Treatment room

The light is soft, R is lying on the comfortable chair, and the clock is ringing.

R half narrowed his eyes, suddenly, feel what is close to him, eyes suddenly opened, a hold each other's hand.

"R, relax, I'm going to test you for migraine. This is the most advanced medical equipment," the doctor cried

"If you don't believe it, you can check it. Here are the instructions."

R grabs the manual and confirms the sign.

It's really a device within the organization.

"Tell me in advance next time."

R is always on the alert. No one is allowed to come near.

"Well, not again."

The doctor thought that for so many years she should believe in herself a little, but did not expect that R was still so alert to him.

This kind of vigilance is actually a good thing for him.

The doctor attached the device to R's temple, turned around and breathed a little relief. Fortunately, she didn't resist.

He carefully examined R, and then began the previous medical treatment, and even increased the intensity of treatment.

R felt like he was in deep darkness, and a little light appeared in front of him.

"Mommy, you're hurt again."

"Mommy, did he hurt it?"

"Mommy, shall I take you away?"

"Mommy, I'm going to kill him."

It was the sound of six or seven year old milk, but there was a strong sense of killing in the sound of harmless human and animal.

R's heart beat slightly.

no way.

These two words appear in my mind, but why not?

Whose voice is this? Why does she feel heartache, worry and fear?

In her memory, there should be no such emotion.

Why on earth?

When she wants to think deeply, her brain aches instantly, which is a kind of heartbreaking pain.

Just when R wanted to think deeply, his brain was shocked, and the little light went out instantly.

"Ah

R was panting, her hands clenched into fists, as if resisting.

"Don't resist. You're confused."

"In fact, no one is talking. It's you who are talking. You're a real killer. You've been trained since childhood. You want to kill people, and those who can't stand it all want to kill."

"There's nothing wrong with that. The organization gives you a lot of support."

"So, you have to repay the organization well."

Ears have been echoing such words, R's brain also through the instrument, deeply recorded.

The doctor looked at R, who had been treated, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

R's reaction is getting stronger.

Fortunately, the brainwashing was successful again.

After the success of brainwashing, the doctor asked his men to look at R, and then went to find Morita himself.

Click, the door opens.

Morita just finished taking a bath, changed into comfortable clothes, sat on the sofa and was preparing to open red wine.

"Here we are."

"Come and have a drink to celebrate."

Morita already knows the result of the treatment. He does not accept failure.

So, there will only be celebrations.

After a moment's delay, the doctor finally couldn't help saying, "master, although this brainwashing was successful, she seems to remember something."

"Did she see anyone who was stimulated on her mission this time?"

"Today's test, her memory began to show signs of recovery."

"Of course, I've killed it right away, but I'm afraid there will be a second time."

After all, R has never been like this for so many years.

The doctor was not fully sure that she would be so lucky to find her revived memory in the future.