Chapter 1630: Fishing Day (23)

"Dean Schiller is deciding on tonight's menu, and yours must be included, or you tell me first, and I'll tell him, so he won't have to go this way again." Gwen Spider-Man looked at Natasha and said.

In this whole sentence, Natasha basically only heard the sentence "I'll tell him", and when she wasn't on a mission, the female agent was actually not a person who liked to go around the bend, so she pressed a hand directly on Gwen's Spider-Man's shoulder, looked at her side face and said. "Listen, Gwen, you have to stay away from Schiller, he's very dangerous, especially right now, stay away from him as far as you can, okay?"

"Oh my God, Natasha." Gwen Spider-Man turned his head and looked at Natasha in disbelief and said, "Don't tell me that the famous Black Widow is also planted, do you know that you yourself sound like a resentful woman?" ”

"I'm a resentful woman now." Natasha first covered her face with her hands, then pulled back the red hair on her forehead and said.

Unlike those classic white girls, Gwen Spider-Man is quite smart, she raised an eyebrow and said, "Normally, when a woman tells me to stay away from another man in this tone, it means that they feel threatened, did I make you feel threatened?" Natasha. ”

"It was always Schiller who threatened me." Natasha shrugged her nose, looked at Gwen Spider-Man and said, "I have to prevent him from cooking that stupid fish and your little lamb into a dish." ”

"I don't understand what you mean at all." Gwen Spider-Man stood up, frowned at Natasha and said, "If you think I have something to do with Schiller, you must be thinking too much, the two of us are not too familiar, I try my best to show a cheerful and intimate attitude, because I hope he can give me more leave, if you have studied in college, you know how good this trick is." ”

"Yes, you probably don't have much ...... right now"

"God, I can't stand your crazy talk." Gwen Spider-Man helplessly tilted his head to the side, looked at Natasha and said: "I always thought that the female agent who could gain a foothold in S.H.I.E.L.D. would not be the kind of stupid girl who was full of love in the TV series, but you look even more excessive than them now, I am not even an adult!" ”

Natasha was really tired, and now she was in a dilemma, she could not tell anyone else what Schiller had revealed to her about the dangerous personalities in the abyss of thought, and she had to push Schiller's goal as far as possible while these personalities were eyeing her.

She was well aware that this inconsistent act would look very much like she was jealous of not letting other women near Schiller, but she wasn't...... Wait, she seems to be able to do that too.

Natasha suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and what convincing reason could she have to get away from the fish that Schiller was going to catch, other than the reason of jealousy?

She was here alone as a riddler, tormenting only herself, and other women and even men would think her brain was burned out because of her vague hints.

Natasha realized and was convinced of a truth at an astonishing speed - instead of pretending to be crazy and torturing herself, why not really go crazy and torture others?

The female agent took a deep breath and spit it out, adjusting her facial muscles in extremely fine amplitude, and soon showed a charming but slightly cold smile, looking at Gwen and said.

"I'm not used to sharing my prey with other women, Miss Gwen, you need to know that."

She took a slight step forward, caressed Gwen's still baby fat face with her extraordinarily thin and powerful fingers that had been holding a gun for many years, almost pressed her forehead to Gwen's forehead, and then looked at Gwen Spider-Man with her eyes under the towering eyebrow bone.

"You'd better stay away from both of us before I bite through his throat, and you're not responsible for any accidental injuries."

Gwen Spider-Man was startled by the savage aggression in Natasha's eyes, and she almost sprang backwards, and in the midst of the spider senses, she shook her head as fast as she could in her life.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely far away from both of you, that's all! Bye! ”

Watching Gwen Spider-Man fly into the reeds like a low-flying bird, Natasha restrained her expression, folded her arms, and smiled smugly.

When the remnant of Gwen Spider-Man passed in front of Schiller and Charles, the corners of Schiller's mouth lifted up, revealing a smile that was a little different from the previous ones.

"What is it that makes you laugh so happily? Dr. Schiller? Charles couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, it's just that the fish has taken the bait."

