The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 3037 Mercury Notes (Twenty-three)

Jenna had never hated her sensitivity so much.

She began to tremble slightly and tried to breathe, but it still looked very much like a panic attack.

In fact, she might have had a panic attack, but she had never experienced this feeling before, so she didn't know what she was going through.

She only felt as if a steel nail was embedded in her body, and she felt like a stared insect specimen. Being fully displayed made her feel extremely scared, but she couldn't move.

After Schiller retracted his gaze, the feeling of being nailed disappeared. Jenna breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that her back was soaked with cold sweat.

She supported her hands on the table and lowered her head hard to avoid being noticed by others.

But the group of people who wanted to isolate her had been observing her situation.

Jenna smiled bitterly in her heart. The other party must have thought that she was very fragile. She was so scared just by being isolated. They must be proud of what they did and felt that they had punished a cheater.

Ignorance is sometimes really a kind of luck. They don't know what they are about to experience.

They can't see the elephant in the room.

Suddenly, Jenna's heart was also filled with anger. None of this was her choice. Whether it was her strong talent for psychoanalysis or her interest in behavioral analysis, or the current result caused by the interaction of the two, it was not her fault.

So why did someone want her to be punished?

In this case, she was not a soft persimmon who would not fight back. Since only she could see the lion's fangs, and everyone thought she was afraid of her companions, why not play this scene to the end?

Anyway, the lion would not eat her first.

Thinking of this, Jenna let her calm body tremble again, burying her face in the palms of her hands, as if she had an emotional breakdown and could not help herself.

But in fact, she just looked at all this coldly through her fingers.

Ignorant people will always pay the price for their ignorance.

The moment Schiller stood on the podium, there were still whispers in the classroom.

What no one expected was that a red-haired girl in the last row stood up and yelled to everyone, "It's class time now, be quiet!"

Everyone looked back at her, their eyes focused on her, and Schiller also found her name in the student list - Lilith Clay.

Schiller immediately thought of her code name and ability, and pressed down the page on the roster with his fingers, which was interesting.

Until the room returned to silence, Lilith looked up at Schiller and then slowly sat down.

Jenna also looked back at her.

Did someone want to stop the elephant?

No, this was impossible. Jenna immediately made her own judgment. This girl named Lilith still underestimated the professor. Perhaps her talent was not as good as hers. She did not see the whole picture. It was too superficial, too superficial.

"Thank you very much, Miss Clay." Schiller nodded to Lilith and said, then he looked around at everyone in the classroom and said, "I believe Professor Wayne has told you to study on your own. Whispering is not a good habit for self-study."

No one responded to him, but this was not an open-minded acceptance, but a silent rejection.

From the students' perspective, the young professor left because he was avoiding something and was replaced by an older professor.

But in fact, these things were not solved. He extended the fuse of the bomb, but the bomb always exploded. The person who ran first was like a timid coward.

They needed an explanation.

They didn't think Schiller could give them this explanation, because in the past few days of study, they felt that they had a basic understanding of the professor.

In short, he was more old-fashioned and liked to read from the book. He didn't look like a superhero, but should be a professional teacher hired by superheroes. He was more than enough to teach professional courses, but it was better to forget about learning any special talents from him.

They didn't think Schiller had anything to do with the bomb, and thought he was just an extension fuse that Bruce had found, so they protested with silence, saying they didn't accept Bruce's approach.

Schiller didn't seem to realize the real intention of their silence. He was flipping through the lesson plan, looking at the three cases on the lesson plan, and seemed to be thinking about how to tell the story.

It was time to make some noise. A girl sitting in the front row tried to open her mouth, but just before she opened her mouth, Lilith's face in the back row became more and more serious. She stood up suddenly and said, "Ellie, shut up!"

The girl named Ellie didn't have time to open her mouth before she was yelled back by Lilith.

The smart students all found that this slightly nervous red-haired girl seemed to have some extraordinary abilities. For a while, some whispers began to spread between the seats.

