Chapter 210 Talent Brainwashing

The deep sea fog surrounded these people and made them fall into fear. They began to show the expressions of normal humans, but Lin Zhongyu on the stage was calm, as if nothing had happened. Even Li Xiaoxiao's body couldn't stop shaking and she grabbed Ye Tingbai's arm.

This is a low-level creature like humans. The spontaneous fear of the deep sea cannot be overcome by willpower. In this case, Lin Zhongyu, who still had no reaction, must be no longer an ordinary person.

Ye Tingbai took the initiative to walk towards Li Zhongyu. These ordinary people were like frightened animals, hiding in the corner. It was not until the two of them looked at each other face to face with a distance of one meter that he had the opportunity to observe the man in front of him carefully.

His hair was very delicate, his facial features were very three-dimensional, and he was a white man. He always had a warm smile on his face, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

Ye Tingbai: "Shouldn't you tell me something?"

Lin Zhongyu smiled and asked back: "What?"

Ye Tingbai knew that the man in front of him was a person who really put life and death aside. Perhaps he also believed in the prison theory. The place where we live is a prison, and everything they suffer is a punishment.

If you think about it carefully, this idea is really very strange, because you can't find direct evidence to overturn it, just as difficult as it is for you to prove that I am me.

Ye Tingbai called the people from the Order Institute and arrested all the people who participated in the worship. After that, it was a routine pollution index measurement. The strange thing is that the pollution index of these people is surprisingly low.

This shows that the spiritual world of these people is extremely stable.

Pollution can be simply imagined as a kind of ubiquitous energy that overflows from the outer gods. Whether a person's spiritual world is stable determines the speed at which you passively absorb pollution. If your spiritual world is cracked, you will even actively absorb the surrounding pollution and produce mutations.

Now that these people's pollution index is so low, it shows one thing, their worldview is complete and self-consistent, without any collapse. This pastor has truly solved the psychological problems of a large number of people. At least in the eyes of these people, they have no problems and are extremely satisfied.

In this regard, it is better than most people in this world. If these people can maintain their state instead of choosing suicide in the end, Ye Tingbai will even consider promoting this church.

Because in this world, whether you are a good person or a bad person, as long as your spiritual world is perfect and self-consistent and does not collapse, there will be no possibility for pollution to take advantage of the situation. What is feared is that a good person does evil, denies himself, and is polluted.

So, successful brainwashing is a very awesome thing.

In an old interrogation room, the ground and walls around it are full of dried blood stains. Lin Zhongyu sits opposite the table, still smiling, and is not afraid of everything around him.

Ye Tingbai holds a stack of information in his hand and flips through it carefully.

"So you have a wife and a daughter?"

Lin Zhongyu's eyebrows twitched, and Ye Tingbai noticed this detail. He immediately began to check Lin Zhongyu's family information.

"Five years ago, she was taken in for treatment by the Psychological Assessment Bureau. The pollution index of both mother and daughter exceeded 35. I am very surprised. Why can you comfort passers-by but not your own family?"

The smile on Lin Zhongyu's face disappeared, but he remained silent. Ye Tingbai put down the information and walked to his side, gently patting his shoulder, but it was this gentle pat that made his shoulder collapse.

Ye Tingbai: "Oh, sorry, I have been a lot stronger recently, and I can't control it."

Lin Zhongyu's face was full of beads of sweat. He was not pretending. He was just an ordinary person, so Ye Tingbai was very curious. Why could he ignore the fear of the deep sea?

"If you don't talk, I think someone else will come to talk to you. You know, we have 10,000 ways to make you immortal but extremely painful, so that you can't go back to the so-called real world."

Lin Zhongyu asked with gritted teeth.

"Do you think what I said is wrong? Isn't such a world a hell?"

Ye Tingbai was a little speechless, because he completely agreed with Lin Zhongyu's point of view. Such a world is indeed like hell, but it is such pain that makes it more real.

"The real beauty is only fantasy, and the real hell, you have never seen it."

Lin Zhongyu sneered, obviously not caring about what Ye Tingbai said.

Ye Tingbai took out a syringe that had been prepared long ago from the table, with a little colorless and transparent liquid in it.

"This is what they gave me. It is said that it will directly stimulate your pain center and keep you awake. Are you sure you don't want to say something to me?"

Lin Zhongyu shrugged his nose and still disdained it. Ye Tingbai didn't be polite with him and directly stabbed the medicine into him from the back of his neck. Ye Tingbai is a very indifferent person. He can be indifferent to people he knows, let alone a passerby.

The people in the Order Office would not lie to Ye Tingbai, but Lin Zhongyu's performance now disappointed Ye Tingbai. He just curled up on the ground and trembled constantly, without even screaming. This person's tolerance for physical pain was so strong that it was frightening.

Now Ye Tingbai could only turn his attention back to his wife and daughter. The more he looked at it, the more interesting it became. His wife turned out to be a nurse in that mental hospital. Then, during a routine inspection one day, the pollution index suddenly soared, and she was directly admitted without even being confirmed by the Psychological Assessment Bureau.

A prison bypasses law enforcement agencies and directly detains prisoners. This is definitely not in compliance with regulations.

Ye Tingbai: "Interesting, have your wife and daughter been framed?"

Lin Zhongyu's eyes turned red when he heard this. He curled up on the ground and endured the pain and roared at Ye Tingbai: "People are dead. What's the point of you saying this now!"

He was right. His wife and daughter were taken in five years ago and must have died long ago. Ye Tingbai seemed to have found a breakthrough and squatted in front of Lin Zhongyu.

"You know something. Maybe your wife and daughter should not die. They were framed by some people, so you have hatred for this place and even despair of this world. Is that what I said?"

Lin Zhongyu is an ordinary person after all. Under such extreme physical pain, he can no longer control his facial expression. Ye Tingbai has basically confirmed his guess.

Ye Tingbai suddenly walked out of the room. Five minutes later, he brought back a mobile phone. He placed the phone in front of Lin Zhongyu. The screen of the phone showed a little girl with lifeless eyes. She hugged her knees with her arms and curled up in the corner.

Lin Zhongyu: "Nana, you are still alive, you are still alive, I am your father!"