The classroom was quiet. Wang Xinyun stood on the podium and gave her last inaugural lecture.

There were students sitting below who were listening to the lecture. Everyone stared at the blackboard and absorbed the knowledge with all their concentration.

Zhou Ming sat among them, absent-minded.

"Long-term contact with the banned object will contaminate the curse on the banned object. As time goes by, the curse will erode the user's spirit, eventually leading to the user's madness. Once the filtering of the curse exceeds the limit, the psychological evaluation turns red, and then there is no

It’s saved. Please note here, it’s absolutely hopeless!”

Wang Xinyun pointed at the five psychological stages written on the blackboard with a pointer, describing the symptoms that would appear in each psychological stage, and explaining what changes these symptoms represented in the body.

After saying that there was no hope, he paused, smiled, looked gently at the students sitting in the classroom, and asked the first question.

"Now, can any classmate tell me how to detect and deal with this change?"

Random questions again?

Zhou Ming frowned, lowered his head and pretended to take notes seriously.

Wang Xinyun raised her hand to push up her glasses, looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the girl next to Zhou Ming.

"Wang Siyan, please tell us how you usually observe your own mental state. If your mental state changes, how do you deal with it?"

Wang Siyan sighed, stood up with his hands on the table, and said as if reciting a text:

"Log on to the campus website every day, truthfully record your inner thoughts throughout the day, conduct regular before-and-after comparisons, and conduct psychological assessments in accordance with "Classical Psychology." If you find that your psychological changes do not conform to the evolutionary logic of "Classical Psychology," you should

Take the initiative to report personal information to the relevant departments. In addition, if you have symptoms of trance, you should commit suicide in time if necessary."

Wang Xinyun showed a satisfied smile on her face and continued: "So how do you determine whether you have the courage to commit suicide?"

"Regular self-harm."

"Can you show me?"

Wang Siyan took out the switchblade from his pocket, rolled up his sleeves and exposed his fair forearms.

She put the tip of the knife against her arm and cut without hesitation. The blade penetrated the skin and flesh neither deeply nor shallowly. It entered the flesh but did not hurt the muscles and bones. Her movements were as steady as a surgeon's.

A short cut was made on the skin, and blood dripped on the table along the lines of the skin.

A drop of blood splashed on Zhou Ming's face. Zhou Ming wiped away the blood expressionlessly and glanced at Wang Siyan next to him. The other person did not change his expression, and instead of looking at his bleeding arm, he looked towards him.

"What's wrong?" Wang Siyan raised his eyebrows and cast a questioning look at Zhou Ming.

"nothing."

Zhou Ming lowered his head, praying in his heart that he would not be called out. He was not Wang Siyan, and he did not have the courage to stab himself for no reason.

Although the physical functions of people like them are generally much better than normal people, Zhou Ming doesn't want to harm himself yet.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Xinyun smiled and clapped, her eyes almost overflowing with appreciation.

Other students in the classroom also showed expressions of admiration, and the applause gradually rose up like a tide. It was not until the professor raised his hand to signal everyone to stop that the applause gradually weakened.

"What a wonderful display! Now, do you know how to judge whether your self-will is distorted?

Next, I will talk about human rights. As A-class citizens, all students enjoy the highest human rights!

Your lives are more precious than those of Class B and Class C citizens. When encountering danger, you should strictly follow legal priorities when making life choices..."

The classification of human rights... no matter how many times he hears it, it still makes Zhou Ming feel numb.

The criterion for classifying human rights is not money or power, but rather a classification based on an individual's ability to control his or her inner feelings.

In this world, fear and desire will become the food of weirdness, so people who have no fear and no desires are the best candidates to fight against weirdness. The less fearful a person is, the higher the level of human rights in this world.

Without excellent psychological quality, no matter how rich a person is, it is impossible to become a high-class citizen.

"Zhou Ming, is there anything you don't understand?" Wang Xinyun asked standing on the podium.

"No, no." Zhou Ming shook his head.

"I saw that you seemed troubled just now."

"No, I'm just thinking about something. Teacher, I forgot if the law stipulates that in the event of a strange incident, if a citizen like c loses control of his emotions, do we have the right to directly kill a citizen like c?" Zhou Ming said casually what was in his mind.

Several knowledge points.

Wang Xinyun nodded: "Yes, that's right. In order to save more people and prevent weirdness from becoming more dangerous, this emergency measure must be taken when necessary. Please pay attention, students! This is a key knowledge point. If you don't remember it, you may be in trouble in the future.

Die up here!

The "Weirdness Law" stipulates that when weirdness has a high probability of becoming more dangerous, Class C citizens who have lost control of their emotions must be killed.

Attention, it is a must!

