The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Shut up, no one can force me to do anything, not even you."

Blue light flashed in Nan Zhiyi's eyes, the power around him surged madly, his long hair moved without wind, distorting the space and breaking the chains.

He grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and stared at him coldly.

Mo Yu didn't panic even though his neck was strangled. Instead, he started laughing morbidly.

"What are you angry about, Master? Isn't it terrible to feel powerless~"

"Do you want to kill me? Then go ahead. I won't... resist. Just use a little force and you will get what you want."

"Why do I need you to tell me what to do?" Nan Zhiyi's cold eyes turned around, looking at the empty basement.

He pushed him away, waved his hand, and flew out in a black robe.

"I still have to find the person who wants to kill me, and I don't want to waste time here with you."

Mo Yu heard his mumbling, supported himself with his hands, and yelled loudly, "Why don't you ask me?

I know that my good brother is looking for someone to kill you. Everyone who looks like you, including you, is on his hunting list. "

"Stop talking nonsense and disturbing my train of thought." Nan Zhiyi thought, then came back and flew towards one of his properties with the person in his arms.

After tearing off the mask, Mo Yu revealed a face that was exactly the same as Lin Ye's, even his height and physical features were the same as the other.

"If you don't believe me, why bother taking me away with you, Master?"

Mo Yu looked at Nan Zhiyi confidently, with a mocking smile on his face, "You really love yourself the most, and I am just a passer-by in your life.

In that case, why don't you kill me? Then no one can influence you, and I won't have to suffer like this."

"Master, kill me. From now on, you will be invincible and no one can check you."

"Shut up. When did I need you to teach me how to do things?" Nan Zhiyi rudely took him into the bathroom, washed him, and after drying him, he lifted him up and stuffed him into the quilt.

With an expressionless face, he hacked into Lin Ye's personal terminal to check.

My goodness, this guy hired someone to kill him 103 times. The most recent time was that day when he was drugged and almost died accidentally.

One hundred and seven people who looked like him were killed, and without exception, they were all people he had met by chance.

Isn't this guy crazy? Does he know what he is doing?

Nan Zhiyi was thinking about looking through all his medical records and stopped at the column for psychotic delusions and persecution mania.

Delusional disorder: He keeps saying that his childhood playmate has disappeared, and he keeps trying to find a way to get him back.

Unfortunately, someone was constantly trying to stop him, creating many disguises to interfere with his vision and confuse him.

So he killed them, killed all the pretenders. He hoped that when he came back, the first person he saw would always be himself, and they would always be by his side.

Persecution delusion: He said there was a person who looked exactly like him, who was constantly chasing him, and delusions took over, and he often saw him appear in the corner and stare at him.

They can be as small as a vase falling from the sky, a manhole cover disappearing for no reason, or a mysterious car accident, or as big as a Zerg invasion, a planet exploding, or a warship exploding for no reason.

These double images often appeared in front of his eyes, but all the information and evidence showed that it was all just his imagination.

There is no pretender in the world, and no one wants to kill him and replace him.

His spirit is on the verge of collapse and may explode at any time, losing control of his mind and turning into a madman.

Recommendations: Suspend work and social activities, isolate for treatment, and conduct both physical and psychological interventions.

Attending physician: Mo Yu, assisting staff: He Hao, Deputy General Tang, Li Xing, Wang Ming, etc.

My goodness, no wonder he went crazy. His mental illness was caused by the people around him, and the attending doctor was the culprit.

It’s so vicious. It’s really so vicious.

Mo Yu stood up and hugged Nan Zhiyi from behind, rubbing against her lovingly, "Don't hate me, Yi, I have no choice.

He always tries to snatch you from me, but I can't win, so I have to use some tricks. I think you can understand me, right?"

Nan Zhiyi's mouth twitched, she was too tired to complain about this group of crazy people.

No wonder he happened to be there when I was in danger, it feels like he was the one who planned it all!

Just to enjoy my own miserable escape, kill myself as the pretender, and find myself again.

This is hard to judge, really.

Nan Zhiyi had a headache shutting down the cloud network and didn't know how to face them for a moment.

He ignored Mo Yu's struggle, pulled his hands away, and stuffed him back into the quilt and wrapped him up.

He sat in the corner of the bed in distress, curled up against the wall, staring blankly into space.

"So when I was a kid, you two brothers were the ones who played me around."

"That's not the case. We just like you and want to play with you."

"Forget it. I don't want to care about the past. What's your name?"

"Lin Mo, my courtesy name is Mo Yu, you can also call me A Yuan, Master, I remember you."

Nan Zhiyi continued to ask without comment, "Do pretenders really exist?"

"It's fake. I made this person out of special materials. After being killed, it will dissipate like a bubble, leaving no trace."

"Oh."

After a brief conversation, the room suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of breathing was almost inaudible.

Apart from the faint scent of iris orchid and winter snow, which indicated that there were people in the room, their presence was almost unnoticeable.

Mo Yu stared at the ceiling angrily, then closed his eyes to hide the painful and helpless struggle in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened with a click, and a cleaning staff in dust-proof clothing walked in with cleaning tools.

Seeing Nan Zhiyi standing in the corridor, he was stunned for a moment and was so scared that the dust collector in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Master, why are you here? The Grand Marshal is looking for you. Do you need me to tell him?"

"Auntie Wang, you're here?" Mo Yu pushed open the door, walked out, put her hand on Nan Zhiyi's shoulder affectionately, poked her head out from behind, and smiled.

Wang Ma shuddered, feeling that the Grand Marshal today was particularly creepy for some reason. "Grand Marshal, you're here too, what a coincidence."

"Stop making trouble." Nan Zhiyi patted his hands and scolded him softly, then turned to look at Wang Ma with a faint smile, with a kind look on her face.

"Auntie Wang, you don't need to clean here today. You can go back."

"Okay, okay, young master, you are busy." After saying that, Aunt Wang took her things and left tremblingly.

As he walked, he muttered quietly, "I was so scared. When I opened the door, I suddenly saw the young master standing in the dim corridor with an expressionless face.

Marshal Lin Ye is really something today, laughing in a weird way.

Luckily, the old lady didn’t have a heart attack, otherwise I would have been scared to death.”