[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

Bruce had thought he'd be late.

When he heard from the bug placed under the desk in the conference room that the archivist might be a serial killer, a bad feeling came to him.

And that premonition culminated in the little riot between the police and the FBI.

"Where is that guy now?"

"Garcia, can you find out his location?"

Morgan called BAU's hacker queen into the phone, and there was a crackling sound from the other end of the phone, and then came Garcia's slightly anxious voice.

"I'm looking... This guy's cell phone is specially processed, it can't track GPS, tsk, I only found his car information... Oh my god, his car is now parked near the train station."

"Is he going to run away?" There was a bit of anger in Al's voice.

"No..." Rhett murmured, and then he jumped up suddenly, speaking at a tense pace, "He's going to take his next victim—did Nunnally say she was going to take the train back to Where does she live?"

"But she doesn't fit his victim preferences—" Morgan's voice tightened, too.

"No, she fits." Lily Rush stood up and quickly put on her coat, "Nuna Li will resist every time she encounters a crime, and she will win every time-she and Sakiko have almost no separation At that time, the two of them can be regarded as one person. If George thinks this is his last prey, then he will definitely choose her. For him, this is a double challenge—"

"And she has special meaning to the PPD (Philadelphia Police Department), and she will be his proudest prey."

Red's voice was lost in the car's exhaust.

Bruce Wayne didn't listen to what they continued to say, he didn't wait any longer, but drove towards the train station and sped away.

But there is actually a voice deep in his heart telling him - you can't keep up.

How long has the serial killer been gone?He arrived at the train station in plenty of time, and you were too late.As has happened more than once in the past.You will be late again.

For some reason, a beautiful and pale face flashed in front of him again. Her bright long hair was scattered on her forehead, unable to cover her pupils that could no longer reflect any scenery, and her purple eyes were blank. Open wide, as if asking him something.

Taking a slow breath, Bruce pressed down that face along with the many others that followed, and pressed the gas pedal to the floor.

His eyes stopped on the dashboard, where there was a small display screen, and a red dot was blinking silently.

It was a locator attached to a bug.

— Nunnally Lampelucci is at the station.

I don't know how many red lights and traffic rules were violated, Bruce finally rushed into the train station at an extreme speed before everyone else.

But when he arrived, he only saw the murderer lying on the ground moaning weakly, the Asian woman who stepped on the murderer's back to prevent him from getting up, and... lying on the ground with a rifle Nunnally was panting in the wheelchair.

Bruce Wayne's gaze swept across Mr. Murderer, whose face was covered in blood and whose head was swollen into a pig's head, and stopped for a moment on his arms where he could see the marks of broken bones... For some reason, he suddenly felt that the scene was very interesting. It sounds a little familiar...

...like Batman was here.

Bruce stopped thinking decisively.Pretending to be passing by, he greeted them.

"What's going on here?" He paused for a moment, looking back and forth among the three, "I mean...do you need help?"

"No thanks."

The girl raised her face and smiled at him, fumbling with one hand to find the phone from her pocket, the Asian woman took it immediately, and Mr. Killer made a more miserable sound because of her action.But neither seemed to care much.

"Sakiko, call the police." After she finished speaking, she "looked" at Bruce with a trace of uncertainty, "Are you... the person in Della's shop before?"

"Ah, that's right." Bruce nodded and walked in her direction, "I also took this train back to the city, seeing this situation...is it really all right?"

"I thought we were the only ones coming to the car at this hour." The girl smiled wryly, and wanted to get the canned coffee under the shawl, but she missed the can and rolled it down, "Ah... sorry..."

"It's okay, I'll pick it up."

Bruce stepped forward quickly, picked up the can of coffee, and took the opportunity of handing back the coffee, quickly took the bug with storage function from her wheelchair.

"It's you, are you okay?" His eyes fell on her trembling slender shoulders, "You seem to be shaking all the time?"

Nunnally subconsciously held down her trembling hand, smiled wryly and shook her head at him.

"I'm fine...it's a little bit of dread...and a little old stuff," she said.

Bruce hesitated for a moment, but chose to hand the coffee directly to her. Nunnally smiled at him gratefully, and held the coffee can tightly with trembling hands.

"What's the old problem you're talking about?" His gaze was still on her hand—she was holding it too tightly, and her knuckles turned blue and white.

"The legacy of post-traumatic stress disorder..." The girl reacted after reporting a series of technical terms, and quickly added, "I have encountered gunshots before, so hearing the sound of gunshots will make me feel sick. A little bit of a panic attack, as long as it's been a while."

