Detective Training Manual

The disease in this world will never heal.

Rights, money, democracy, class, system, the gap between people, inferiority complex and jealousy that will never be smoothed out, these things have been revealed as early as the 20 people who committed suicide and jumped off the building.

However, these things are the basis for the survival of human society. Whether it is the real world or the world in the book, mankind has come here step by step for thousands of years.

So these diseases are in the bones, and it can even be said that these diseases are the society itself. In this way, the world will never change into another appearance.

Even if Wu Xin can really overthrow the entire federal government and establish a new social system with the power of a few people, it will only be a slight pain relief. It will not take long before the federation will become what it is now.

Unless...everything is reshuffled.

Forget all people's thoughts, images, habits, etc. about the world.

Only in this way can we create a new society that is like white paper.

Of course, as Wu Xin said, she herself doesn’t know how this world that has turned into white paper will develop. Maybe it will be like a new grassland after the melting of ice and snow. Hua will give out new vitality, maybe directly. Become a desolate **** where no grass grows.

But Wu Xin didn't care.

She has no worries and expectations. She works every day to make money and eat. She eats to live. She is always working during her life. There is no lover and no things to do. This world is for people like her. Dispensable, in fact, most people in this world are like this.

But the terrible thing is that such a person suddenly has the ability to change the world.

So... everything happened.

"You...you are a lunatic! Absolute lunatic!" Zhou Yan murmured.

"It may be, but now in this world, you alone think so."

"You can change them back, right..." Zhou Yan pointed at Wu Xin with a gun: "This hypnosis can't be one-way, it can be reversed, right."

Wu Xin nodded: "Of course, this kind of mechanical hypnosis is very easy to be relieved. As long as I want to, I will run to the broadcasting hall of the New Year's party now and do something to the camera. The memory is recalled."

Zhou Yan took a sudden step and pulled Wu Xin up: "Go, go now, if you hurry up, maybe..."

"Wait." Wu Xin interrupted Zhou Yan's self-talk: "Detective Zhou, you may have misunderstood something. I mean I can do this, but I don't have to."

"Damn! I'm not discussing with you now!" Zhou Yan rudely put the pistol on Wu Xin's forehead.

"Hehe, do you really want to do this? You know, I can only end all this now. Human spirit is very fragile. If I get frightened, I might have forgotten some things, such as letting Everyone is a way to restore memory." Wu Xin said with a smile.

Zhou Yan's hand was shaking, and she could feel it clearly through the barrel of the pistol to reach Wu Xin's head.

So she smiled happily.

"I won't kill you, but I will force you to relieve these **** hypnotisms. At this time, don't think I will stay sensible!" Zhou Yan said in a trembling voice.

"Oh? What do you mean, do you want to torture me? Strip me naked, and what kind of beast torture? Hahahaha—" Wu Xin laughed louder: "You don't understand me, do you... .. Do you think that after I was caught, why did the Federation lock me up instead of shooting me?

Do you think they will treat a prisoner like me tenderly? "

With that, Wu Xin bit the sleeve of the pajamas with his teeth and pulled it up.

Zhou Yan swallowed uncontrollably...

On the white and slender wrist, there was another kind of skin, fierce and bright red, as if it was repeatedly roasted in a fire, and it was knotted on all the chaotic muscle tissues, and there were even more terrible wounds.

"In order to get what they want, the people in the prison didn't bother much...Do you want to see my body? Sorry, my hands are handcuffed, but you can come and get this Lift up the skirt a bit and look at the look under my clothes.

I stayed in Haimen Prison for seven years... They gave up taking care of me only in the last few years, because even the old guy Gandhi shook his head at me, and my body never looked for it. There is less than one place to start, the tissues that regenerate after scabs have completely lost the pain...Hahaha...Do you think there is any way you can make me feel the stimulation again? ? "

Zhou Yan staggered. In this night, it was obviously the other party wearing a cold, bone-through dress, but it was Zhou Yan himself who was really shaking all over.

"I don't mind if you try, I will do my best to cooperate with you... No matter what you do to me, external or internal, it's up to you..."

Wu Xin whispered softly, but Zhou Yan put down the gun against her forehead.

"Haha...This expression is so cute...Why don't I give you a reminder? Women are soft-hearted. If you can't come hard, then you can get soft. Maybe you kneel down and knock. Kob your head and beg me, I will feel sorry for you for a while and let this world return to its original state?"

Zhou Yan was stunned. He looked at the chaotic surroundings, and suddenly, it was a little loose.

He turned his head and looked at Wu Xin. The pale face that was torn by the temperature made people rush to the point of infiltration.

"Dang..." Zhou Yan threw the gun to the ground.

"Ahahaha—" Wu Xin laughed suddenly. She attached her body, picked up the gun and played with it: "Don't do stupid things, I don't dare to do anything excessive to you, the eldest sister will kill mine."

"Tingting?" Zhou Yan murmured.

"Hmm...now, don't you understand? This world is just a foil... Its destruction or rebirth makes no difference to you. Everything here is due to You exist."

Zhou Yan shook his head blankly, his thinking has become a mess: "I... don't understand."

"Normal, UU read www.uukanshu.com because I didn't understand it before. I thought these were just the eldest sister's words...but at this moment, I seem to understand that you are indeed a special existence."

"I'm special?"

"Yes, you are the only person in this world who still has a memory."

"Aren't you still there?"

"Ahahaha—" Wu Xin smiled: "No, only you..."

The voice has not fallen yet!

"Bang!" there was a sound.

The gun in Wu Xin's hand emitted a fire, and a bullet easily penetrated her own head.

That pale body followed the strength of the bullet and fell backwards, and the blood began to spread...

Zhou Yan was stupid... He looked at Wu Xin who committed suicide with a gun in disbelief, and was so startled that he couldn't say a word.