Chapter 68

Chen Fei finally figured out what the other person wanted. He pointed at himself and tentatively asked, "You want to hypnotize me?"

The young psychologist said somewhat dejectedly, "Exactly! Only in a hypnotic state can we get the most genuine answers."

Adults have deep and complex thoughts, often guarded and wary. Only through hypnosis can we strip away various distractions and illusions, ultimately reaching the core of their true selves.

Li Bai, a top hypnotist known as the "Great Demon Lord" in the industry on Blue Star, was very confident in his skills. If one snap didn't work, then two would.

However, the usually infallible hypnosis unexpectedly failed on the other person, leaving him both shocked and disheartened.

Unless the other person was a rock, a piece of wood, or steel, there should have been some effect. But even with the use of his most powerful hypnosis tools, there was no response at all, not even a hint.

This was completely unscientific!

Don't ask if hypnosis is scientific; it is scientific!

"Want to try again?"

Chen Fei didn't really mind.

He had never been hypnotized before and was somewhat curious about the experience.

"Let's try again!"

The psychologist, Li Bai, became serious and focused.

He gestured to the woman in the blue robe behind him.

"You come!"

His hypnosis techniques were learned through practice, primarily through induction.

The woman in the blue robe, however, was naturally gifted and didn't need any induction. She went straight for the core, in a rather wild and brutal manner.

"Look into my eyes!"

The woman in the blue robe came in front of Chen Fei, leaned down, and spoke in a mesmerizing voice.

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Chen Fei seemed to see her pupils turn from black to gold, then crack and shimmer with golden light.

The woman in the blue robe softly asked, "What do you see?"

The unusual eye color could draw a person into an endless illusion, a bizarre and surreal world.

"Danaizi!"

Chen Fei really didn't want to lie, as the two crescent-shaped white spots were almost touching his face, definitely the kind that the big bear Chekhov liked.

As soon as he spoke, a chill ran down his spine, his hair stood on end, and his muscles tensed involuntarily.

He didn't know what was happening, but he felt something was off. He thought he should leave immediately or be on high alert, preferably with a gun.

"Stop!"

The psychologist quickly pulled back the almost enraged woman in the blue robe and gave Chen Fei an annoyed look for speaking the truth.

The other girl, who was taking notes, covered her mouth and laughed, clearly focusing on the wrong thing.

The psychologist, Li Bai, waved his hand in front of Chen Fei and said, "Chen Fei, you're not hypnotized, right?"

"Uh! I don't know!"

Chen Fei had never been hypnotized before and didn't know what it felt like.

Maybe he was hypnotized, maybe not; he couldn't tell.

"You're probably not. What did you see?"

The psychologist, Li Bai, carefully observed Chen Fei's micro-expressions and body language.

Although his usual hypnosis techniques were ineffective, some small tricks still worked.

"Your eyes turned gold, then they cracked, and then" Chen Fei hesitated for a moment and honestly said, "Danaizi!"

The headlights were too blinding; it was hard not to notice. Drivers, please be aware: when two cars meet, do not use high beams.

The woman in the blue robe was angry again, but the other girl held her back. She could only make a throat-slitting gesture at Chen Fei, scaring him so much that the same terrifying feeling came back.

They were supposed to go to kindergarten, but the destination turned out to be a direct highway to the crematorium.

"Alright, you can go!"

The psychologist, Li Bai, shook his head. Since his hypnosis and the woman's natural abilities were ineffective, others would likely have no better luck.

In a way, this was a good thing.

If someone tried to use psychological techniques on this young man, they would fail to get any valuable information. It would be more effective to use physical torture or threaten his loved ones, but using such violent methods on a citizen of the world's top sovereign power would be like an old man eating arsenic—tired of living.

The consequences would be too severe, even for a general sovereign nation to bear.

Chen Fei was sent out, completely confused.

The young psychologist was worried that if he stayed any longer, he might start a fight with the woman in the blue robe.

Number 75, LSP Chekhov, saw Chen Fei come out of the consultation room with a bewildered look and curiously asked, "Hey! Rookie, what did they ask you?"

Chen Fei looked up and down at the big bear and suddenly said, "They didn't ask anything, Squad Leader, is your life insurance high enough?"

"The maximum is 50 million star coins. What's up?"

This time, it was Chekhov's turn to be confused.

"Oh! That's enough!"

Chen Fei nodded and walked away.

50 million star coins in compensation, no problem!

"???"

Chekhov, the big bear, was even more puzzled.

He scratched his head, looking at Chen Fei's back, wondering what it meant.

Five minutes later, at the 911 Air Base, Squadron Leader Chekhov Leonidovich Ivanov, a major, stripped off his clothes as he ran, ending up in just his underwear, and danced his bear dance on the main runway, shouting loudly.

"Ding ding ding ding ding! Ding ding"

It was Swan Lake, no, it should be Bear Lake!

Everyone at the air base was stunned.

"Indeed!"

When Chen Fei, who was also startled, saw the agile and nimble bear on the main runway, he couldn't bear to look.

A surefire social death scene!

As a member of the "True Fragrance" squadron, what else could he do but quietly take out his old camera and start recording video?

Pluck the flowers while they bloom, don't wait until they wither.

Persuade you not to cherish the golden robe, but to cherish your youth.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Even the usually expressionless mechanic Xiao Ming was dumbfounded.

"Almost, it's coming!"

Chen Fei muttered softly after recording a long segment.

He vaguely understood why the two female pilots in the "True Fragrance" squadron were both type A.

For the next three days, he didn't see the big bear Chekhov again.

Manager Hana deducted the squadron leader's monthly bonus for indecency.

The big bear, locked in the detention room, occasionally smacked his lips and muttered to himself, "Nice!"

This was a good deal!

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