Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 146, Section 20: How can a spy fall in love?
—Headquarters. Behavioral Observation Room—

Friday, the second day after Yugiri returned to headquarters.

Dr. Schwarzberg looked at the girl sitting quietly in the one-way mirror, stroking his chin in thought while holding up the psychological test report about her, remaining silent for a long time.

It’s weird.

Cognitive and attentional baseline tests, subconscious projection tests... these seemingly mysterious tests are all aimed at gaining a deeper understanding of the assassin's inner world and analyzing the root of her psychological trauma.

However, the report's findings are nine-tenths incorrect.

The results they show are somewhat contradictory.

Dr. Schwarzberg has now completed his tests on the assassin lady—he was sent from headquarters as an assistant and one of the main people in charge of Project Eagle—to help investigate Yugiri's psychological problems.

Based on the subjective report, the assassin remained indifferent to emotions, obeyed orders, and had only the organization in his heart.

However, her behavior tells a different story. She began to have her own thoughts, which was evident in her word association and emotional assessment. When faced with the word "lighthouse," she hesitated for a second before answering "direction," whereas her previous answers were often indifferent and unchanging.

Although a few words cannot prove anything, these details are a reflection of psychology.

Dr. Schwarzberg slowly put down the report paper.

The air around him smelled of disinfectant. The Vienna School psychologist, with graying temples and sharp eyes, decided to call in more people to ask him questions.

Soon, not long after,
A few more people entered the room.

Schwarzberg hung up the phone. Dr. Smith, his female assistant Alena, and two nurses on duty stood there, a total of five people staring at each other.

"How did things go?"

Dr. Smith turned to ask, explaining that he had been on vacation and, after confirming that Yugiri's condition had improved upon his return, had handed her over to her completely because her first treatment had not been successful.

He believed that this Viennese psychologist, who had come from afar, could solve his difficult problems.

"Not good, not bad."

"How to say?"

“From your records, I see that the tests you conducted on her were somewhat one-sided. The focus should not have been on her personality, but rather on her emotional disorder.”

Dr. Schwarzberg coughed twice and took out two pieces of paper from the drawer. The test questions written on them were frequently used to test patients with mood disorders.

The first question is: Do you ever feel restless or unable to sleep because of someone?

Smith frowned.

He rarely deals with psychological issues like this because he has been with headquarters for many years. The spies here either have homicidal tendencies and stress reactions, or they are unable to get over the lingering effects of a certain mission... Emotional test questions.

What, do spies actually fall in love?

Although Dr. Smith guessed that Sophia had developed feelings for him, he felt that those feelings were just the friendship he had developed with his colleague (He Ye) over time, and were by no means a matter of love or hate.

"That...is unlikely, isn't it?"

Faced with Dr. Smith's questioning, Dr. Schwarzberg nodded without changing his expression.

Even though he rarely dealt with psychological issues in this area, he could tell from the first three tests that the female assassin showed signs of this.

"Didn't you say that her condition improved after spending time with her former teammates?" Dr. Schwarzberg paused and emphasized, "Of course, I don't mean to say that there's anything going on, but since there's such a possibility, why not try to find out? Anyway, it's just a test, what harm could it do?"

"All right……"

Dr. Smith nodded slowly.

Then Schwarzberg picked up the metal microphone and gave some instructions to Yugiri inside, asking her to prepare two more test papers, while the female assistant next to him handed in the two papers.

A moment later, the room door closed.

Inside the white behavioral observation room, Yugiri sat quietly, pen in hand. This soundproofed room was undecorated, containing only a metal chair and a metal table in the center. The overhead light was an adjustable, cool white glow, and the room temperature was kept constant at 18°C.

This environment is designed to eliminate all external distractions, allowing one to directly observe its internal structure.

They seemed to be taking it very seriously.

However, the people outside seemed a little distracted, as if they were watching their own children taking an exam, an exam that could determine whether they could study abroad.

They hoped for good exam results, but they didn't want to see their daughter leave them.

"Although I suspect she has her own feelings and worldview, she is, after all, twenty-three years old." Dr. Smith sighed softly, looking at the girl in the one-way glass. "The organization's ideological imprint will gradually weaken as she grows and experiences things. Although it will never make her have the idea of ​​betraying the organization, other things will gradually be added to her worldview, such as the people who accompany her, her favorite food, or the scenery by the window on a certain afternoon."

Dr. Schwarzberg and his female assistant turned their heads together.

