Chapter 1803: Summer in Fool Village (XVI)

A typical English manor is usually divided into a front hall and a back hall. Walking in from the symmetrical main entrance of the building, you can see the front hall used for meeting and reception. The symmetrical staircases are either on both sides of the front hall or extend to both sides in the center behind the front hall. Rodriguez Manor is the latter.

The door on the left under the stairs leads to the dining room, where the garden floor-to-ceiling windows are located. The structure on the right is symmetrical to the left, but there is a corridor after opening the door. On the right side of the corridor is the partition area of ​​the back garden, where there are housekeeper rooms, tea rooms, laundry rooms and kitchens, etc.

The room on the left side of the corridor is a reception room with a small fireplace, sofa, piano and mirror cabinet. If you walk straight ahead, you can come to the office with floor-to-ceiling windows, which is the entire structure of the manor hall.

The structural design of the manor building pays great attention to separating the reception area from the private area. In Rodriguez Manor, the active area is the first floor, and the quiet area is the second and third floors.

Although there are offices and study rooms on the second floor of the manor, they are private areas and usually do not receive any guests. Schiller usually reads there in his spare time, while the office in the back hall on the first floor is more suitable for academic discussions with colleagues and friends.

The movement line of guests when arriving at Rodriguez Manor is as follows: after being led into the manor gate by the butler, they cross the square in the front yard, walk into the main building, and wait in the front hall.

If the owner of the manor is on the second floor at this time, the butler will choose to make a phone call. After getting the permission of the owner of the manor, the butler will take the guests to the reception room in the back hall.

When the owner of the manor comes up from the seventh floor, he will go to the reception room to greet the guests, and lead the guests to the office in the front hall with the butler, or to the restaurant from the corridor in the middle of the partition area.

Of course, every guest will go through the main entrance. Batman's movement line is not to fall under the roof of the manor first, walk towards the front hall, and directly fall back to the front garden before jumping up, and then walk back from the front door of the front garden.

However, because Merkel's housekeeper's room is in the middle of the front hall, even if I am lucky enough not to get caught by the branches, I will be discovered by Merkel on the way to the back hall.

Yan Lu stood next to the door that was opened inwards, leaving just enough space for Talia to pass through, but now Talia is facing a problem - if you walk back with your head held high, your shoulders will inevitably brush against Schiller's chest, and if you want to have no physical contact with the woman, you have to retract your arms, buckle your shoulders inward, and get out of the door in a contracted posture.

As Talia walked towards the door, she thought in a turbulent stream of angry and flustered thoughts, I am Schiller, the psychology professor who appeared in the FBI for malfeasance investigation, is like that, am I so... perfect.

The temperature in the room is higher than Talia imagined, you can keenly feel the air flow reversing and exchanging at a certain place, the air conditioner is turned on in that room, and the water vapor that just touched the dry garden has become comfortable humidity in a short while.

When Talia came to her senses, the door was not closed yet. She felt that her remaining oxygen had disappeared with the closing of the door. Her body retreated into the prison, and her soul remained inside the door.

Until today, until this moment, Talia found herself in the territory of another safe creature. There was nothing strong in sight, only perfect human skin woven with gorgeous silk threads, with dazzling colors.

Talia took a breath, and saw Schiller walking towards the sofa by the French window with his back to you, then came to the single sofa on one side, pulled the sofa open and looked at Talia.

When the woman turned her head, her scattered gray eyes focused slightly. At this moment, Talia felt like a prey injected with venom.

Talia, immersed in thinking, did not realize that she had been standing there stupidly for a long time.

When Talia saw the figure standing behind the wine cabinet, the killer's intuition made her hair stand on end almost instantly, and the open hair follicles on her back became a blower of cold air.

On the other hand, when people are tired, they tend to relax their shoulder and neck muscles and let the whole person collapse. That is a relaxed posture of the body based on self-protection. When people are confident or want to escape, their body language will instinctively imitate that posture, with their heads high and their chests tucked in, and their hands behind their backs.

Talia can only use that word to describe Schiller now, but it is not a compliment. It is more like a symbol of horror. The person behind the face looks like a person, but I am - I am too perfect.

The usual way of using it is to create a relaxing and comfortable environment so that people can put down their guard and receive psychological treatment.

That is not the result of being blinded by anger. Talia scolded Bruce ten thousand times in her heart, but you also know that things have come to this point, and you can only take one step at a time.

My appearance, clothes, expressions, words and deeds all emphasize that I am a perfect person. The point is that I am a person, but people will emphasize that they are people, and they will carefully weave a human skin for themselves. Only monsters.

Talia clenched her fists tightly, and the alarm of her intuition made you think rationally. The most terrible thing happened. You bumped into a woman whose strengths you could see at a glance.

The assassin-like infiltration was a stupid decision, Yan Luxiao took a deep breath in his heart and thought, that even if you wanted to turn around and run away, you knew where the garden door was. Returning the same way was more like a joke, and you felt your legs weak.

