[Quick Transmigration] Like magic

Hu Yao traveled to the United States, and his current identity is the director of a mental hospital.

This psychiatric hospital is very special, and all the people detained here are criminals with mental illness.Because of mental illness, these heinous criminals were not sentenced to death.

Hu Yao secretly despised it. Sure enough, laws all over the world are the same, and a criminal can be exonerated with a mental illness certificate.

But in this mental hospital, Hu Yao will let these people feel the power of love and justice.

One day, the police escorted an extremely dangerous criminal Hannibal here, and Hu Yao learned from them that this patient has a quirk of cannibalism.

Hu Yao was puzzled. According to the style of the American police, this kind of criminal was likely to be shot to death during the arrest process. It was incredible that he was sent to a mental hospital safely.

The police shrugged, the laws of the United States are so embarrassing.

Hu Yao despises, if Hannibal kills the relatives of a congressman, believe it or not, he will "suicide" in the hospital and die the next day?

The cop laughed, Hannibal wouldn't do something stupid like that.

Hannibal was imprisoned in a small room. He didn't look as hysterical as other mental patients. With an elegant and delicate smile on his face, he looked like a medieval nobleman.

Hannibal would smile kindly at everyone, and some administrators complained to Hu Yao in private, saying that Hannibal wanted to eat their livers with broad beans.

Hu Yao raised her eyebrows, it's time for Hannibal to feel the power of love and justice.

One night, Hannibal was brought to the dean's office. He observed the surrounding environment all the way, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In the office, Hannibal saw the dean here. The dean had a smile on his face. Hannibal claimed to be an expert in psychology, but he couldn't understand what the dean wanted to do.

But these are not important anymore, Hannibal has already conceived a perfect escape route in his mind.He was sitting on the chair opposite the dean, suddenly violently grabbed the pen on the desk and inserted it into the dean's temple.

The dean died silently, Hannibal despised these idiots in his heart, and felt superior to his own wisdom.

Hannibal successfully escaped from the mental hospital according to the route he wrote down.The outside air was a little damp and cold, Hannibal didn't know where he was, he was brought here blindfolded.

But he escaped from the heavily guarded mental hospital, so what is this little difficulty?Hannibal walked towards a bright direction, and suddenly there was a "click, click" sound under his feet.

With the help of the faint reflection, Hannibal could clearly see that the ground was full of white skeletons, and if he was not careful, he would step on one of them.

The cannibal Hannibal is naturally not afraid of this kind of thing, he just feels strange, why are there so many skeletons on the periphery of the mental hospital?

Hannibal turned to look at the cage he had just escaped from, but he could only vaguely see the outline of the building under the night.

A trace of anxiety and uneasiness arose in Hannibal's heart, and he quickly walked towards the brightly lit place, and there was the sound of cracking skulls under his feet.

After walking for about 10 minutes, there were less and less skulls on the road, but Hannibal saw a very strange scene in the light.

A lot of people sat in a big circle next to a fire on the side of the road, as if someone was talking constantly there.

The fire was very bright, but Hannibal couldn't see their faces clearly. Hannibal was not a normal person, and his heart was so twisted that he was not frightened by this slightly weird scene.

It was getting darker and darker, and there was no other light source except this fire.

Hannibal walked to the circle surrounded by the crowd, and politely greeted someone behind his back: "Hello..."

The man turned around slowly, and said softly to Hannibal, "Do you want to play games with us?"

Hannibal found the face somewhat familiar.

There was no heat in the bright firelight, and Hannibal wanted to say that he was just asking for directions, not playing a game with them.

A slightly hoarse voice entered Hannibal's ears: "Come and play the game with us, you can go out from here if you win."

Hannibal turned around and quickly left here. These people are too weird, and they are probably some cult religious madmen. It's better not to get in touch with them.

There was a crunching sound of skull cracking under his feet, which brought some bad memories to Hannibal's heart.

Hannibal thought of his sister Misha, who the bandits divided and ate Misha in order to survive.

