S.C.I Mystery《S.C.I.谜案集》 Mi An Ji
The S.C.I Mystery vol 1, The Numbers Murderer 16: Academic
The conclusion drawn by Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang was just a suggestion. To prove that Xu and Zhang killed people, they needed conclusive evidence.
In addition, Professor Xu and Dr. Zhang are people with certain status in the academic world. Why should they go to such great pain to kill an ordinary student? What does all this have to do with Zhan Yao? That's what Bai Yu Tang is most concerned about.
They decided to hold still and wait for things to develop. Bai Yu Tang asked Zhang Long to investigate the background of Professor Xu and Dr. Zhang.
The technical team installed a micro camera on the 13th floor, and Xu Qing and others arranged scene control near the school. Police officers then withdrew from the school.
When Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang returned to the S.C.I. office, it was already dark.
Jiang Ping was busy in front of the computer. He scans the burned paper that Wang Shao and other people brought back from Wu Hao's home and was doing an image restoration analysis.
Gong Sun came out of the autopsy room with bread in his hand and the autopsy report of Li Fei Fan.
He found a gray spot on the neck of Li Fei Fan's body with necrosis of the skin’s patch, which should have been caused by an electric shock.
This further proves the suggestion made by Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang.
Zhao Fu asked in horror, "Gong Sun, are you going to eat after you have examined the corpse?"
Gong Sun turned to look at him, he sneered a few times, and came to him grimly and asked, “What am I eat?"
Frightened Zhao Fu to cry “Mom" and ran away!
Sleepless people decided to stay at S.C.I. to work overtime.
When Zhan Yao returned to the office, he turned on the computer and began to write. After shaking around, Bai Yu Tang followed walking into Zhan Yao's office.
“Don't you see the sign on the door?" Zhan Yao points to the “DO NOT DISTURB" sign at the door.
“Seen it!" Bai Yu Tang went to the opposite side of Zhan Yao and sat down. “Isn't that the welcome part?"
[Anger!] Zhan Yao ignored him and continued to write.
“What are you writing? Another horror novel?” Bai Yu Tang, got near and glanced over.
“When did I write a novel?? That's an academic paper!” Zhan Yao stressed.
“Ah..." Bai Yu Tang followed the book on Zhan Yao's desk, “Look at these names... “The nature of human perversion”, “Reason and brutality”, “The dismemberment, the mutilation and the disposal of corpses"
Bai Yu Tang threw those books back to Zhan Yao's desk like they were cockroaches: “This is not a horror novel. What is it?"
Zhan Yao gave him a fierce look: "Get out! You are seriously annoying me! "
Bai Yu Tang went forward and said, “What have you studied recently? I think you've been writing for days."
Zhan Yao continued to write words and spoke without looking up: “There are several articles about obsessive-compulsive disorder in the International Journal of psychology recently, which are very responsive. The editor said he wanted me to write a book about it."
"Obsessive compulsive disorder?" Bai Yu Tang stretched his chin on the table: “What's the difference between that and with mental illness?"
Zhan Yao really wanted to throw this mouse on his nose: “You can distinguish the dead from the living!"
Bai Yu Tang looked at Zhan Yao's angry face and began to scan between his desk and bookshelf: “Is that the International Journal of psychology?" Pointed to several thick magazines on the shelf.
"Um." Zhan Yao took a look and nodded.
Bai Yu Tang stood up and took all the magazines to his hand. He looked up and said, "Obsessive compulsive disorder and psychological suggestion?"
Zhan Yao glanced up at him and said, “This is it."
Read quietly for a long time, “Cat, is this written in Chinese?"
Zhan Yao frowned, continues to write and ignored him.
“How can I open it to see that its Chinese characters, but the sentences are not like Chinese?" Bai Yu Tang took a magazine and sat back in his chair. “The impact of psychological suggestion is very subtle for normal people, but it can be extreme for obsessive-compulsive patients. In fact, most people in the world have a subconscious obsessive-compulsive disorder..."
Bai Yu Tang finished with a grin and asked, “Is this human language?"
Zhan Yao wrinkled his nose and looked at him with illiterate eyes: “It's all about human! But it's not like when it being read out of your mouth! "
Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Yu Tang continued: “For an obsessive-compulsive patient, as long as one finds the source of his disease, he can easily use psychological cues to change the subconscious of the patient..." Shaking his head. “What does this mean?"
“Literally!" Zhan Yao took a sip of tea and looked at the door. “Don't you have anything else to do?"
Bai Yu Tang seems to be very interested in the paper. He asked Zhan Yao, “You mean that people with obsessive-compulsive disorder can have illusion by giving them psychological cues?"
“Yes!" Zhan Yao nodded, “For those with weak willpower, you can also directly confuse their thinking and belief, and seriously causing a cognitive collapse!"
"Oh? You can prove it!” Bai Yu Tang nodded his nose with interest. “Break me up."
Zhan Yao looked at him with a crooked head, then said: his head: “You don't meet the conditions!"
“What are the conditions?" Asked Bai Yu Tang, puzzled.
