Odd Containment Specialist

"Ms. Xia, let me talk to him." A square-faced man with a decent appearance walked to Xia's mother with a smile and pressed her shoulder comfortingly.

Xia Shou saw his mother nodded, looked at him deeply, turned around and left in front of the glass.

The square-faced man smiled at Xia Shou through the glass: "Let's talk somewhere else."

The door behind Xia Shou also opened immediately, and the supervisor walked in and said: "Come with me."

Xia Shou frowned and walked to a room with the supervisor, and the square-faced man he saw just now had been waiting for him there. He opened his briefcase and took out a psychological scale and pushed it from the table to Xia Shou.

"I am your psychologist, entrusted by your parents to evaluate your mental state. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jin Fenglong, you can call me Doctor Jin."

Is this to use forensic psychiatric appraisal to escape legal sanctions?

But Xia Shou remembered that the forensic identification of mental illness was not that simple. The reference of the scale was the lowest. The main reference standard was still the brain hormone secretion and brain damage. If the brain and hormone levels were very normal, it was basically judged as a normal person.

"Fill it in." Jin Fenglong twitched his chin.

Xia Shou picked up the pen and began to fill in the evaluation form carefully. Of course, he tried to fill in abnormal answers as much as possible. After all, one day of delay would give him one more day to act.

The room was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other.

While Xia Shou was doing the questions, the psychologist suddenly said, "Have you had any unreasonable fantasies recently?"

Xia Shou raised his head and glanced at the other party: "What do you mean?"

"It's unrealistic. You can tell me any fantasy, such as if you dreamed of a world with superpowers, or a very strange house structure, such as an apartment with many doors, and a ghost maid, etc.... You can tell me any details." Jin Fenglong said with a smile.

Xia Shou stopped writing and looked up at the other party in disbelief.

Is this person also a person who traveled from another world?

And he knows me very, very well!

Except for Su Weiyu, no one knows the existence of Merlin House!

Can he be trusted?

Can this guy be trusted?

"Keep filling it out." Jin Fenglong reminded.

Xia Shou lowered his head, carefully completed the scale, and handed it to the other party.

Jin Fenglong picked up the scale and read it carefully. He pondered for a moment and said: "It is best not to let you see anyone during this period of time. Relax. As long as you cooperate, we will definitely get the best results... In my opinion, staying here is not necessarily a bad thing.

You can recall it carefully, maybe you can recall very important details.

You can also try to meditate and see if it is good for you.

I will come again in a few days, and then we will formally check it out."

After that, Jin Fenglong packed up and left, and Xia Shou was put back in the detention center.

In the afternoon, someone came to confirm with him whether he wanted to meet a person named Liu Yilong.

Xia Shou originally wanted to meet Liu Yilong, but thinking of the words of the psychologist, he gave up and said that he didn't remember saying such a thing.

The doctor's words were meaningful, and several words were key, meditation, memory, which were very obvious.

He could enter the memory of some things swallowed by the shadow through meditation, such as the blood demon.

But to this day, there is one memory that he has never been able to watch, that is, the charred corpse in the blood demon's house.

It's not that he didn't try, but he always couldn't get into the state, and he entered the root sea while meditating.

Since that person mentioned it, maybe he should try again, and there might be some changes.

But memories are something stored in the shadow, and the shadow was not brought to this world, so it is very reasonable that it failed.

However, at night, Xia Shou still started to meditate before going to bed.

He thought it would not succeed, but he entered the state all of a sudden.

Just like the last time he entered the blood demon's memory, he heard the "rustling" sound of writing on the white paper, and a very hazy but familiar emotion flowed into his thoughts, as if an old friend was sitting in a rattan chair and telling the common memories of the past.

His attention gradually focused.

Xia Shou saw a handsome and immature young man lying on the bed and talking to himself.

Xia Shou recognized that it was the bed of the Control Bureau.

"Mr. Xia Shou, how far can I go if this goes on?"

Hearing the other party calling his name, Xia Shou's scalp tingled, and he almost thought that the other party was talking to him through memories.

