Chapter 75: Why do you stab a person?
The chaotic scene was left behind by Zhang Youzhi, he untied the steel plate on his body, and left the scene quickly with brisk steps.
Thousands of nos, thousands of nos, the enemy should not take matters into their own hands.
The pupils of the driver's corpse are still swirling, and Zhang Youzhi is familiar with this, which is the ability of a hypnotist.
According to the company's introduction to the level of hypnotists, Zhang Youzhi knows:
The level of the hypnotist is positively correlated with the degree of pupil vortices of the hypnotized person, and the more pronounced the vortex, the higher the degree of hypnosis.
Jiang Mian, the chief hypnotist who rescued Li Douyu, Jiang Mian represents Bai Yujing's current highest level of hypnosis.
But even he could not have hypnotized to that extent.
You must know that Jiang Mian's hypnotism also follows the basic logic of people, and it is impossible for him to order the hypnotized person to commit suicide or do something other illogical.
Because the hypnotized person is subconsciously resistant, will perceive and even break free from hypnosis.
But the driver did not hesitate to hit Zhang Youzhi, and there was a suicidal act of slamming on the brakes.
This is hardly the category of hypnotism, it is simply mind control, which is already at the level of metaphysics
Now that you know what he's capable of, it's easy to explain.
As for all this that happened on the road, it was naturally not an accident at all, it was just a disguised assassination operation.
Perhaps in addition to the means of mind control, the enemy has other means that he cannot do for the time being.
It's no wonder that people who die unexpectedly don't trigger an emotional disaster, and when they are under mental control, they die in a daze, how can this trigger an emotional disaster?
And this ability to almost control the mind can also explain the almost "suicidal completion of tasks" behavior of hundreds of overseas employees.
They are very well hidden.
Bai Yujing is in the light, they are in the dark.
Zhang Youzhi did not return this information to Bai Yujing's headquarters, and the only person he trusted was No. 2, so he called No. 2.
"The user you are calling is not in the service area, please call again later."
Where did No. 2 go? Zhang Youzhi's mood sank.
This kind of surreal method, he has only seen in Bai Yujing.
Except for the possibility of Bai Yujing's internal defection, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.
But since No. 2 didn't answer the phone, he couldn't do anything for the time being, maybe No. 2 was entangled by a powerful enemy, maybe he was fighting to the death.
You have to try to get him out yourself, and you can't rely on Number Two for everything.
It may be that the enemy realized that he had startled the snake, and the next Zhang Youzhi had a very smooth journey until he returned to the safe house.
The safe house is not far from his funeral park, and Zhang Youzhi is standing in the safe house, and through the bulletproof glass window, he can vaguely see his big tombstone.
Sure enough, there are a lot of rides and businesses next to it.
Tsk, my grave is quite lively.
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Hecheng Hospital.
Bone probe report room.
The smooth skull was quietly in the box on the table, and the doctor removed the little bone tissue from the machine, and then called the dean.
"Dean, the DNA information is exactly what you said, do you want to send the identification report to the customer?"
The "dean" looked confused, and his pupils outlined a small picture of Van Gogh's starry night, which looked mysterious and strange, but it was a pity that he had a high number of eyes, and no one noticed this.
The Dean shook his head, stiffened forward, and picked up the box containing the skull.
"Dean, what are you doing with this thing, didn't the guests allow us to use this general teacher as a teaching material for a few days?"
The Dean shook his head and went out with the box in his arms.
"It's weird, what is the dean doing with this?" The doctor was puzzled.
The little nurse next to him interjected: "As long as it's a doctor, whoever sees such a beautiful skull is not moved, the dean will definitely take it away and show it to his old colleagues." ”
"Also, this DNA sequence test report...... No matter, wait for the guest to pick it up by himself, and don't send it to him, what if he is in a hurry to get the skull back? Wait for him to take his time and fetch it himself. ”
…
"Hey, wake up, wake up." Someone patted Zhang Youzhi's face and finally woke him up.
"Huh?" Zhang Youzhi was delirious, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.
"Am I asleep? How did I fall asleep? This was Zhang Youzhi's first thought. He hadn't experienced sleep for almost a month since the pseudo-resurrection.
"Who's calling me?" This is Zhang Youzhi's second thought.
"No, it's a safe house! How did she get in! This is Zhang Youzhi's third thought.
As the third thought ended, Zhang Youzhi suddenly came to his senses, rolled down on the bed, and looked vigilantly at the sneering woman in front of him.
Is it Hermione!?
The woman who committed suicide by jumping off a bridge?
"Hermione?! Why are you here? Zhang Youzhi was shocked and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
Just like the first time he saw her, Hermione was still wearing tall professional clothes, but there was no longer the previous distress and sadness between her eyebrows, and she waved her hand confidently and generously at Zhang Youzhi.
"Why can't I be here?" Hermione looked at Zhang Youzhi strangely, and leaned closer.
"You called me to this place, of course I'm here, by the way, what are you calling me for? Wouldn't it be inappropriate? Hermione suddenly squirmed, embarrassed.
"I called you to this place?"
Zhang Youzhi was stunned.
Looking back at his mobile phone, the mobile phone screen was still lit up at this time, and sure enough, the call history between him and He Min was displayed.
Or did he dial it out.
"What did I call you for?" Zhang Youzhi's brain was obviously not enough, so he asked sluggishly.
"How do I know what you want to do?" Hermione glanced at him with a smile.
Zhang Youzhi suddenly felt a little weird, and he retched twice, which provoked Hermione's complaint.
"How did you get in?" Zhang Youzhi pointed to the twenty-centimeter-thick alloy iron door and asked.
"You didn't close the door, I just walked in?" Hermione gave him a strange look, and then got up, "Why don't I close the door for you?" ”
As he spoke, Hermione pushed the iron door and closed the already hidden iron door, and there was a mechanical sound of brackets inside.
The room was dark, except for the light veil-like sunlight that let in through the window.
Zhang Youzhi's expression became more and more strange, and he felt as if his memory and common sense had been missed in his previous sleep, and he had not fully recovered.
Seeing Hermione who wanted to come over and sit with her like this, Zhang Youzhi stretched out his hand to stop her.
"How's your company doing?" Zhang Youzhi took the initiative to make a stubble.
Hermione was stunned for a moment, and thought hard.
"Hejiang Group...... The original vice chairman became the company's old director, and I also divided some shares, and now it is the second largest shareholder in the name of Hejiang Group, although there is no name of vice chairman, but in the company, I basically say everything big and small, and the chairman basically doesn't care about things. ”
"Oh, that's good, then you're worth more than 10 million now."
"Almost, maybe tens of millions." Hermione counted carefully, and then tried to sit down again.
Zhang Youzhi stopped him again.
"Didn't you talk about your boyfriend later, the man you worked with at the time...... It's called Xu Neyan, it's pretty good, didn't you two end up together? ”
"Xu Neyan?" Hermione pondered, and finally nodded slowly.
"I don't have much contact with him now, I don't know his situation very well, by the way, what the hell are you calling me here, why don't you tell me."
Saying that, Hermione sat next to Zhang Youzhi here, and his little hand gently eased Zhang Youzhi's waist, as if he wanted the landlord to him.
Zhang Youzhi held her hand, and before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.
"Huh?"
Zhang Youzhi looked at the dagger stabbed into the abdomen and fell into confusion.
This is his ...... How many times have you been stabbed?