The young Hannibal was traumatized because of his sister, but luckily his uncle's family picked him up in time.

It's a pity that the good life didn't last long. His uncle was murdered by the butcher in the town. This incident once again aroused the shadow in Hannibal's heart.

That was the first time he killed someone. In order to avenge his uncle, he brutally killed the butcher and bit him.

Hannibal found those who participated in the murder of his sister one by one, and killed them all one by one.But Hannibal, who has completed his revenge, has been completely distorted into a murderous demon.

A gust of cold wind pulled Hannibal away from his memories, and the sound of broken skeletons under his feet was very similar to the sound of his sister's bones being chewed.When I looked up, I saw many people forming a circle around the fire.

The cold wind made Hannibal shiver, what the hell is going on, did he get lost and come back?

Hannibal walked towards the group again, the fire in the crowd seemed to be dimmed, and he heard someone telling ghost stories.

There were a lot of people here, and Hannibal was surrounded by them unconsciously.

The people around told ghost stories one after another, and the firelight became dimmer with each story.

A strange feeling rose in Hannibal's heart. There was nothing normal about the dark night, the deserted streets, and the crowd telling ghost stories around the firelight.

Resisting the urge to kill, Hannibal asked the people next to him where this is and what are they doing?

The shoulders of the people around him trembled, and their bodies tremblingly turned to Hannibal.

Hannibal, who had killed countless people, was frightened by his face. It was a swollen and rotten face, and his facial features had been completely displaced. He didn't know what kind of voices came out of his mouth to answer Hannibal's question.

Hannibal gasped, and when he came back to his senses, he saw all the people around him staring at him in unison.

Hannibal wanted to leave, but he was surrounded by people and there was no way he could retreat.

A voice came from the crowd: "It's your turn to tell the story..."

Cold sweat has already wet Hannibal's back. He is a psychologist and a firm materialist, but everything in front of him is beyond his cognition.

The people around saw that he refused to tell the story for a long time, and all of them became grim, and the skin on their faces began to fall off piece by piece.

A little girl's voice suddenly came: "Brother, tell a story quickly, if you can't tell it, you will be thrown into the fire as fuel..."

Hannibal saw his younger sister Misha. Misha's body was like a rag doll sewn piece by piece, and a piece of flesh would fall off every step she took.

Hannibal let out a scream and was about to rush out of the crowd.The people around laughed and grabbed his hands and feet, slowly lifted him up, and walked slowly towards the fire.

Their movements were slow, but Hannibal still felt the heat of the flames.

Hannibal was thrown into the fire amidst laughter, and the dim light of the fire suddenly became brighter, and the rotten faces around him returned to normal.

Hannibal, who was covered in flames, finally saw the faces of those people clearly, all of whom were eaten by him.

When Hannibal saw his sister's bright smiling face, the secret hidden in his heart was instantly revealed. He also relied on his sister to survive that cold and hungry night.

Hannibal was gradually reduced to ashes in the flames. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting in the office of the director of the mental hospital. The director still had that inexplicable smile on his face.

The pain of being burned by the fire just now was so real, with a drop of cold sweat on Hannibal's forehead, he could only find an explanation for this situation - he had been hypnotized since he stepped into the office.

As a good psychologist, this is a great shame!

Hannibal picked up the pen on the table again, killed the dean, and then fled here calmly.

The outside world does not have those skeletons and strange people, Hannibal laughed, he was indeed hypnotized.

A woman's voice suddenly came: "Brother, why didn't you notify me to pick you up after you were discharged from the hospital?"

Hannibal turned around and saw a woman with a familiar face talking to him with a smile.

This is his sister Misha, Hannibal had imagined countless times, if Misha grows up safely and healthily, it must be like this.

Hannibal felt cold in his heart, he clearly remembered that Misha was dead, could this be hypnosis again?Or a double dream?

Otherwise it is impossible to explain why Misha looks exactly like his imaginary sister.

Misha wanted to continue talking, but Hannibal ignored him and turned back the same way, only to find miraculously that the place he just came out of was just an ordinary hospital, not a mental hospital.

