This psychologist is weird

Chapter 332 The Cemetery
in front of the cemetery,
Professor Pu looked at the tombstones in the cemetery, said something, and then stopped talking again, but his eyes became more red.

No matter how quiet the cemetery was, there was no answer to Professor Pu's words, but the wind rustled the shaded trees in the cemetery.

"...Old Yue. Now we can restore the deformed people after infection. Although this is also a kind of distortion, we finally have the ability to fight against the distortion."

"Just like the hope you placed before, this is a path that Chen Chen has opened up for us. From now on, our war with Gui will have a turning point, and it will no longer be eaten away by one side."

"Although Chen Lun is the only person who has entered the next stage, I believe that there will be more and more aberrants gradually. We can recover more and more aberrants every day. Although we are very sensitive to the infected people in the treacherous stage and those who have fallen into treacherous Those who are still helpless, but I believe that if we continue to go on, these problems will be overcome sooner or later. Hope will be ignited. One day it is hoped that it will be burnt clean."

"...The days to come will get better and better...Old Yue, why do you think you left so early..."

Professor Pu was talking, and then with red eyes, smiled, looked at the tombstone of Professor Yue Lao in front of him, and said aloud,

"...you won't even be able to see the happy days in the future..."

Professor Pu was talking with a smile, but there were more and more cloudy tears in his eyes.

Professor Du and the old professors were also a little silent, either looking at Professor Yue's tombstone, or looking at the tombstone behind Professor Yue's tombstone, which belonged to Professor Mulao, or looking at the entire cemetery.

Professor Pu stopped talking, and continued to remain silent. The cemetery became a little quieter, and the wind blowing the branches and leaves of the trees in the cemetery seemed to become stronger.

"...you are here too."

At this time, behind Professor Pu and the others, a voice came from the road up to the mountainside cemetery,
It was Tan Youguo, Colonel Xu, and the person in charge of the logistics department,
While talking, Tan Youguo first smiled, and then walked up the mountainside, looking at the cemetery on the mountainside, his smile gradually faded away,

"Old Pu, Professor Du, have you all told them the good news? It seems that we came a little late."

Tan Youguo said to Professor Pu and Professor Du standing in front of the cemetery,

"not late."

"It's not the same person who talks about it, but there are some differences after all."

Professor Pu turned his head, smiled and said to Tan Youguo, with tears still in his eyes, and then looked back at the tombstones in the cemetery.

"Old Xu, each of you go and talk to the people in your department, let's talk..."

Tan Youguo just nodded again, turned around and said something to Colonel Xu and the person in charge of the logistics department,

The two nodded and walked away.

Tan Youguo turned his head again, and with a bottle of white wine in his hand, he walked up to Professor Yue Lao's tombstone, knelt down,

"...Professor Yue, Lao Yue...Professor Pu and the others came here in a hurry and didn't bring you wine. How can they not let you have a drink when you are so happy."

"However, there is still something to do in the Weird Bureau, this time we won't drink it, and you can enjoy it exclusively, Lao Yue."

Tan Youguo unscrewed the wine bottle, poured the wine on the ground in front of the tombstone,
"Professor Pu should have told you that the hope you have been looking forward to has finally arrived. We can transform the aberrant back, and the turning point has arrived. I believe that the first scene between us and the ghost will be a real one." The victory will come, and after the first real victory, I believe that we will usher in one real victory after another until the complete victory."

"I once told you that this is a war. As long as the war starts, there are only two possibilities of winning or losing, and there is no probability of winning or losing...I'm right."

After pouring all the wine in the wine bottle in front of the tombstone, Tan Youguo finished speaking to Professor Yue,
Maybe he should have smiled at this time, but he still couldn't.

"...Old Yue, I hope that when we come to commemorate you next time, we can usher in our first real victory, or see more hope."

Picking up the empty wine bottle, Tan Youguo bypassed Professor Yue's tomb and walked to a tomb further back.

This tomb, like the others in the entire cemetery, is indistinguishable from one another.

This is Professor Mu Lao, the first person in charge of the Psychological Department of the Bureau of Stranger Things.

"...Professor Mu, if you don't drink, the wine won't be poured for you."

Tan Youguo lowered his body a little more, and said something aloud to Professor Mu,

"...Professor Mu Lao, the first turning point and hope you brought us, let us see the hope that we can maintain and deal with the strange incidents one after another."

"We have completed the management and control of the strange incidents and the awakening of the consciousness of the infected people in the hope of the strange incidents. If it weren't for you, Professor Mu Lao, we might have to adopt the same method as foreign countries."

"If it weren't for you, Professor Mu Lao, we might not be able to persist."

"And now we have a second turning point and hope. For the first time, we have completed the recovery of severely deformed people, and realized some expectations of Professor Mu Lao when you were still alive. It is Chen Lun who brought hope,
The person who will succeed you, Professor Mu Lao, as the head of the Psychological Department of the Bureau of Stranger Things.

I'm sure you've had plenty of people from Bureau of Odds tell you that name.

When you are here, Professor Mu Lao, you are the hope of everyone in the Bureau of Weirdness.

And now, he is also pinning everyone's hopes.

Although it is a bit shameful to place such a heavy responsibility and trust on a young man, Chen Lun ushers in hope with strange situations time and time again, and people can't help pinning their hopes on him and them. "

"...Professor Mu Lao, I hope that the next time we come to formally commemorate you, we will win a real victory, and we will sound the horn of the war between the real and the ghost."

Tan Youguo stood up again, saluted to Professor Mu Lao and everyone in the cemetery, then turned and went down the mountain.

Professor Pu also bowed to the former comrades-in-arms in the entire cemetery,

They each said something again and were silent for a while.

I went down the mountain again.

Professor Pu, Professor Du, Tan Youguo and others left the cemetery on the mountainside.

A little quieter in the cemetery,

The tombstones in the cemetery are all erected towards the Weird Bureau resident down the mountain, as if they are still looking towards the Weird Bureau resident.

The wind on the mountain was blowing, slightly disturbing the shaded trees in the cemetery.

The sun continues to be westward, stretching the shadows of tombstones. Professor Pu and others have been away for a long time.

The cemetery is quiet,

At this time, a figure, with a long shadow behind it, moved its feet and walked up to the cemetery on the mountainside.

The one who came was Chen Lun.

Chen Lun looked calmly, moved his feet, walked to the cemetery on the mountain, and stood in front of Professor Yue's tombstone.

Not because of anything, or to say something to these dead people in the cemetery.

Just because maybe he should come, so Chen Lun came.

Therefore,
Chen Lun just stood in front of the tombstones in the cemetery, his eyes fell on the front of him, and the tombstones in the cemetery were reflected in his eyes.

Did not speak, just stood quietly.

During this period, the wind on the mountain was still blowing, disturbing Chen Lun's skirt,
The setting sun continues to elongate and reflect on the ground, the shadow of Chen Lun and the shadows of the tombstones.

Until the setting sun was about to sink behind the distant mountain, the sky was gradually eroded by night, Chen Lun turned around again, and went down the mountain,
"Buzz...buzz..."

At this time, the Weird Bureau communicator in his pocket issued a sharp and continuous alarm sound,
The wind on the mountain seems to be a little stronger.

(End of this chapter)