Chapter 2999: Green Trees Shade the Long Summer Days (44)

However, Shiler still turned his head to look at the nurse. He saw a somewhat familiar face, but could only say he had an impression, yet couldn't remember what she was specifically called.

The nurse immediately became a bit shy. She said, "Don't you remember me? My surname is Goethe, I graduated from the Nursing major at Cat Getan Vocational and Technical College..."

Shiler seemed to have a bit of an impression. He remembered that this Miss Goethe's mother seemed to have caused a stir, and later she was a bit unadapted after entering Cat Getan Vocational and Technical College, but it seemed she had graduated now.

"In fact, I graduated four years ago, Professor." Miss Goethe said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm considered an old nurse in the hospital now."

To tell the truth, Shiler was still quite gratified. Those children cultivated by Cat Getan Vocational and Technical College now seemed to have become the backbone of all walks of life. In a sense, it could be considered changing the fate of a generation.

"Uh, let me check your IV first... My heavens, this needle... I mean, doesn't it hurt for a snake to get an injection?"

Few animals have pain perception as developed as humans. Shiler turned his head to look at the needle stuck in his neck.

His current snake body was actually only the length of a human arm, so the needle used for human injections was very thick for him, but in reality, he didn't have much feeling of pain.

This beast-transformation magic of the witch Circe was really magical. It didn't just change the appearance, but also changed the life form. It could be said that it completely turned a person into a certain animal, even under the most advanced X-ray, it couldn't be distinguished, having a world of difference from some magicians' appearance disguise magic.

Shiler felt this might also be the difference between witchcraft and magic. If it weren't for Brand's status being too high, recognizing him at a glance and using his magic to give him the ability to speak, I'm afraid most people would only think he was an ordinary snake.

This move had huge lethality to ordinary people, because you didn't have any chance to argue at all and fell into the same treatment as animals...

Suddenly, Shiler thought of other uses for this move.

However, he had to find a way to adjust his state and avoid getting heatstroke again. Now he started to miss his umbrella a bit.

During the IV process, under his guidance, Helen went to Victor's place and brought back another unfinished portable cooling device. The cooling area of this thing was just about half an arm's length. As long as Helen held it in her hand, Shiler, who was coiled on her arm, could be completely covered.

Helen took Shiler to Williams' place. Heckman, the husband of Pari, was guarding there. When Shiler walked over, he found that Williams was just tied to a tree, with several injuries on his face, which were clearly left by fists.

"It seems you had a very pleasant time."

When Shiler made a sound, Heckman was startled, but he was worthy of being a Gothamite and quickly accepted the reality of a person changing into something else.

"He kept yelling, so I had to give him a few punches. I might have knocked out a few of his teeth. It shouldn't have any effect, right?"

"It's fine. I didn't expect you to be so restrained. I thought you would do more."

Heckman frowned and said, "When I saw him, I wanted to kill him. It's not that I didn't have the guts, it's just that I knew if I took action, he would die very quickly, which would be unfair to all the children."

Shiler nodded. He could understand Heckman. The other party was an engineer, not a doctor. Even if he had the guts of a Gothamite, killing people was mostly done with guns or knives, all aiming to be fatal.

Although there were many bad people in Cat Getan, talented perverts were few after all. Most Gothamites like Heckman only had the courage of a reckless man, having neither talent nor acquired training techniques. Trying to engage in body art was still too difficult.

And Shiler felt that Heckman might know some means of torturing people, but theory is theory, and there was still a certain psychological barrier to taking action.

People always feel that being interrogated must be very hard to endure, but in fact, in psychology, most interrogators cannot enjoy it, but are subjected to very strong mental torture, and sometimes they don't even realize it themselves.

Except for a few psychopaths, most humans have an instinctive sympathy for their own kind. When they see their own kind bleeding, crying, and screaming, their survival and rescue instincts will be activated, which will prompt them to forget themselves and extend a helping hand.

And interrogators must resist such instincts all year round, not only ignoring them but even forcing themselves to become excited, forcing themselves to concentrate on experiencing this pain. Over time, they themselves will also face extremely strong mental pressure.

In daily life, many people suffer mental torture from elders or friends and feel very painful, but often the people who torture them don't feel much better, and their mental state is even worse than theirs.

Essentially, this is because this is a relationship of interrogation and being interrogated. They are constantly violating the human instinct to rescue their own kind, and the accumulated excessive mental pressure makes them collapse as well.

But they cannot stop, because they think that by torturing others, they can alleviate this pressure and make themselves feel better, but in reality, it cannot at all. This will form a vicious cycle.

For Heckman, it was the same. He could very decisively end Williams with one knife and let this damn criminal go to hell, but if he were to torture him as long as possible, it would also make him face very strong mental pressure, and might even cause damage to his mental health, which could be said to be a lose-lose situation.