Schiller seemed to have guessed what you were thinking. I turned my head slightly and looked at the small tree in the middle of the garden. I smiled to myself and said, "He is very lucky. He would want to know how many people have been hanging under this tree."

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That is a way of applying psychology, that is, shaping posture through the environment, and then using posture to influence psychology.

That is meaningless? Talia has not figured it out yet.

This reminds you of the gorgeous and safe Quetzalcoatl painted by the Mayans that you saw in your father's collection.

More importantly, when the other party is not aware of where their anxiety comes from, we will gradually lose confidence in our ability to manage emotions, retreat to a state of confusion under conscious perception, and become more easily guided and controlled.

That was an obvious social hint. Talia knew that she had no chance of understanding it. You had a little hope that Schiller would imagine you as a silly girl who knew no etiquette, and your intuition told you that the only consequence of being rude and pretending to be stupid was not to become a living sacrifice under the Quetzalcoatl's table.

The tip of Talia's shoe still touched the threshold of the manor, and the slight "click" sound seemed to scare you badly. Talia shrank slightly.

It's right, it's right, it's right! Talia roared in her heart like crazy.

Talia walked over, came to the gap between the sofa and the coffee table, reached out and pulled back her long skirt, and sat down under the sofa.

I'm telling the truth! Talia roared in her heart again, because you heard a hint of lies, and at the same time thought sarcastically in her heart, it's only under the tree? You dare to bet that there are at most seventy people buried in the land of that garden.

The door opened with a creak, and Schiller only half of his body stuck out of the door. Talia heard me say, "Please leave."

You must have rushed back without permission first, and then turned around and left at the invitation of the owner of Gu Manor. So even if Schiller was a special Gotham man, the possibility of you being hung under the tree a few minutes ago was zero, and now Schiller is just a special Gotham man, or even Schiller.

And you yourself did not realize that when you retreated from the door crack that you didn't want with your arms and chest, that posture has been fixed under your body, even if you haven't sat on the soft and comfortable sofa yet, your shoulders have not been opened, and your entire chest has shrunk inward.

Psychological activities will shape body posture, and conversely, changing body posture may not affect psychology and emotions. When people stretch their limbs to their heart's content, their emotions will also relax, but if they keep curling up for a long time, emotions such as gentleness, relaxation, and anxiety will also follow.

Talia also chose that route, so when you jumped up from the roof of the front yard, you were facing the French window of the office on the left. Yan Lu was standing behind the bookshelf in front of the French window, checking her wine cabinet with an extra bottle of wine.

The scope of children is narrow, but it also includes Batman. In order to deal with Talia, Bruce took a bottle of crazy wine directly from the front office, and Schiller was standing behind the wine rack thinking about which bottle of wine to take out from the wine cellar on the ground to fill the gap.

There is no huge wine cabinet in the back hall of the manor. When Constantine first broke into the Rodwaigus Manor, he was not knocked out by crazy wine outside. But since there are fewer and fewer children entering and leaving the manor, Schiller has moved all the safety products outside the wine cabinet in the front hall and asked Merkel to keep a close watch on them. The important thing is to let the children retreat into that room.

Your left foot hasn't landed yet, the tip of your shoe is against the door sill, the heel of your right foot has just been lifted, and the whole person is in a state of exchanging the center of gravity, so Schiller reached out and supported your right arm, and slightly exerted force to take you to take the first step, and the two of you stood back in the office together.

Very, very, very satisfied!

Talia has never felt distressed by any physical contact with any opposite sex. Yes, this is distress, more like fear, similar to touching a corrosive liquid with your hands, every cell in Talia's body is clamoring for consent.

Is there any reason for the weak male killer to ignore all opposite sexes? You have a very ideal killing instinct against the opposite sex, even if the ideal is perfect like Batman Yan Luxiao, he can still find my strengths when he first met me face to face.

But on the contrary, it is also ideal to create a comfortable narrow space, forcing people to curl up their limbs, creating anxiety for us without our awareness, and making us feel gentle, relaxed, and avoidant by restricting our limbs.

Don't listen, don't look, don't be attracted! Just when Yan Luxiao warned herself in her heart, you saw this figure and didn't know when it had not walked to the window.

That posture can be called elegant. At the banquets of various celebrities, the little family will stretch their chests and stretch their necks, like a swan swimming on the lake. In addition to being able to better show the ornaments on our faces and necks, it also conveys to others the social signal of "you are very confident and full of confidence."

When we looked at each other closely through a layer of glass, Talia had a way to make herself look at the gray eyes hidden behind the frosty glass, as if this was some kind of poisonous antidote spread by Schiller.

That made Talia the ugliest and deadliest scorpion in the world. You doubt whether there is a woman who can escape your poisonous tail sting.

She put her arms behind her back, slightly contracted her chest and passed through the crack of the door. That posture was not very elegant, but Talia felt vaguely that Schiller was forcing her to do so. I only gave her that one choice.