Zhan Yao's attention finally turned away from his notebook and looked at Bai Yu Tang, and he said, “Those people need to have a weaker will, a more confused thinking base and a poorer language ability!"
Bai Yu Tang thought for a moment: “That is to say, you have to find someone who is a little timid, a little confused and a little stupid, right?"
Zhan Yao thought abominably, but nodded.
“It's easy!" said Bai Yu Tang with a smile of satisfaction then he turned to the door and shouted, "Zhao Fu!"
...
Zhan Yao looked at Zhao Fu running from afar and asked Bai Yu Tang in surprise, “What are you doing?"
Bai Yu Tang smiled: “Don't make him collapse! Just mess up with him!” With that, he stood up and pulled Zhao Fu, who had already run into the door, to Zhan Yao and sat down.
The door was closed and the shutters were all lowered.
Zhao Fu was a little confused. He looked up at Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang? “What's up?"
Bai Yu Tang blinked at Zhan Yao, which meant, “Does this meet the requirements?"
Zhan Yao sighed helplessly and looked at Zhao Fu with sympathy.
Bai Yu Tang raised his chin defiantly at him. “If you can't do it, it's a lie!"
Zhan Yao looked at his arrogant and backward face, ground his teeth twice, looked at Zhao Fu again, and said, “For science, I have to sacrifice you!" Poor Zhao Fu, it's like this.
"Zhao Fu, are you really Zhao Fu?" Zhan Yao closed his notebook and asked Zhao Fu seriously.
“What?" Zhao Fu blinked, “Dr. Zhan, you... What do you mean?"
Zhan Yao looked serious and said, “Are you really Zhao Fu?"
Zhao Fu could not help shaking for a moment, he turned away and asked Bai Yu Tang, “Leader? What's the matter? "
Bai Yu Tang smiled, but also a serious face: “Answer the question!"
Afraid to nod, Zhao Fu said in a trembling voice: “Yes... Yes. "
“What evidence do you have to prove it’s your body?" Zhan Yao then asked.
“......??...... Body... Does ID card count?” Zhao Fu reached into his pocket and took out his wallet.
Zhan Yao slapped the table and said, “Do you have any exact proof that you are the Zhao Fu from yesterday?"
... ¯□¯
Zhao Fu gaped: “Yesterday... Yesterday and... And today's have... There's a difference.”
“I remember your grandfather passed away, didn't he?" said Zhan Yao
"... Ah, yes Zhao Fu was not able to keep up with Zhan Yao's over jumpy thinking and nodded.
“Are you sure you have a grandfather?" Zhan Yao asked again.
... ¯□¯
Zhao Fu has started to get confused: “That... Didn't you just say that? Dead... Dead, he is dead already. "
"Pat!" Zhan Yao slapped the table again: “Who can prove it?"
Zhao Fu was shocked and said: “I... I can prove that, and my parents... "
Zhan Yao sat back and took a sip of tea and said, “You mean, you have memories about him, right?"
“Yes! Yes!” Zhao Fu nodded.
“What if the memory is false?"
...
“False" Zhao Fu seems to have a mosquito coil in his eyes. He looked at Zhan Yao innocently.
Zhan Yao said slowly, “Think about it! If, in fact, your grandfather never existed, and you and your family have been implanted with memories about your grandfather, would you dare to say that your grandfather exists?"
Zhao Fu opened his eyes and looked at Zhan Yao in horror.
“It's like saying there are aliens, who has evidence?" Zhan Yao said
"... I... I don't know...” Zhao Fu gaped and didn't know what to do.
“Are you an alien?" Zhan Yao looked into Zhao Fu's eyes.
... ¯□¯
Zhao Fu's expression was like someone who had had just been shot by AK47.
Bai Yu Tang waved at one side, which means, “Almost, he's in a mess!"
Zhan Yao interrupted him with firm eyes and said, “It's just on the surface. Today I'll show you how powerful I am!"
“Maybe your whole family is alien, but you are implanted with human memory, mistaking yourself as human!" Zhan Yao smiled deeply. "Or, you Zhao Fu died yesterday. Today, you are not Zhao Fu, but someone who has been implanted into with the memory of Zhao Fu! You dare say what I said is impossible? "
After a moment of silence, Zhao Fu screamed, “Ah ~ ~ ~ ~", jumped out of the office from the stool, hugged Wang Shao, who was walking in front of him, crying and shouting: “Who am I?! Who am I? I don't want to be an alien! "
... People in the office, were collective petrified
Bai Yu Tang's stomach was cramped with laughter on the bookshelf beside him.
Zhan Yao rolled up his sleeve gracefully. The tiger doesn't fight. You think I'm a sick cat! Sit down, open his notebook and continue to write
Having laughed enough, Bai Yu Tang went out. Before long, he ran in with a large stack of materials and put them in front of Zhan Yao.
Zhan Yao looked up and saw all the information about the victims of the “Number case".
“Cat, see if these people meet the needs of obsessive-compulsive disorder and psychological cues," Bai Yu Tang said with a ponderous look
Zhan Yao blinked, then looked at Bai Yu Tang and said, "Oh, mouse, there's yours brilliance!"
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