But he soon realized that the other party was not talking to him, but had said so in reality, and his predecessor was also called Xia Shou, and perhaps he had some intersection with the other party.

However, he was the only one in the dormitory, who was he talking to? Talking to himself?

"Thank you, so I can save more people... Alas, I am weak, right?"

"But we are not suitable to be the protagonist, just be an unknown cannon fodder. When you say that, I think my status and position are most suitable for helping you."

The scene flickered and switched, and the dormitory turned into a dark forest. Although Xia Shou didn't know any cause and effect, because he was in the other party's memory, he had a very intuitive emotional feeling about the current situation.

The trees in the forest snapped, twisted, and grew rapidly.

The sound of gunfire continued, but was soon drowned out by the screams.

The vines tore the flesh and blood, the tree roots broke the bones, and the entangled tree trunks rolled living human bodies into the narrow gap like a cloth rolling machine, and the squeezed blood water watered the dry soil into red.

His earphones kept hearing the sound of his companions losing contact, and the team became a noise one by one.

Xia Shou saw the young man running alone in the woods. The style of his uniform proved that he was only a first-level employee in the Control Bureau, that is, a person with a very low level of abnormality and no overall combat potential for growth.

The creeping trees stretched out their branches and tried to catch the tender flesh and blood. He rushed through the thorns and sharp branches.

The earphones kept hearing the calls of his companions, but he did not respond, but threw the earphones to the side of the road.

Finally, he came to the center of the woods. The ground was covered with broken limbs and arms. Xia Shou knew from the other party's mood swings that these were powerful finishers, but it was obvious that they had all died.

Then, he took out a mask with a few cracks and put it on his face. It was a crying and laughing mask that Xia Shou had seen before!

The moment he put on the mask, his posture changed significantly, as if he had transformed from one person to another person with a completely different aura. An incomparable sense of oppression erupted from that ordinary body.

The battle began.

The whip-like vines of the huge tree monster cut everything around it like an axe, and the fruit kept spraying deadly acid and poisonous spores.

The man fought the monster at high speed at a very fast speed.

In addition to the elemental attacks such as fire and lightning that the human eye can see, Xia Shou didn't know how many rule-based abilities the opponent used, but he only knew that the battle was dazzling.

The battle didn't last long and ended with an overwhelming victory. When the man took off the mask, he fell to the ground as if he was exhausted and fainted for a short time.

Not long after, he woke up, forced himself to stand up, and staggered back, as if he wanted to quickly escape from the safe battlefield...

"The evil spirit forest was successfully destroyed three days ago, and the phenomenon of spell power leakage has been completely eliminated..."

The scene after switching is the staff restaurant of the Control Bureau. Xia Shou heard the news of the wildfire on TV and heard the rewards and commendations given to individual personnel by the Control Bureau.

The young man sat in the restaurant calmly eating the staff meal, eating with his colleagues, and praising the person who saved everything with everyone, expressing admiration, envy, and jealousy like other first-level employees.

Although these disguises are very clumsy, they are more than enough to deceive colleagues who are also first-level employees.

At this time, you can see that his face has lost its immaturity, and has more satisfaction and regret.

He is a real man.

For half a month after that, he came to the medical department to receive treatment for serious injuries as a lucky person who was saved, and told other patients the legendary story of the savior.

He silently participated in the training, and like all the fighters of the same level, he continued his monotonous daily life.

Such experiences were repeated constantly, and Xia Shou quickly experienced the other person's life like watching a revolving lantern, and his mood became heavy.

The Forest of Evil Spirits, the Strange Lake Incident, the Ghost Model in the Mall, the Endless Elevator... As a lowest-level first-level fighter, he constantly participated in large-scale weird crusades as cannon fodder.

He struggled to survive with the team members like an ordinary fighter.

Compared with other powerful finishers, he was so weak and inconspicuous, like an insignificant scrap, a bullet in a machine gun, a stone thrown to test the water...

He was constantly used to test a certain super-dangerous weird mechanism, and faithfully fulfilled his heavy duties with his life.

