Diary of the Chief of the Anomaly Section

"Dr. Zhao, do you mean to say that they are all mentally ill with feudal superstition and severe delusions?" "To be precise, they are mentally ill prisoners. After all, they are also a certain threat!" Suspended in mid-air, his big eyes looked at the suspicious Gu Yannian, seemingly feeling his distrust, and the numbers and tentacles behind him were waving in all directions excitedly. "So what do you think of Dr. Zhao's statement?" The man sitting to the left of Gu Yannian sneered, tore off half of his face, turned his head 180 degrees to reveal the weird snake face on the back of his head, and spat out the letter. "Nm fart." "Hey! Just talk, don't spit!"