Enthusiastic bosses never take dogs lightly

When Polnareff woke up, he found that he was lying in the hospital. He could not see one eye, but fortunately, his body felt nothing strange.

"This is me..." Polnareff turned his face to the side, and saw the door of the ward opened, and a nurse came in pushing a medical trolley. Seeing him waking up, he seemed a little surprised, and quickly walked over to him. Beside him, while ringing the nurse's bell, he said to the radio: "Mr. Polnareff in room 4108 is awake, doctor please come here."

Polnareff was still a little confused. Soon, a doctor in a white coat came in. He briefly checked Polnareff and asked some questions about his current physical condition. , and finally gave him a conclusion, "I can't see in one eye, which may have a certain impact on his vision in the future. Fortunately, the wound on his body is not infected, and the muscles on his legs are quite torn. He needs to rest for a while. Time, other aspects are not a big problem."

Hearing the doctor's conclusion, Polnareff was also relieved. If possible, who would want to leave a physical disability on their body?

"I've also contacted the doctor of the killing hospital about your situation. The doctor of the killing hospital said that he will come to the hospital to see you in the afternoon and give you a psychological diagnosis by the way." The doctor in front of him took the stethoscope from his ear and motioned him to continue lying down. Down.

"Saseiin?" Upon hearing such a name with Japanese characteristics, Polnareff couldn't help but think of his friend Noriaki Kakyoin, "Japanese?"

"Yes, Saseiin Kiara, there is no one among the top psychiatrists in the world." The doctor who treated Polnareff said highly, "Not only in Italy, but even in the whole world, you There is absolutely no way to find a psychiatrist who can compete with the doctors of the Killing Academy."

"Aren't you a little too fanatical?" Polnareff asked a little bit overwhelmed, "And why did the doctor from the Killing Institute come to give me a psychological diagnosis? I don't know this person at all."

"You lucky guy." The doctor couldn't help but said, "You were sent here by the doctor of the killing hospital. Do you know how many people in Italy want to meet the doctor of the killing hospital?"

"???" Polnareff, who was confused by the doctor in front of him, didn't dare to say any more, for fear that this person would say something weirder next and completely confuse himself.

Polnareff waited until the doctors and nurses had left before he began to sort out his memories. He remembered that in order to confirm who was following him that day, he walked as far as possible in unoccupied areas along the way, and then came to to the sea.The person watching him finally couldn't hold back and jumped out. Unexpectedly, those things were not human beings, but something worse.

He finally remembered that those guys were probably the monsters that Mr. Joestar said that the SPW consortium had been tracking.

Polnareff felt deep regret. He shouldn't have disobeyed Mr. Joestar.

A chaotic fight followed, with gunshots en route.

The reinforcements who came didn't know how many people there were, and they didn't know which side they belonged to, but judging from the fact that they sent themselves to the hospital in the end, no matter what, they should be from their side, right?

Maybe?Anyway, China will not be a bad person.

Thinking of this, Polnareff fell into a drowsy state again. After all, he was seriously injured, and the sequelae of blood loss hadn't healed so quickly.

It was already noon when Polnareff was awakened by hunger again. After enjoying a simple meal brought by the nurse in bed, he heard a polite knock on the door.

Polnareff, who wanted to ask who it was, suddenly thought of the psychiatrist of the killing hospital that the doctor had mentioned in the morning, and quickly said, "Please come in."

"Excuse me, I heard the doctor here told me that you are awake, so I hurried over here." The door of the ward opened, and a black-haired lady came in with a smile. Polnareff had never seen it.

The amazing beauty that can catch everyone's attention at the first glance, coupled with a very intellectual temperament, this woman is a bit too beautiful, and what is even more frightening is that even if she is so good, the more you look at her, the more you will think she is more beautiful.

It didn't take a second for Polnareff to fall directly into the opponent's beauty.

"I'm really honored that you appreciate my appearance, but if it's always like this, we won't be able to communicate." Saiseiin Kiara walked to Polnareff's hospital bed, and from his carry-on He took out a folder from his bag, then took out a pair of glasses from his white coat and put it on, then he said slowly.

"That, this..." Polnareff, who always claimed to be a passionate and romantic Frenchman, suddenly didn't know how to speak, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "When the gentleman said to me in the morning , didn’t tell me that the doctor of Shashengyuan turned out to be such a beautiful lady..."

"He didn't tell you my specific situation, probably because he was worried that you would think that a psychiatrist like me is not authoritative enough because of preconceived prejudices." Kiara Saseiin explained in a calm tone, "After all, in the current academic world, everyone Some psychological researchers are men, so it's not surprising that people would think that."

"How could it be, your beauty is like the morning star." Polnareff said very solemnly.

"Thank you very much for your compliment." Kiara replied with a smile.

Although Kiara's beauty is irrespective of age and gender, as long as she controls it a little, this beauty will not be as offensive as a weapon.Coupled with her elegant conversation and gentle voice, Polnareff soon let go of his original restraint and started talking and laughing with her.

