Chapter 12 Goodbye Glasses Girl
After listening to him tell the story of the poor father and son, Zoe rewarded him with a sweet kiss on his lips: "Little Jack, you are such a kind person,"
Jack sighed. Although he had always been a single dog in his previous life, he had also been down and out. If it hadn't been for the help of a friend, he might have been in trouble ever since. How could he still live so handsomely after the age of 40? .
The reason why I helped the father and son today was entirely for his own sake. If he was a police detective who could handle the case independently, he might just let them go. After all, he knew the ethics of American child welfare agencies. , it is very possible that the little boy was taken away from his father for some inexplicable reasons.
Of course, Jack has neither the desire nor the ability to change the reality of the beautiful country’s economic recession and the decline of the middle class. He is not that great. He can rely on the system to improve his abilities in this strange world and take care of those around him. Girls are his biggest wish at the moment.
As for the future, he should wait until he fully understands the upper limit of the system's capabilities before making a decision. Now there is a more serious and realistic problem before him.
After a gun battle today, he fell into the same manic mood as before. He came over in the evening to give Zoe a good beating.
Before, Jack also found a friend who was a top student in high school and bought several psychology books on his advice. He even selected the skill - Psychology (Introduction), but he still couldn't Can't find the answer.
After Jack described his problem, Zoe held his face and looked left and right, and gave him an answer that made him laugh: "I only heard about PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) when I was in the army. Stress disorder), I have never heard of the situation you are talking about. I think it may be that God thinks you are too perfect, so you have this small flaw."
Continues. Sister Meiyan said with a malicious smile: "Actually, you don't need to pay too much attention to this matter. I specifically allow you that if you encounter a similar situation when I am not with you, you can find little Hannah to solve the problem."
Jack suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and blurted out: "Are you sure?"
Seeing that he answered so quickly, Zoe left a tooth mark on his shoulder angrily and gritted her teeth and said: "Yes. Yes, you can also find Maureen. I think she is very interested in you. She has been asking me about you since we had dinner last time. As a psychiatrist, if she can't solve your problem, ask her to find another way. Help you solve it."
I love the world of American TV series, and I love Sister Yu. Jack suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, but pretended to be hurt on the surface: "Dear, are you doubting me when you say this? ? I think I need you to help me with further treatment."
Zoe rolled her eyes angrily, and then let out an exclamation, indulging in the surging waves.
The next day Jack went to Maureen's office in the EAP Counseling Center as usual, not because he believed Zoe's ridiculous suggestion, but because of the mandatory requirements of the police union.
"That's basically it. The symptoms will continue after the incident until I... uh... vent it out." Jack's expression was slightly embarrassed. "I hope this issue will not be recorded in my file. I know that if I submit my resume to the FBI or other departments, these files will be seen by them. I don't want to be regarded as an antisocial personality or a sentimental maniac."
< br>Today, Maureen wore a knee-length white dress. The style was simple but showed off her figure. The makeup on her face was obviously much lighter than last time. She was taking a ladylike route. She did not sit behind a desk like last time. It was across the coffee table, sitting opposite Jack's sofa.
She was not wearing stockings, her beautiful naked legs were slender and straight, and the pink nail polish on her toes could be seen through the hollowed-out high-heeled shoes on her right foot. She was thinking while listening to Jack talk about his problems. She also bends her toes subconsciously, which makes her look very cute.
Well, I don’t know why Jack would use the word cute on a lady in her 30s. He is not a disgusting foot control, but I have to say that Maureen, the girl with glasses, Today's outfit really makes people feel like they have nowhere to place their eyes, and no matter where they look, it gives people the illusion of blasphemy.
After listening to Jack's narration, Maureen elegantly picked up the tea cup and took a careful sip. She pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and said, "Don't worry, Zoe is my best friend. You have me." Guarantee that there will be no paper records or recordings of any future chats between us on this issue."
Seeing Jack nod gratefully, she then asked: "Can you elaborate on it? What was your reaction when facing a life-or-death crisis or an extremely stressful situation, and what were your specific thoughts when the symptoms appeared afterwards? "
Jack was trying to think hard, but it was actually completely unnecessary, because the scene at that time was like a slow movie. Just like a shot, you can replay it frame by frame just like in the player with a little recall.
“The first time was when a suspect fired at my police car with an automatic rifle on the roadside. I turned sideways and lowered my head to avoid it. At that time, a bullet grazed my ear and shot into the cushion. From that moment on, I could With the clear feeling and the secretion of adrenaline in the body, not only the spirit remains highly concentrated, but also the observation ability, reaction ability, and even the whole person's confidence have been greatly improved."
"Until the day I killed the suspect, I felt very confident. None of them showed the normal reaction of a normal person when faced with tension. Afterwards, I even forced myself to look at the suspect’s body. Although I felt sick, I had no desire to vomit.”
"The second time was yesterday when I saw the suspect pointing a gun at Superintendent Gray. That feeling came again. I clearly realized that it was too late to get the rifle in the back seat. I could kill the suspect at this distance, so I immediately took out the pistol. The magazine was empty, even though I practiced on the 10-meter pistol target in the previous month."
Hearing this, Maureen took a report, took a look at it, and asked with interest. : "In fact, you did it, right? The report said that all 15 bullets you fired yesterday hit the suspect's torso, and you used single-shot mode and did it in less than 5 seconds?"
"Yes, this is a super-level performance." Jack scratched his head and admitted, thinking that this was the effect of breaking through 20 mental powers, and had nothing to do with the sequelae caused by the damn adrenaline.
"So what's the problem? As a law enforcement officer, isn't it a gift to have this super-calm approach to combat? Do you know how many police officers come to me every year for help with combat phobia? One of them Most of them had to quit their front-line positions," Maureen said with a bit of a laugh.
(End of this chapter)