The Inner World

One morning, Su Mo woke up from bed, still a little dizzy. This abnormal personality was really unreasonable and hard to understand.

The antisocial personality disorder is characterized by lack of humanity and sympathy.

Not only that, many human emotions and morals are non-existent for them.

This kind of people are born evil. It's determined by their genes. They cannot be educated and will only commit crimes endlessly without any repentance.

He stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "A scientist in the previous life once said that among humans, there is a 0.03% chance of producing an antisocial personality.

Based on this, with China's population of 1.5 billion, there would be 45,000 cold-blooded butchers.

However, some of the antisocial personalities have not yet awakened. Let's say 20,000."

"Hahahaha, killing some is good."

Li Yang threw the information on the table with a sigh:

"I found that Xikang is like a big melting pot. It looks calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging in secret.

Since we came here, cases have come one after another, and they are all unsolvable cases.

Whether it's the Midnight Judge or that disciple organization, they are all bizarre."

Captain Wei Dongqing also helplessly said, "I don't have any better solutions either. Our police have a big problem in solving cases.

Since the development of surveillance and criminal investigation technologies, official case solving has become proceduralized.

We have to admit, our efficiency has improved a lot, but there is a serious problem.

That is, when dealing with high IQ crimes where monitoring and technology are useless, we lose the direction of investigation.

It's the same with the Midnight Judge now.

Monitoring is useless, appraisal is useless. Even fingerprints and murder weapons, the opponent did not leave any traces.

There is very little we can do."

Wu Xin also said, "Originally, the Midnight Judge likes to put on a show. We should have waited for the livestream.

Then quickly locate the position and catch him before he escapes.

That's our best chance right now. But the trials are scheduled very tightly by the Judge. Before we can react, he has already completed the trial and left.

To be honest, we can't do anything now. We can only wait patiently for opportunities and wait for the opponent to reveal flaws."

"We can only do this now."

...

After dinner in the evening, as usual, Su Mo fought with Song Juntian again.

As expected, Su Mo was beaten very badly without much room to fight back.

"Your hostility is a bit strong. Reading books alone probably won't be enough. I have a very good method. Do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Su Mo's heart skipped a beat. But seeing the other's spring breeze-like smile, he felt at ease again.

So Su Mo smiled and said, "Sure!"

A few minutes later, under the big tree in the yard, both of them sat cross-legged on cushions.

"Close your eyes, empty your mind, and imagine you are standing alone on a grassland.

The grassland is all green, with a light breeze blowing in the sky. Your hair flutters slightly. You feel very tranquil."

Song Juntian said slowly in a low voice.

"At this time, a shadow appears on the horizon of the grassland, very big and mighty, blocking the sun.

Take a closer look. What is that behemoth?"

Su Mo cooperated fully, kept imagining according to Song Juntian's words, and answered without hesitation, "That's a moving Buddha statue.

With four arms, a halo on its head, and a wrathful vajra."

"This shadow walks towards you step by step, but doesn't get close, stopping about 50 meters away from you.

At this time, the sky suddenly becomes gloomy, and an illusory big hand slowly takes shape.

It's a hideous, terrifying big hand that makes you lose the courage to resist at first sight.

The big hand moves. It grabs towards a certain direction.

Tell me, where did it grab towards?" Song Juntian continued to guide.

Su Mo kept his eyes closed tightly and quickly said, "It grabbed towards the Buddha statue!"

"Did the Buddha statue shatter?"

"No."

"Did the big hand shatter?"

"No either."

"Then what about you? How do you feel?"

"I feel I can shatter both of them easily."

Hearing this, Song Juntian's eyelid twitched. He slowly said, "The big hand disappeared, the Buddha statue also disappeared, and sunlight shines on the grassland again. You open your eyes."

Su Mo opened his eyes and looked at Song Juntian: "Is this what is called hypnosis?"

"Not entirely. It should be called a kind of psychological suggestion," Song Juntian smiled.

"You also understand psychology?"

"Just a little, just a little," Song Juntian still had that modest smile.

Su Mo stood up and stretched hard: "Brother, thanks. I feel much more comfortable. Going to sleep now."

Watching Su Mo's disappearing back, Song Juntian still had that smile, but his eyes were deep, not knowing what he was thinking.

And after Su Mo returned to the dormitory and sat on a chair, he laughed eerily with his head down.

"It's true that none of them shattered, but when the big hand and Buddha statue collided, all the green grass on the grassland turned into sharp blades.

The whole land was roaring and howling.

Song Juntian, this guy is interesting, interesting."

Psychological suggestion in psychology often does not work in most cases. Most so-called psychologists actually have no achievements and no real skills.

This discipline should not be studied as a discipline in essence. Because the most important thing to learn psychology well is experience and life experience.

Without rich life experience and mind-numbing thoughts, it is wishful thinking to learn psychology well.

Song Juntian's hypnosis just now was not very profound. The grassland represents sunshine, the Buddha statue represents moral bottom line, and the big hand represents evil.

He wanted to see Su Mo's inner world, his cognition of the three, and their relative strengths.

But this level of hypnosis was meaningless for Su Mo. His world was incomprehensible to Song Juntian.

In fact, Su Mo himself was an extremely powerful master of psychology. He had never studied psychology, but that did not prevent him from controlling human nature to an extreme.