My Identity Becomes Increasingly Abnormal

Chapter 11 – I am a worthy citizen without a doubt!

Time passed day by day.

Three weeks later.

One afternoon.

Chen Yu closed his eyes and relaxed, lying on the wooden bunk, listening to the pure music playing on his phone.

The leader massaged his shoulders, and the swindler massaged his legs.

The inmates from the third and fourth bunks each held a plate of fruit and eagerly fed him whenever he opened his mouth.

It was quite comfortable.

"Ahem. That's enough." Chen Yu swallowed a grape and cleared his throat, waving his hand. "I'm tired of eating these cheap fruits like bananas, grapes, apples, and oranges. Get some durian tomorrow."

"No problem." The leader raised his hand. "Leave it to me. I guarantee they will be the freshest."

"Okay." Chen Yu didn't even open his eyes and nodded in satisfaction. "Good."

"Boss." The inmate from the fourth bunk put down the fruit plate and joined the massage team, asking as he did so, "When are you going to be executed?"

"Motherfer! Who dares to execute our boss?" The leader suddenly became furious and slapped the inmate's face hard. "Who dares to execute our boss?"

After a month, these intelligent inmates had fully understood how terrifying Chen Yu was.

They had their own cell to sleep in at night!

They ate with the prison guards during the day!

Every few days, the heads of the prison system would come and warn these inmates not to bully Chen Yu...

What a formidable background this was!

The leaders in the East Zone speculated that there might be a powerful "superpowered individual" standing behind Chen Yu. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain how the "world's number one serial killer" could be so carefree in prison.

After all, the "title" on everyone's head couldn't be faked!

"Ah." Chen Yu smacked his lips and finally opened his eyes. "You can stop now. Your techniques are not good enough."

"Yes, yes, yes." The bald leader nodded repeatedly. "We'll practice more."

Chen Yu said, "Maybe I just can't enjoy it."

"What... What do you mean?" The leader was confused.

Chen Yu didn't explain. He stood up, stretched his arms and legs, and moved his body.

His title on his head changed every month.

It had been a month since the last change.

So in another day or two, his title as the "world's number one serial killer" would no longer exist.

If he became an "ordinary person," the public security department would have to release him.

"...What a pity." Chen Yu smacked his lips with a hint of regret. He bent down to pick up his phone from the ground, turned off the music, and prepared to leave his cell and take a walk in the prison yard.

"My title changed?" Chen Yu was surprised, "What a coincidence?"

Facing such an infuriating person, the middle-aged police officer suppressed his urge to lash out, gritted his teeth, and tried to stay calm, "Fine. Fine. You're not satisfied with your stay here, right? Good! As long as you abandon your crazy thoughts, behave yourself, and change your title. I can negotiate with the higher-ups to let you come in for a few days of vacation every year."

"Really? That's great!" Chen Yu was delighted.

The color of the title above his head seemed to fade a little bit more...

The middle-aged police officer: "..."

After a long silence, the middle-aged police officer's anger dissipated, and he rubbed his face tiredly.

He now agreed with what the deputy director had said.

This kid indeed had some "mental" issues.

"If you weren't an 'Anticipatory Appellation', I could have shot you several times over!" The middle-aged police officer spat out a sentence fiercely.

"You're right." Chen Yu nodded, "But you're not a prison warden, he said he could kill me over a thousand times."

Two hours later.

All the release procedures were completed.

Communication with the public security and government was also settled.

Holding the stamped documents from the warden, the director, and the secretary of Qing City government office, Chen Yu walked out of the gate of Qing City prison.

The "squeak" sound of the iron gate opening was crisp and pleasant. But Chen Yu was full of regret.

He hadn't had time to say goodbye to his prison mates...

Outside the gate, two familiar faces were waiting.

They were the male and female police officers who had "arrested" Chen Yu.

"Huh?" The female officer was surprised, looking at the appellation above Chen Yu's head, "Reformed?"

"Bullshit!" The middle-aged police officer pushed Chen Yu, "He just wanted to stay in prison. The moment he heard I was taking him out, he got scared and changed his title."

"Ah, this." Chen Yu retorted, "How could I control my own title?"

"You have an 'Anticipatory Appellation', what it changes into is up to you, isn't it?" The middle-aged police officer's face darkened, "I warn you, behave yourself. Your 'Appellation' is anticipatory, although it can't convict you, it can reveal your thoughts and ideas. Once or twice, I can assume it's not intentional. But if it continues, I can only assume you're threatening the police and challenging the law through your 'Title'!"

"The chief is right." The male officer also chimed in, seriously, "You're an innocent citizen, we can correct you, help you. But once we identify you as a troublemaker, I believe you never want to experience our public security measures."

"Anyway, whatever I say is futile." Chen Yu raised his hand, holding up two fingers, "But I swear, I've always been a law-abiding citizen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the title above his head changed on cue.

From "World's Number One Serial Corpse Abuser and Dismemberer" to "Terrorist".

Male officer: "..."

Female officer: "..."

Middle-aged police officer: "...Not done yet, huh."

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