99 Personalities

Weiyuan County was an ordinary small county town, where the common people led a leisurely life. Although not wealthy, they were also quite happy.

This small county town had not seen any major criminal cases for several years, so the local public security bureau did not open until quite late, which should have opened at 8am but in reality did not open until around 9am.

Today, September 10th, the public security bureau had not yet opened. A young man with a worried face, disheveled hair, and bloodshot eyes was already waiting outside the door. This was, of course, Su Mo.

Chen Gang, yawning, was about to go in and open the door, when he saw Su Mo pacing back and forth outside.

"What are you here for? You look very anxious," Chen Gang asked in puzzlement.

Upon hearing this, Su Mo immediately came up and anxiously said, "Comrade police officer, hello, my wife is missing, please help me find her!"

Hearing this, Chen Gang, who had been listless, immediately became serious. He walked in quickly and said, "Let's go inside to talk."

In the office, the two sat facing each other. Chen Gang asked, "Tell me exactly what happened."

Su Mo immediately spoke very quickly, "Last night, my wife went out to a bar, which was nothing unusual since she often went there. But last night, she still hadn't come back by midnight.

So I wanted to call her and ask, but her phone just couldn't get through. I had no choice but to keep waiting, but she still hadn't come back by dawn.

During this time, I called countless times, but never got through, so I came to report to the police."

Expecting some big deal, after listening Chen Gang was somewhat disappointed. He said, "Don't worry for now. Maybe your wife just got drunk last night and fell asleep at a friend's house?"

Su Mo shook his head: "Officer, that's impossible. Although my wife often goes out to have fun, she always comes home at night. Even if she doesn't come back, she would let me know.

Even if she was drunk, her phone should still be reachable, right? I'm worried something might have happened to her."

Chen Gang felt inwardly that the other party was overthinking. He explained, "Sir, according to police regulations, a missing person is only classified as such after 24 hours.

In your case, there is nothing we can do to help. Why don't we do this - you go back home first, maybe your wife will be back soon. Also, looking at you, you were up all night and should get some rest."

Su Mo reacted strongly and immediately shouted loudly, "Comrade police officer, you have to believe me! Maybe we can still find her now, but if we wait longer and something really happens, what then?

Can you take responsibility?..."

Seeing Su Mo throwing a tantrum, Chen Gang was also helpless. He understood the other's feelings, but regulations were regulations. Besides, he didn't believe anything had happened to the other's wife.

What he figured was that Su Mo's wife was most likely fooling around with some man last night.

After calming Su Mo down for a good while, Chen Gang finally escorted him out of the public security bureau.

Su Mo returned home bearing fatigue, panic, impatience and other emotions, completely ignoring the greetings of his neighbors.

After returning home, his expression instantly changed, revealing a sinister smile. He muttered to himself, "This extra stuff in my brain is quite useful after all."

What does this mean? When he had received the original host's memories yesterday, he had also obtained something else - something very special.

99 perverse personalities had been sealed in his mind. Although these perverse personalities would not affect his consciousness, they could influence his emotions.

If he didn't find a way to resolve these perverse personalities, Su Mo believed he would definitely go insane.

Fortunately, these personalities were currently sealed and he would not summon them, so they would not affect his emotions.

But this was only temporary. He could feel these personalities slowly awakening. When that happened, he would be in trouble.

His performance at the police station just now was not only due to his great acting, but also thanks to him deliberately releasing a perverse personality - an extremely controlling personality.

The trait of this perverse personality was: loving his wife dearly and possessing extremely strong desire for control. If his wife was unfaithful to him, or exceeded his control,

Then he would kill his wife. This would comfort this kind of personality, because after death she would never escape his control again - she would only belong to him.

So the emotions he had shown earlier were genuine. Chen Gang naturally could not detect anything wrong.

Su Mo had also discovered that after deliberately releasing a perverse personality, his consciousness was his own but his emotions were uncontrollable. Also, after releasing a perverse personality once, that perverse personality would awaken much faster.

Now he had no way to resolve this issue, so he would just ignore it for the moment. His task now was to sleep. After being busy for a whole day and night, he was exhausted.

After sleeping for a short time, he had set his alarm and woken up after 5 hours. He felt much more comfortable now, but could not sleep too long and needed to maintain his haggard appearance.

Then, without washing up, he went straight out the door.

First he went looking for his wife's colleagues, visiting them one by one, of course without any results.

Then he went looking for his wife's friends and close girl friends. They all said she had been with Wang Heng when they parted ways last night.

He did not go looking for his wife's family, because she had married from out of town and had no relatives here.

Wang Heng was the one who had cuckolded the original body. His family was ordinary, but he was quite handsome.

This was something Su Mo did not really understand. In his aesthetic view, he himself was tall and heroic, and looked very manly. Why would that woman like such a pretty boy? He felt the woman was terribly blind.

Finally, around 7pm, he went to Wang Heng's home.

The moment Wang Heng opened the door and Su Mo saw him, the emotions of the perverse personalities burst out wildly. His eyes filled with red veins, his body began heating up, and an urge to kill Wang Heng continually battered Su Mo.

Su Mo's hands shot out swiftly and grabbed Wang Heng by the neck. His face was ferocious as he roared, "What did you do to my wife? What did you do to my wife?"

Wang Heng's body struggled violently, but that meager strength could not break free at all. He could not speak, only pounded at Su Mo in confusion.

Seeing the other was about to roll his eyes back, Su Mo forcefully controlled his emotions and released him. Then he threw a punch.

Finally able to breathe again, Wang Heng took big gasps of air. After taking the punch, his body fell back and he let out a miserable shriek.

As it was still early, the shriek quickly drew the neighbors' attention, and someone directly called the police. Soon the police arrived.

At the police station, Wang Heng with a bruised and swollen face accused Su Mo of assault and attempted murder. That funny sight made anyone who saw it want to laugh.

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