QT- I’m Almost Died
Chapter 237. Giving Him A Taste Of His Own Cruel Medicine
The police officers and soldiers escorting Ma You initially intended to draw their service pistols to intimidate him, but upon hearing his declaration of becoming a vengeful ghost and taking revenge on the world, they were all filled with fear and stopped their actions.
The crowd, who had been cheering for Ma You’s capture, now stared at the billboard with pale faces, their expressions of terror as if they had truly seen a ghost.
Zhou He’s wife hugged their daughter tightly, her voice trembling, “Husband, I’m scared! He…… he might really become a ghost!”
Yes, if even someone like Ma You, with power that science can’t explain, can exist, then ghosts must exist too, right? Teacher Fan is an officially recognized psychic, and isn’t what psychics sense precisely these other-dimensional things? He only said there are no gods in the world, but he didn’t say there are no ghosts!
In other words, if Ma You is indeed sentenced to death, who can guarantee that his ghost would be harmless? He was already so deranged while he was alive, what would he be like after death?
The unknown had become the most terrifying nightmare, gripping the hearts of every citizen. They had wanted to witness this man’s most wretched state upon capture, to hear him weep and plead for his crimes. Only then could their fear and anger be completely quelled.
But now, Ma You’s behavior is completely contrary to everyone’s expectations. He has even put forward an even more terrifying theory, spreading the shadow of terror to deeper and farther corners. Once this sense of terror takes root in the subconscious of the masses, it will be almost impossible to eradicate it.
Suspicion breeds ghosts, even if Ma You didn’t ultimately become a vengeful spirit, he had already taken up residence in everyone’s hearts. Living in such an atmosphere every day, who could study properly, work properly, or live properly?
It’s no exaggeration to say that from today onwards, social order in the capital will teeter on the brink of chaos. At the slightest sign of trouble, people will frantically hoard supplies or flee in droves. They will blame all the disasters on the revenge unleashed by Ma You’s ghost.
If this continues, the city will lose its momentum for development, and this influence will gradually spread to other cities, because everyone knows that ghosts can travel freely through space. Perhaps Ma You is in Beijing today and will be in Tianjin tomorrow……
Although he hadn’t read many books, he inadvertently planted the most vicious and terrifying curse in everyone’s heart!
His words were like a nuclear bomb dropped into the deep sea, triggering not only an explosion, but also lurking tides and tsunamis in the deeper depths.
He was probably the first person in history to destroy a city single-handedly.
Viewers glued to their televisions were terrified, flooding the screen with comments demanding that Ma You be allowed to live. The families of those he had killed were filled with grief and helplessness. If they could, they desperately wanted to tear him to pieces with their own hands, yet they feared the even more horrific consequences that might ensue.
When a tragedy occurs, what is most despairing, besides the fact that the perpetrators cannot be brought to justice, is their lack of remorse. They will not stand up and say a word of apology, so the souls of the victims will never find peace, and their families will never be at peace, their hearts gnawed by anger day and night.
Clearly, Ma You now embodies two of these points, he has incited public anger, panic, and hatred, and the court, considering his outrageous declaration, may very well give him a break. Although he has been arrested, he remains like a thorn deeply embedded in everyone’s heart, removing it will hurt, but leaving it in will hurt even more.
Chief Yan never expected Ma You to be so utterly depraved. They say you won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin, but he showed no remorse even then! This interview has already been broadcast live, causing an extremely negative social impact, and how to mitigate that impact has become a difficult problem. Ma You isn’t even afraid of death, what can they expect to deter him with?
Chief Yan, pressing his throbbing head, gestured for Ma You to be escorted away from New Era Square. Reporters who had initially been eager to interview Ma You now stood rooted to the spot, afraid to pursue him, fearing they would hear even more horrifying statements from him.
What seemed like a favorable situation for the police and the government was ruined by Ma You’s few words. What’s even more unsettling is that his threats weren’t just empty rhetoric or bluster, he genuinely believed he would become a vengeful ghost.
He’s already so powerful while he’s alive, who knows what will happen to him as a ghost? Who dares to gamble? Nobody dares to! So what should they do with him now?
Chief Yan was stunned by Ma You’s flurry of punches and was at a loss when the leaders who had been paying close attention to the case started calling him one after another and gave him two instructions. First, Ma You must be severely punished, otherwise it would not be enough to appease public anger, second, the negative impact of this matter must be minimized, otherwise it would cause social unrest.
