Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Zhan Jingyi smiled and said, "I did see him at Qingcheng Airport before. It seemed that there was a woman with him at that time."
"Oh, that's right. At that time, the child was going to Qingcheng to seek medical treatment accompanied by his sister, but the treatment was ineffective. After returning from Qingcheng, his condition quickly worsened."
Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "What is his main disease?"
Mr. Zhou rubbed his face vigorously and then said softly: "I dare not fall asleep. As soon as I close my eyes, I will dream of demons. In the dream, he will experience various tortures, which will make him physically and mentally exhausted and miserable!"
Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Zhan Jingyi was obviously stunned for a moment.
Mr. Zhou continued in a calm tone: "So he had no choice but to stay up, but people always need sleep. The long-term lack of sleep has caused him to be on the verge of mental collapse. Recently, he has self-mutilated, so I just Lock him up here."
Speaking of this, Mr. Zhou's tone was full of sadness, and he was obviously unable to speak any more.
"This dream seems not simple, to torment a good person like this..."
Listening to Mr. Zhou's words, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but sigh softly. No wonder this man is so crazy. Someone who doesn't sleep for a long time must have a very hot temper.
Mr. Zhou continued: "At the beginning, he had a nightmare, dreaming that he was in a town and met a demon. Although he tried hard to escape, he was eventually killed by the demon. When he woke up, he remembered the dream The scene was still fresh in his memory, but after all, it was normal to dream while sleeping, so he didn’t think much about it and just told the scene in the dream as a joke..."
"But what none of us expected was... soon, he would dream about that demon for a week, and he would be killed in his dreams continuously, causing him to feel pain all over his body when he got up every day, and he began to have symptoms of chills, even in the middle of summer. Wearing thick clothes, he didn't even dare to sleep, but when he couldn't hold on, after falling asleep..."
"The demon appeared again and killed him in the most vicious way in his dream, causing him unspeakable suffering. It seemed that as the number of times he was killed increased, in reality, he also began to engage in self-destructive behavior. If we hadn't kept a close eye on him, I'm afraid he would have killed himself long ago."
…
In Mr. Zhou's pause-and-stop narration, Zhan Jingyi had basically understood the situation.
Then he nodded sympathetically, indicating that Mr. Zhou did not need to continue talking.
Zhan Jingyi turned his head, a golden light flashed in his eyes, turned on his mental vision, and then looked at the young man seriously.
He knew why Mr. Zhou was willing to pay for him to come here. In terms of experience in dealing with this kind of thing, he was only a newcomer. In terms of ability, he was probably not as strong as other mutants.
And if it comes to theoretical knowledge about advent pollution, any researcher in the 502 Research Group might know more than he does, so why would he want to find himself?
Zhan Jingyi believes that this is where his value lies. For example, under his mental vision, he can directly see monsters that appear due to mental changes...
Therefore, Mr. Zhou didn't need to remind him. He activated his mental vision and looked carefully.
However, after looking at it for a long time, it seemed that there was nothing strange about this young man.
If it was strange, it was that he really lacked sleep, and his whole expression felt a little dazed!
"Mr. Zhan Wang, what did you...find?"
Seeing Zhan Jingyi constantly looking at the young man, Mr. Zhou was even more nervous than him, worried and a little expectant.
Zhan Jingyi didn't reply immediately, but looked at it carefully for a while before slowly shaking his head.
Seeing him shaking his head, Mr. Zhou's face immediately looked a little pale.
Zhan Jingyi thought about it for a while. It seemed that he could not see the specific situations when he saw mental monsters several times before. At least he could only see them when the other party took action.
so……
After frowning slightly, Zhan Jingyi said, "Can he still communicate?"
"communicate?"
Mr. Zhou was obviously stunned, and then said: "He hasn't slept for a long time, and his mind is a little confused now, so... I'm afraid he can't communicate normally."
If there is no way to communicate normally, how can we get him to act?
