The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Schiller walked unhurriedly to the back of the glass screen wall, washed his hands in the sink next to the treatment bed, then took a towel from the side, wiped his hands, and walked out.

He sat back on the single sofa, and Valentine was lying on the ground at his feet, blood continued to flow from his eye sockets, staining a large area of ​​the carpet red.

The gesture of human injury and the smell of blood made Bruce instinctively want to go forward and bandage the wounded, but in the end he didn't go, but walked back into the shadows.

Not because it occurred to him that Professor Pigface was actually a serial killer, but because, in order to reach Valentine, he had to walk in front of Schiller.

This is definitely not a good idea, because Schiller has already tossed the towel aside and started to tell.

"If you go to a psychiatrist's office and you don't intend to talk to him, but to listen to him, what you hear is likely to be some reassuring words, but in fact, every psychiatrist knows It is ineffective to only comfort the other party's condition."

"No one can comfort yourself better than you, and if you can't even comfort yourself, it doesn't make sense to spend money to find someone else to comfort you. You should take medicine to cure your physical lesions, and then Re-establish the psychological defense line and gain the ability to comfort yourself."

"But if you come to a psychiatrist's office and pay to listen to him, then a psychiatrist with professional ethics will naturally find the best way to comfort you, not just because it's difficult. shirk."

The sofa opposite was already empty, so Schiller put one leg on the other, leaned on the back of the sofa with a straight posture, and said, "Every psychiatrist has a way of comforting others, and of course I do too. No exception."

"Everything I do in psychotherapy is aimed at making the patient feel understood, and the best way to make the patient feel understood is not by repeating 'I understand you' over and over again, but with He talks about himself."

"You have to let the patient understand you first, and then he can see whether he has been understood from your words and deeds."

"Then let's talk about the part you are most interested in first..." Schiller leaned back, put his hands on the armrest, turned his head to look at Valentine and said:
"Why don't I recognize humans as my own kind?"

A second before this question was asked, Bruce was still looking at Valentine, imagining how his eye wound was inflamed, but when Schiller's voice fell, Bruce had to look at the professor.

"I am a psychiatrist. In the eyes of many people, this job is mysterious, and it is true, but more importantly, this profession will let you recognize a truth - what drives human beings forward. , which is actually dirty, ugly and disgusting."

"The evil in human nature is not their burden, but an inseparable part of them, the basis of their existence, but they have never realized this, and have formulated a set of rules to restrain this evil. , they call it morality."

"Humans are actually easy to be domesticated because of their habits. Animals living in groups will be domesticated by social morality. Of course, there will be some individuals who are not so thoroughly domesticated. In order to limit what these individuals can do, people have formulated a set Rules are called laws."

"The reason why I don't recognize ordinary people who live in morality and law as my kind is because they have become other species domesticated by morality and law, rather than the original human beings."

Bruce turned his head to one side, but Schiller suddenly changed the subject and said:

"However, I can fully understand this phenomenon. Human society develops through mutual cooperation. If you want to build a society and live in it, there must always be a set of rules to maintain the operation of the society. position in society, and following this set of rules is very normal and understandable."

"In other words, they should have done this, and I will do the same. If I want to fit into a certain group, I will act according to the rules of this group, but this is not because I am kind, but because I know , Doing so will be an effective method.”

"The most successful education for children in a parent's life is to teach them how to become a social animal and gain their place in society."

"I don't hate ordinary people." Schiller shook his head gently and said, "I fully understand them, and I can also take their place in society and think about the troubles they are facing now. A psychiatrist."

"I fully understand this society, understand how it works, and also understand how individuals in society and their emotional systems work."

When Schiller said this, Bruce stared at him, and Valentine turned his head to look at him, even though he was completely invisible, they actually both wanted to ask the same question, and Schiller also saw this question, and answered:

"To be precise, I don't see myself as a social human. I admit that my race is human, but I don't follow the rules of human society, whether it is morality or law."

"This is because the mental illness I suffer from, that is, autism, prevents me from getting any feedback from this society, and I don't need feedback from any individual in society."

"This is a typical symptom of many people with autism, no emotion is given, no emotion is received, no response, no feedback."

"The most important thing about their symptoms is that they don't have the need to exchange emotions with others."

"So, people often say that the so-called low morality of autistic patients is inaccurate. First, there is a need for social human beings to exchange emotions, and then there is a 'morality' that constrains each other to respond to each other's emotions. If there is no need, there is no morality. .”

"I don't participate in emotional exchange, so naturally I don't need to participate in social rules. This is the original Schiller with scholarly autism. He is not a social human being from the beginning to the end."