Chief Yan readily agreed, but after hanging up the phone, he found himself in a dilemma. He could tell that the leadership still intended to execute Ma You, this was actually what headquarters planned to do all along. Once Ma You was apprehended, the court would immediately put him on trial and he would be promptly taken to the execution ground, a process intended to be broadcast live across all channels.
Only when the public witnesses Ma You being brought to justice can this most horrific and bizarre tragedy in the history of the People’s Republic of China come to a perfect end.
But now, the military and police’s entire plan has been ruined by Ma You’s casual words, to the point that Chief Yan strongly suspects that he, like Teacher Fan and Dr. Song, has the ability to see through people’s hearts, which is why he came up with such a method to protect himself.
But Chief Yan clearly understood Ma You’s thought process from his crazed eyes. He wasn’t talking nonsense, he genuinely wanted to become a vengeful ghost. And now that he had publicly proclaimed this delusion, it was impossible for Chief Yan to mitigate the negative impact on society. The entire capital would be plunged into continuous turmoil because of him. Alive, he was a threat, dead, he would be a nightmare!
Chief Yan wanted to punch Ma You’s face, which looked like a demon, but he also knew that doing so would only highlight the military’s embarrassment and helplessness.
“What should we do now?” He asked Meng Zhong.
Meng Zhong stared intently at Ma You, gritting his teeth as he asked, “Can I kill him?”
Chief Yan waved his hand and sighed dejectedly. Clearly, the police were helpless as well.
Zhuang Zhen pointed to Fan Jialuo and Song Rui, who were standing on the periphery of the crowd, and said confidently, “If you encounter any problems, you can’t go wrong by asking these two. One of them has brains, and the other has methods.”
Chief Yan slapped his thigh, and his worried expression vanished instantly.
Seeing the group of people rushing towards them, Song Rui had already provided a solution before they even had a chance to speak, “If we want to reduce and eventually completely eliminate the social impact caused by Ma You, we only have one way to go right now.”
“Which way?” Chief Yan hurriedly asked.
“We need to interview him again and make him give a full and sincere confession in front of the whole nation, in the most pathetic and helpless state. Only by completely breaking his image as a terrifying demon and making the public realize that he is just an ordinary and vulnerable person can the negative impact he has caused be completely erased. He calls himself a god, so we must pull him down from his pedestal.”
Chief Yan shook his head and said, “But this is exactly what we planned before, yet Ma You ruined it all. Killing a person is like killing a cat or a dog to him. It’s impossible for you to make him realize his mistakes and sincerely repent. If we can’t deter him, he’ll still talk nonsense in front of the camera.”
Suddenly Chief Yan’s eyes lit up, and he asked, “Dr. Song, do you know hypnosis?”
Song Rui shook his head and said, “Hypnosis won’t be very effective on someone whose thinking is completely disordered. The reason he can so ruthlessly kill others is because he lacks empathy and therefore cannot feel the sadness and pain of others. Only by teaching him empathy can he feel guilt, remorse, and self-reproach for his crimes, and only then will he sincerely apologize in front of the camera.”
Chief Yan urged, “Then you should start psychological treatment for Ma You as soon as possible.”
Song Rui smiled wryly and said, “I can’t cure him. Empathy requires long-term training and accumulated learning. It’s a skill that must be cultivated from childhood. Intervening after adulthood is too late, and the effect will be minimal.”
Chief Yan was stunned for a while before saying, “Then why did you say so much before……”
Song Rui pointed to Fan Jialuo standing next to him and chuckled, “I can’t intervene in Ma You’s psychology, but Teacher Fan can.”
Fan Jialuo had already understood Dr. Song’s meaning, and waved his hand, saying, “Let’s go, take me to see those who died unjustly.”
Without a word, Chief Yan led the two to the warehouse where the victims’ bodies were kept. Pushing open two heavy doors, the first thing they saw were rows of mortuary beds and bodies covered with white sheets. In a corner of the warehouse, several forensic doctors were squatting on the floor, rummaging through body parts, piecing them together to form complete human figures, and then sewing them back together. The horrific scene was almost unbearable to witness.
Chief Yan stood still after pushing open the door. Even on the battlefield amidst the roar of gunfire, he had never seen so many severed limbs. He turned his back, took a few deep breaths, and then led the two inside.
Fan Jialuo instructed, “Remove the white sheet from their bodies.”
Chief Yan hesitated slightly, but Song Rui walked over and lifted the white sheets one by one.
