"A psychologist running off to a monastery, that would hardly inspire trust in people!"
As he approached Ms. Kelly, who now had a vacant look in her eyes, no longer sharp and clever as she had been in previous assignments, Fu Qian casually remarked as he walked in.
He was indeed curious about why she would be here.
"My coming here indicates that I am no longer able to help others."
Kelly continued to shake her head and sigh, seemingly unfazed by Fu Qian's comment.
"I used to consider myself a hunter."
"Those strange, vast, tangled pathologies growing in the mind were my quarry."
"I was always quite skilled at this and took pleasure in it."
"But lately, for reasons I completely fail to understand, the number of my patients has multiplied beyond comprehension."
"At first, I was thrilled with the hunt, but soon I became exhausted."
"The shattered and deformed traumas are hard to imagine as to how they could have been caused."