Zhan Jingyi thought for a while and said, "Then let him out..."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou was stunned, looked at him deeply, and said: "Not only does he commit self-harm, but he is also very aggressive. If you let him go, he may hurt you..."
Zhan Jingyi nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm pretty good..."
Looking at Mr. Zhou's worried eyes, Zhan Jingyi smiled and patted his waist and said, "And I have a gun!"
Mr. Zhou glanced at him with a strange expression, and after a while he said: "It won't happen if you shoot...but why let him go?"
"Since he has sleep problems, I need him to fall asleep before I can find out what's wrong. But since he can't communicate, I can only...knock him out."
…
After hearing his words, Mr. Zhou fell into deep thought. Finally he gritted his teeth and approached the iron box with a cane. He took a deep breath and reached out to press a button on the iron box.
Suddenly, all the straps binding the young man in the iron box immediately retracted into the box.
At the same time, the iron door of the iron box suddenly opened.
"Hehe..."
The young man Zhou Zheng's body, which had been twitching all the time, suddenly lost the restraints of the belt and fell to the ground.
After falling to the ground, he reacted very slowly, as if he was in a deep sleep and didn't get up for a long time.
After a period of struggle, he still got up. He stepped on the marble floor with his bare feet and staggered as if he was drunk. His eyes were bloodshot, giving people a very strong feeling of weirdness.
Especially, when he looked at Zhan Jingyi, his pupils didn't seem to change at all.
The young man stood there. After a long time, his pupils slowly shrank and became focused. It was only then that he looked a bit like a living person.
His eyes just glanced and fell on Zhan Jingyi. His bloodshot eyes were becoming brighter red, as if blood would flow out of his eye sockets at any time, which was shocking.
The next moment, he suddenly let out a cry like a wild beast, his expression became distorted, and he rushed towards Zhan Jingyi desperately, opening his hands vigorously.
"Mr. Zhan Wang, be careful..."
Mr. Zhou suddenly became anxious and hurriedly shouted subconsciously.
Zhan Jingyi, on the other hand, just frowned and looked at the young man rushing towards him, but he sat firmly on the sofa without moving in a hurry.
It wasn't until the young man was about to pounce in front of him that Zhan Jingyi suddenly reached out and hooked the stool next to him.
"Crack!"
The young man pounced too hard, and he was so dazed that he didn't pay attention to the stool under his feet. He tripped and fell to the ground, falling solidly.
Mr. Zhou said "ah" and couldn't help but look at Zhan Jingyi.
After the young man fell, he was a little confused for a while. He had not slept for many days, and his physical strength was very poor. He climbed up several times in a row without getting up.
At this time, Zhan Jingyi suddenly stood up and reached out to hold his back. Although the young man struggled violently, he couldn't turn over even with all his strength.
Seeing that he had controlled the young man, Zhan Jingyi suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, which made Mr. Zhou feel nervous and stood there with trembling lips.
The next moment, Zhan Jingyi hit the young man on the back of the head with the handle of his gun. The blow was neither light nor heavy.
But just this time, the young man suddenly became much more honest, and slowly lost his resistance, leaving only the occasional twitching of his limbs.
Soon... the young man began to breathe steadily and seemed to fall asleep.
It was only then that Zhan Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and looked at the sleeping young man.
As the young man fell asleep, Zhan Jingyi felt that there seemed to be a strange energy fluctuation in his body.
It looked like there was something going on. Zhan Jingyi made no other moves and just stared at the young man silently. Soon, a trace of black air suddenly appeared from the young man's head.
As the amount of black energy increased, traces of traces combined together on the top of the young man's head, vaguely outlines the shape of a face.
At this moment, a black face with simple lines appeared in the air, its mouth opened, as if facing Zhan Jingyi, showing a strange smile.
The next moment, streaks of black energy turned into twisted little snakes in the air, rushing towards Zhan Jingyi.