At this time, Schiller cleared his throat and said.

"The main topic of this class is criminal psychology, which I have dabbled in. Let's look at this case first..."

It was a very ordinary opening statement, but Lilith, who was sitting in the back seat, became paler and paler, and no one knew what she saw.

Jenna naturally noticed this, too. She and Lilith arrived at the same time, and she was also present when Lilith introduced her superpowers, so she knew that Lilith could read minds.

What did Lilith see in Schiller's mind?

Jenna pretended to be pitiful, but at the same time she became very curious, because she knew that she could also use her talent to roughly feel what Schiller was thinking.

Jenna discovered a long time ago that her talent would become stronger after experiencing intense emotions. Now was a good time. In addition to being able to capture emotions, she might even be able to see some specific thoughts.

Want to see it?

In the end, Jenna couldn't hold back her curiosity, and she swore she would only take a look.

She looked at Schiller again.

Certain thoughts flashed through me.

Jenna quickly summarized three points.

Schiller is the murderer's perspective.

Schiller knew the killer.

Schiller and the murderer were of the same kind.

Jenna quickly recovered her thoughts.

She didn't dare think about what Lilith had seen.

Schiller has already started teaching. He is introducing the general situation of this serial murder case. However, in fact, this information has been clearly written in the handouts handed out, so the atmosphere in the class is still very silent.

The silence lasted until Schiller asked his first question.

"Miss Ellie, if you only looked at the crime scene, what kind of profile would you give the murderer?"

After being called up, Ellie looked down at the handout, cleared her throat and said, "I think the weight and height of the scarecrow made up of the corpse can be used to infer the height and body of the murderer. It should be 1.75 to 1.80 meters." The man in between is not very strong, may even be thin, and is not engaged in manual labor, but should be a clerical worker. "

Just as Ellie was about to explain this in detail, Schiller interrupted her and said, "I'm talking about psychological profiling. What kind of person do you think he is?"

"But we should start with the appearance of the murderer, so that we can arrest him as soon as possible..."

"How many male clerks are there in the entire Gotham City who are between 1.75 and 1.80 meters tall?"

Ellie shook her head.

“Are you trying to get the police to look for a needle in a haystack?”

"But……"

"Have you heard about the cloning case that broke out in Gotham before?"

Some discussions broke out below, and some members of the magic academy who had been studying in Gotham began to educate others.

"Anything human can be imitated. Some of you here can use magic or natural superpowers to completely become a person. So tell me, if someone dressed up as you and committed murder, what would you do? Do?"

Schiller looked at Ellie and asked, "What will you do, Miss?"

"Of course I would argue that that person can't be exactly like me, at least he can't have my memories, so I can say something that only I and someone know, so that I can prove that I am who I am."

"Then why do you prioritize appearance over memory?"

Ellie choked.

"Only the soul is the unique mark of human beings." Schiller turned around slightly and began to pace in front of the podium.

"If you want to be an unknown criminal police officer, like the millions of people who graduate from the police academy every year, living a life of drinking coffee and eating donuts in the police station every day from 9 to 5, then Just do these boring appearance analyses, and hope that the local police force is strong enough to help you find the needle in the haystack.”

"Is this what you are here for? Then I would suggest that everyone in the Justice League reconsider the feasibility of their plan. I think they may have overestimated the complaints from the sheriffs about the lack of manpower. We want to train you to be young police dogs who run errands for the police chief... Oh, I’m sorry, your salary is not as high as that of a police dog.”

Everyone was stunned by the scolding.

Schiller continued to speak, his tone was very calm, almost like a waveless lake, sinking and sinking again.

"Like I said, there may be exactly the same people in the world, but they will never have the same mind. When you arrest someone's mind, it means you have locked the murderer."

"There is no complicated and lengthy elimination process, and there is no helplessness in finding a needle in a haystack. You will become a sniper, hitting the target with one strike, precise and ruthless."

"The best among you will become extremely powerful mind catchers that are completely different from the mediocre ones."