Dr. Smith took a deep breath and calmly stated:

"What I mean is, most people her age already understand how the world works. But she's someone who's never even been to a kitchen. Children are curious about the world, so it's perfectly normal for her to develop feelings."

"The problem is, even if she has these feelings, why has she become so depressed, with a decreased appetite and difficulty sleeping? ... Perhaps this emotion that all humans have is hard for her to understand?"

“…” Dr. Schwarzberg hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

He still didn't express his opinion, but simply waited for the results, because there was no need to create conflict at this point.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the two test papers were completed, and Yugiri's answer made the two of them relax.

“You’re wrong,” Dr. Smith said.

“No, you’ve misunderstood.” Dr. Schwarzberg frowned at his words, speaking firmly. “What I meant from the beginning was that she has her own feelings, and familial or platonic feelings are also considered feelings.”

"Not love?"

“Spies don’t fall in love—hey! Don’t be ridiculous, especially not her,” Dr. Schwarzberg scoffed.

In short, the test results show that Yugiri does indeed have feelings; she has people she wants to be close to and people she feels comfortable being with, but she doesn't have anyone she loves, which is clearly stated above.

Monica and Leon are the people who want to be intimate.

The reason I wrote down below was that Monica and Leon took good care of me.

Lawrence and Leon felt comfortable being together.

The reasons listed below are that Lawrence doesn't talk to him, and Leon takes good care of him.

As for the questions that followed, the answer was that she didn't have anyone she liked, even when asked indirectly.

There are no people I respect.

Dr. Smith has confirmed that the reason she recovered her spirits after going to He Ye was probably because she felt safe and secure being around familiar people.

Dr. Schwarzberg is still studying the test. Although he hasn't seen anyone he likes, the fact that several answers contain the word 'Leon' makes him very curious about who it is.

However, even with doubts in their hearts, they had no way to investigate further.

Because Yugiri still needs time to recover.

She was exhausted today; you could see her weary body even through the one-way glass. "Let her go back to her room to rest... and give her the 'reward' while you're at it," Dr. Schwarzberg said calmly.

"Yes!" The two nurses from headquarters immediately sprang into action.

Dr. Schwarzberg watched through the one-way glass as the nurse stood by the door, signaling to leave. At the same time, another nurse reached out and placed a peppermint sugar cube in her palm, shaking her head in amazement, wondering how she could have known she liked desserts.

This reward was discovered by chance.

During one long test, she put down her pen and looked listless. Schwarzberg asked her what was wrong, and she said her heart was hurting. The 40-year-old psychologist was so frightened that he immediately picked up the phone and called an ambulance. Fortunately, the truth came out half an hour later, and it was a false alarm.

It was during this time that we discovered she actually loved eating mint sugar cubes, because the truth came out when she picked up the sugar cube that was next to her on the table, shook her head, and said she was fine.

Dr. Schwarzberg then used this as a 'reward' for her, since she liked the taste and it also motivated her to do the tests, and so far the results have been very good.

There are also methods in psychological tests that use material rewards to induce children, and her mental state is not much different.

Of course, besides that.

Dr. Smith, who was standing nearby, also frowned and made a discovery.

Huh? What's going on with that movement?

He looked at Dr. Schwarzberg beside him, but the man had already left, leaving only his back view.

Dr. Smith had no choice but to suppress his doubts for the time being and bring them up at their next meeting... He clearly remembered that the assassin had never made such a move in front of him before, but why would she unconsciously touch her lips with her fingers after sucking on a peppermint candy?

Dr. Smith stared at her until she left, lost in thought.

He suddenly understood Dr. Schwarzberg's concerns, and he began to wonder if he was wrong.
However, based on current assessments, her mental state improves considerably when she's with her former teammates; at least that's not wrong...

"Let's tidy up the room."

Dr. Smith waved her hand, indicating that this behavioral observation room would not only be used by her, but also by her other 'colleagues'.

Dr. Schwarzberg, now departing, paced anxiously down the corridor, his brow furrowed in worry. In the two days since his arrival, besides the psychological tests on Yuugiri, there had also been questions regarding combat—

For example, indices such as memory, reaction time, and strength endurance have all declined, which is likely due to psychological problems.

I can't perform my tasks properly in this state.

……

—Mori no Kawa Apartment, Room 301—

It's already the end of June in the blink of an eye.

The bright sunshine grew even more radiant, the cicadas in the trees chirped incessantly, and the sweltering summer temperature seemed to have reached its peak.

