Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

Zebdia Kilgrave slowly put down the phone, a wicked smile playing on his lips, like a cunning fox about to pull off a successful scheme.

In his eyes, Jessica was undoubtedly a rare treasure bestowed upon him by God. During the last consultation, he keenly sensed that there was a very powerful force hidden within Jessica. Moreover, she was so pure and beautiful that just smelling the sweet scent emanating from her body made Kilgrave tremble all over.

"Manipulating ordinary people is easy for me, but Jessica has a special constitution that cannot tolerate the slightest mistake. If something goes wrong, I may lose her forever."

"To ensure everything goes smoothly, I need to be extra careful every time I interact with her, slowly releasing the neurotoxin without arousing her suspicion. Last time it worked quite well; she's already subconsciously following my instructions, which is a very good start."

"This time, I can increase the release of neurotoxins and try some physical contact. If she doesn't strongly resist, I can completely control her next time!"

Kilgrave paced back and forth in the room, repeatedly plotting how to win Jessica over.

He knew that once he mastered the girl's power, he would be like a tiger with wings, and even in the chaotic city of New York, he would be able to realize his ideals without any worries.

"Snapped!"

He snapped his fingers lightly, and a dazed-looking female nurse walked in. He quietly admired her graceful figure for a moment. Then, he couldn't wait to tear off all pretense and, like a hungry wolf, forcefully pushed the nurse down onto the desk.

As this was his first attempt at controlling a superhuman, Kilgrave was extremely cautious. Before contacting Jessica, he believed he had to clear his mind and play his role in the best possible light.

Neurotoxins are not a panacea. If the target is on guard, the hypnotic effect will be greatly reduced, which is a mistake he absolutely cannot allow to happen.

Ten seconds later, Kilgrave stood up, straightened his suit, put on his white coat, and with a gentle smile on his lips, transformed back into a refined and cultured psychologist.

"Go on with your work."

"Yes, Dr. Kilgrave."

The nurse stood up obediently, her head bowed, like a doll. But if you looked closely, you could see a strange change in her expression, a hint of disdain and dissatisfaction, as if she had been violated.

The scheduled follow-up appointment time arrived quickly, and Jessica arrived at Kilgrave's private clinic on time.

"Excuse me, doctor, am I not late?"

"You're right on time, Jessica. Please have a seat here."

Kilgrave's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Jessica walked to the sofa in the examination room and sat down obediently.

Her eyes were innocent and naive, completely unaware that the seemingly kind doctor in front of her harbored sinister intentions.

Kilgrave walked over to Jessica, greedily taking in the girl's delicate features, then handed her a glass of water, smiling as he said:

"I must apologize. If possible, I would like to choose a more suitable time to talk, but unfortunately I am too busy and cannot find another time. Was your leave request successful? Do you need me to explain this to your teacher?"

As he handed her the water, he subtly touched the back of the girl's hand with his finger, instantly releasing some neurotoxins.

Jessica took the water without noticing and took a sip: "It's okay, I don't want to stay at school anyway."

"Don't want to stay at school? Is it because you feel pressured by your classmates, or is your academic workload too heavy, making you reluctant to go to school? Don't worry, you can tell me whatever you're thinking, and I'll be the best listener."

Kilgrave calmly steered the conversation while closely observing Jessica's reactions.

Jessica's voice carried a hint of confusion: "Well... it's not so much pressure, but I sometimes feel really bored. It's not just my classmates, nothing really interests me."

Kilgrave was secretly pleased to see this, knowing that the neurotoxin was starting to take effect. He continued, "Many people have similar experiences growing up. Some people like to be content with the status quo, while others like to seek change. This is normal."

You're just feeling a bit weary. Perhaps you could try changing your mindset, treating your classmates as insignificant passersby in your life. Not wanting to integrate with them? That's perfectly fine. Simply observe them, reflect more, and you'll still grow.

As he spoke, he slowly reached out his hand toward the girl's shoulder, preparing to make tentative physical contact.

"I understand the reasoning, but..." Just as Kilgrave was about to touch Jessica, a sudden sense of alertness rose within her, and she instinctively turned to the side, her gaze sharpening: "Doctor, what do you want to do?"

Kilgrave felt a chill run down his spine, a terrifying premonition of being watched by a wild beast. He quickly put on an apologetic smile, slightly raised his hands, and said:

"I'm sorry I startled you. That was just a simple psychological test. Your alertness surprised me, Jessica. It's a very dangerous sign. With this kind of attitude towards others, you probably already understand that the outcome won't be good."

I can understand why your parents insisted on sending you to me. You're too tense; not only are you isolating yourself from others, but you might also hurt the people who love you.

"Jessica, you resist communicating with people and have mild autistic tendencies. If this is not addressed soon, your symptoms will become more and more severe."

He slowed his speech, trying to reassure Jessica again with words, while continuing to release neurotoxins in an attempt to suppress Jessica's newly emerging vigilance.

Looking at Kilgrave's sincere expression and considering his identity as a psychologist, Jessica hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes, I've noticed that too, but I don't know how to change it. Doctor, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Of course, I..."

Kilgrave stopped abruptly mid-sentence, his brow furrowed, and he looked toward the door of the examination room, a surge of anger rising within him.

A commotion outside the door cleared Jessica's eyes a little.

"Wait a minute, I'll go check what's going on!"

He suppressed his anger and strode towards the door. The moment he grabbed the doorknob, an incredibly cruel thought surged into his mind: whoever was outside, he would first hypnotize them, then control them to kill his beloved, and finally release them from the hypnosis, making them wish they were dead!

"etc!"

Suddenly, Jessica screamed and stood up, her eyes filled with horror, as if she had seen some kind of monstrous flood.

Kilgrave turned his head in confusion, about to ask a question, but the next second—

A loud "Bang!!"

The door disappeared along with him.

"Haha, surprise! Unexpected! Has my little darling missed me?"

Gray burst through the door, holding a bouquet of roses. Overwhelmed with excitement, he didn't notice anyone behind the door and delivered a swift and deadly blow, instantly annihilating Lady Gil Grey.

"You, you, you!!!"

Jessica's eyes widened in disbelief at what she was seeing.

One second the psychologist was perfectly fine, the next second he was inseparable from the wall, his whole body like splashed ink, forming an extremely bizarre human mural.

Because the ascent was so fast and intense, large cracks appeared on the wall, and the human figures were severely distorted. If this were in the art world, even Picasso would have exclaimed that it was utterly abstract.

"Holy crap, who is this?"

Gray was also startled, thinking to himself, "What is this jerk standing behind the door doing, making me not hear anything? Now, Jessica is probably going to misunderstand again."

Damn it, what bad luck.