[Lewdness - Registered Exorcist] Chapter 5 New Mission (Part 2)

"I warned you repeatedly, the patient's current condition can't withstand any stimulation!" The beautiful doctor, hands on her
hips, looked like an angry little lion. The awkward thing was, even this rather intimidating gesture,
when she did it, only made her look cute…
Clearly, my gaze had revealed my thoughts to her, resulting in her pink face turning bright red with anger
… making her even more adorable!
"What exactly did you do to him?" The beautiful doctor seemed a little exasperated by my gaze…
As
for me, I shrank back. I thought to myself, if you knew what I did, you'd probably bite me to death!
When I consulted the First Division's liaison officer about the consequences of causing the target to faint in a self-protective manner at the very end of a mind-control technique,
I didn't dare mention that I used such a "stimulating" method…
What did that liaison officer say again?
"Theoretically speaking, based on your description, the other person has definitely received your suggestion. The subsequent
fainting is more likely an overreaction of self-protection... As for the outcome, the worst possibility is that he will
become a vegetable... The more likely possibility is that because the final procedure was not completed, he may have received some irrelevant
and incorrect suggestions... If the suggestion method is too extreme, it may cause some trouble... Basically, that
's it."
Yeah, let everyone in the First Division die!
"Are you even listening?!" Uh... It seems the beautiful doctor is really going crazy.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" I quickly nodded, winked at her, "...
What did you just say?"
"Ah—!!" Now she looks like she's gone berserk... She suddenly raised both hands in front of me, clenching them
into two small fists, "I, I said! If anything happens to him, I'll make sure you regret it!!!"
"Uh, in other words, he's okay now?" I blinked again.
"...Okay." She deflated like a punctured balloon, her hands and head drooping down.
"I mean, if..." She held up her two little fists in front of me again, trying to look fierce
—but you know, a paper tiger can scare people, but a cloth tiger baring its teeth looks...
I tilted my head.
The beautiful doctor looked like a little tiger balloon about to explode. But just as she was about to
have a total outburst, her expression suddenly returned to normal, her fists turned into palms, palms down, and she
pressed them down.
"I'm a lady. I won't argue with you."
I blinked twice. But the other side was even more direct. With a "pfft," it seemed that Deng Xiaoxian
had woken up at some point and burst out laughing.
This was a volcanic eruption. Look at that finger pointing sharply in that direction, and He Dong roared like a lion
: "What are you laughing at! If you laugh again, I'll sew your asshole shut!"
Deng Xiaoxian quickly covered her mouth.
She then turned her murderous gaze towards me. I licked my lips and turned to look out the window. "
The weather's nice today. Sunny and breezy. Look, there's a cuckoo over there..."
"You're driving me crazy!!" The beautiful doctor looked utterly exasperated, turned sharply, and went outside,
slamming the door shut. "Bang!"
"What an interesting doctor," Deng Xiaoxian said with a laugh.
I shrugged. "...Are you feeling better?"
Deng Xiaoxian nodded. "Much better...thank you." Perhaps remembering what had just happened, his
face suddenly flushed.
I pouted. "...Would you like some fruit?"
He shook his head.
The air conditioner whirred in the room. Birds sang outside, and flowers bloomed, but through
the thick glass, I could see them, but not smell or hear them.
"Do you know what it feels like to have a crush on someone?" he asked me.
I honestly shook my head.
He smiled. "And do you know what it feels like to watch the person you have a crush on get fucked by someone else?"
I looked at him.
He chuckled again. "I watched her, being fucked by those men. One after another, gang-raping her... She screamed,
she cried, she struggled desperately... I was just about a meter away from her." He gestured with his hand, indicating a
distance of about a meter. "I couldn't save her. I was useless. I just stood there watching her get fucked! I'm a piece of trash!"
"Relax! Relax. It's okay." I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing his hand. "Don't think about these things."
He shook his head, rubbed his face hard with his other hand, and exhaled sharply. "You'll catch them
, right?"
I nodded. "Definitely!"
He looked at me. "You'll avenge her, right?"
I nodded vigorously.
He tightened his grip on my hand.
"That night, it was very dark." He leaned against the pillow, eyes closed. "It was around three in the morning."
