My Identity Becomes Increasingly Abnormal

The next day.

Qing City, Hongtukeng Police Station, second floor conference room.

A meeting about "Protecting Chen Yu and Building a Harmonious and Stable Society" is underway.

In addition to the chief and deputy chief of the local police station, the deputy director of the bureau and the local TV filming team are also in attendance.

Chen Yu appears awkward and shy in this grand scene, and he gives a middle finger to everyone.

"Is this all of Chen Yu's medical examination report?" The deputy director, who is sitting in the main seat and has a big belly, flips through the documents in his hand and puts them on the table. He looks around and says, "In other words, we can now confirm that Chen Yu died from either murder or accident."

"Yes." The deputy chief nods. "We also investigated the deceased's social relationships and confirmed that there were no enemies or debts. It can be inferred that accidental death is more likely."

"But I saw that Chen Yu seems to have a history of irritability." The deputy director frowns and looks through the documents again.

"You'd be irritable too if you had a tube stuck up your ass for a day." Chen Yu sits in the corner and grumbles.

The deputy chief: "..."

The chief: "..."

The two male and female police officers: "..."

The deputy director: "...he does seem quite irritable."

"Ahem." Clearing his throat, the deputy director puts down the documents, picks up his tea, takes a sip, and remains silent for a while before speaking, "The deceased had a history of irritability, and we cannot rule out the possibility of suicide. In addition to the necessary protection, we also need to take care of his mental health."

"Okay." The deputy chief nods. "The station will arrange for a psychologist."

"Yes. We must be enthusiastic, determined, patient, sincere, and resolute to maintain the safety of the people!" The deputy director stands up straight, looking serious. "Although Chen Yu has not yet suffered any accidents, we cannot underestimate or ignore this matter. As the police, we not only need to crack down on crime and protect people's safety, but also prevent crime and keep danger away from the people from the beginning!"

"Good!" The chief, who has not spoken for a long time, immediately stands up and applauds enthusiastically.

Everyone in the conference room quickly follows suit.

The media's cameras are focused on the deputy director, and they take photos frantically, almost accompanied by background music.

The meeting ends.

The deputy director shakes hands with Chen Yu and leaves with the chief.

To protect Chen Yu's safety, the deputy chief also expelled the local TV media who wanted to interview him.

In the large conference room, only Chen Yu, the deputy chief, and the two male and female police officers remain.

"Will this be on the news today?" Chen Yu asks.

"Do you want to be famous?" The female police officer is busy organizing the documents. "Don't worry, it will be broadcast tonight."

"Bullshit!" Chen Yu stands up in frustration, hands on hips, and walks around the conference table. "So now everyone knows I'm a 'corpse'?"

The female police officer ignores him and turns to the deputy chief. "Chief, will Chen Yu stay here tonight?"

"You think I'm a fart, don't you?" Chen Yu is about to cry. "Let me go."

He has a premonition that if he continues to be "controlled" by these people, something terrible may happen...

"No." The deputy chief's expression is emotionless. "You can't leave the police station until you are out of danger. The documents from above have arrived, and comrades from the Criminal Investigation Department of the Provincial Department will come this afternoon. You need to cooperate."

"In your eyes, am I not destined to be a 'corpse'?" Chen Yu complains. "What's the point of all this fuss?"

"The future can be changed, what's your attitude?" The female police officer is unhappy. "Our station and bureau have invested so much manpower, material resources, and energy just to save you. Why are you getting more and more impatient?"

"I'm not impatient, I'm..." Chen Yu had something to say but couldn't express it. "How about this, you let me go back home and I'll stay there obediently, I guarantee that the 'corpse' on my head will be gone in a few days."

"I'm afraid that in a few days, you as a 'person' will be gone," the deputy director replied, then got up and left. "It's safer to stay at the station."

Chen Yu: "..."

The meeting room fell silent.

Apart from the sound of the female police officer flipping through documents, you could hear a pin drop.

As for the young male police officer who had originally detained Chen Yu, he had already fallen asleep, curled up in his chair and snoring softly.

Last night, he had guarded Chen Yu all night and was exhausted.

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"Alright, fine."

With a heavy sigh, Chen Yu sat weakly in his chair.

He also knew that everything the station was doing, besides for "achievements," was indeed carrying out their responsibility to protect citizens.

But he didn't need protection at all, did he?

His "appellation" on his head was fake...

"When can I leave?" After a moment of silence, Chen Yu asked again.

"When the 'corpse' on your head disappears," the female police officer replied without looking up.

"Change the appellation then." Chen Yu calculated the date.

His "appellation" changed every month.

Last time, it changed from "unbearably smelly corpse" to "corpse" on the 16th of last month.

"There are four days left."

"...Fuck."

Chen Yu gritted his teeth and resented his neighbor who had reported him.

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He decided that when he went back, he would make the other person a "corpse."

"But..."

With furrowed brows, Chen Yu fell into deep thought.

What would the "appellation" on his head change to in four days?

From the beginning, it was "germ," "ant," "not as good as garbage"...

To now, "corpse."

The pattern was clear.

That was to become better month by month.

Therefore, he speculated that when he changed his appellation in four days, he would at least be a "living creature."

"It's probably 'disabled' or 'paralyzed,'" he thought.

"If that's really the case..."

With this thought, Chen Yu suddenly spoke up, "If it doesn't involve taking lives, you guys aren't so nervous, are you?"

"Right," the female police officer replied without turning around. "If it involves taking lives, it's a major case."

"Understood." Chen Yu felt relieved and relaxed.

"I'll come back and see if I can pull out your prostate." Chen Yu thought of his neighbor next door and instantly gritted his teeth, secretly vowing to get revenge.

He had been waiting for half a year. Clearly, he only needed to stay at home for a few more days until his "appellation" changed, and then he could go out and live a normal life...

"What are you mumbling about?" The female police officer looked up and warned him, "I warn you, you can't harm the informant."

"Is killing them okay?" Chen Yu asked.

"You really don't know what's good for you." The female police officer was displeased and glared at him.

...

Afternoon.

Hongtukeng Police Station.

After being questioned by the criminal investigation department of the province, Chen Yu finally had some free time.

But this free time only lasted for half an hour before the psychologist responsible for emotional counseling arrived.

The station gave up the interrogation room, allowing Chen Yu and the psychologist to talk alone.

"This is a nice environment." Wearing a white coat and with his hands in his pockets, the psychologist, with the appellation of "highly acclaimed chief psychiatrist," naturally sat in the interrogation chair.

"That's my place." Chen Yu spoke up.

"Oh, okay. You sit then."Chen Yu sat down on the "Regret Chair" and glanced at the other party's Title【Chief Psychiatrist】, he sighed and said, "I actually don't have any illness, let's just chat casually."

Upon hearing this, the originally very casual psychologist was taken aback and immediately became serious, took out a small notebook, and sat down opposite Chen Yu.

Chen Yu: "…"

Psychologist: "…"

Chen Yu: "I'm not sick, OK?"

"Uh-huh." The psychologist nodded solemnly.

Looking at the other party's right hand, which was quickly taking notes, Chen Yu felt inexplicably annoyed and slammed the table: "I'm not sick! Fuck!"

"Uh-huh." The psychologist's expression became even more serious.

…