Shelley drank the wine again, took a few deep breaths, and seemed much calmer when she spoke again: "I need a psychological evaluation."
"You will get your psychological evaluation, and we will also set up 24-hour full surveillance on you. This task will be handled by several ladies from the task force. Is that ok?"
"No problem." Shelley nodded, "But please block my information because I have to go to Masha's store tomorrow."
"Of course, of course." Mr. W said kindly, "We will take all these precautions. The report will also state that you may have been contaminated by memes or have some other strange superpowers that we don't know about yet. Now I want to talk about something that will not be written in the report."
Mr. W stared at Shelley and made a gesture of "You can have another cup of tea". After Shelley poured the tea and drank it himself, he continued: "Personally, I think things may not be that bad. Both we and Langley have planted sleeper agents through suggestion. The KGB seems to do more, but all these psychological methods require drug assistance and take up a lot of time.
"You can't play with people's minds with a pocket watch. Those hypnotists are either charlatans or can only suggest simple things in a short period of time. I think you know the most common examples used to illustrate the principles of hypnosis."
Shelley nodded. "I know. Put two cups of boiled water in front of people and say, 'Before hypnosis, I want to test your sensory acuity. I have added a very small amount of salt to one of the cups. Can you point it out?' Most people will either choose the cup they think has salt in it, or frankly say, 'I can't tell the difference.' Very few people will determine that there is no salt in either cup of water."
"Yes, hypnosis is nothing more than this. The real experts who specialize in hypnosis - or to be more precise, psychological suggestion - can only do this kind of thing in a short face-to-face time without the assistance of drugs and the whole environment."
Mr. W paused, then suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "You haven't been to Alan Manor, right?"
"What is that?" Shelley asked.
"Our sleeper agent training facility is in Glamorgan, Wales." Mr. W's eyes flashed with cunning, and Shelley immediately realized that the place name and the like were probably made up, but the facility should really exist. "In Alan Manor, we have built a whole set of buildings to create an atmosphere. Everything has been carefully designed to give the entire facility the atmosphere we need. Then we have to use drugs to assist our experts in implanting those activation words into the minds of the agents."
Shelley nodded: "I understand what you mean, but..."
"But he is the King in Yellow, so I am not saying that you will be fine now." Mr. W smiled, "He may have some superpowers, such as cognitive interference, but cognitive interference can only do some very specific things. The Americans seem to think that he has the ability of memetic contamination."
"You mean..."
"Think back, did he try to get you to accept certain ideas or things during this process? Did he emphasize something with very strong symbolic meaning in a very abrupt way?"
Shelley frowned as she thought back, and suddenly, it occurred to her: "He mentioned Doctor Who."
"What about Doctor Who?" W continued to ask.
"He mentioned that there was a villain in Doctor Who who could brainwash or hypnotize people... He, he hinted to me that people can be hypnotized or brainwashed for a short period of time!" Shelley suddenly realized, "It was him who deliberately made me suspect that something was implanted in my subconscious mind!"
Mr. W smiled with relief. "That's right. It makes a lot more sense. He used his memetic pollution ability to make you suspect that you were brainwashed. He wanted us to suspect you, isolate you, or even replace you with a female agent to carry out the mission. His goal has been achieved. I don't think Ms. M will trust you anymore, and as the head of a spy agency, I can no longer trust you as I did before."
"I understand." Shelley nodded.
"So, you have to think for yourself and decide how to act. As a person and as your teacher, I still believe in you. Find out his true face and discover his conspiracy. I think you can do it."
Shelley was about to nod, but hesitated: "If the Yellow King's true ability is really the memetic pollution that the Americans speculated, how can I maintain my self-esteem in the face of SSS-level memetic pollution?"
"I don't know." Mr. W still had a kind face. "I don't know, kid. But don't imagine the enemy to be so strong. Look, although he has SSS-level memetic pollution ability, you have seen through his tricks now, haven't you?"
Shelley took a deep breath, "I understand. I won't let you down."
"Very good, now let's go for a psychological evaluation." W pressed the button on the desk, and someone immediately opened the door from outside - it was the team's psychologist.
Shelley stood up and left the room.
**
When W was the only one left in the room, he picked up the phone on the table.
"Ms. M, did you hear everything?"
