Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

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People tend to have double standards when facing certain matters.

Du Wei was no exception.

He detested others using psychological suggestions on him.

Hannibal spoke a great deal, and each sentence was tinged with psychological manipulation.

If it had been an ordinary psychiatrist, they might have quickly been led by Hannibal to reveal some unspeakable dark side, planting a seed even if it didn't trigger an immediate reaction.

But Du Wei was not an ordinary psychiatrist, or rather, his reason for studying psychology was not to become a doctor.

Thus, faced with Hannibal's psychological suggestions, Du Wei not only remained unaffected but also developed an instinctive resistance.

It was like a challenge.

So when he drew his gun, he truly intended to act, not because he realized that the other might have the same thought, but that was his choice.

...

In the department store parking lot.

Du Wei and Hannibal locked eyes for a while, both with dangerous glints in their gaze.

It was as if a confrontation was inevitable.

However, just then, a car slowly drove by, seemingly looking for a place to park.

Upon seeing this, one frowned and the other smiled.

In an instant.

Both acted as if they knew what the other was thinking, each putting away their gun.

Hannibal apologized, "I'm sorry, my friend, I was too impulsive. You can understand the excitement of a lonely traveler when he sees his own kind."

Du Wei replied, coldly, "I'm afraid I cannot relate, and please, refrain from using the term 'my own kind.' I am not the same as you."

Hannibal said with regret, "You shouldn't resist what's in your heart. Your outward coldness is actually to conceal the traumas of your past, because they are very painful for you. But we should confront these things properly. Only then can we truly free ourselves from our shackles and embrace who we are."

He meant it from the bottom of his heart.

At this point, to continue with pretense or camouflage was meaningless.

He truly saw Du Wei as his equal.

Du Wei remained cold, "You're too idealistic, which will leave your mind even more unstable. If you were my patient, my only recommendation would be medication."

Hannibal's smile turned chilly, "Medication? I'm surprised to hear you say that. You have such a deep understanding of psychology, so why do you seem so unprofessional to me?"

Du Wei stated icily, "Because I used to study forensic medicine."

Hannibal was stunned; his mouth opened as if he had heard some joke, laughing uproariously.

"Forensics? You're actually from forensics?"

Hannibal brushed his right hand over his forehead, looking at Du Wei with a peculiar gaze, "Have you ever heard the story of the shepherd and the lamb?"

Looking at him, Du Wei said calmly, "What does that have to do with me?"

Hannibal's tone suddenly became more refined, "It will make you take off your mask and become one of my own kind."

However, just at that moment.

A voice rose in surprise, "Eh, Mr. Du Wei, what are you doing here? Is this man your friend?"

Their expressions shifted, both turning simultaneously towards the source of the voice.

They saw Officer Tom, dressed in plain clothes and holding his car keys, walking over and greeting them familiarly.

He addressed Hannibal, "Hey there, I'm Tom, a pleasure to meet you."

Hannibal nodded with aristocratic grace, "Hello, my name is Hannibal Lecter."

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, contemplating whether at this moment, he should signal Officer Tom to draw his gun and kill Hannibal.

The middle-aged man posed a significant threat to him.

Most importantly, it seemed that the other was not here with the intention of recruiting him to Dusk Bell, but he was the target himself.

He was both rational and chaotic, elegant yet brutal.

Unclear, indiscernible.

For such uncertain factors, Du Wei always preferred to resolve them directly, to avoid future trouble.

As for Alvin Dowqui having revealed the information about his impending death, that could be discussed later.

After all, there were many hunters at the Dusk Bell Church...

These thoughts passed swiftly through Du Wei's mind, taking merely two seconds.

He was about to speak to Tom immediately.

But at that moment, Hannibal said with a smile, "Friend, I don't think there's any need for you to be so hostile towards me. Even if our past relations weren't good, it doesn't mean it will stay that way."

As he spoke, a subtle change occurred in his temperament, turning somewhat chilling.

Evil Spirit Transformation...

Instantly, Du Wei narrowed his eyes, sensing that the other party might act at any moment.

So, he suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

"I'm sorry, I got too excited."

Confused by this, Tom at the side asked, "Did you two have a dispute before?"

Hannibal said with a laugh, "Yes, we used to work in the same hospital, but later we had some issues because of ideological differences."

Du Wei also said with a smile, "However, that's all in the past, you needn't worry about it."

The two of them went back and forth, quickly fabricating a story.

Though Tom found it a bit strange, he did not think too much about it and said to Hannibal, "Since you're Du Wei's friend, we should have dinner together tonight. I'm very familiar with the nearby entertainment spots, we can have a blast."

Hannibal blinked, without finding anything amiss in Tom's words.

His gaze swept over Tom's waist, spotting the outline of a holster...

Hannibal internally assessed: This was a police officer, and probably not a low-ranking one, otherwise he wouldn't carry a gun so openly.

Thus, Hannibal politely said, "Officer Tom, I'm surprised by your hospitality, but I still have some things to do now. Maybe next time we can get together."

Tom said with regret, "That's really too bad."

Nonchalantly, Du Wei said, "There's nothing to feel sorry about, that's it for now. I'll see you next time, Mr. Hannibal."

Hannibal looked at him intently and pulled a business card from his wallet.

"Stay in touch, friend. We'll meet again soon."

Du Wei took the card: "I think so too."

All the while, Hannibal had not reverted from Evil Spirit Transformation, and most importantly, his version seemed completely different from that of the church's hunters.

The chilling aura was focused solely on himself.

Soon, Hannibal drove away in a black sedan, disappearing from Both Du Wei and Tom's view.

"Huh... did you tell him what I do? How did he know I'm a police officer?"

Only then did Tom react, his expression becoming odd.

Du Wei glanced at him and said, "Because the holster on your waist is too noticeable, anyone could tell your identity."

Tom touching his waist cautiously said, "No way, I specifically covered it with my clothes, no ordinary person would stare at my waist."

With a sneer, Du Wei said, "Ordinary people indeed wouldn't stare at your waist, but a psychopathic murderer would."

Tom was stunned, "What? A psychopathic murderer? Wasn't he your former colleague?"

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, shaking his head, "Not at all, I was just playing along with him. If I hadn't, he might have taken immediate action, and he has a gun."

He had no intention of revealing the hunter's identity to Tom.

Hearing this, Tom's face darkened: "Can you be sure he's a psychopathic murderer? Am I being targeted?"

Du Wei looked at him and said, "I cannot be certain."

Tom drew in a sharp breath, "Then I'm going to send someone to arrest him now, we'll control him first."

Du Wei shook his head, "You can try, but I don't think it will yield any results. If such a person could be easily caught, he should have been in prison by now."