Charles raised an eyebrow and immediately picked up Schiller's voice-over, fumbling with his hand for his tie knot and saying, "With all due respect, doctor, I guessed that some of us might be your bait, but I couldn't guess who you were going to catch." ”

Schiller looked at the reeds in the distance and stared at Gwen's back for a while before he turned his gaze back to Charles and said, "Do you have any research on Stockholm syndrome?" ”

"Hostage complex?" Charles touched his chin lightly with four fingers, and thought, "This is a very famous case, but I don't have much research on it. ”

Schiller let out a low laugh and said, "Really? That unruly Magneto has spent almost half his life circling around you, what a beautiful coincidence. ”

Charles's eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't look as gentle and wise as he did during the day, but he still said in that vain voice: "I prefer to call our relationship friendship rather than who kidnapped or threatened whom." ”

"Everyone who only knows the two of you in general will feel that Magneto has kidnapped you, and he is constantly creating trouble, ruining the results of your friendships with ordinary people, so that mutants will never have a peaceful life, and you, as a completely good old man, can only chase after his ass and clean up the mess for him."

"Isn't that the case?"

Schiller squeezed another laugh out of his lungs, but this time it sounded slightly sharp and cold, and instead of continuing the topic, he said: "The vast majority of good psychologists who study Stockholm syndrome realize that building a physically enclosed space is not the best option." ”

"If you put other people in a room and lock them up, you risk attracting the attention of officials and law enforcement officials in the first place, and the sense of non-provocation of laws and rules that people have built up over more than a decade is not something that can be worn away by locking them up for a few days, and it is unreliable to forcibly establish contact in such a way."

"So what do you think? Doctor? ”

"It's nothing more than creating a soft, unconventional, enclosed space that the victim and no one else notices, in short, he has to have a reason to pay attention to you."

"Oh, so what's going to be done?" Charles's eyes were slightly closed, the usually kind professor would not make a serious squint that would damage his image, and this look of sleepiness actually meant that he was showing aggression outward.

"Normally, I would prefer to create a scenario where the victim can and can only feel a huge threat from me, so that he has to pay a huge attention to me in order to prevent me."

"This has two advantages: one is that whether they feel threatened or pay attention to it, it is their own decision, which allows them to feel the greatest degree of freedom and reduce the vigilance that certain guidance and compulsive behaviors induce."

"The second is that they will be willing to pay a lot of money to reduce the pressure of this threat, and once they have a compromise and a step back, there is no going back."

Charles applauded gently, but Schiller was not happy to be praised, but said in a normal tone: "Any psychiatrist will play a trick, professor, and you don't have to feel guilty about it." ”

The aggression shown between the words just now suddenly disappeared, and Charles sighed half-nostalgic and half-helplessly and said, "I was still young at that time......"

"As you can imagine, I was a wanderer of all sorts of warblers, swirling between my skirts every day, until I met Eric."

"I paid for the time I wasted, and Eric's suffering and rich experience gave him a much more mature and tough attitude towards life than I did, let alone convince him, and it took a lot of effort to resist him convincing me."

"So you began to arm yourself with knowledge?"

"Yes, at first I was just trying to find a way to deal with Eric, his self-contained worldview and extremely tough and decisive attitude were just too ......"

"Too attractive?"

"Yes, it's more like charisma, the mutant brotherhood has done so many crazy things all over the world, and there is a steady stream of new generations following Magneto without hesitation, it is enough to show how charismatic Eric is, I plunged headlong into psychology and began to delve into it, at least eighty percent because of him."

Charles took a deep breath, his fingers slightly clenched the armrest of the wheelchair, and recalled: "As you said, when you study this very deeply, you will inevitably want to try, I tried it once, pretending that my ability is out of control......"

"He's terrified?"

"Yes, he was terrified, and that was probably the first time he realized how powerful I really was, and since then, he has to keep one eye on me in whatever he does."

"Not months, not years, but decades." Charles shook his head lightly and said, "For half of his life, he has had to pay attention to me because he sensed my threat, how could this not form a deep emotional connection?" ”

"Do you think it's a mistake?"

"I'd rather say we work out each other." Charles turned his head slightly, and continued: "If it weren't for the pressure he put on me, I wouldn't want to arm myself with knowledge and minds, and I would always be just that rich boy, and if I didn't distract him, he would go further and further down the extreme road until he became the person he hated the most." ”

Schiller smiled and said, "I like this explanation very much. ”

"Looks like you're good at that, doctor." Charles looked Schiller in the eye and said, "Or maybe I have studied more deeply than I did, and I have used it more thoroughly than I do." ”

"I did, and more than once." Schiller tapped his chin with his index finger and said, "The last time I did the whole process was when I was fooling a little lamb, but this time it doesn't have to be so troublesome." ”

"Because this time the target is better to deal with?"

"No, because it's milder."

(End of chapter)