Chapter 169: Dogs
Legal persons, as opposed to natural persons. A natural person is an individual whose existence is characterized by life. Each of us is a natural person. A legal person is an organization that has the capacity for civil rights and civil conduct, and independently enjoys civil rights and bears civil obligations in accordance with the law, and is the legal personification of a social organization.
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A new day.
Today is Saturday, Qingyi made an appointment with a psychiatrist, and asked Black Fengrui to accompany him out. Since it was still cold, Qingyi wore a scarf, a New Year's gift from Mrs. Green. He put a stack of Bleach in his handbag and left the apartment in silence.
"The scarf is pretty. Which girl sent it? β
As soon as they met, Li Mo quipped. He wears a coffee-colored casual suit, a silk shirt, and a gray pin-twill tie that is half loose; He wears a pair of patterned coarse jeans, a pair of black leather shoes, and a box of Kung Pao Chicken in his hand.
"What's wrong?"
"It's investigating, don't worry. Do you want? Li Mo lifted the Kung Pao Chicken.
Qingyi first leaned over and looked inside, and saw a few pickled vegetables, so he said, "Don't." β
"What's going on with this strong sense of contempt!"
When he came to the clinic, the black sharp sat down on the chair, took out a GBA, and inserted the cassette: "Go, go, go." After two seconds, he noticed that Qingyi hadn't left, and couldn't help glaring: "What, don't you allow me to be nostalgic?" β
"I'M JUST WONDERING IF YOU'RE GOING TO BRING YOUR XBOX NEXT TIME......"
Dr. House had been waiting in the office for a long time. He smiled and pointed to the chair, "Good morning." Have a seat. What about comics? β
"The author is cutting corners too much, there are so many blackouts and blanks on every page, if you compress it, the real content of each episode is less than two pages." Qingyi took out the comic and put it on the table. "It's still fun, though."
"How are you feeling lately?"
"It's still the same, neither good nor bad." Qingyi leaned back on the cushion and felt more comfortable.
"Is there anything you'd like to share with me lately?"
Qingyi thought about it carefully: "I don't think so. "The recent thing is either a trade war or taking care of Anigil, which has not helped the treatment in the slightest.
"Then we'll continue with the treatment." Dr. House turned on the music. This is a blues song that Qingyi has never heard, and the male singer sings a little freewheeling and cynical. Listening to it, people feel very relaxed. "Close your eyes and don't think about anything. Yes, exactly. Take it easy, and then recall that image. β
A bloody mouth flashed in front of his eyes, about to devour himself completely.
"See." Qingyi closed his eyes and said. His face turned bone-white, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Fine sweat began to ooze from his midriff and forehead.
"What else do you see?"
The blood panned away, revealing a cruel, merciless face of a dead man, as stiff as stone and colder than steel. Those eyes just looked at Qingyi, as if looking at one.
"See...... My dad. Qingyi struggled, her nails making a sharp sound on the armrest of the chair.
"Daddy?" Dr. House thoughtfully jotted down "suspected domestic violence" and "worshipping father" in his notebook, and asked, "Restore the scene a little more...... Where were you then? β
He remembered the fragment buried deep in his memory that he would almost forever forgetβ
Childhood β
At the open-air banquet, walk around by yourself -
Don't think about it, don't think about it! There was a voice in the bottom of my heart shouting to Qingyi. He had a splitting headache and his whole body was burning hot, and he felt like he was in a furnace. He struggled to see the memory...... What happened next?
Bloody mouths! Tooth! Barking! Devour, nibble, bite! Chew, tear, saw! The smell of blood, the pain, and the ferocious pounceβ
Qingyi snorted, twitched violently, and bounced up from the chair. Dr. House hurried to help him, but was pushed away by trembling hands. Qingyi glanced at the doctor with bloodshot eyes, bowed violently again, buried his head and vomited, and vomited all the sandwiches he had for breakfast. This time, the doctor did not stretch out his hand again, because he could see clearly just now that Mr. Zhang's eyes were the same as those of the critically ill patients in the mental hospital, with 100 percent resistance and 100 percent aggression. That look simply means three words: "Don't touch me".
"Come, drink some water will help you. It is lukewarm water and does not cause irritation to your stomach. Seeing that Yi's condition was much better, the doctor asked the nurse to come in and clean up, and poured a glass of warm water himself. And then there's some aspirin. β
"Thank you." Qingyi took the cup and did not drink it immediately, but rubbed the wall of the cup with both hands, as if he wanted to get a trace of warmth from it. He looked down at the moving broom and said weakly, "I see it." I see, it's as simple as that. β
The doctor quietly picked up the recorder.
"That bloody mouth is a dog's mouth."
