Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 When Du Wei's voice landed, Hannibal on the other side looked a little confused.

　　 He was very puzzled.

　　 It is clear that this situation has come, why this man is so confident, is it because he thinks he will win?

　　 But this is impossible.

　　 Then.

　　 Hannibal smiled and said, "Mr. Du Wei, you have no chance, have you?"

　　 Du Wei smiled faintly: "I don't think so."

　　 Hannibal shook his head. Even if he is eager to see the same kind, there is a difference between the same kind.

　　 What's more, both of them are masters in psychology.

　　 Although it is said that Du Wei's psychological knowledge is going to be more extreme, there must be a contrast.

　　 Hannibal stretched his hands into his pockets and took out an old pocket watch and a pistol.

　　 "Look, I can kill you at any time, but you can't."

　　 "Mr. Du Wei, you were deceived by me. The harm your pistol did to me is minimal."

　　 As he said, he threw the pistol directly to Du Wei.

　　 "The bullet is full, you can try."

　　 heard this.

　　 Du Wei smiled thoughtfully, and after taking the pistol, he played with it and pulled the trigger at Hannibal.

After a shot of 　　咚.

　　 The bullet sank directly along Hannibal's eye socket and penetrated his skull.

　　 But Hannibal's expression has not changed, always with a faint smile.

　　 Visible to the naked eye.

　　His injury recovered directly.

　　 Seeing this, Du Wei had to put the pistol away, nodded slightly, and asked: "So what are you going to do next? Hypnotize me?"

　　 Hannibal picked up his pocket watch and said with a smile, "You guessed it, but unfortunately there is no reward."

　　 He stared at the pocket watch in Hannibal's hand, his eyes getting more and more weird.

　　 What a coincidence.

　　 He also lied to Hannibal.

　　 It doesn’t matter whether the pistol and the evil spirit coin can kill him.

　　 The most important thing is that this plan has been proceeding in an orderly manner until now.

　　 Hannibal thought, but he thought.

　　In the case of asymmetric information, anyone will make mistakes.

　　 Therefore, he will always follow the plan.

　　 This is called the superior mentality.

　　 And Hannibal is exactly this kind of person. He despises life and separates himself from humans. He even thinks that there is only one "person" in this world, and other people are just livestock to be slaughtered to him.

　　 At this time.

　　 Hannibal also started "hypnosis".

　　 When there were problems with the surrounding mirrors, the two of them kept looking at each other instead of looking at those mirrors.

　　Hannibal had the intention, because he didn't bother to lie to his own kind. Only the correct words can make the most perfect lie.

　　 The murder mechanism of the mirror evil spirits he said was not concealed from Du Wei at all.

　　Because he knows that people like Xiang Duwei, it is impossible to believe his own words, but he will definitely incorporate this factor into his thinking analysis.

　　 But Du Wei did not look in the mirror, but looked at him on purpose.

　　In his eyes, Hannibal was already dead.

　　The plan has entered the next stage.

　　 Let the mirror evil spirit stare at him, and at the same time turn on the face-changing mechanism to wake up the evil spirit Du Wei.

　　 Of course... he also needs Hannibal to be watched by the evil spirit himself.

　　Hannibal's voice is soft.

　　 He flicked his pocket watch and shook it in front of Du Wei's eyes, while speaking intermittently in his mouth.

　　 "You used to be a forensic doctor, but now you are a psychologist."

　　 "You can smell the smell of blood on my body, indicating that your professional sensitivity is still there, so you used to be a very good forensic doctor."

　　 "But now you have become a psychiatrist. Let me help you remember your past. It must be a very interesting memory."

　　 "You are wary of everyone, indicating that you have suffered a lot of psychological trauma."

　　 "This has something to do with your forensic experience, right?"

　　 When Hannibal said this, he gave Du Wei a cold smile.

　　 is like the sharpest scalpel, accurately dissecting the dark side hidden in the human heart.

　　 Du Wei's eyes immediately turned cold.

　　 He has not told anyone about the past, including his girlfriend Alex.

　　 Everyone has their own secrets.

　　 Once touched, it will erupt completely.

　　 For this, his attitude is no different from that of the evil spirit Du Wei.

　　 Because they are both Du Wei.

Hannibal noticed the change in Du Wei’s eyes and continued: "Forensic medicine is the last dignity of the dead. It is a great profession. You are not very old, so your experience should be when you were studying. ."

　　 "Because other than that, you are unlikely to have time to give up this career and resume psychology."

　　 "Then let me think about it, what was the unusual experience you encountered when you were in school?"

　　 "The answer is that you have dissected some special corpses, or some people who are important to you died in front of you, but you can do nothing."

　　 Speaking of this, Hannibal's eyes were deep: "Is it your girlfriend?"

　　 Du Wei's expression is indifferent: "You will definitely die."

　　 Hannibal smiled and said, "It doesn't seem to be the case, so let me guess again, is it your brother or your parents?"

　　 He kept testing Du Wei with a joking tone.

　　Even, he did not hesitate to show contempt and disdain in his own words.

　　The purpose is very simple.

　　 made Du Wei angry and let this kind of him expose his essence.

boom……

　　 Du Wei raised his pistol nonchalantly, and smashed Hannibal's mouth.

　　 Blood was splattered.

　　 Hannibal covered his mouth and laughed nervously, but because of his injury, the laughter was very sharp and ferocious, like the neighing of a night owl.

　　 "Oh haha... It seems... I... got it right."

　　 When Hannibal released his hand again, his mouth was already intact.

　　 He stood up excitedly, propped his hands on the tabletop, and looked condescendingly at the man in front of him.

　　 He felt that his own kind was about to wake up.

　　 "How do you feel when looking at the corpse of your loved one? Are you angry? Or is there no fluctuation in your heart?"

　　 "Did you still dissected the corpse of your loved one?"

　　 "Do you hate your weakness?"

　　 The laughter stopped abruptly.

　　 Hannibal licked his lips, glared at Du Wei and said angrily, "You want to kill me? Then what are you waiting for?"

　　 He patted the table fiercely~www.NovelMTL.com~ The noise was dull.

　　 "Come on, kill me."

　　 "Don't let those so-called shackles and so-called rules restrict your will."

　　 "Only the weak will obey the order. Their life is like weeds, the wind and the sun are everywhere, and they are densely boring."

　　 "As long as you want, you can reap their lives fiercely with a sickle, and you can trample on their dignity at will."

　　 "You can even enjoy it."

　　 "So my kind, what are you waiting for?"

　　 Hannibal was almost roaring.

　　 He roared loudly at Du Wei, but his expression was extremely solemn, as if he were doing a noble ceremony.

　　 But Du Wei lowered his head and took out a white mask blankly, with many tiny cracks on the surface, and put it on his face.

　　 Next second.

In the black mirror around 　　, the reflection of Du Wei sitting.

　　 He has one hand on his chin and one hand on his legs. He has an elegant posture and outstanding temperament. Even in such a strange scene, he gives a strong gentleman demeanor.

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