Chapter 1181 Teachers and Students (Part 2)

Bruce put the lettuce into his mouth for the first time, but he just chewed it mechanically and said in the same mechanical tone:

"The next trap is even more obvious. You created an artificial weakness for me, that is Harley, who is a child. You know, I am compassionate towards children, regardless of whether she is a good child or not."

"When Harley said she had something to do with you, I should have been suspicious. It was most likely that you told Mrs. Miller something, for example, to come to you to pick up medical records at the appointed time, so Harley came here at that time. , this is not a coincidence at all, it is another trap.”

"Then, there was another conversation between you and Valentine." When Bruce said this, Schiller tapped the plate with the tip of the knife again. Bruce fell silent, and Schiller said:

"What you didn't notice is that he deliberately behaved politely and patiently. Do you think this is him letting down your vigilance? No, he is telling the difference between him and me in another way. Increase your sense of strangeness and bring you psychological pressure.”

“People have both professional and life-oriented sides. When people bring the professional side into their lives, it will put pressure on their relatives and friends. But if people bring some of their daily habits into their careers, it will also put pressure on their relatives and friends. It also makes people feel strange and confused.”

“What on earth were you doing in the second class of your junior year when you were doing the debate on ‘The excitement of novelty and the pressure of unfamiliarity’?”

Schiller looked Bruce in the eye and said, "You answered all the easy questions wrong and ignored all the difficult ones."

"All the multiple-choice questions are wrong, and there is not a word in the big question. Bruce, answer me, what should I do to get you out of this sea of ​​study???"

Bruce inserted a bean and put it in his mouth. Schiller took a few deep breaths, calmed down, knocked on the plate and said, "Go on."

"Next, you dissected Valentin, which was very exciting... but unfortunately, I listened to it again."

Bruce sniffed and seemed to have no energy to describe too much. He continued: "The next step is the most terrifying part, your analysis of yourself."

"But I insist that this part is not my fault." Bruce gritted his teeth, and then said: "Your logic is too self-consistent."

"Are you too self-consistent, or are you too interested?" Schiller leaned forward again, stared at Bruce and said, "Bruce, tell me, how many times have I emphasized not to have any interest in the inner world of any mental patient?" interest!"

Schiller finished the sentence almost in one word, and Bruce could only look at him in silence.

Because Schiller has almost turned this sentence into a mantra during his four years of teaching career. Even the most unlearned students in the class must have remembered this sentence.

But Bruce knew that he was still interested.

"You can't eat poison just because it's tempting. So what's the difference between you and a rat that's stupid enough to be poisoned?" Schiller asked in a louder voice.

"I'm a bat, not a mouse," Bruce replied in a low voice.

Schiller suddenly laughed. He looked at Bruce and said, "Do you still remember that you are Batman? In the last step, why on earth did you have to deal with those serial killers instead of dealing with me directly?"

"I can't..." Bruce started to say, but he hesitated, looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "I can't go with the serial killer to deal with you, right? Wouldn't that mean siding with criminals?"

"But if you come with me to deal with a serial killer, aren't you siding with the criminals?!"

Bruce was silent.

"One last thing." Schiller frowned and looked at Bruce and said, "In the first half of your freshman year, do you remember even one sentence about the cause of Stockholm complex?"

Bruce closed his eyes, lowered his head and said, "People imprisoned in a closed environment will continue to give up their principles, lower their standards, and even become attached to the murderer."

"Do you think that as long as it is not a violent kidnapping, beating or injury, it does not count as imprisonment?"

Schiller stared into Bruce's eyes and said, "Do you still think that it's your own choice to stay in that space, so it's your fault? What is this? Answer me, Bruce?"

"Emotional control and abuse." Bruce covered his eyes and said: "Common in groups, creating an environment where there is no other choice, and then allowing the victim to take the initiative to make the choice desired by the murderer. After causing serious consequences, let the victim I think this is a mistake of my own choice.”

Schiller put down the tableware in his hand, moved his hand forward, and then said: "The point of the Stockholm complex is that control of the victim's survival information will give the murderer a higher position than the victim."

"Contrary to popular belief, murderers are not very cruel, nor do they use violence to treat their victims. They are often very charming, patient and gentle, and even express their love to their victims. You have no choice but to show your vulnerability.”

"Being in a high position but lowering your profile can earn the victim's sympathy, and then the victim will feel that the murderer actually loves him."

"Patients with Stockholm complex are not masochists as the public thinks. They just believe in this environment that the murderer did this to them out of love. He was forced to do this to them and did not mean what he said."