Shiler glanced at Williams. The other party actually still had the strength to glare at him, but Shiler quickly withdrew his gaze. Helen took out a syringe from her pocket.

Heckman took the syringe and found it was an anesthetic. The concentration wasn't very high, and it shouldn't be enough to completely make a person lose their mind.

Shiler pointed at Williams with the tip of his tail. Heckman didn't hesitate either, walked over, and injected the drug.

Many people feel that once an anesthetic is injected, one will be weak all over, but in reality, it's not the case. Generally, anesthesia in clinical practice must be combined with muscle relaxants; using only anesthetic is not enough.

So Williams, who was injected with an anesthetic, although he started to feel dizzy, still didn't give up struggling and even became a bit manic.

Helen walked in front of him and raised her hand. As the effect of the anesthetic became stronger and stronger, Williams' eyes gradually became unfocused and he began to sink into some kind of dream.

Shiler wanted to hypnotize him.

It was said before that the hypnosis used by normal psychologists doesn't have such strong power, and it's not at all as evil as many stereotypes suggest.

But the hypnosis used by abnormal psychologists does indeed have some evil effects.

First, this kind of hypnosis must be combined with drugs, and it must be a very precise dosage of drugs. The anesthetic was helped out by Miss Goethe. Although the control of anesthetic drugs in American hospitals is also strict, it's mostly to prevent you from stealing them to sell for money. As long as it's done relatively cleanly, no one will go to great lengths to investigate.

Secondly, the other party cannot have too strong a will. To be precise, they cannot guess that you want to hypnotize them before using the drugs. Once there is such psychological preparation, it's basically impossible to succeed.

Finally, it's best for the other party to be in extreme emotions such as fear, anger, or sadness. The more intense the emotion, the better. If they have already almost lost their minds, the probability of success is much greater.

Although Williams performed very strongly, one could tell at a glance that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He had already been kidnapped; could he not panic?

And after all, he was a wealthy man who had lived in luxury for many years. The few punches Heckman gave him were enough to make him uncomfortable.

In this situation, it was much simpler for Shiler to forcibly hypnotize him.

However, it was impossible to modify common sense or personality, and Shiler didn't intend to do so. He just told Williams the truth.

Edgar was a superpowered individual. Shiler didn't believe he had the level to make memory modification perfect. As long as there was any loophole, Shiler could peel off all the truth along this one corner.

And once a person like Williams realized that there had always been transcendent power helping him, he would definitely treat the possessor of this power as the last straw.

Don't look at the huge gap between the witch and ordinary people. The potential that a person like Williams could burst out in the face of death was huge.

Hypnosis was still very strenuous. Shiler worked intermittently for more than three hours before finally completing it.

Shiler had Heckman take Williams, whose anesthetic effect was about to pass, back to a safe house Williams had prepared before. The location of the safe house was also found in Williams' memory. This should be his most secure base.

This was also a method with no other choice. All locations related to the case had been sealed off, and even the high school in the Polokin community had suspended classes. Williams had almost nowhere to go, and it would be completely over once the arrest warrant was issued.

And when he woke up, he would realize that as an ordinary person, he could no longer reverse this matter, and the only one he could seek help from was the mysterious witch who had once given him help.

After Williams' side ended, Shiler went to find Miss Richie. Miss Richie directly brought Bob back to the house where she lived when she was a child. It was a very old house, not far from the old mansion of the Cobblepot family. Now it was completely not an economic center, and almost no one would go there.

By the time Shiler arrived, it was almost dark. The good news was that it wasn't so hot, but the bad news was that Shiler's heatstroke was only alleviated, not cured. After another hypnosis that consumed a lot of energy, he started to feel dizzy.

Bob's situation was more miserable than Williams'. After all, Miss Richie really had a grudge against him. He was obviously beaten quite badly, and his leg was broken. Fortunately, Helen could use Doomsday spores to help him heal his leg.

Shiler spent quite a bit of effort to persuade Miss Richie and got back his umbrella. Unfortunately, he couldn't hold the umbrella now and could only hand it to Helen.

According to Miss Richie, the patterns on this umbrella couldn't be looked at. For people with weak willpower, they would faint after one look. Bob was unprepared and then got hit.

Shiler suspected that the principle of this umbrella might be similar to Cthulhu. The Life Equation simply wasn't something humans could understand. One look was equivalent to being poured with countless knowledge, so naturally, one would faint.

This even saved the anesthetic. Bob was already half-dreaming and half-awake, so Shiler could just perform hypnosis directly.

After completing Bob's hypnosis, Shiler was really quite tired. Mainly, the volume of this snake wasn't big, and its energy storage wasn't as good as a human's, so its activity time was naturally greatly shortened.

After letting Bob go, Shiler returned to the ward where Killer Croc was. He decided to have a good rest here for the night. ===== CHAPTER 3000 =====