Anyone could see the flame of anger burning in the girl's body at this time, not even the storm over the Himalayas, but few could understand what she was angry about.

"She's not sympathetic."

Bruce tried his hand at profiling, and although he never scored any good points from Schiller's hand in this area, his detective talent made his mental profiling more like a flower stuck in cow dung.

"She has very typical psychopathic traits – unusually focused, charismatic, and ruthless enough." Bruce named the three main characteristics of psychopaths, and went on to judge.

"It is also a typical antisocial personality, without the ability to love, with a natural tendency to manipulate others, extremely good at deception, lying as natural as flowing water, without guilt, not affected by universal values, almost no morality, but with its own set of rules of behavior."

Constantine stole a glance at Schiller, then began to look down on the ground for his ten million cracks, a moment later at Bruce, and a moment again at Pamela, and now he began to seriously consider the possibility of finding a way out in a room full of psychopaths and sociopaths.

"Your professors will be happier if you can give some of your own understanding beyond the definition in the textbook." Schiller said.

Bruce got lost in thought and began to recreate in his mind the patterns of Harry's behavior that he had seen before, then looked for clues from them, and then he said.

Unlike other psychopaths and sociopathic narcissism, Halle Queezel exhibits a kind of dependency madness that requires constant observation of others, and the need for others to observe herself, or ...... Or give yourself a chance to be shown, and that madness will be revealed. ”

"Why is this so contradictory?"

"From ......" Bruce dragged a long note, apparently searching his mind for the answer, and there were some thought-provoking pauses in his words, but overall they were fairly fluent.

"No one listened to her." Pamela interrupted Bruce and said with great certainty, "Since she was born, the advice from her crazy wisdom has never been taken seriously, no one can see her, and she wants someone to read her, not Halle Quezel, but her nature—a monster, and she wants someone to look at her, fully understand and fall in love with her crazy talent." ”

"It's another manifestation of narcissism." After reflection, Bruce said, "She is willing to give up other aspects of her emotions, including self-esteem and her code of conduct, to seek a sense of identity and love." ”

"But this will obviously be a natural tragedy, ordinary people who know how to love cannot understand her, and psychopaths and sociopaths like her have no ability to love, so she is destined to beg for nothing."

Bruce stopped, and Pamela picked up: "If she doesn't get attention, her madness can't be fully released, and in the same way, if she wants to release her madness, she must first seek attention." ”

"So she opened the book." Strange raised an eyebrow and said, "Is she serious?" Open that book, not to seek strength from some mysterious being, but just to get attention? ”

"It would have made her extremely excited, and she was clearly the highly functioning group of sociopathic personalities, and when their brains were active and their adrenaline was pumping, their intelligence was more than enough to compensate for any power they had gained from external objects, or even surpass it."

Pamela's tone finally fluctuated a little, and she said: "That book is a stimulus that she has found for herself, and the fact that other beings are observing her crimes with all their hearts will bring her to a state of extreme euphoria, which is human madness, which is probably more like a gift of nature than the actions that man can do under the inducement of some being." ”

Harley's actions on the screen confirm this.

"I'm going to find someone who doesn't exist among the students."

Hallie tore a page from the Necronomicon book, which was obviously astonishingly unreverent for anyone to see, but rather unique and a little weird, the book didn't seem to mind her ungodliness, the gray swirls on the paper just swirling very slowly.

"Your mind jumped." A line appears on the surface of the paper and says, "What affected you?" ”

"Its behavior tells me all the answers." Harley's eyes shone brightly in the dark hallway, her white-blond hair shining like a waterfall in the moonlight.

"Obviously, I don't need you to give me an answer now, because the evidence is so obvious."

"Keiko Narita, a fifth-grader, went crazy the morning after we first arrived here and was dragged out of the hallway of the girls' dormitory; Li Zi'an, a fourth-grader, went crazy in his dormitory the same night and injured his roommate; Alidan, a fourth-grader who had been impaled in the eye by me, was still lying in the infirmary, their grades, origins, and trajectories confined to a small area, and there must have been a meeting point. ”

"Helen was right, there was an elephant in the room, but we didn't lose sight of him, we just deliberately ignored him."

Hallie walked briskly down the stairs, not pausing to think about the direction, as if this strange school, which she had only been in contact with for a short time, was like the home she had lived in for a long time, and every step was very determined.