Childhood β
At the open-air banquet, walk around by yourself -
The dog suddenly went berserk and pounced on himself at a lossβ
I cried and criedβ
Qingyi slapped his head hard, but unfortunately the pain worsened. He does not raise a cup like a man, but sipps water like a beast and cannot lift his head. The water whirred in his mouth. After drinking, he fell silent.
The doctor waited patiently.
Finally, Qingyi opened his mouth again: "I was bitten by a dog." Since then, I have been afraid of dogs. I see, my scars are from that time. He numbly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his upper body. He has several conspicuous bite marks on his shoulders and arms, which appear to have been left by large canines. The scars have long healed, leaving bumpy marks on the skin. It's these scars, burning hotly!
"You're saying you've ever been bitten by a dog? This is worth considering. The doctor scribbled on the paper: "If this attack caused a psychological shadow on you, then, why do you recall your father's face?" β
"I don't know. He was definitely there, but he didn't protect me. Qingyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was not good-looking. His upper body trembled violently. He cracked his teeth with every word: "Ahhh......h He didn't protect me? Hehe, he shouldn't have protected me. I have to remember...... What was he doing? What is he doing? β
"Calm down! Calm down, Mr. Zhang. What did you do after you were attacked by a dog? β
"Me?" Qingyi's pupils swept quickly from side to side, as if there was a fly flying mechanically in front of him. His hands were bruised, and his nails were about to break on the armrests: "I, yes, I picked up the stick and killed the dogs one by one." Ha ha. There is nothing left, dead and gone. β
Pick up the stick in the tears -
All the dogs were beaten to death β
There are countless scars on his body, but he never gets tired of it-
"Kill all of them, those who bite me, those who don't. As long as I can find it, I'll kill it! Qingyi closed his eyes, his eyelids were still fluttering, as if he had trapped two monsters. This time, he tilted his neck and drank the warm water, and his face gradually improved. He patted his head, and his tone changed from cold to tired: "Doctor, I think, this is how my psychological shadow came from. After being bitten by dogs, I retaliated against them, which led to a distortion of my psyche. At that time, I was just like the Tyrant of Bones, who disregarded lifeβincluding my own. β
The doctor shook the barrel of his pen and said he had a different opinion: "I think this is just one of the causes. I think there must be a deeper meaning to your father's face when you see him, not just because he was there. β
Qingyi took out a tissue from the table and wiped his sweat: "It's been too long ago, I can't remember it at all." β
"That's all for today, right? Let's move on to comics. The doctor poured another glass of warm water.
"What are you kidding, I paid enough, how could I let me go early?" Qingyi deliberately joked and changed another tissue. No way, he sweats too much, a tissue is not enough.
Dr. House didn't smile, but frowned, "I don't think your current state is suitable for further treatment. We can talk about something milder to calm your emotions. β
"I've calmed down. Didn't you say that the causes of psychological shadows are complex, not simply because of being attacked by dogs? Then what I'm going to say next will definitely help you to judge, and that is about my family, my father. β
"Oh...... From the doctor's standpoint, I do not recommend continuing. As soon as you get emotional, I'll stop the conversation right away. Let's go. The doctor spread his hands and motioned for Qingyi to continue.
Qingyi put the cup back on the table, crossed his fingers, and rested it on his lap. He pondered for a moment and said, "Do you think it's illegal to kill someone?" β
"Of course it's illegal." Dr. House looked serious.
The corners of Qingyi's mouth furrowed, like a lion admiring the fleeing posture of a wildebeest: "Don't worry, my father won't kill anyone, and neither will I." So, what about killing corporate legal persons? Is it illegal? β
"I don't understand. Can you explain that a little bit? β
"A business, like a person, has all kinds of rights and obligations stipulated by the law, except that it has no body, cannot eat, drink and have fun, it is simply an individual. Executives and the board of directors are the heads of the legal person, the market research team is the eyes and ears of the legal person, and the factory is the hands and feet of the legal person. Every business has its own vitality, so they are called 'legal persons'. And my dad was good at killing legal persons. β
"My dad had a talent. He can relentlessly find the enemy's flaws and wait for the right moment to succeed in one fell swoop. He buys shares in a company, or buys property in the company's name, or pries off the company's managers, technicians, and even cleaning staff if he deems it necessary. In order to win, he can send commercial spies, he can bribe high-ranking officials, and he can invite underworld forces. Under his wrist, one company after another collapsed, and one company went bankrupt. Even the well-known groups did not want to be his enemy. That's my dad. β
"He was so scheming that he didn't trust anyone, not even his family. His talent is 'evil', an absolute, pure evil, and I have inherited this talent since I was a child. The fact that the Bone Tyrant was able to slaughter cities and torture pregnant women with peace and quiet was actually just a lame imitation of my father. β
Qingyi let out a sigh.