"What are you going to do?" Qi Si asked Jiang Zhijie nervously.
He knew it was a rather obvious question.
The moment Jiang Zhijie took out that syringe, his intentions had already been clear enough.
He only injected his test subjects with this sort of drug before beginning an experiment, the purpose being to reduce the likelihood of resistance.
The drug itself had hallucinogenic effects.
When someone lingered in the gap between reality and illusion, it was easiest to interfere with their consciousness.
At such times, no matter what Jiang Zhijie told a test subject, there was over a fifty percent chance the subject would take the scenario he fabricated as something that had truly happened.
Proper psychotherapy and hypnosis certainly would not be conducted this way, but Jiang Zhijie's experiments had never been legitimate.
Hypnosis in particular required patients to trust their psychologist and have no resistance toward them, or the hypnosis would most likely fail.
But the test subjects Jiang Zhijie had acquired through illegal means could never possibly trust him. Without special measures, his experiments could not continue at all.
This drug was Jiang Zhijie's method of forcing his test subjects to trust him.
Watching Jiang Zhijie prepare to inject him with the syringe, Qi Si's heartbeat quickened as his mind raced, searching for a way out.
"Heh."
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Zhijie paused, looking at Qi Si in confusion.
Qi Si tilted his head back slightly and looked at Jiang Zhijie with open mockery. "You think you need to use this prohibited drug to keep your experiment going. Would results obtained from an experiment like that really comply with the rules?"
"What are you trying to say?" Jiang Zhijie seemed to hesitate for a moment.
Qi Si was delighted inside, but he did not