"We may be dealing with a god, so he has a way of keeping us from seeing him, but he can't leave no traces, or if he's going to mess with someone's brain, he's going to show up."

"So before I can do that, I've got to find a weapon." Harley said as she bypassed the corridor and rushed into the snow and snow of the boardwalk, and then ran through the pitch-black boardwalk at breakneck speed to another building.

Walking through the cafeteria, which looked sneaky at night, Harley found a boning knife on a shelf on the wall next to the kitchen board that was a little too big for her size.

There is no doubt that the food of Kama Taj is not created out of thin air by magicians, and most of the meat comes from livestock raised in small villages at the foot of the mountain, and occasionally other materials are teleported through portals, but because the source is not too far away, there is almost no meat that has been slaughtered by civilization in civilized societies, and most of the meat is the result of the butcher.

Considering that there are not too many people in this school, and the responsibilities of butchers and cooks are not very clear, in most cases, meat is to be used in today's dishes, so the chef carries a knife to kill the meat temporarily kept in the backyard, and no one here has a psychological burden such as slaughtering morality.

Harley looked at the knife with an obsessive expression, she stroked the blood-soaked blade with her hand, and said, "Sometimes I feel like I can find more resonance in Eastern cultures, because their books are full of 'live', and I read some murderous signals from there." ”

Harley took a deep breath and stood up, glanced at the sky outside, and said, "The next thing is to find a way to make this knife hurt the person I want it to hurt, and since the other party is most likely not an ordinary person, we are afraid that we will have to turn to magic." ”

"Do you want my power?"

"Nope." Harley licked her somewhat dry lips as she said, "It's not my style to borrow strength, I need some stronger help, and it has to be completely voluntary." ”

"Who do you think fits your bill?"

When the boning knife was stabbed into the wall less than ten centimeters next to Loki's face, Loki had just realized that someone had broken into his room.

It's impossible for a normal knife to cut through the Frost Giant's skin, but Loki first has to figure out how Harley broke in, and he's in the habit of putting protective magic on doors.

"It's not very difficult." Harley pulled out her knife and said, "Considering they call you the god of deception, those ghost talismans on the door are all tricks, and the real protective magic is on the carpet, and on the carpet in the middle of the door." ”

"I put the knife in and crooked the carpet so that the door opened a small crack just enough for me to squeeze in, and I guess you didn't expect a minor of my size to break into your room."

"I didn't expect you to have a knife like this in your hand." Loki, who was dressed in a nightgown, poured himself a glass of water from the kettle at the head of the bed, and said, "Miss, what the hell is the matter with you?" ”

"I need a little strength."

Loki looked back at Hallie, who fiddled with the knife in her hand and said, "I'm going to kill an elephant, he's in the room right now, but ordinary people can't see it, or can see but don't realize that he's an elephant, can you get some magic for this knife that can pierce the disguise?" ”

"Are you crazy? Miss? Loki didn't understand her long list of thought-filled words.

"You're a god, aren't you?"

Loki opened his mouth for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's a little different from what you imagined, Asgard is just a powerful alien, and we don't lend power like the cosmic demon gods." ”

"Then help me find someone who can borrow strength."

"Do you feel a little ......?"

With a "swish", Hallie stuck the knife in the bed again, and said, "Your daughter Helen, she has an amazing talent for learning. ”

Loki stared at Harley's face, wondering how her mind had jumped here again, and he could see very clearly the girl's intelligence and her current excitement, and a very unusual calm madness.

"I can feel that she's absorbing my wisdom, but if she continues like this, she will absorb my darkness and madness, do you want her to do that?"

"You're using her to threaten me?"

"I'm just giving you some necessary help, I mean you help me find some strength, I'll ...... here," said Harley, pointing a finger to her temple, "give her everything here, including what makes me in this state now, and believe me, it's going to be a killer for her to make sense in the midst of some terrible disaster." ”

Loki's green eyes looked at Harley fixedly, as if to wonder if the deal was worth it, but perhaps it was about Helen, he said, "I don't think there's anything in this school that can hide from my eyes, I'm the real master of illusion." ”

"What if it's a powerful god?"

"There's a magical defense network, and they can't get in."

"There are holes in any defense network."

Loki knew he couldn't convince the crazy girl anymore, but he moved and said, "I can help you borrow power, it may be a little special, but I believe it's powerful enough to help you debunk certain illusions." ”

"What's that?"

"Sithorne, and his forces of Chaos."