Schiller sighed softly, took another sip of water from the water glass, moistened his throat, and then said: "Then, we will talk about the second thing you are interested in - why do I want to eat My kind?"

Hearing Schiller say this so bluntly, Bruce couldn't help stretching out his hand and covering his eyes.

"It's not that people with autism don't have emotions, it's just that their way of accepting and understanding emotions is different from ordinary people, but they also desire emotional stimulation, which is the nature of the human race."

"As mentioned earlier, I don't have emotional exchanges with any social human beings, so I can't get emotional stimulation from any ordinary person. They are either attachment, fear, or worship, which is meaningless to me. "

"The way they exchange emotions is something I can't empathize with, so it seems to me that they are lying on the ground crying, like a pig rolling in the mud, which cannot solve my emotional needs."

"But very fortunately, I am not an individual, but a category. The world is so big, there are always a few human individuals who are similar to me, and their emotional patterns are common to me. Therefore, I can learn from them, Get the emotional stimulation I want."

"However, we, who are not social animals, cannot establish a new system of emotional exchange for each other, formulate a new set of rules, and then form a new society. This is something we cannot adapt to."

"The way ordinary people use to understand each other is domesticated by social rules and laws, but I, who have not been domesticated, hope to understand my fellow humans in the most original way of the human race."

Schiller sighed softly, his tone of voice didn't change in any way, it was boring as if he was giving a lecture, but if you understand what every word he said and what it refers to, it will only make you feel creepy.

"Appetite is a very wonderful thing." Schiller shook his head lightly, smiled and said, "It's not hunger, it's not your body reminding you to get nutrients."

"Hunger will make people swallow everything in front of them, but appetite is the guard that blocks the road of crazy gluttony. If something cannot arouse human appetite, then no matter how hungry the body is, people will not eat it."

"Appetite is quite cautious and restrained. Food must remind you of its taste in terms of color, shape, smell, etc., so as to stimulate the taste buds and secrete saliva before you eat it."

"And when you taste the food in your mouth, you will judge whether it is in line with your imagination, then swallow it, wait for it to digest, provide you with the necessary nutrients, and then convert the nutrients into fuel for life .”

"This process is long and wonderful. It is the first pilgrimage road built by human beings outside of survival, and it has a very special significance."

"And before the things swallowed are turned into nutrients, driven by appetite, the imagination of the taste of food is the pinnacle of human understanding, empathy and imagination."

"Therefore, I am naturally willing to dedicate my most dedicated moments to the few of my kind in this world."

When Schiller's voice fell, Bruce's hand pressing his ear hurt a little, but he actually heard what Schiller said, because he was pressing Harry's ear.

At this moment, Bruce felt that the greatest progress he had made was to be able to accurately judge the logical self-consistent level of a lunatic, and decisively choose to give up when the self-consistent level far exceeds his persuasive ability.

This is a very great ability. The anger blocked by this ability can make people live many years longer.

Bruce went to sit across from Schiller. He looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "I'll take Valentine away, heal his wounds, and let him face the law."

"It's not because I value the law so much, but because you can't kill him, let alone eat him."

"Bruce." Schiller called his name, focused his gaze on him again, and said, "I hope to hold a banquet, so I need to have abundant ingredients."

"I won't kill pigs, and I won't kill people." Schiller stood up, walked to the table, picked up the jar with the eyeballs in it, put it under the light and looked at it, and then said:

"But no matter whether the rules of social human beings are used to judge whether this matter is evil or not, you can't stop them from opening their chests and giving me what I need actively and voluntarily."

"Stop using your professional abilities to hurt others." Bruce turned to look at him and said, "Stop doing that, Schiller."

"When the banquet is held, I will remember to send you an invitation letter." Schiller said, looking into Bruce's eyes.

Bruce took a deep breath, he felt his back molars clenched, he put the palms of his hands together, and put his fingers on his nose, feeling dizzy.

As Schiller said, at any time, people's self-harm is not illegal, and if a normal person is instigated, it can also be said to be a violation of morality.

However, Schiller didn't actually instigate him, he just showed the tip of his crazy iceberg to the group of lunatics, telling them that all the answers are at the top of the mountain. Serve it yourself, Valentine is an example.

And Bruce still doesn't know how to stop this.

Just as Bruce was thinking, the phone behind the glass screen rang suddenly. Seeing that Schiller had no intention of answering the phone, Bruce had to stand up, walked to the phone and picked up the receiver. With anxious voice:

"Schiller, Roman Sionis has escaped from prison! He is probably targeting you, you must be careful!"

"boom!"

When I brush lof today

Actually brushed the third creation of this book

and once inside
I was beaten by the pants all over the place