Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

In the room, the woody fragrance in the air seems to be a little stronger, but it is not pungent. On the contrary, it makes people feel like they are in a natural forest when they smell it, and their body and mind relax unconsciously.

It still started with a chat, and then Runwu entered the consultation process silently.

There is no doubt about Harleen's professionalism, and Hong Fei is also very cooperative.

Even if some of the questions began to revolve around the theme of "crime", Hong Fei did not avoid it or deliberately gave the opposite answer.

After a while, Hong Fei lay down and Harleen massaged his head gently.

"Mr. Hong, are you on vacation recently?"

"Yes, I broke my arm while on patrol, so the police station gave me a period of leave."

Harleen looked at Hong Fei's arm: "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, my self-healing speed is relatively fast..."

"How do you spend your time on vacation? In fact, today happens to be the first day of my vacation, but I don't know what to do yet."

Hong Fei closed his eyes and said, "On vacation, of course, you can do whatever you want to do, play whatever you want, and eat what you want. Don't you have all of these?"

Harleen immediately fell into deep thought.

After a while, she sighed helplessly, and then said: "I... seem to really have nothing to do."

Hong Fei opened his eyes and failed to see Harleen's expression. His vision was blocked by the protruding white shirt.

He closed his eyes again and said softly: "Then if you are tired from work, how do you relax?"

Harleen thought for a while, "I will pour myself a glass of red wine, light some aromatherapy, and then soak in the bathtub. It will make my whole body feel relaxed. Sometimes I may even fall asleep in the bathtub until I suddenly feel Get cold or accidentally slip into the water.”

Turns out she is a homebody.

Hong Fei suddenly felt that Ha Lin might have suppressed herself too much on weekdays, so she had a completely different temperament after she broke out.

After a moment of silence, Hong Fei suddenly asked: "Do you still remember your ideals when you were a child?"

"Of course. I remember it very well."

"What is it?"

"Psychologist."

"..."

Harleen smiled: "Well, it was because I watched TV when I was a child and thought the psychiatrists on TV were very powerful, so I had this ideal. But when I actually became a psychiatrist, I realized that it was not as good as I imagined. So amazing. But I still love what I do."

"I can tell."

If she didn't really love it, then she probably wouldn't have chosen to come to Arkham for a "lack of empathy" issue.

You must know that the frequency of replacement of psychiatrists here is ridiculously high. People often come because of the temptation of high wages, but they often choose to leave soon because of the environment here and those crazy criminals.

"Perhaps you can develop some other hobbies for yourself?"

Harleen blinked: "Huh? Then do you have anything you can recommend to me?"

“You don’t have to do anything, even if you just go out for a walk, you may find a lot of things you want to try while walking.”

Harleen paused after hearing this, "I don't like shopping very much."

Hong Fei: It’s hopeless.

While stroking Hong Fei's hair, Harleen looked at the lower half of his cheek, and suddenly licked her lips slightly and silently.

Not long after, Harleen ended the massage and said, "Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"No, I slept enough last night."

In fact, Hong Fei didn't sleep at all, and his body didn't need to rely on sleep to regulate at the moment.

The ability brought about by "light energy control" allows him to work continuously just by basking in the sun. The light energy will automatically replenish energy and repair the body. He is definitely more energetic than a robot when working. After all, machinery is still powerful. There will be areas of wear or need for repair.

In other words, as long as the light energy is sufficient, Hong Fei is a perpetual motion machine that never gets tired.

She turned over, sat up, and turned her head. In the meantime, Harleen stood aside, holding the towel tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to speak but stopped, stopped but wanted to speak.

"What's wrong?" Hong Fei asked.

"You..." Harleen looked hesitant and said intermittently: "I want to say...you, you...ah, right, are you hungry?"

I think you are hungry.

In order to prevent Harleen from being embarrassed any longer, Hong Fei nodded: "One thing, I didn't eat breakfast."

Harleen breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been forgiven, and then quickly said: "Okay, I'll prepare it for you. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"I can do anything, just like you."

"Okay, you can go around by yourself, I'll go right away."

"Ah."

Harleen turned around and left quickly.

Hong Fei shook his head.

If it were the previous Dr. Harleen, the conversation just now would not have been directly facilitated by Hong Fei's sudden question, because Harleen always had a way to dominate the conversation during the consultation process.

The person who talks a lot is not necessarily the leader. The person who lets you speak according to her expectations and guidance is the one who truly dominates the conversation.

In other words, Harleen has begun to change.

Hong Fei felt that it was almost time for her to take a step further.

This is not a sadomasochistic affair, and there is no need to delay it like a mother-in-law.

At present, he has basically found all the people he wants. The prologue comes to an end, so let's get straight to the point.

After getting up, Hong Fei glanced at the simple furnishings in the room. This style was different from the first three women. 33 novel network

Turning back to the living room, Hong Fei sat on the sofa and continued watching TV.

the other side.