"Yeah, you made me get up in the middle of the night and listen to these things that are bad for my heart. Do you want me to retire early and inherit M's name?"
"It now seems that the Americans' judgment is correct. The King in Yellow is trying to spread his meme. He opened a maid shop and did live broadcasts for this purpose."
"What is the attitude of Greater China?"
"I'm not sure yet. They give me an ambiguous feeling, but Mr. Chen, who is in charge of the front line, seems to have a certain liking for the King in Yellow."
"Yeah." Ms. M's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very tired. "They are always ambiguous and hard to guess."
"In addition, I think that since the King in Yellow had such a plan, he would not have attacked Langley. Now judging from the results, the attack on Langley affected his execution of his plan."
"W, are you trying to say that someone is deliberately sabotaging the Yellow King's plans?"
"It's possible. I even suspect that this is... No, never mind."
W shook his head and ultimately did not say the scariest part of his guess.
"Just do your job well," Ms. M said in a steady voice. "Let the politicians handle the rest. They may be stupid, but some things need stupid people to do them."
"clear."
"Besides, there are other things you need to pay attention to."
"Are you talking about the duo in power armor whose whereabouts are still unknown? I will keep an eye on them."
"The situation in Greater China is very chaotic right now," Ms. M heard the sound of a spoon stirring in a teacup. "There may be three groups of powerful superpowers acting independently. Your task is to find out who the other two groups are and what their plans are. The surveillance by the King in Yellow is just a cover, please remember this."
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Yesterday, when I logged into Arknights, I was still a PhD.
Today, when I landed on Arknights, I became Avanti...
I suddenly realized that this is also meme pollution from Amilu!
Chapter 296: Britain also has some great dishes!
The next morning, after getting up, Masha ran up and down the stairs in her house as a morning exercise. She ran three times back and forth. As soon as she reached the first floor, she saw the British girl standing outside the store - Masha had pulled up the roller blinds in the morning so that the first floor would have better lighting and a morning feeling.
The British girl was leaning against the doorpost of the shop, with her small bag in front of her, which she held down with her left hand, and her mobile phone in her right hand, looking at something unknown.
This girl is very pretty and has a good taste in clothes.
It’s just that Masha’s comparison standard is relatively high, which gives people the feeling that it’s “nothing special”. In fact, among ordinary people, this girl will definitely get 100% attention.
Moreover, blonde hair and blue eyes are a guarantee of attracting attention.
Masha walked over and opened the door. This action seemed to scare the girl. She glanced at Masha and said, "Your Excellency Huang Wang actually came out alone to greet me? Aren't you afraid..."
She suddenly looked behind Masha.
Masha turned around and saw Cai Shi, who was in a nightgown and looked sleepy, walking towards her.
"I saw that you only ran three times but didn't continue running, so I came down to see the situation." Cai Shi walked to Masha, put her arm around Masha's arm with an intimate look, and then naturally used her body to block most of Masha's body.
The British girl teased, "You're so hot so early in the morning, someone who didn't know would think you were French."
Masha smiled and said, "We are in love. What did you want to say just now, 'I'm not afraid'?"
Shelley glanced at Masha and said, "Aren't you afraid that I might suddenly shoot you? You don't have any way to defend yourself against a gunshot, right?"
"At such a close distance, I would have knocked you down before you fired." Masha shrugged. "If you don't believe me, you can try it. I don't mind having a chance to do whatever I want to you."
Masha has long wanted to try out whether the feel of the big horse would be any different.
Shelley didn't respond, but pushed past Masha and entered the store.
At this time, Masha judged that his little trick yesterday was probably very effective.
So according to the plan, we should now find a way to take advantage of the situation.
So he said, "I will make breakfast after my morning exercises. What would you like to have, Miss Shelley—or should I teach you Miss Elizabeth?"
"Just give me some toast and milk." Shelley sat down at the innermost table in the store, still looking down at her phone.
"That won't do. China's food culture has a long history, and we have never been casual about what we eat."
"Then you can make some breakfast that will let me experience Chinese food culture." Shelley responded unhappily.
Masha smiled and said, "Leave it to me. But I have to finish today's morning exercise first."
After saying that, Masha left the store on the first floor and started running up the stairs again.
**
Shelley was the only one left in the store.
She glanced at the door leading to the stairs and the storeroom, then lowered her head again and pretended to look at her phone.
