My Identity Becomes Increasingly Abnormal

Chapter 6 – Man's merit

"Ah...you're pretty badass."

Instantly losing the desire to talk to the other person, Chen Yu turned his head to the television, waiting for the local news program to replay.

But the short criminal continued to babble, "Both are crimes, but rape is the most despised in prison and you'll definitely get beaten up. Right, young man?"

Chen Yu: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Do you regret it?" The short criminal lectured his companion, "Will you dare to do it again in the future?"

"I won't dare." The companion criminal trembled.

"Do you know fear now? What happened to your arrogance before?" The short criminal was smug, looking at the duty officer, "Comrade, aren't rapists at the bottom of the prison hierarchy?"

The duty officer had no expression, took a sip of tea and said, "They're all prisoners, why differentiate between them? Whether they get bullied or not inside has nothing to do with what crime they committed."

"You're still inexperienced, comrade." The short criminal clicked his tongue, "You've obviously never been locked up."

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The duty officer: "..."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the short criminal continued to speak in slang for a while before shutting up.

Chen Yu was finally able to watch TV quietly.@@@@

About half an hour later, the noon program began to broadcast. He successfully saw himself on the screen.

This made him nervous.

The local TV station's director actually made material about him into "Approaching Science"!

"Why is a teenage boy involved in a murder case?"

"Is future tragic death unchangeable?"

"Is all of this fate's arrangement? Or is it the loss of humanity? Or is it self-directed and self-acted?"

"Duang!" (Chen Yu's close-up, accompanied by drumming, the picture in black and white.)

"The two words 'dead body,' simple and straightforward, are like an unshakable curse, making the boy unable to break free. Making the police helpless..."

"Can experienced and responsible police officers save this innocent and vibrant life from the hands of the Grim Reaper?"

"All of this is in Qing City TV's special noon news program - 'Death by Destiny'..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Yu: "Fing hell."

So according to this logic, the police station and the TV station should also think the same way...

It's just that their goals are different.

"..."

"..."

"Wait a minute, if that's the case..."

Chen Yu suddenly looked up, and a sense of crisis surged in his heart.

"Creak..."

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open.

The policewoman stuck half of her head out and observed Chen Yu for a few moments, saying, "Um, the hospital contacted us this morning and said that when the doctors consulted your medical report, they found some problems. They suspect you may have a rare disease."

"..." Chen Yu asked back, "So, I have to undergo a whole day of physical examination again, right?"

"Uh...yes, in addition to that, there are also two small minimally invasive surgeries." The policewoman cautiously said, "Painless, very fast, and the bureau leaders have agreed."

"Have I agreed? Fing Hell, are you guys trying to fleece me alone?!" Chen Yu was furious, slapped the table, and shouted, "Let me out! I want to go home!"

...

"Are you still going home?"

In the afternoon of the same day, in the operating room of the Second People's Hospital of Qing City.

The dean, who held the title of "Doctoral Supervisor of Medical University; Authority Expert; National Academician; Vice President of the Second People's Hospital of Qing City", held a syringe filled with sedative and said gently to Chen Yu.

"No, I'm not going back." Chen Yu smiled and lay quietly on the operating table, "You can put down the anesthetic first."

"Okay." The dean put down the sedative and explained to Chen Yu patiently, "Don't be too nervous, young man. For your health, we just need to take a little tissue for pathological examination. We need to rule out any possibility of illness."

"Okay, I'll believe whatever you say." Chen Yu restrained his smile, "Anyway, I want to watch your operation soberly. Don't play any tricks."

"Okay." The dean suppressed his joy and, with the help of his assistant, checked the surgical gown and sterile gloves on his body, "Young man, have you heard a saying? Scars are the most important merit for men. Where do you want to leave this 'merit'?"

"On my foreskin, is that okay?" Chen Yu asked.

The dean: "..."All the doctors in the operating room: "..."

Dean: "...Alright."

Chen Yu: "Leave a deeper scar."

Dean: "No problem."

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