"They want to give back the love they imagine, so they show attachment to the murderer."

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"So, Roman's shot..." Bruce looked at Schiller and said, and Schiller continued his words: "To show you that I am a victim of a serial killer, I also have a vulnerable side, I will be hurt, I am forced to do it, and I am insincere."

"Batman, sacrificing yourself like a criminal, don't you think this is too crazy?" Schiller stared into Batman's eyes and said: "Do you remember who you are?!"

Bruce lowered his head, not wanting Schiller to see his eyes, and more importantly, he didn't want Schiller to see the panic on his face.

He didn't expect that after so much time of learning, he still stepped into the trap step by step, without any ability to resist.

Even in the end, after he was injured by this series of traps and became extremely weak, he was still moved by himself that he would choose Schiller without hesitation.

Bruce closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the chair. He didn't understand what kind of subject psychology was that could make him like this.

Schiller lowered his head, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into his mouth to chew. He looked at Bruce helplessly and said, "You ruined my graduation exam."

"Bruce, Bruce." Schiller looked at Bruce and kept calling him until Bruce looked up at him. Schiller said, "In my teaching career, I have never asked any student so many questions."

"I fabricated many serial killers in my dreams to train you to deal with them. When I was eating, I specifically emphasized that I don't eat offal. I let the morbidity come out once to let you know that he doesn't like to use special abilities and that he can't beat you..."

"Do you want me to take all your psychology textbooks, then mark the key points word by word, and tell you that one day you may meet a special me to give you a special test to verify my teaching results?"

"I'm sorry." Bruce looked at Schiller and said.

Schiller placed his hands holding the cutlery on the table, staring straight at Bruce and saying, "Have you ever thought that I was afraid of your concern and dared not show up?"

Bruce looked into Schiller's eyes. Although the gray eyes were no longer so desolate, what made him feel stuffy in his chest was that Schiller's eyes were full of disappointment.

"When you expressed your concern for me, I also thought about whether it was true, but now I understand that it was only verbal, and there was no difference from the kindness you showed to others when you pretended to be Bruce."

"You didn't remember a single bit of what I taught you, told you, said, and did. Even if we are just ordinary casual acquaintances, at least you should remember some of the theoretical knowledge I repeatedly emphasized...but you didn't."

Schiller shook his head gently, leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and when he put down his knife and fork, Bruce found that the food on his plate was almost untouched. He had breakfast with the professor, but in fact, neither of them had breakfast.

"The pathology is telling the truth. He is a fixed existence relative to the normal state. He is also the one who rebuilt the normal state and rebuilt us. What you see is Schiller who grew up without any treatment in his childhood and adolescence. He is the original me."

"In the fantasy of the normal state, the pathology plays the image of the father I never had. He shaped us, and we also shaped him. He is the product of Schiller's inner fantasy of fatherly love. Therefore, he can test us."

"Perhaps, it is because he has too many characteristics of the father I understand, patient, gentle but authoritative, full of curiosity, but full of fear, reminding you of your father, so you can't do it and attribute the guilt to yourself."

"This is exactly what he wants. He is a real master of mental control. He will tame his prey into a non-aggressive, docile lamb that will only constantly reflect, admit mistakes, and hurt himself."

"So I said, I don't know what you are laughing at. Schiller stared into Bruce's eyes and said, "And in the end, the one who didn't hurt your body was because you expressed your loyalty to me. "

"After I subjected you to a series of mental abuse, you ignored the damage, ignored your hatred for the criminals, and even ignored the fact that I almost killed you, and still chose to reconcile with me. Do you really think this is normal?"

Facing Schiller's gaze, Bruce closed his eyes in great pain, and Schiller continued:

"Don't use your concern as a weapon."

"Because, if you really understand me, what you have learned will find a way out for your fear and self-blame, as well as your current pain."

"Any teacher in this world, what they hope for their students to understand them is not to show concern for them when things are going well, but to use what they have learned as a weapon to fight against troubles and themselves when students encounter troubles and suffer."

"Even if you can't do these two things, the views gained from knowledge should let you learn to accept failure, understand where your pain comes from, accept that these things make you who you are, and reconcile with them, so that you don't have to spend the rest of your life begging for answers."

When Schiller was halfway through, Bruce couldn't take his eyes away from his eyes.

These sincere, meticulous, and earnest teachings made Bruce fully understand what it means to be guilty, and that guilt is a good knife.