"Because I was in a group with her, I felt very excited."
"The building was very quiet."
"We patrolled the building, but nothing seemed amiss. There was no sign of any demons. Logically
speaking, if there really were demons in the building, they would have left some traces."
"No." He shook his head. "Nothing at all."
"Xiaohui suggested we go check out the elevator that had the accident."
"The elevator was locked. We went to find the building manager. He didn't want to give us the key, saying
that the elevator was haunted. I told him we were exorcists from the Cult of Monks, specializing in dealing with these evil things." He
smiled sarcastically.
"We went into the elevator. The lights inside were bright, but it felt like the elevator
was very dark. Something felt very wrong. But I couldn't quite put my finger on it."
"Like suddenly entering another world, right?" I asked him. (To be precise, this is a
wrong approach. Because it can give the person being questioned an inappropriate suggestion, causing the description to lose its due objectivity.)
The deliberate use of this method is called "induced confession" in jurisprudence. It's a crime punishable by imprisonment. (Undoubtedly... I'm not
suited for this kind of interrogation work.)
He nodded vigorously.
"The elevator was quiet."
"We decided to take the elevator to the 25th floor (the top floor), and then come down the side fire escape to
patrol the entire building again."
"The elevator ran smoothly."
"But when it reached the 18th floor, it suddenly stopped."
"Stopped midway?" I frowned. Because I remembered the video showing the elevator going straight from the 1st floor
to the 25th floor before stopping.
Deng Xiaoxian shook his head: "The elevator doors opened."
As he said this, I could clearly feel his hand gripping mine tighten and tremble
. His face also showed a hint of pain.
I quickly enveloped him with a gentle, protective force—a technique often used by evangelists, called a calming mantra. It has
a soothing and calming effect.
Soon, he calmed down again. But his twitching eyelids showed that his thoughts were still
lost in a jumble of fragmented memories.
I had to guide him again: "What did you see?"
"People!"
"What kind of people?"
"Men and women."
"Damn..." I laughed.
I decided to try something more specific: "How many people?"
He was silent for a few seconds: "...Eight. Five men, three women."
"What were they wearing?"
"Pajamas. All pajamas. One woman was wearing black underwear. She had big breasts..."
Deng Xiaoxian's thoughts were chaotic. Like anyone who has suffered a major upheaval, his brain deliberately
avoided certain fragments that could easily cause him further harm—this is a natural human self-protective mechanism. I
had to amplify the calming effect of the mind-clearing technique, constantly giving him suggestions and hypnotizing him, making him
recall those heart-wrenching scenes again and again. I know it's cruel, but it's the only way I can do it.
You know, it really is cruel.
I don't want to describe the scene too much. A grown man, drenched in sweat, tossed and turned on the hospital bed,
groaning and howling uncontrollably—it was like a living hell.
"Xiaohui! Xiaohui—Xiaohui ah—ah ah ah, ah… ah—ah—ah!!!!!
Xiaohui…"
Men don't easily shed tears, but when a grown man is reduced to a pitiful state before you, the sorrow
is so profound that even the most indifferent heaven and earth would be moved.
The ward door was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Clearly, Deng Xiaoxian's vital signs had exceeded a
dangerous level, alarming the hospital's monitoring system. The beautiful doctor stormed in, furious. But I
didn't give her a chance to scream. I simply pointed at her, freezing her in place, then
my finger transformed into a palm, gently pushing her out of the room. With a flick of my wrist, I closed the door.
"Sleep," I tapped Deng Xiaoxian's forehead with my fingertip. "We feel your sorrow.
God and ice cream are with you, no matter what. Sleep, and when you wake up, forget everything."
"Xiaohui..." He suddenly reached out to me slowly, like a drowning person desperately grasping at a
straw.
I smiled at him, a burst of light from my will bursting forth in my eyes. This light pierced through him,
shattering the resolve in his eyes, causing him to shudder, his eyes to roll back, and he fainted again.
More often than not, fearless persistence only brings us more pain—
Suesna von Heinz, the Chinese-German philosopher, psychologist, and legendary exorcist.
The beautiful doctor was clearly startled by me. When I opened the ward door and came out, she was still
standing there, staring blankly at the door, her face showing a look of utter disbelief.
