Psychological Control

"Maybe we can adopt that puppy." Sitting in the taxi from the veterinary hospital to one of the detour missions, Dillon said suddenly. "After today's competition schedule is over, we can ask the staff of the program team to help with some adoption procedures and prepare a quarantine certificate in advance. After the program filming is over, we can take it home directly."

"Are you crazy?" I replied casually, then turned to look at him.When I stared into his eyes, I realized that his eyes were full of seriousness.I hesitated before saying, "Why do you suddenly want to have a dog?"

"When you and your brother Dexter came to my store, they passed by the coffee shop across the street, which caused a riot by the pet dogs tied outside by the customers next to the coffee shop. I know it all too well." Dillon He lowered his voice, obviously not wanting the photographer Ander who was following him in the passenger seat to hear him.

"So what?...Does this mean that we are not suitable for keeping dogs?" I avoided his gaze and said

"But you're looking at that little milk dog sleeping on your shoe, that's not what you're telling me." When Dillon saw me, he didn't want to make eye contact with him, and finally turned his gaze away from me. pressure.

I shook my head and insisted: "It's the first time I've seen a small animal that is willing to take the initiative to approach me. It feels very novel. But because of this feeling, it doesn't feel too good to adopt a little guy that we may not take good care of. Are you irresponsible?"

"When did you become so caring, Brian?" Dillon said with a smile in his tone, "Dogs are usually trained as companion dogs, accompanying patients with mental illness to ease their illness. Since you have been so worried For your own mental state, why not try to raise a puppy who is not afraid of you?"

"Dexter's neighbor's boxer, don't forget what I told you about why we are hated by animals." I shrugged and looked out the taxi window at the street.

"That's because he did something more out of bounds, but you have always abided by your own moral principles, haven't you?" Dillon raised his hand to my shoulder, and rubbed my hair with his palm. "Why don't you give yourself a further chance? When you help Dexter, you also want to improve your mental state. And Dexter is also getting better with your help."

I shook my shoulders and shook off the man's hands and feet.Dillon sometimes does not speak, but his observations are always so meticulous.And when I opened my mouth, I always clicked on something that I couldn't refuse.

"Having a dog will give me a better chance?" I couldn't help but give him a blank look, "I've been in a mental sanatorium in Miami for more than ten years, and I haven't encountered this kind of treatment yet."

"That's because they are usually used in the military to help veterans with post-traumatic stress disorder to treat and alleviate the condition." Dillon insisted on persuading me despite my repeated rejections. "This is just right for your situation, isn't it? Although it may be too late, it's just the right time."

I know that he saw my psychological situation, and after meeting Dexter, I was freed from the state of huddling myself and being wary of the outside world all the time among the survivors.Although it was nearly 20 years late after the incident, it was indeed the most opportune time.

"You let me think again... After the game, can I tell you my decision tonight?" Under his serious insistence, I was finally defeated.When facing this man, I will always give up my persistence because of his influence.

But what he made always seems to be the right choice, so I still can't have any negative thoughts about him because of this.It's like being domesticated. …the thought gave me a start, but then an inexplicable sense of relief.

"Okay." Dillon nodded.After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "When I was in the military, our teammate was a dog trainer. You don't have to worry about raising it and no one will take care of it. I learned a lot from that brother, but I didn't expect that I might use it in the end." superior."

A discussion caused by a nervous little milk dog finally came to an end when the taxi took us to the location of the pig-catching mission.We have to devote ourselves to the game again, and this time our effort is not to maintain the first advantage, but to ensure that we will not be eliminated.

After all, the three groups of people on the first minibus, including us, were delayed for more than an hour because of sending the female cat to the veterinary hospital.If there is no accident at this time, the other contestants on the second and third buses are estimated to have arrived at the mission location and started to complete the mission.

But of course, no one complained about the accident.After confirming that the mother cat and her cubs were safe and applying for the attention of animal protection organizations, Sam Dean and David decided to return to the game.I didn't have a low EQ or a gregarious request to Dillon that we should leave in advance, so we were on the same starting line as them.

For the detour mission this time, we chose the pig-catching mission that is more inclined to physical labor.In view of Dillon's dance idiot attributes, I have not yet chosen to learn to dance jig dance, and I will be eliminated.