“……然后呢，那个叫'恋人'的笨蛋就被我的同伴狠狠地揍了一顿，揍得连脸都变形了。”波鲁那雷夫笑着说起了过往的趣事，不过He wasn't completely out of his mind, so he didn't mention the stand-in messenger, didn't mention any specific names, and didn't even mention any actual locations.

Kiara, who was listening to him, only asked the icing on the cake questions at just the right place, and spent more time listening patiently, and cheered or surprised slightly.

Before they knew it, they were chatting until 03:30 in the afternoon.

"Well, it seems that your mental state is very good, so I can rest assured." When the nurse came in again to deliver medicine to Polnareff, Kiara wrote something in his notebook After that, he said with a smile.

"Oh... huh?" Polnareff was stunned, and it took him a while to realize, "That is to say, what we just did is a psychological diagnosis?"

"Yes, or what do you think a psychological diagnosis is?" Kiara closed his notebook and looked at the Frenchman in front of him with some amusement.

"I thought it would be in the consulting room, and then you asked me to answer?" Polnareff wanted to touch the sky-high hairstyle he was proud of, but found that the hair gel had fallen off a long time ago due to lethargy. , the silver hair is crooked now, and when Polnareff noticed this, his face instantly became a little terrified. He was chatting with a beautiful doctor just now with such a hairstyle!We chatted for more than three hours!

"It's okay, I think your current hairstyle is very cute." Kiara said with a smile, "The job of a psychiatrist is to listen to the heart of the visitor, so as long as you can safely reveal your true thoughts to me , is an effective psychological diagnosis.”

"Yes, is it?" Polnareff, who had never seen a psychiatrist before, said shyly.

Even if a man lost his sister, he only went to Notre Dame de Paris to pray once, and then put all his energy on revenge.

Kiara seemed to know his reaction, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, after all, generally speaking, the price of seeing a psychiatrist is not cheap."

Her words made Polnareff suddenly aware of a key issue, yes, this money is not cheap, whether it is medical treatment or seeing a psychiatrist, this money...

His face was a little blue, and then he thought of a more crucial question. Polnareff took a deep breath and asked, "Excuse me, why did you come to make this diagnosis for me? Besides, the doctor said that you will Did I take it to the hospital?"

"Yes." Kiara smiled and nodded to answer his second question, and then said: "You have seen those monsters before."

Seeing Polnareff nodding, she continued: "Those are monsters called ghouls. For ordinary people, even just seeing them may cause mental disorders. From this, it seems that your The will is really strong."

"At the same time, these monsters are also one of the targets that we, the 'Enthusiasm' organization have been fighting for a long time." Kiara took off her glasses, and when her identity changed from a psychiatrist to a gang member, her aura also changed. The original peaceful feeling disappeared instantly, and the magical charm filled the entire ward.

Polnareff showed a very shocked expression. In fact, because of the amount of information in Kiara's sentence just now, he himself is a little unclear about what he is shocked about.

After a while, he said with difficulty: "You, how can you be a gangster?"

"Pfft, hehehe." Kiara Kiara laughed, and the breath on his body became peaceful again, "Although I expected your reaction before, your reaction still makes me find it unexpectedly cute. "

Polnareff was a little dumb, and it took him a while to say: "That is to say..."

"Yes, I am a member of the passionate organization you have been looking for who the BOSS is, and I am still the second in command." Kiara Saseiin nodded and said, "Now we are in a very dangerous situation fighting the cultists , it may turn into a big battle at any time, the BOSS can't go away, so last time he sent one of his deputies to look for you, saved your life by the way, and asked me to take you to the hospital, and now he asked me to confirm your mental state."

Polnareff's expression became very strange, and he asked, "Cultists mean...?"

"People who believe in those guys." Kiara put the notebook into his bag, "Don't think that ghouls are beasts that don't understand anything just because of their ugly appearance. The intelligence of ghouls is not inferior to yours, and they even have a way to transform humans into ghouls."

The woman smiled and said something that broke Polnareff's three views, "Ghouls are immortal, and they have many wonderful powers, so there are a large number of ghoul believers in this world who believe in them, and hope It can also give you the ability to be immortal."

Seeing Polnareff's expression as if he had eaten something dirty, she continued: "However, the main target of our organization is not ghouls, although this time we will try our best to search for ghouls in Naples and other similar areas." Ghost cultists, but our main target is the Dunwich Church, a sect known for its pursuit of truth."

Although he wanted to ask why the pursuit of truth became their enemy, but thinking of ghouls and ghoul cultists, Polnareff subconsciously knew that this truth might not be a good thing.

"Honestly speaking, we have been in touch with the SPW Consortium before, of course, not in the name of an enthusiastic organization. This time I saw the relevant materials of the SPW Consortium on you, and we have also helped you contact the SPW Consortium. Now, Italy will be very dangerous in the next few months, please don’t come here again.”

After the woman finished speaking, she stood up from the hospital bed and walked to the door, "Adieu.~ (French: goodbye)"

"Wait a minute!" Polnareff wanted to catch up, but forgot about the torn muscles in his legs, and almost fell off the hospital bed.