Main Text Volume Chapter 54 Brain-Dead Kidnapper

Jiang Liuying spent about half a minute digesting the information provided by Wang Ming.

Then, he grabbed Wang Ming's chin and observed it carefully. It was only after it was confirmed again that this man was not disguised or transformed, but was the original Wang Ming himself, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

As Wang Ling's cousin, Wang Ming is actually somewhat similar to Wang Ling. As long as he gave up the appearance of an old monk, Wang Ling felt that this guy looked pretty cool for the time being. But the difference between the two is that Wang Ling has never been a narcissistic person, but Wang Ming would look at the mirror all day long and be obsessed with himself. The scientific research institute, for the sake of Wang Ming, was not distracted when he was not researching, so he spent all the reflections on himself. All the objects that reflected the portrait changed.

Wang Ming is a second-rate person, and this second-rateness is reflected in all aspects, among which the attribute of "narcissism" is particularly obvious.

"You know, this is the first time in my life that a girl has pinched my chin..."

Being stared at by a beautiful girl holding his chin for a long time made Wang Ming a little distracted: "But eldest sister, now is really not the time. I give you three minutes to let me out, otherwise the whole earth will be destroyed. Don't say anything then. It’s your revenge plan, and you may not even be able to find your own ashes.”

"...Who the hell is following you!" Jiang Liuying couldn't help but swore, and his 36D big breasts trembled with anger.

For a long time, she didn't speak, and she seriously suspected that she had kidnapped the wrong person. Instead of tying up the strongest brain, I tied up the strongest mentally retarded person...

"..."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Liuying suddenly had some associations.

With Wang Ming's current status and the pressure at work... maybe there is something wrong with his brain. People engaged in scientific research often have strong divergent thinking, and these people are most likely to suffer from persecutory delusion! After pondering for a while, Jiang Liuying squatted down and said to Wang Ming: "I'm sorry, my tone was not very good just now. There is something I should confirm with you..."

As a qualified kidnapper, Jiang Liuying felt that it was very necessary to pay attention to the mental health of the hostages. Otherwise, it would be bad if the hostages went crazy before they could be used. Moreover, this is a hostage who suffers from paranoia and is very likely to be suicidal.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ming ducked and huddled in the small corner of the dressing room.

"Do you have delusions of being persecuted? In other words, there is something wrong with your brain."

"...There's something wrong with your brain!"

"No need to pretend, I know everything." Jiang Liu held his chin up and looked at Wang Ming calmly: "I have learned some basic psychology before. With a level of persecution paranoia like yours, you fantasize about the earth all day long. It will be destroyed... This is obviously a serious illness. You should pay attention to it! Does the Academy of Cultivation Science care about you? "

"...The destruction of the earth is real! If you don't let me out!"

"Look, you are sick again..." Jiang Liuying touched Wang Ming's head: "Don't worry, our Yingliu killers are all very dedicated. In order to ensure the value of the hostages, before using them, we must No harm is allowed to the hostages, whether physical or psychological!"

As he spoke, Jiang Liuying held Wang Ming's hand tightly: "Believe me, I will cure you!"

"..." Wang Ming didn't know what to say at all.

"Well, to show my sincerity... I'll give you a loving hug first!"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Wang Ming felt a pair of hands reaching behind his back, and then forcibly trapped him. Immediately afterwards, he felt that there were two huge shadows in front of him, pressing down like Mount Tai, tightly covering his face...

Wang Ming: "..." Damn it! These two things are really huge! I can't breathe at all!

The girl held Wang Ming for two minutes before letting go. Then she was shocked to find that Wang Ming had passed out, and two streams of bright red blood gushed out of his nose...

At this moment, Jiang Liuying truly felt the seriousness of the problem. She immediately dialed a number on her watch.

"Sister, I have already captured the person..."

"However, this person... seems to have something wrong with his brain!"

"After my preliminary judgment, the other person has a very serious delusion of persecution. I just gave him emergency treatment, but I didn't expect that this person actually had a nosebleed..."

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold but sweet: "...how did you cure it?"

"Of course, give him a loving hug. This kind of serious mental illness needs humanistic care!"

"..."

The woman on the other end of the phone visibly gasped: "I understand..."

"Sister, what do you understand?"

"It's not that there's something wrong with his mind...it's that there's something wrong with your mind..."

"..."

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Wang Ling stood at the door of No. 59 Middle School, staring into the distance with rather deep eyes, his eyelids twitching at a steady pace, and this had been going on for more than five minutes.

The disaster level has been directly raised from two stars to three stars... Judging from the current situation, this disaster warning still has no intention of stopping.

Wang Ling could probably guess what this warning meant.

The validity period of the old version of the sealing talisman is almost over, and there will be at most one hour before the seal will be completely lifted. However, until now, there is still no trace of Wang Ming.

Wang Ling closed his eyes, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and tried to capture Wang Ming's aura, but found that he couldn't capture it at all.

It was clear that he had sensed Wang Ming's aura before. And he knew that Wang Ming had already stepped into the gate of No. 59 Middle School.

Wang Ling had originally estimated that Wang Ming would be here soon, so he was guarding the school gate. But strangely, when Wang Ling tried to capture Wang Ming's aura again, he suddenly found that Wang Ming's aura had disappeared! It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth!

Of course, if his power was completely unlocked, he would be able to capture Wang Ming's aura immediately no matter where it was. But by then, everything would be too late...

This annoying guy...didn't really have an accident?

Wang Ling stared into the void and frowned a little irritably.

Obviously, Wang Ming had met with an accident.

And it was very likely that his aura was blocked by some magic weapon.

Although he didn't know where Wang Ming was exactly, Wang Ling was sure that Wang Ming was definitely still in No. 59 Middle School and had not walked out of this range.

Since he couldn't use his spiritual sense to capture the breath... then now, Wang Ling could only think of one method...

Wang Ling walked to a small tree shaded by no one around, and a pair of cat ears appeared on his head, and then his whole body shrank, turning into a black and white Persian cat.

In this critical moment, Wang Ling first thought of the group of wild cats in the cherry blossom forest of No. 59 Middle School.

Now, if he wanted to find Wang Ming in a short time without making any noise, Wang Ling felt that he had to mobilize the power of this special group of people.