"In the pig-catching task, players must enter a circular quagmire with a diameter of at least ten meters. Catch the oily pigs running around in it. Once you catch four of them and hand them over to the farmers, you can get the next clue." I packed my luggage and rushed out of the taxi behind Dillon, and the taxi of David and Kurt stopped right behind us.I hurriedly read the mission requirements.

Another option for the detour mission, the mission completion requirement is that the jig dancers must learn and perform traditional dances, and once they satisfy the judges who are doing it, they can get the next clue.Of course we don't need to know this, so I just glanced at it and didn't read it out loud.

When we rushed to the side of the quagmire amidst the welcome of local villagers in costumes, we found that except for the two blonde women, Lucy and Louise, who were not present, all the other contestants were standing beside the quagmire covered in mud Wait in line.It was Tevez and Vera who were struggling to drive the pigs in the quagmire.

"Oh my God! Brian! Dillon!" Zoe was the first to see us, she cried out in surprise and pointed at us to call her brother. "I thought you guys had already finished your mission and left... What happened?!"

At this moment, Tevez and Vera grabbed the fourth pig they requested, and walked out of the quagmire contentedly.He laughed as he passed by us.

"It seems that this time the number one is ours." Said the mean policewoman Vera.

I didn't pay attention to their intentions, and I didn't even look at the police couple. I said to Zoe, "It's hard to explain. Where is your mission now? I didn't expect so many people to choose such a difficult option."

"We've caught three of them, and we're short of one! This time, within 5 minutes, we must finish!" After Tevez and Vera went out, James and Sid, who were in the forefront, were about to enter the stage.As we passed by, James spoke.

"So it's a 5-minute time limit for each team?" I heard the implication from his words.

"That's right, come on, you can just shoot behind us." Joseph just handed the piglet in his hand to the farmer, and walked over to join the conversation while touching the muddy water at one end. "Before you came, we just came over from the dance school. Caught our first piglet! Lucy and Louise are two women who don't want to get dirty and are still trying to learn."

Without hesitation, Dillon and I put down our bags and began to undress, leaving only a pair of underwear on our bodies.For the sake of completing the task, you don't have to run the rest of the journey wearing a muddy suit.Then we got in line behind Zoe and Joseph before David and Kurt arrived.

"You can only catch one at a time, or is it okay to catch as many as you can within the time limit?" Kurt stood in the queue very colorfully as soon as he arrived, and began to take off his cumbersome coat.Then he asked a question that I was just about to ask.

"It doesn't matter how much you want to catch!" Joseph replied with a smile. The two siblings have no habit of hiding their clumsiness.So he is still very happy to tell others the news that can be known by just asking casually.

"It just depends on whether you have such high efficiency. Don't think it looks simple. Zoe and I had a mess just now, and it was not easy to catch one in the last minute."

"Hahaha, it seems that you want to keep your image, Brian, but it's not as easy as eating duck eggs!" Sam and Dean, who arrived at the end, heard Joseph's words as soon as they walked over.Subconsciously, Sam made an excuse to tease me.

Dillon stared at him inexplicably. This man, who was as tall as him, looked extremely straight, but he always made some misleading actions.So Dillon still had some subconscious precautions.

Sam's brother Dean, it's not like the family doesn't go into the house.He gloated at the model duo, James and Sid, who were struggling to catch the last piggy in the quagmire.The rather handsome appearance of the two had long since disappeared, and at this moment there were two clay figurines rolling in the mud.Flying over the panicked piglets.

"Don't worry, Brian just needs to stand there and help me drive, I'll do it." Dillon didn't intend to let these two guys have a chance to laugh at me, so he said to himself before I opened my mouth to fight back.

But what he said also made sense... At least judging from the situation in the field at this time, maybe it was because I was standing outside the fence on the side of the quagmire.Therefore, the little pigs who had been randomly running around in the quagmire circle had automatically reduced the scope of the circle at this time.All of a sudden, it turned into a fan shape.

Maybe I can't catch pigs, those little pigs can't wait to avoid me by 30 meters.But standing in the field and chasing pigs as a shepherd dog, I can still perform well.