"Hi!" I raised a hand and waved in front of her, greeting her.
She jerked her head, looking at my face. It seemed like just a doctor's instinct, because her expression was still
a little blank, but her words were anything but polite: "What did you do to him? I told you! The patient's current
physical condition..."
I didn't let her finish, but cupped her face in my hands, smiling: "I know all that. But do you know?
There are five other victims, their faces tell us they're not in any pain. If I don't catch this demon,
you'll see many more people suffering more than him."
She was silent for a long time: "...Do demons really exist in this world?"
I smiled: "I'm an exorcist. He's an exorcist too." I pointed to the ward, "Do you think
demons exist in this world?"
She suddenly took several steps back. I could see she was trembling and panting heavily.
I smiled, shrugged, slung my bag over my shoulder, turned, and left.
Everyone thinks exorcists only exist in legends, roaming freely, detached from worldly affairs. But in reality,
we also live in this chaotic world. We also need to eat, make love, get hurt, and die.
But for ordinary people, perhaps, in reality, we're not so fundamentally different from those terrifying demons
…
*sigh*.
I took out my phone; the scrolling text showed files related to this incident.
Wu Xiaohui, female, born in 1984, a Singaporean of Chinese descent. Her father, Wu Shangyun, was a well-known local real estate
tycoon with a net worth exceeding one billion. After immigrating to Singapore with her family in 1996, she attended a prestigious private school,
one year ahead of Deng Xiaoxian, making her her senior. In 2004, she passed the certification of the Fourth Division of the Monks' Association, becoming an exorcist. The following year,
Deng Xiaoxian also voluntarily joined the exorcist ranks. Interestingly, both were apprentices of the same senior (Level 3) exorcist
, and both only obtained their Level 2 exorcist licenses in December 2009.
It seems Deng Xiaoxian played a little trick; this wasn't just a secret crush, it was blatant!
The picture on my phone is of Wu Xiaohui. A very pretty girl. Wearing
perfectly fitted black-rimmed glasses, with a beautifully curved oval face, and big, watery eyes that seemed
to speak volumes in the photo. Once your gaze falls on them, you can't look away.
I kept staring at those eyes. Such beautiful eyes, in another photo—the one I first
saw after her death—were filled with fear and despair.
At that time, she and Deng Xiaoxian were just like me now, strolling leisurely into the elevator.
She must have been quite calm then. Because they were both exorcists. Even if there really were demons, they weren't afraid.
The elevator was descending. But the numbers on the display showed it was still ascending. She began to feel
uneasy.
Fifteenth floor, sixteenth floor, seventeenth floor, eighteenth floor… the unease grew stronger. She pressed
the stop button. The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor. But when the elevator doors opened,
something even more unsettling happened. There were people at the elevator door!
They all seemed to be waiting for the elevator. But it looked strange. It was 3 a.m.,
and more importantly, it was obvious that this elevator had been out of service for several days. The other two elevators were across the corridor. Moreover
, these people all looked like they hadn't woken up properly; they were all still wearing pajamas and nightgowns. One
woman in her twenties was only wearing a bikini bra that barely covered her large breasts and a semi-transparent pair of
underwear.
The group didn't let them out of the elevator; instead, they pushed their way in.
They split into two groups. Several women surrounded Deng Xiaoxian in the center, pushing her
into a corner of the elevator. The men, on the other hand, surged towards her. They were incredibly strong! She had almost no chance to resist
and was squeezed into another corner. There was so much space in the elevator; why were they
crammed together so tightly, and more importantly, why were they squeezing her in the middle? Even worse, more than one hand was touching
her thighs and buttocks…
“No!” she must have been screaming in her heart. But an invisible force was suppressing her,
making her unable to move or even utter a loud sound.
It wasn’t just unease anymore; it was terror.
She turned to look at Deng Xiaoxian. Oh my god! What did she see? Two women in pajamas
, one on each side, their breasts pressed against Deng Xiaoxian’s arms, their hands and feet locking her joints
, rendering her completely immobile. Even more outrageous was the woman wearing only underwear; she had
taken off her bra, revealing a large set of breasts, and she was actually shoving it directly into Deng Xiaoxian’s mouth
.