Harleen stood in the kitchen, her hands on the counter, her face so red that she almost bled.

She raised her head while taking a deep breath, her hair fell back, and her ears were stained with a deep blush.

Taking a few steps back, she leaned against the kitchen countertop, holding her cheeks in her hands. She felt the inexplicable heat and her breathing became more rapid.

"Oh my god, why did I say that just now..."

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, Harleen pressed her hands on her chest, shook her head quickly, and whispered to herself.

"No, no, it's just a dream. I can't think about it anymore. This is wrong!"

"I can't do that. I am a doctor and she is my patient..."

"And he's still... I can't be with a criminal..."

"I can't report him because he trusts me and will answer all my questions without reservation. I'm just a doctor..."

"...I don't know how he did it. It's the largest Federal Reserve Bank. No one has ever tried it before, but he succeeded it the first time..."

"No, no, no, what am I thinking? That's a crime!"

"But... it was really exciting. He must have made a lot of preparations. I can't figure out his plan no matter how hard I think about it. If I asked him, would he tell me..."

"Uuwu...what happened to me..."

Harleen covered her face tightly.

Hong Fei was sitting in the living room, his expression changing rapidly as Ha Lin muttered.

He swore that he definitely didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but that Harleen's voice was slightly offended.

It would be fine if she kept her voice deep in her heart, but if she really spoke out, even if it was as thin as a gnat, Hong Fei would be able to hear it clearly.

Harleen actually wanted to know how Hong Fei did it.

Hong Fei felt that she was still too restrained. Harleen might not only want to know the plan, but maybe she even wanted to try it herself.

This otaku girl seems to be holding back too much.

A moment later, Harleen came out with a dinner plate. There was no abnormality on her face, but her eyes no longer made even a moment of contact with Hong Fei, as if she could avoid it.

Harleen prepared a simple lunch.

Steak, potato soup, green salad and coffee.

Both meals were identical.

"Well done." Hong Fei said after looking at it.

Harleen lowered her head and smiled, her lips moved, but in the end she didn't answer.

The two of them sat side by side on the sofa, watching TV and eating at the same time. The atmosphere was not that awkward.

It was just a coincidence that after a commercial on TV, a scene about the robbery of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York suddenly popped up.

Harleen's hand holding the fork shook slightly, and the fork made a long clanging sound after it collided with the porcelain plate.

Hong Fei turned to look at her.

Harleen's right hand trembled slightly, and she pinched the fork hard with her five fingers. The chewing movement paused suddenly, and then continued unnaturally.

Hong Fei laughed secretly in his heart, but pretended to be confused and asked: "What's wrong?"

Harleen buried her head even lower, as if she wanted to get into the salad in front of her, and Hong Fei's response was just to shake her head.

Seeing that she kept stuffing food into her mouth, Hong Fei stopped teasing her and went back to watching TV.

The TV station's comments were still boring, and they actually started to discuss whether the Federal Reserve Bank was really robbed of gold.

Those who think it has been robbed are the most talked about video of Hong Fei picking up a gold mountain and the recent unusual actions of the Federal Reserve.

Those who believe that they have not been robbed continue to show the press conferences and statements made by the New York City Police Department, city and state governments, bank executives, federal departments and White House spokespersons.

This made Hong Fei frown.

Let alone the former, how can the latter still believe the statements of those people?

Such quarrels have been repeated repeatedly. In the end, no matter how many people still believe that the gold was robbed, there will definitely be many people who have changed their minds and believe that the gold robbery is a complete fake news.

This is the role of public opinion and propaganda. This kind of controversy that is happening every day must be deliberately caused by someone.

Master Hong was heartbroken.

As a truly free person, Hong Fei cannot bear to see these people who talk about freedom every day being deceived.

He felt that he had an obligation to let more people know the truth at this time.

Watching the opposition representative on TV spitting that the gold had not been robbed at all, Hong Fei felt a strong sense of mission.

His eyes changed slightly, and the friendly smile at the corner of his mouth turned into sarcasm.

Just in time, Dr. Harleen, who secretly observed Hong Fei out of curiosity, saw this scene and was so frightened that she directly grabbed the soup bowl and drank it for herself.

After eating, Harleen took the initiative to collect the food. Hong Fei wanted to help but was refused, so he could only sit and watch her clean up.

After a while, Harleen wiped the water stains on her hands and walked out with two glasses of lemonade.

As soon as the water glass was put down, Hong Fei said bluntly: "You have something to say."

"Huh?" Harleen was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and she shook her head instinctively.

Hong Fei said first: "Or do you want to hear what I have to say?"

Hearing this, Harleen finally raised her head to look into Hong Fei's eyes again. After feeling the seriousness in those eyes, Harleen was stunned for first, and then whispered: "What...what do you want to say?"