Chapter 1630 Fishing Day (Twenty-Three)

"Dean Schiller is finalizing tonight's menu, which must include yours. Otherwise, you tell me first and I'll tell him so that he doesn't have to go here again." Gwen Spider-Man looked at Natasha said.

In this whole sentence, Natasha basically only heard the sentence "I'll tell him." When not performing tasks, the female agent was actually not a person who liked to beat around the bush, so she directly pressed Gwen's hand with one hand. Spider-Man said over his shoulder, looking at her profile. "Listen, Gwen, you have to stay away from Schiller. He is very dangerous, especially dangerous now. Stay as far away from him as possible, 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 also fell into trouble. Do you know that you sound like a resentful woman? ?”

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

Different from those classic white girls, Gwen Spider-Man is quite smart. She raised her eyebrows and said: "Usually, when a woman tells me to stay away from another man in this tone, it means that they feel threatened. I Does it make you feel threatened? Natasha."

"The one who threatens me is always Schiller." Natasha shrugged her nose and looked at Gwen Spider-Man and said: "I must prevent him from mixing that stupid fish and your little lamb into a dish."

"I don't understand what you mean at all." Spider-Man Gwen stood up, frowned and looked at Natasha and said, "If you think there is something going on between Schiller and I, you must be overthinking the two of us. It’s not too familiar, I tried my best to show a cheerful and intimate attitude because I hope he can give me more time off. If you have been to college, you know how effective this trick is.”

"Yes, you may have nothing right now..."

"God, I really can't stand listening to your crazy talk." Spider-Man Gwen put her head aside helplessly, 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 stupid girls in TV dramas who are all about love, but you look more extreme than them now, I’m not even an adult!”

Natasha was really tired. Now she was in a dilemma. She could neither tell others about the dangerous personalities in the abyss of thinking that Schiller revealed to her, but she also had to do her best while these personalities were watching eagerly. Push Schiller's goal further.

She knew full well that this inconsistent behavior would look very much like she was keeping other women away from Schiller because she was jealous, but she wasn't...wait, she might as well be.

Natasha suddenly had an idea. Apart from jealousy, what other persuasive reason could she have to drive away the fish Schiller was trying to catch?

She is the Riddler here alone, torturing only herself. Other women and even men will think that her brain is burned out because of her vague hints.

Natasha understood and became 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 exhaled it, adjusted her facial muscles with extremely fine movements, and soon showed a charming but slightly cold smile, looked at Gwen and said.

"I'm not used to sharing my prey with other women, Miss Gwen, you have to understand this."

She took a step forward slightly, caressed Gwen's face that was still a little fat with baby fat with her thin and strong fingers that had been holding guns all year round, almost pressing her forehead to Gwen's, and then used her eyes under the high eyebrows to Spider-Man said looking at Gwen.

"Before I bite his throat, you'd better stay away from both of us. We are not responsible for accidental injuries."

Gwen Spider-Man was startled by the savage aggression in Natasha's eyes. She almost ran backwards. As her spider sense buzzed wildly, she shook her head as fast as she could in her life. speed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely stay away from you two, that's it! Bye!"

Seeing Gwen Spider-Man fly into the reeds like a low-flying bird, Natasha calmed down her expression, crossed her arms, and showed a proud smile.

When the afterimage of Gwen Spider-Man passed in front of Schiller and Charles, Schiller raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was slightly different from the past.

"Why are you smiling so happily? Dr. Schiller?" Charles couldn't help but ask.

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

Charles raised an eyebrow and immediately recognized Schiller's voiceover. He fumbled with his tie knot and said: "With all due respect, doctor, I suspect that some of us may It will be your bait, but you can’t guess who you are going to catch.”

Schiller looked toward the reeds in the distance and stared at the back of Gwen Spider-Man for a while. Then he turned his gaze back to Charles and said, "Have you done any research on Stockholm Syndrome?"

"Hostage complex?" Charles touched his chin lightly with four fingers and said thoughtfully: "This is a very famous example, but I haven't studied this aspect deeply."