The woman’s movements were like dancing. She covered her breasts with both hands, her hips swaying in circles.
She was only wearing a pair of underwear that was too small to be real. She turned her back to Deng Xiaoxian lasciviously, her buttocks raised and
rubbing against his already bulging crotch. Her hands kneaded her breasts.
Tears streamed down Wu Xiaohui's face. Deng Xiaoxian might enjoy this "romantic encounter." But for a girl
to fall into the hands of a group of men was a different story.
Those lewd hands became increasingly lewd. They were no longer satisfied with just touching her thighs and pinching her buttocks
. One hand reached behind her, unhooking her bra. Two hands slipped under her clothes, pressing against
her lower abdomen, sliding up to lift her bra and grasp her breasts. Another hand pushed open her
belt, forcing its way into her crotch, touching her vulva. That small, sinful fingernail was even scraping
her most alluring clitoris.
She tried to struggle, but for some reason, she couldn't muster any strength. She writhed in pain,
her mouth wide open. But suddenly, a hand grabbed her cheek, clamping her teeth between them. They actually
spat into her mouth !
Deng Xiaoxian felt like he was in heaven, yet also like he was in hell.
The half-naked woman unzipped his pants, pulled out his engorged penis, wrapped one hand around his
scrotum, and held his penis up and down with the other.
How many men have experienced two strange women pressing their breasts against your arm and their thighs
clamping your hand, ready to fondle their vaginas with a flick of their fingers if you wish, while an even more
beautiful woman exposes her large breasts to help you masturbate?
How many men have experienced their goddess being less than a meter away,
surrounded by a group of strange men, touching her breasts and playing with her genitals?
He wanted to do something. But he was astonished to find that the woman holding his joints was not only incredibly strong,
but also held him in a very clever way, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move!
More importantly, the woman who was playing with his manhood... Every time he tried to struggle, her
grip on his testicles tightened. The pain, so intense it pierced to the bone, would have forced even the toughest man to yield
.
She stroked his penis, letting the ecstasy wash over his entire body.
Meanwhile, several men had lifted Wu Xiaohui up. They unbuckled her belt and
pulled down her jeans and underwear. They spread her legs wide, exposing her most private parts to
everyone.
One man buried his head between her legs.
She kept shaking her head from side to side. But how could those men heed her feeble protests?
They lifted her t-shirt, revealing her pink breasts. Two men, one on each side, lowered
their heads and took half of her breast into their mouths, sucking hard.
Deng Xiaoxian almost bit his lip raw. This was the first time he had seen Wu Xiaohui naked. But if he had a choice, he would rather never 　　see her breasts and vagina
again than watch her be humiliated like this. 　　 The man was nibbling at her vulva with relish, as if savoring a delicious meal. He didn't know how to use his tongue...

His head ravaged that alluring place countless times. Finally, he had had his fill and stepped aside, letting another man
come over. The man unbuttoned his robe, pulled down his underwear, revealing a similarly engorged and swollen penis
.
"No!!!" Deng Xiaoxian cried out in his heart.
But his thoughts couldn't influence the man. The man held his penis in his hand and slowly entered Wu
Xiaohui's body. He aimed the glans at her vaginal opening and inserted it.
Everything around seemed to fall silent, except for a soft "snap."
It was as if something as crystal clear as glass in his heart had been shattered...
like a scene in slow motion in a movie. The woman, holding the upper part of his penis
tightly, moved downwards. A saccharine pleasure traveled from his penis all the way to her tailbone, then
rippled through every cell of her body. Every inch of Xiaohui's body was writhing, but she couldn't escape the
men's grasp. The man's penis was inserted into her tender vagina,
a vagina perhaps only ever used by her boyfriend, then slowly pulled out, dragging out a little bit of tender flesh, and then inserted again. 　　 "Slap!
" " 　　 Xiao-Hui
!!!" "
Help
! 　　Help 　　... 　　 The man who witnessed her being gang-raped until her death 　　ejaculated a stream of blood-stained semen onto her face as his final ejaculation struck deep inside her vagina… 　　 "I'm Yang Cheng." 　　 "I'm Ben. We've found a new lead!" 　　 "Notify Mark, I'm coming right away!"

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