Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss

Chapter 618: Chapter 592: Turning and Fatigue

If Wang Zhiming bites her, he would surely take a chunk of flesh with him.

He had bit off noses and ears before – it wouldn’t be the first time.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

By the time someone comes, Xiao Qian would either be noseless or earless.

Valuing her appearance, Xiao Qian couldn’t let that happen. As he lunged, she swiftly pulled a spray from her pocket spraying it toward him.

“Ah!” A cry of suffering!

The people who rushed in tried separating the deranged man from Xiao Qian. Wang Zhiming, oh wait, Wang Zhihu, as his alter ego should be called, covered his eyes, the sting preventing him from opening them. Despite the anguish, his body couldn’t stop struggling. His strength was astounding, so much so that two men couldn’t hold him down, and one even got bitten in the process.

“You wench! I’ll slash your face and kill you!” Wang Zhihu was yelling violently. Those holding him down felt a mounting fear. Wang Zhihu no longer seemed human.

His expressions and strength were alarming—resembling what the elderly often describe as being possessed by evil spirits.

“If you kill me, your brother will die. I’m the one who can prove you’re sick. Don’t you care about your brother?”

As expected, the mention of his brother’s name silenced Wang Zhihu significantly.

However, he quickly glared hatefully at Xiao Qian, “I’m not sick! It’s you who are sick, this world is sick! You’re the ones who’ve bullied my brother, all of you… with your beautiful faces, yet acting like animals beneath. You look down on my brother, well, don’t blame me when I deface you all, ha ha ha ha ha!”

He let out a shrill, piercing laugh.

Xiao Qian had previously explained the difference between patients with mental illness and those with a psychological disorder: people with mental illness recognize their condition but can’t control their behavior, while those with a psychological disorder don’t perceive themselves as sick and even zealously consider others as mad.

Fu Gui and his colleagues arrived; everyone was excited. The research institute’s Big Leader gave Xiao Qian a thumbs up.

“Young lady, you’re amazing!”

The problem that had been troubling everybody was solved once it reached her hands!

Xiao Qian gave a weary smile. This type of ‘amazing’—she didn’t really want it.

“Director, you can proceed with the next assessment procedure. Wang Zhiming’s second personality is called Wang Zhihu. He fantasized himself as his deceased brother, and his character is violent and extremely radical. You can continue to assess whether there are other personalities, but I believe there’s an 80% chance that this Wang Zhihu personality committed these acts.”

Who would have thought that their comical proposal journey to the mountains with Xiao Qiang would crack such a tremendous case? It’s truly hard to predict what will happen in this world.

Xiao Qian managed to bring out Wang Zhiming’s second personality successfully. That’s not because she was more capable than these experts – their specialties were different. Fu Gui and his colleagues were experts in this field, and Xiao Qian merely capitalized on the fact that she had interacted with Wang Zhiming at the farmhouse and combined it with her confidence and excellent professional abilities.

She stepped out and quietly walked to the hallway window, opening it to look out at the sky, not feeling happy at all.

She wasn’t particularly fond of using such methods to force out Wang Zhiming’s second personality. But there was no alternative.

Everyone only saw her professional side, not realizing her confusion after working on such cases.

Damn, she felt like drinking again…

“What are you thinking about?” Liao Fugui approached and handed her a can of drink.

Xiao Qian accepted it but didn’t open it.

“I’m thinking about the torment of Tantalus.”

“What?” Liao Fugui was familiar with what she was referring to.

Tantalus, the son of the Greek God Zeus, was tortured in hell for his wrongdoings. Psychologists like to compare Tantalus’s torment to the pain of those who see but can never reach their goals.

Many modern psychological disorders are caused by this phenomenon.

“Why are you thinking about this? Are you in pain?”

“Nothing much, I just don’t know how to face Wang Zhiming’s family. It’s as if my lover and I shattered this ordinary family’s dreams.”

If she and Xiao Qiang hadn’t gone to the farmhouse, Xiao Qiang wouldn’t have found evidence against Wang Zhiming through a towel, and she wouldn’t have awakened Wang Zhiming’s second personality using the method she just used.

She didn’t know how to face that humble family or the farmhouse Auntie with whom she had chatted while sitting on the Kang (traditional heated bed).

The Auntie and Uncle never gave up on their future hopes and worked hard, yet fate continued to torment them. After the death of their eldest son, Wang Zhihu, Wang Zhiming became their only hope. However, he turned out to be a patient with a mental illness. The family’s ASPIRATION of improving their lives through hard work had become a torment of Tantalus, forever visible yet unreachable.

As the one who uncovered all this, Xiao Qian felt no sense of achievement at this moment.

Professionally, she found a solution to the problem and gave the victims closure, which should be a reason for celebration.

But because she knew the people involved in the case, this intricate emotion caused an indescribable depression within her. She felt like having a drink alone somewhere.@

“Don’t think too much. We are not only working but also responsible for the public. Identifying such dangerous individuals early and managing their condition is also a way to prevent more tragedies. But Qian’er, how did you know the method to entice Wang Zhihu out?”

“Yu Minglang and I encountered him on vacation. I saw him being bullied by people from his village. His pet snake was killed and he became very volatile. At that time, I was very curious as to why such a person with low self-esteem would suddenly exhibit such a large amount of hatred. I suspect it was Wang Zhiming trying to bring out his second personality.”

“These cases are popping up in the popular Hong Kong films lately. Who would have thought that we would also see such a case inland?” Liao Fugui had seen cases of multiple personality disorder in the mental hospital before, but this was the first time he had seen one where the secondary personality was so destructive and psychologically twisted.

“Long-term bullying, the pressure of having a father with high expectations, being a person with low self-esteem himself, as well as having a family history of mental illness… It’s not too surprising that he ended up this way. Actually, people with a potential hereditary history of mental illness aren’t suitable for marriage. Some things are just wrong from the start.”

After some small talk, Xiao Qian was about to leave when the Big Leader who had previously troubled her walked over with a big smile on his face.

He enthusiastically extended his hand to Xiao Qian, “Ah, Comrade Xiao Chen, and Comrade Liao, you’ve done us a great service today!”

This 180-degree change in attitude gave Liao Fugui goosebumps.