Several attempts to adjust the other party's emotions back to normal failed. Although he was obviously trying his best to evoke Liao Qi's beautiful memories, his expression gradually became ferocious and terrifying.
It was as if he was being tortured by someone, and he looked like he was about to cry.
"Please... don't continue, wuwuwuwu, please..."
Well, I actually cried.
But I am obviously trying to adjust his mood in a positive direction, right?
Seeing Liao Qi crying into tears, Bai Dong felt like he was about to collapse.
In the past, she had done so many fine-tuning of emotions, and the therapist had to dislocate his jaw or have an asthma attack because he laughed too loudly. Where did this kind of thing happen?
"No, no, I can't... I'll tell you whatever you want to ask, please, don't continue... It's too uncomfortable, I really feel too uncomfortable... Please, stop, ah ah ah Ahhhh!!!”
Amidst the heart-rending screams, Bai Dong stood up and walked to the bed in three steps and two steps.
She looked at Liao Qi, who was crying from under his glasses, and gritted her teeth in anger.
"It sounds like someone is interrogating you? Are you doing this intentionally?"
Having said that, this is actually entirely due to my own irritation.
Bai Dong fully understood in his heart that Liao Qi definitely didn't do it intentionally.
After all, the monitoring of various physiological levels cannot be faked.
In other words, this was a mistake for herself - the first tragic overturn since she became a mind adjuster.
Was he too arrogant in the past?
Bai Dong thought to himself.
Just because you have never failed before, you have slacked off on practicing and improving your professional skills?
Or is it because I have forgotten the teachings of my mentor - always remember that the patient has nakedly exposed his soul to you, and you have to imagine that your hands are carrying the fragile soul of another person.
Looking at Liao Qi, who was lying on the bed, crying and muttering "Dad...Mom...", Bai Dong looked painful and closed his eyes.
She felt as if something was broken.
When she opened her eyes again, there was only determination in her eyes.
Clenching her teeth, she sat back in front of the console. She pulled up her sleeves and exposed her white arms.
Taking a deep breath, she looked at the various values on the screen and hovered her fingers over the virtual buttons.
Putting my dignity as a mental adjuster on the line, I must adjust Liao Qi's mood today! …
How on earth could this caveman laugh?
Wu Tou-1 looked at "Theseus" who was lying there silly and happy with a collapsed face, always feeling that the other party was laughing at him.
Laughing at his incompetence.
I have trained interrogation skills for so long, and practiced fine-tuning my emotions in reverse. After so many years of accumulation, I finally mastered this skill.
As a result, even if you try your best to awaken the other party's negative emotions, the other party will only...
"Hehehehehehehehe..."
It looked like a silly kid from a landlord's family daydreaming. Wutou-1 wanted to slap the guy's head in pieces.
But couldn't take a picture.
After all, it was a task arranged by the supervisor himself, so there was no way he could act on his own initiative and decide later.
Be loyal to the company and obey your superiors.
This is an iron rule that every employee of Pluto Diving Company knows.
"Have you laughed enough? Now tell me, who gave you that weak inertia Frisbee?"
Once again raising the opponent's negative emotions, Wutou-1 said sternly.
"Hahahahahahaha, I don't know... I really don't know. I just picked it up like this. Do you think I should be blamed for my good luck? Hahahahahahaha..."
Why is it so funny?
The man laughed wildly and said
Answer continuously.
Because the screams and pleas for mercy coming from the next door are the best way to show off, Tartarus deliberately did not install soundproofing materials when designing the interrogation room.
On weekdays, the only sounds that echo in the interrogation room are screams, roars, collapse, begging for mercy, despair, and hysteria.
However, what echoed today was laughter of great joy.
It was like a loud mockery of the supreme majesty of the company.
The interrogation room seemed to have turned into a circus.
Wutou-1 noticed that the surrounding interrogation rooms had become quiet at this time.
Those guys are all listening to my jokes...
Everyone else stopped the interrogation and listened carefully to what was going on here.
After all, no one had ever laughed so loudly in the interrogation room in the past.
Thinking of this, Wutou-1 felt a deep sense of powerlessness spreading, and even had the urge to just walk away.
Otherwise, the more effort you put into torturing yourself, the louder the other party will laugh.
He couldn't afford to lose this man.
However, his loyalty and sense of responsibility to the company still made him bite the bullet and continue.
Aconite-1 continues to fine-tune his emotions.
The other party laughed even louder.
"I don't believe it. How can you still cry?"
"Next, I will amplify your fear of darkness and noise, and then put you in it."
"Make me laugh, you bastard!"
"So, do you feel any regret now?"
"Fuck, why are the endorphins dropping so quickly? Pull it up, pull it up quickly."
"Double the pain stimulation!"
Jiang Zhou felt as if his body had become a tug-of-war rope connecting Bai Dong and Wu Tou-1, and he just let the two of them tug at his emotions through the void.
When you come, I go.
He deliberately vented the emotions he felt on both sides of his body by replacing them with his body - there was nothing he could do about it, otherwise his body in Tartarus might not be able to withstand the torture and keep his identity a secret. Say it all.
But the consequence of his doing this was that both parties decided to increase the dose.
As a result, this became a system like a turbocharger, with the intensity on both sides getting stronger and stronger, but no one stepped on the brakes, so...
Bang!
In the end, Jiang Zhou and Liao Qi fainted because they couldn't bear the increasingly intense emotions.
It's just that Liao Qi fainted from crying, while Jiang Zhou fainted from laughing.
Rarely, both of them fell asleep at the same time.
After an unknown amount of time, Liao Qi woke up first.
When he woke up, his first reaction was that he couldn't open his eyes - his eyes were swollen like two peaches.
"Hey, are you awake?"
A female voice that sounded quiet and melancholy echoed behind Liao Qi.
He turned around and saw Bai Dong hugging her knees and sitting on the bay window of the room. She looked melancholy at the lead-gray dome outside the window and the busy traffic on the road.
"Uh, hi...how long have I been asleep?"
Liao Qi asked.
"About six hours, I just watched you sleep here for six hours."
The other person's eyes turned to him and he answered quietly.
Liao Qi didn't know what he should say for a moment.
Seeing that Liao Qi didn't speak, Bai Dong continued:
"Actually, during these six hours, I have been thinking and thinking about a lot of questions... and finally I came to the conclusion that I may not be suitable to be a mind adjuster."
Smiling to herself, she turned her gaze to the bay window.
Only then did Liao Qi notice that the previous instruments used for mental adjustment, including the mental index measuring machine in the hospital, had all been packed away by her.
She had a discouraged look on her face.
"Will you come with me to find Team Leader Erwin later? I don't want to do it anymore."...
After Jiang Zhou woke up, he felt as if his abdominal muscles had been punched hard, and there was a faint pain.
Before he could figure out where he was, a burst of applause broke out from around him.
The applause was also mixed with whistles and cheers.
"That old man woke up!"
"Brother? A tough guy! I have never seen such a tough guy in my life."
"I heard that he is still a native? My dear, isn't this too fierce?"
Jiang Zhou was a little confused about the situation.
Looking around, he found that he was in a cell compartment, and the people in other compartments around him were applauding and cheering for him.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhou looked confused and asked the person next door to him - it was a bald young man with tattoos that looked like body paint. He was very difficult to mess with just by looking at his face.
But the other party looked at Jiang Zhou with reverence:
"I heard them say that you were tortured by those company dogs for several hours. Not only did you not scream, but you laughed at them the whole time... Is this true?
"It's his grandma's. If it's true, you're so damn smart!"