Schiller laughed deeply and said, "Really? That unruly Magneto has spent almost half his life surrounding you. What a wonderful coincidence."

Charles's eyebrows were lowered. 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 the relationship between us friendship, rather than who kidnapped whom or threatened whom." ”

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"Everyone who only knows the two of you in general will feel that Magneto has kidnapped you. He constantly creates troubles and destroys the results of your friendship with ordinary people, so that mutants will never have a peaceful life. As a complete A good old man can only chase after him and clean up his mess."

"Isn't that true?"

Schiller squeezed out another laugh from his lungs, but this time it sounded slightly sharp and cold. He did not continue the topic, but said: "The vast majority of outstanding psychologists are studying the Stockholm Synthesis Everyone realizes that building a physically enclosed space is not the best option.”

“If you put other people in a room and lock them up, you may first attract the attention of officials and law enforcement officials. People’s awareness that laws and rules established over more than ten years cannot be provoked is not just locking them up for a few days. It can be worn away, and it is unreliable to force a connection in this way.”

"Then what do you have to say, Doctor?"

"It's nothing more than creating a soft, non-traditional closed space that neither the victim nor others are aware of. In short, he has to have a reason to pay attention to you."

"Oh, what should we do?" Charles' eyes closed slightly. This always kind professor would not make serious squinting actions that would damage his image, and this kind of look like The sleepy expression actually means that he is showing aggression.

"Generally speaking, I prefer to create a situation where the victim can and only feel a huge threat from me, so that he has to pay huge attention to me in order to guard against me."

"This has two advantages. First, whether they feel a threat or pay attention to it, it is their own decision. This allows them to feel the greatest degree of freedom and weakens certain guidance and coercive behaviors that make them Produced vigilance.”

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

Charles clapped softly, but Schiller was not happy to be praised. He just said in a normal tone: "It's a trick that any psychiatrist can play. Professor, you don't have to feel guilty about it."

The aggression shown in the previous conversation suddenly disappeared. Charles sighed with half nostalgia and half helplessness and said: "I was still young at that time..."

"You should be able to imagine that when I was young, I was an unlearned and libertine. I wandered among all kinds of vagabonds and twirled between skirts every day until I met Eric."

"I paid the price for the time I wasted. Eric's suffering and rich experiences have brought him a much more mature and tougher attitude towards life than mine. Let alone convincing him, resisting him to convince me is enough. It took a lot of effort.”

"So you started arming yourself with knowledge?"

"Yes, at first I just wanted to find a way to deal with Eric. His unique worldview and extremely tough and decisive attitude were just too..."

"Too charming?"

"Yes, it's more like personality charm. The Brotherhood of Mutants has done so many crazy things all over the world, and there are still a steady stream of new generations who follow Magneto without hesitation. This is enough to show how charming Eric is. I I jumped into psychology and started studying it, at least 80% of it was because of him.”

Charles took a deep breath, squeezed the armrests of the wheelchair slightly with his fingers, and recalled: "As you said, when you study this topic extremely deeply, you will inevitably want to try it. I tried it once. Pretend I'm out of control..."

"Is he scared?"

"Yes, he was frightened. That was probably the first time he realized how powerful my ability was. From then on, no matter what he did, he would keep one eye on me."

"Not a few months, not a few years, but decades." Charles shook his head slightly and said: "For half his life, he had to pay attention to me because he sensed my threat. How could this not create a deep emotional connection?”

"Do you think this is a mistake?"

"I would rather say that we achieve each other." Charles turned his head slightly and continued: "Without the pressure he put on me, I would not want to arm myself with knowledge and brains, and I would always be just that dissolute rich boy. , and if I don’t distract him, he will go further and further on the extreme road until he becomes the person he hates the most.”

Schiller smiled and said, "I like that explanation."

"It seems that you are also good at this, Doctor." Charles looked into Schiller's eyes and said: "Perhaps you have studied it more deeply than me, and your application is more perfect than mine."

"I have indeed used it, and more than once." Schiller tapped his chin with his index finger and said: "The last time I went through the complete process was when I deceived a little lamb, but this time it doesn't have to be so troublesome."

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

"No, because it's more mild."