Chapter 49: Beginning - Paradise on Earth
"Doctor, wake up."

"The detective's appointment has arrived."

Wu Xian supported himself on the desk and managed to stand up.

Do not know why.

His body was very tired, his joints ached, and his brain felt dizzy, as if he had read a novel all night and when he wanted to sleep he found it was already noon the next day.

After standing up.

Wu Xian's vision gradually became clear.

The first thing he saw was a painting on the opposite wall with four large characters written on it with a brush.

Never forget.

"Eh... not in Lihentian."

"It seems that in the previous blessed land, being able to worship gods from the beginning is a benefit for novices. After reaching a fixed position, this treatment is no longer available."

Then Wu Xian began to observe the room.

The room was spacious and bright. Light shone in through the transparent glass, making Wu Xian's back feel warm. The air was filled with a faint scent of incense.

The voice that woke him up came from a slim and pretty nurse. She was holding a stack of documents and urging Wu Xian. Her voice was crisp, pleasant, pure and moving.

Wu Xian was shocked.

This blessed land is so earthly?

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
But Wu Xian has no idea of ​​the situation now, so he can only go with the flow for the time being.

The young nurse walked in front, taking Wu Xian to the appointment. Her slender waist twisted lightly, full of youthful vitality, and was extremely pleasing to the eye.

But Wu Xian's attention was not on her.

He is observing.

First he confirmed that this was a psychiatric hospital.

Secondly, through the glass on the road, Wu Xian saw his own image.

His appearance was completely different from his real self. Even the gray coat was gone. He was wearing a white coat with his name on the badge on it.

Xu Ming, attending physician.

Finally, Wu Xian began to think about what the patient he was going to see looked like.

Normally, patients with mental illnesses should come to the doctor's office to treat them, but now Wu Xian needs to take the initiative to find the patient. Perhaps this patient is part of the danger of this blessed land.

Wu Xian began to grope for the Ten Souls Banner in his clothes.

This thing is his only life-saving prop at present, and it must be prepared in advance.

But this touch.

Wu Xian's expression froze.

Not to mention the Ten Souls Banner, even the certificate of ordination for his family members was gone. All that was left was a piece of soft cloth the size of two palms. He took it out and took a quick look, and found that the cloth was actually a fragment of the Ten Souls Banner!

"Something is wrong here!"

According to the rules of the blessed land, the Ten Souls Banner should be in Wu Xian's hands when he entered the field, but now it is in a damaged state from the beginning.

In Wu Xian's eyes, the harmonious and beautiful hospital in front of him suddenly became eerie and ghostly!

Accompanied by Wu Xian's surprise and doubt.

The young nurse opened a door. Wu Xian tiptoed back and forth at the door several times before stepping in nervously.

This is an empty room with no windows and soft rubber installed on all sides. It is more like an interrogation room than a ward. There is a double interrogation table in the front of the room and an iron chair with shackles opposite it.

There were two other people in the house.

One of them should be the inspector who had made an appointment in advance. He was wearing a black uniform similar to the German Third Army uniform. He was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, and his face showed an attitude that he wanted to deal with it casually.

Wu Xian's expression changed slightly. It seemed that this blessed land had a different social system from the real world.

Sitting on the iron chair was a man in a straitjacket.

This man had half-curly hair, a calm and steady expression, and a pair of bloodshot eyes. He had been staring at Wu Xian since he entered the room.

After Wu Xian sat down, he showed a sunny smile.

"Doctor, we meet again."

The inspector kicked the man and punched him: "How many times have I told you that you can only answer questions and you don't have the right to speak casually!"

Wu Xian didn't bother to observe the two people's behavior. He saw something unexpected. A paragraph of text appeared in his eyes.

[Please complete this mental evaluation. You have the right to judge the mental state of this prisoner. If you judge that the prisoner has a mental illness, he will be imprisoned in a special prison for execution. If you judge that the prisoner is mentally normal, he will be executed. ]

[Please concentrate on playing your role and do not do anything beyond the role setting. ]

The font is the same as that on the Certificate of Ordination for Dependents, which means that the Certificate of Ordination for Dependents did not disappear, but was hidden in Wu Xian's consciousness. This passage is the requirement of the Certificate of Ordination for Dependents to himself.

Wu Xian rubbed his forehead in distress.

So, the mode of this blessed land is a role-playing game?

Wu Xian was not opposed to role-playing.

Could you please give me a tutorial at least!

He's just an unemployed vagrant, not a psychiatrist!

Wu Xian doesn’t know how to tell whether a patient has a mental illness or not, and he doesn’t have basic medical knowledge. How should he complete the identification process?

Also, is the judicial identification in this world so crude?
This concerns the life and death of a prisoner, but there is only one doctor responsible for the identification and one detective for supervision. This is too sloppy and frivolous.

"Doctor Xu, we can start now."

The inspector called Wu Xian and sat next to him casually.

"Actually, there's nothing to identify. I know you're not the kind of dirty doctor who takes bribes. It's better to let this scum die early. There's no need to waste energy on him."

Wu Xian asked tentatively: "What is the prisoner's crime?"

"Murder. A family of four, old men, women and children. The method was extremely cruel. The scene was unbearable to watch. However, due to regulations, I cannot reveal the identity information of the murderer and the victim to you."

"Oh."

Wu Xian looked indifferent.

"He's a common murderer. Why did you send him for a mental evaluation?"

The inspector turned to look at the prisoner: "Tell me how you killed someone."

The prisoner looked annoyed and seriously refuted the inspector.

"I didn't kill anyone, I killed evil spirits!"

I heard the word evil.

Wu Xian's mouth curled up.

It finally appeared. This style of painting is normal.

"That old woman was a long-tongued ghost. She tried to strangle me, so I cut off her tongue and chopped off her head while she was rolling on the ground..."

"The younger woman was a slit-mouthed woman with extremely strong vitality. I stabbed her more than ten times before I killed her. Even though she was begging me, I couldn't let her go out and harm others."

"There's also a little ghost who wants to escape, I..."

The criminal described the crime scene very seriously. There were four victims in total, and he described the cause and appearance of death of each person very clearly.

If his words were used to describe people, he would be a cold-blooded murderer.

But if these descriptions are used to describe evil spirits.

Wu Xian felt that he had gone too easy.

A blessed land without evil spirits is a normal blessed land. The peaceful scene just now made Wu Xian feel uneasy, but now he has entered the state.

He thought for a moment and said to the inspector: "I have made an assessment and this prisoner has no mental problems!"

The inspector looked very happy and laughed, patting Wu Xian on the shoulder.

"I told you that you are a good doctor. You will not be unable to see through this man's lies. Now he can't get away with it. The only thing waiting for him is the death penalty!"

Wu Xian signed the appraisal report, picked up the documents and walked to the door. Before leaving, he turned around and said.

"I only said that this person does not have a mental illness, I did not say that he was lying."

The inspector cursed.

Escorting the prisoner out of the interrogation room.

Two shadows first flashed across the iron gate. These two shadows belonged to the inspector and the prisoner.

Then there are three, four, five, six...

　Infinite Pursuit, a grand series!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)