Four p.m.

He Ye reluctantly put on his tie, looking at his suit and tie in the mirror, feeling like he was really suffering.

It has been four days since Xiwu left, and He Ye has not heard from her. These past few days have been quite uneventful, with nothing to do but stroll around the park, read books and newspapers. Time seems to pass both slowly and quickly.

I didn't want to go out today, but someone invited me last night to attend a salon event at the Renault couple's house downstairs.

As a newly moved-in tenant, He Ye hadn't visited many people, nor did he have any intention of maintaining relationships, since he wouldn't be staying here for long. If it weren't for Nicole, the downstairs family who invited him had Nicole's friends, and considering that she needed to get to know some people here, He Ye had no choice but to accept the invitation.

A salon is a party where you meet people.

"Sir, why are you dressed so formally?!"

At this moment, Nicole walked out wearing a light yellow dress, looking at He Ye with resentment, her hands on her hips.

He Ye thought to himself, "Wouldn't I dress up nicely to make you look good?" After all, as the older brother, he knew that he might influence the girls' conversations, and he would rather Ni be admired than be looked down upon.

"Your outfit is quite nice."

He Ye praised her, saying that it wasn't just that she looked good, but also that the dress was light and thin; it was really nice clothes for girls to wear.

"..." Nicole wanted to be happy but suppressed her excitement. She coughed twice and put her hand to her mouth as if to instruct, "Okay, but if you praise me, you're not allowed to praise anyone else."

Uh... what kind of talk is that?

He Ye didn't quite understand, but after thinking about it, he respected the idea. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was time. The salon started at four o'clock and ended at seven or eight o'clock in the evening. He could get a free meal and drinks, so he left the kitten's dinner and closed the door.

As I walked downstairs, I could already hear laughter and cheerful voices.

He Ye arrived as promised. As a new tenant, he didn't know many people and was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the Renos, the organizers of the salon, introduced He Ye with their excellent eloquence, winning applause and a lot of handshakes. He was able to integrate into the social circle of this apartment building for the first time.

As for the girls.

"Wow, Nicole, your brother is so young! Which school did he graduate from?"

"He's a bit like the knights described in Floyd-John Carter's novels!"

"Wow, you're so tall."

The girls' compliments were quite subtle, and Nicole then realized He Ye's intention. She noticed that some people would take the initiative to chat with her, and although their motives were a bit subtle, Nicole still felt surrounded by them.

As for the Renos' daughter, Emma was the most eager to see her.

It was her rather subtle way of saying that she was like a knight that made Nicole want to break off their friendship, but she still quietly told her some secrets about He Ye that only she knew.

Emma was initially very happy, but when she heard Nicole say that He Ye didn't like mature women and only liked women with slender figures like Nicole, she suddenly lost her composure, looked down at herself and felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

"really?"

Nicole lied with a heavy heart, clenching her fists and stamping her feet, just to make her friend give up and earnestly say, "It's true, I've seen the books he hid under the bed!"

Meanwhile, He Ye was unaware that he had already suffered a minor setback in his reputation, and was happily chatting with the adults while sipping his wine.

I met many people at the salon.

For example, Mr. Dupont, the doorman, and his wife. Mr. Dupont was taciturn and was responsible for maintaining the boiler and moving heavy objects in the apartment building; his wife, on the other hand, knew all the secrets of the entire building—who had frequent visitors, who was struggling financially, and whose daughter was of marriageable age. He Ye was so intimidated that he dared not talk to her much.

There was also Mr. Obert, the owner of the Golden Bee Watch Shop. He was a meticulous craftsman who saw He Ye's watch and admired it. He then struck up a conversation with him and said that he could have the watch repaired by him.

As for the salon owners, the Reno family...
I also heard a lot of information about them.

The husband is a senior lawyer, the wife is a full-time housewife, the family has an eldest son studying at law school, and a daughter who is about to be married and is receiving "bride training" in piano, painting and other arts.

There was also a cook, a maid, and a tutor who came weekly.

In short, he got to know many people in the apartment, such as a lady with a fallen noble title, a department manager of a large textile factory, and a young practicing doctor—even though He Ye knew that he might not have much contact with them in the future, it didn't stop him from nodding to them in a friendly manner now.

Finally, we stayed until the salon ended.

He Ye was slightly tired when she returned home.

He had barely sat down when the phone rang again. It was old Ivan asking him to come to headquarters the next day.

(End of this chapter)