Have you noticed the difference here? Only C-level citizens can be killed. The execution process for B-level citizens requires the consent of at least three hermits present."

The sound of rustling notes was heard all around, and Zhou Ming also pretended to be very serious and recorded these twisted knowledge.

Ding dong——!!

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and people in the classroom began to leave one after another as the teacher said goodbye.

Zhou Ming slowly packed up his books and prepared to retreat.

On the podium, Wang Xinyun closed the lecture notes and did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked to Zhou Ming's side.

"Zhou Ming, although you only got second place in this final theory test, your homework records and task resume are perfect.

You did a very good job in the air-raid shelter, and your assessment scores this time were also very good. You are completely a hermit who can stand alone! I can introduce my old friend to you. He is a very good liaison officer and has many people under his command.

There are quite a few hermits." Wang Xinyun said.

"Thank you, teacher. I'll think about it again."

"Okay, think about it slowly."

Wang Xinyun nodded happily, patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder, turned and walked out of the classroom.

Zhou Ming put the book into his bag and sighed.

"Why are you sighing? I'm sighing after finally graduating." Wang Siyan's voice came from beside him.

He turned around and saw that the other party was suturing his own wound with one hand. The simple suture device was a bit like a stapler. It was very convenient to use. With a few clicks, the suture was completed... very rough.

"Teacher Wang, how are you going to refuse?" Wang Siyan asked.

Zhou Ming nodded: "After a while, I will tell you that I have found a contact person."

They made an appointment before going to college. Wang Siyan and Zhou Ming, who have excellent practical skills, will become hermits, while Zhang Wei, who is good at intelligence gathering, will become the liaison officer and be responsible for supporting them.

Whether the liaison officer is trustworthy is related to the life safety of the hermit. Having an absolutely reliable liaison officer is like a soldier having the best body armor.

Therefore, even if Zhang Wei's professional ability is temporarily inferior to those of liaison officers who have worked for many years, Zhou Ming will still choose Zhang Wei.

In fact, before returning to school, Zhou Ming once thought about giving up being a hermit and choosing to work in a clerical position to live a stable life.

Compared with hermits, the working environment of liaison officers and analysts is as safe as ordinary office workers, and they also have a superior social status. Not only can they enjoy the benefits of relevant departments, but their treatment is only slightly worse than that of public security officers and hermits.

Although the students who attend this university chant the slogan of "eliminate weirdness," most of them really want to live a better life for their families.

Therefore, 90% of each graduating class will enter civil service positions, and only 10% will become hermits and police officers.

The reason why Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan chose to become hermits is because Ping Xingyue in this world disappeared many years ago and there is still no news.

Ping Xingyue disappeared while on a mission, and the clues about her are all top secret. If they want to get clues about her, they can only become a hermit.

Zhou Ming felt that Ping Xingyue's disappearance must have played a large role in the original owner's determination to become a hermit.

"Don't forget to have dinner at your house tonight." Wang Siyan raised his injured arm and patted Zhou Ming hard on the back.

Zhou Ming frowned in pain and asked in confusion: "Aren't you afraid of the wound opening?"

"Tch, it's not like you don't know that this little injury will be fine in one night." Wang Siyan raised his eyebrows, "I'm going to your house first. Go and tell Zhang Wei, don't forget it!"

"

"Oh." Zhou Ming nodded.

Wang Siyan flipped his wrist, threw his schoolbag behind his back with one hand, put it in his pocket and walked out of the classroom.

Zhou Ming looked at the other person's leaving figure and thought that this guy was exactly the same as before.

…

At the same time, in another teaching building, there was a man wearing a brown leather trench coat, holding a telescope and observing the classroom where Zhou Ming was. He did not put down the telescope until Zhou Ming picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom.

"How about it?"

Next to the man, a man wearing a silver mask and a camouflage coat asked.

Shi Dalong glanced at the other party and muttered: "It's very normal, there is no sign of losing control at all."

This result made Shi Dalong very confused. He felt that he should not have found the wrong clues.

Two of the three victims of the murder, the gang boss, the retired elementary school teacher, and the landlord of the rental house were closely related to Zhou Ming.

One of the landlords was Zhou Ming's landlord who rented a house outside the wall, and the primary school teacher was once Zhou Ming's class teacher.

The only person who has nothing to do with Zhou Ming is the underworld boss.

However, the time of death of the three people is consistent with the time when Zhou Ming went out to practice social practice. Except for the lack of direct evidence, all clues point to Zhou Ming.

Based on Shi Dalong’s many years of experience and intuition in solving crimes, Zhou Ming should be the murderer without a doubt!

But why doesn't he show any signs of losing control?

"Continue to observe. If you notice signs of loss of control, contact me immediately and I will deal with him." Yin Leng said.
Chapter completed!