He complained about injustice like everyone else, but he never felt wronged in his heart.

Because he knew that he was only here to save.

He never abused that power. The lonely training and accumulation in daily life made him stronger than his peers, allowing him to have a higher survival rate in the difficult survival.

The mask that he kept close to his body was never easily taken out to show to others. Even before his death, he had never shown the mask to anyone else.

He restrained the use of power and used his body to resist all risks.

Only when everything was irreversible and there was no chance of winning, he would leave the team and act alone to find the weird root core. He would be alone in the dead end of hell, put on the crying and laughing mask, and fight the root unknown to anyone, pulling the tilted balance back to the human side.

Although there was no explanation, the replay of the scene again and again had already let Xia Shou know what was going on.

The mask was like Ultraman's transformation device. When he put it on, his body would be taken over by another person, probably his predecessor with the same name.

When transforming, Xia Shou saw that the other party had used the black shadow and summoned the door.

After each battle, there would be more cracks on the crying and laughing mask.

The man silently took on everything and took good care of himself as a vessel of power.

Xia Shou originally thought that the other party was the kind of dark hero that no one knew about, but when he saw the truth, he felt a deeper loneliness and perseverance than this.

This person didn't even have power. When Ultraman transformed, he would personally fight monsters and satisfy his own addiction, but in this relationship, he was more like a transformation device.

It seemed that the mask was the protagonist, and he was only responsible for doing the most insignificant things.

Like the foundation of the lowest floor of a building, hidden deep under the glorious building.

But he started to get stronger and stronger, and slowly, without using a mask, he also had power beyond ordinary Terminators.

The companions around him changed one batch after another, the formation was adjusted repeatedly, and the number was revised repeatedly.

His physique began to exceed human limits, and his resilience and reaction speed increased explosively.

Through repeated practice of idealistic martial arts, this rational man who was not stupid began to gain unreasonable power.

This is a reward unique to an idiot, and perhaps proves that in some respects, he is the most naive idiot in the world.

As more and more cracks appeared on the mask, he cherished the use of the mask more and more. He still rushed to the ultimate battlefield at the most dangerous moment as usual, but sometimes he no longer wore the mask and solved everything by himself.

"Brother Xia, I have become stronger. Even without your help, I can protect others!"

He said to the cracked mask, and the name of the mask had changed.

"I won't wear it anymore so I can still talk to you... Don't worry, I will get stronger and stronger!"

When he went out on missions, he began not to wear the laughing and crying mask, and his strength increased explosively.

However, a certain obsession allows him to exert power beyond common sense only when he is alone.

"Strong because of selflessness!"

This old-fashioned and outdated slogan is no longer even used in children's animations, but it has become his belief and his bondage. His heart resists all the benefits gained from strength.

Finally, he came to the end of his life, the place where Xia Shou had been, the charred room in the Blood Demon's House.

It was a battle with all his strength. Facing the Blood Demon with an invincible mechanism against biological creatures, he lost without any doubt.

Until the end, he never regretted or was confused.

At the end of life, there was not even a revolving door, not even the thought of death passed through my mind.

He turned everything he owned into chips and pushed them onto the gambling table in order to exchange for the chance of victory. In the end, he lost all his feelings about failure.

He didn't even care about the outcome, let alone winning or losing, and he stopped abruptly while moving forward.

It was like the power was disconnected before the gameover appeared in the game. The screen went dark, there was no settlement screen, and it ended without realizing it.

Dozens of rescues that turned the tide and indirectly protected millions of people.

Finally he got the ending he had been pursuing, and no one remembered him after his death.

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Xia Shou returned to reality from meditation, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

What's this guy's name?

Xia Shou couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't even know what this guy's name was!

Obviously these are his own memories, but there is not even his own name in the memories!

In reality, he must have a name.

Someone must have called his name, but he didn't seem to think that his name was qualified to occupy a place in the memory of his brain.

In this reminiscence, what impressed Xia Shou the most was the changing job numbers - D10235, D76204, D00587...