——Did he just try to establish the status of Chinese food culture in my mind?
——And then conquer me through delicious food?
——He definitely wants to conquer me. The girls around him are all very beautiful. Collecting beautiful girls must be his hobby. He uses meme pollution to make girls fall in love with him, and then add them to his collection.
——For a blonde like me, he would definitely...
Shelley suddenly remembered that the French girl was also a blonde beauty, and her looks were much better than hers.
——No, that’s not right. I am thinking in the wrong direction. Ambitious people must be greedy.
——I will foil his plot, just wait and see.
——Although mortals are far inferior to super-powered people in terms of individual combat power, I have a brave and strong heart. You super-powered people may be able to easily destroy our bodies, but you will never be able to easily destroy my mind.
Shelley's eyes sharpened.
-Also, although the whole world laughs at our British food, we in the UK still have some delicious dishes that we can show off!
——What's more, I usually eat mainly French and Italian food. I won’t be captured by delicious food so easily!
Just when Shelley was full of fighting spirit, she suddenly saw two girls, one big and one small, waving at her outside the store.
As an agent, she certainly remembered that these two people were the Japanese girl duo she had met yesterday.
Shelley actually has a lot of opinions about the Japanese and Americans. The Japanese must have been hired under the instructions of the CIA. The CIA probably thought that Yamato Nadeshiko would have a bigger audience among the Chinese than American sweethearts, so they did this.
However, Japan really found a Yamato Nadeshiko. What was it trying to do? Is it throwing meat buns at a dog? Since the first psychic awakening was confirmed and the spiritual energy revival was confirmed, various countries have been training young female spies who can be used to poach psychics from other countries. Didn't Japan have any results?
Oh yeah, and France, what's wrong with the French? Japan can't send out female spies, don't you have any in France?
Shelley was so angry when he saw the stupid faces of the Japanese who were completely unaware of the current situation.
——I am risking my own life to stop the evil Yellow King's plot! Can you please not appear in front of me with the expression of a middle school student on a picnic?
Despite this, she still smiled at the Japanese girl, stood up and opened the door for them.
Professional agents are naturally able to manage their emotions with ease.
The Japanese girl came in and stammered to Shelley: "Goodmorning, Watasi...ah, Jiga, Ai Aimu..."
"Why don't you just speak Chinese? Your English makes me wonder if I'm British. You can't even understand English."
"I'm sorry!" The Japanese girl named Xiao Di immediately apologized and bowed, but her forehead hit Shelley's chest.
Xiao Shi panicked: "I didn't mean it!"
She wanted to take a step back and bow, but she didn't pay attention to her feet and stepped on empty air and fell backwards.
Shelley grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
——I actually have to compete with this guy! What are the Americans doing! Send your American sweethearts here! This reckless guy won’t do!
"Um... I've already stood firm, can you please let me go..."
Xiao Shi in Shelley's arms' voice became softer and softer, and her face turned red.
On the contrary, the petite Japanese girl acted like a little adult, spreading her hands and sighing, "Dentition, dentition, I told you that you can't complete the task at all, and you still have to rely on me in the end (this paragraph is in Japanese)."
Shelley doesn't understand Japanese, but she has watched some Japanese animation and knows that "I Resama" is a very cool way to call herself.
Before Shelley could react, the arrogant girl ran towards the kitchen, yelling in Japanese.
——The King in Yellow probably doesn’t understand Japanese. What are the Japanese thinking? Sending this little brat who doesn’t understand Japanese and can’t even have a conversation here!
——Oh yes, the French did that too.
——Do they know that King Huang is carrying out a terrible plan?
——By the time the King in Yellow becomes the number one in China’s live streaming industry, it will be too late!
Shelley didn't notice at all that Xiao Shi's face in her arms was smoking.
Chapter 297 Have you ever seen a move of void confrontation?
Shelley was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a little girl's voice coming from the kitchen: "Delicious!"
It’s actually in Chinese.
Shelley looked at Xiao Shi, who was still in her arms, with confusion.
Xiao Di: "She said she wanted to learn, so I taught her a few common phrases..."
At this time, the little girl in the kitchen shouted again: "Sao Ni Ma, it's delicious."
"I didn't teach her that!" Xiao Shi said firmly without waiting for Shelley to look at her. "She went to the Chinese level and learned from them."