Noticing their unusual behavior, the busy forensic doctors quickly stood up and frowned as they looked over. One of the doctors tried to stop them, but another grabbed his sleeve and whispered, “That’s Teacher Fan. He must have a reason for coming to see the body.”
The forensic doctor, whose vision was becoming blurry from being so busy, finally managed to stop.
The forensic doctor who was trying to stop him said again, “Come on, let’s go take a look.”
They removed their rubber gloves and plastic raincoats, hurried over, and upon seeing what Teacher Fan was doing, their curiosity was instantly replaced by astonishment and disbelief. Teacher Fan simply placed his hand over the face of each deceased person, silently sensing for a few seconds, before moving on to the next.
Because their deaths were so gruesome, the faces of these victims were far from peaceful, some had wide-open eyes, others distorted features, and still others stiff muscles, all conveying a sense of eeriness and oppression. But at this moment, as Teacher Fan’s hand gently stroked their faces, their eyes, which had remained closed, slowly shut, their tense muscles relaxed, and they revealed a serene state.
The warehouse, which had been extremely empty and cold, was stirred by a few warm breezes after Teacher Fan walked around it. The forensic doctors, whose faces were brushed by the wind, stood there stunned. When Teacher Fan walked up to them, they heard him repeatedly chanting a sutra, which seemed to be a mantra for rebirth or a sutra for deliverance. The pronunciation was strange, but it cleared their minds and relaxed their spirits.
Finally, he stopped before the mountain of body parts, silently sensing them for a moment before rolling up his sleeves, putting on gloves, and placing them one by one on the long plastic sheet. He didn’t need to repeatedly examine the physiological characteristics and skeletal structure of the body parts like a forensic doctor, nor did he need to identify the gender, calculate the height, or measure the weight. He simply picked them up and put them down casually, piecing together a complete human body in a few quick movements.
His divine sense had already categorized the scattered and fragmented body parts, and he could tell which was which at a glance. With Dr. Song’s help, he completed the body parts that several forensic doctors had been working on for days and nights without success in just half an hour.
He took off his gloves and, as usual, lightly stroked the face of each corpse, plunging them into a peaceful and eternal slumber.
Witnessing this scene, the forensic doctors, who had always been devout believers in science and disdained dealing with ghosts and spirits, were moved to tears. The deceased’s family kept calling to ask when they could return their loved one. The doctors were anxious, but even more afraid of mixing up the bodies, causing the deceased and their family eternal regret. The immense pressure of this job was almost driving them to the brink of collapse. Facing so many faces filled with resentment and bitterness every day, they endured constant mental torment.
But now, just like these peaceful corpses, their hearts have also found redemption and liberation. They thought this experience would be the most terrible nightmare of their careers, but unexpectedly, in the moment of despair as they struggled in the nightmare, they suddenly encountered the dawn.
From now on, whenever they recall Teacher Fan’s calm and serene face and his warm hands, they can immediately break free from this terrifying dream and firmly believe that while there is darkness in this world, there is also light!
Several forensic doctors suppressed their sobs and bowed in unison, saying, “Teacher Fan, on behalf of the deceased’s family, thank you for your selfless help!”
Yes, Teacher Fan has always been selfless, otherwise, he wouldn’t have secretly come to this place to perform rituals for the deceased. He could have easily told the families that he could bring peace to their loved ones, then performed the miracles before their eyes, gaining even more worship and faith. But he didn’t. He came quietly and worked peacefully, as if everything was as it should be, as if it were only natural.
“Teacher Fan, I have previously slandered you online. Please forgive me!” The youngest forensic doctor stepped forward and shouted as he was about to leave.
Unsurprisingly, he received several eye rolls from his colleagues.
Fan Jialuo waved his hand, curled his lips into a smile, and left in silence. His steps were hurried, as if he had something else to do.
Several forensic doctors watched him walk away, then looked back at the huge warehouse full of corpses, and could no longer feel any gloom or oppression.
Chief Yan only then asked in a low voice, “Teacher Fan, what were you doing just now?”
Fan Jialuo explained in a low voice, “I took away the feelings these deceased individuals had at the moment of their deaths and brought them back to Ma You. Isn’t he lacking in empathy? Then I’ll teach him empathy.”
Song Rui seemed to remember something, and couldn’t help but lower his eyes and smile.
Chief Yan didn’t understand what he was saying, but he knew for sure——Teacher Fan really could handle Ma You! How would their confrontation unfold? He was filled with anticipation……
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