There was a commotion in the hospital, and Hannibal, who turned back the same way, was arrested on suspicion of killing the dean.

Hannibal was sentenced to prison.Until he put on the prison uniform, Hannibal didn't notice anything unusual, the dream seemed real.He is not a murderer, he has a happy family and a lovely sister, but all of this was ruined because he killed the director of the hospital.

During his sentence, Hannibal wondered countless times whether the ogre was just a figment of his imagination, and the current him was real.

Hannibal did not escape from prison, and served his sentence honestly, and his sentence was reduced for good behavior.On the day he was released from prison, he saw his parents, his sister, his uncle and aunt, and Hannibal burst into tears, even if it was fake, let him yearn for this warm feeling.

Hannibal was hit by a car when he was walking towards them, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the strange smiling face of Mr. Hu, the dean of the mental hospital.

Hannibal's brain froze for a second, and he immediately realized that this was probably still a dream.

The memories of happiness and sweetness and cruel killing kept rolling in Hannibal's head. An angry Hannibal picked up the collar of the dean in front of him and asked him what he wanted to do!

The dean pressed a button, and a group of security personnel rushed in. Hannibal accidentally knocked his head while arguing with them, and died.

Hannibal's consciousness gradually fell into darkness, thinking silently in his heart, this time should not be a dream, after all, he is going to die.

Unexpectedly, Hannibal opened his eyes again, and found that he was in the small room where he was imprisoned.

Hannibal couldn't be sure of the reality of this world, so he escaped from prison and went around killing people, but obviously he couldn't find anything strange.

A few months later, Hannibal was shot and killed by the police, and when he woke up, he was still in the same small room where he was held.

Hannibal was lost in thought.

……

"Another crazy one." The mental hospital staff looked at Hannibal and said with a sigh.

Another staff member said contemptuously: "They are all criminals, and this is not a place for them to recuperate!" A group of scumbags who do all kinds of crimes, if they are crazy, they will go crazy.

Hu Yao has already planned to resign. It is too boring to torment these criminals with multiple illusions. Most people start to doubt life after experiencing multiple illusions, and eventually lead to madness.

What is the difference between a fantasy with 100% similarity and reality?Besides, every time they die badly, it's no wonder these people don't go crazy.

After resigning, Hu Yao kindly dispelled the illusions on these criminals.

When Hannibal woke up, he found himself still in the same small room where he was held.

A staff member shouted: "He's back to normal!"

Immediately someone came over to record Hannibal's situation.

Hannibal knew from their conversation what had happened to him that some time ago he had gone mad for unknown reasons.Now I'm awake again.

Hannibal is very calm. He has experienced this opening more than once, and it seems that he is still in a dream.

A female FBI agent found Hannibal, wanting him to help arrest the skinned murderer Bill.

Hannibal readily agreed, and escaped successfully.

According to Hannibal's experience, he would die miserably in every dream. In the previous dreams, Hannibal had already taken the initiative, and every time he died because of the catastrophe caused by himself.

How should I die this time?Hannibal hesitated.

A few years later, Hu Yao, who was on vacation somewhere, suddenly heard that there were many large-scale terrorist incidents in the United States, and tens of millions of innocent people died in this disaster.

Dozens of terrorist organizations simultaneously claimed that they were responsible for these terrorist attacks.

The media quickly exposed the organizers of these attacks, and photos of Hannibal and a group of mentally ill people circulated on the Internet.

Hu Yao didn't expect that this group of people could make such a fuss and make such a big news.

Terrorist attacks still occur frequently in the United States, and countless Americans want to immigrate to safer foreign countries.

The President of the United States declared that foreign forces must be involved in these terrorist incidents. If they continue, they will launch nuclear bombs and everyone will die together!

The world fell into a political see-saw pattern, which gradually subsided until Hannibal and others were all killed.

Hannibal was beaten into mud by random guns. Before he died, he was still thinking about what method he should use to destroy the world when he woke up again.