Bruce Wayne was silent for a while before saying: "I'm sorry to hear this."

"It's nothing. Really, at least it is to me." The girl lowered her head and fumbled to open the tab of the coffee can, "Although it sounds a bit like being brave, I'm much better after the treatment. "

Bruce looked at her with some surprise: "You don't seem to shy away from talking about this with others... I mean, most people don't talk about this with others."

"Why do you want to avoid this?" She asked back.

Bruce shrugged and said: "You know, many people feel that having mental problems is a very shameful thing, so they always try to cover it up... I have a friend who is like this."

She took a sip of coffee, although her fingers were still trembling, but the frequency was much smaller.It seems that because of the conversation involving the professional field, she regained her usual composure, and the girl's tone became calmer.

"Because you broke a bone in a car accident, do you think it's a shame to go to the hospital to get a plaster cast?" She raised her face and "looked" at him with eyes that could see nothing, "Human The world of consciousness is attached to our brain, so the human spirit is not in a 'unchanged' state. The mind is traumatized, the same as the body is injured, and there is no shame in healing the injured part. I think this It's a very common thing."

Bruce never did any psychological counseling.

"The friend you mentioned earlier, is his condition serious?" Nunnally asked after taking another sip of coffee.

Bruce was silent for a few seconds, his eyes subconsciously cast into the dark shadows.In those few seconds, he saw again...pure white pearls were scattered in front of his eyes, together with splashing blood.

"...I don't really know." He turned the topic to her, "But I'm a little curious, how do professionals like you usually deal with your own psychological problems? I mean, is there anything like us This kind of advice that ordinary people can also refer to? What if one day I encounter something and need to see a psychiatrist?"

Although Bruce said this quite frivolously, even a little frivolously, Nunnally didn't show any disgust because of it. She thought for a while before answering him.

"The most important thing is to cooperate with the treatment. You have to face the problem with a positive attitude and seek solutions. Only by understanding the problem can you solve the problem, right?" When it comes to her professional field, her tone is also calmer, " Psychological counseling is essentially a way for people to discover their inner world—to know who they really are, what their needs are, and what their current state is—and then accept and change.”

Seemingly thinking of something, she quickly added.

"Of course, the compatibility between the consultant and the psychiatrist is also very important. It doesn't mean that the more famous the doctor is, the better it is, nor does it mean that the doctor who is suitable for others is suitable for your...friend."

Bruce Wayne smiled awkwardly but politely.

How is it possible that Batman can't hear that sharp turn from "you" to "your"?But since the other party also had good intentions, he had no choice but to continue what she said.

"In other words, is it normal to change psychiatrists?"

"Yes, it's perfectly normal. Don't doubt yourself just because a session with a therapist didn't work out."

Nunnally smiled and nodded.

"How should I put it, I once had a consultation with a very great doctor, but I didn't get along well with him, so I didn't continue. His treatment process is very correct, and I agree with his thinking. But we just... are not suitable. So I went there once and didn't go again. You... your friend should also pay attention if you want to consult, if it doesn't feel right, just change another doctor, it's nothing."

Bruce. Is the friend you are talking about yourself? Wayne: "Please forgive my presumptuousness, I think you respect that doctor very much, may I ask why you did not continue to consult with that doctor?"

"Hmm..." Nunnally recalled Dr. Hannibal Lecter's treatment process, subconsciously put her fingers on her lips, "The reason... is actually nothing. It's not an important thing, it's just my own point Feel."

She smiled embarrassedly, probably to cover up, and whispered something in Japanese.

"Uneasy になりました (I'm a little uneasy)."

The author has something to say:

"Uneasy になりました"-Sakura girl-style anxiety, you know this stalk.

PS: Although I don't think anyone will take the psychological knowledge in online novels seriously, I still want to make an anti-bar statement.

The author is not a psychology professional, just a half-hearted hobbyist.Just take a look, don't take it seriously.

All the psychology-related content in this article refers to the author’s own psychological counseling experience (I have a high degree of favorability for cognitive psychology because I met a doctor who consulted me from this school. consultation is better).

Professional knowledge comes from Yale University Paul Bloom's open course on introduction to psychology, China Public Security University Professor Li Meijin's open course on criminal psychology, "Rogers Psychotherapy" published by China Light Industry Press, and "Abnormal Psychology (Ninth Psychology" published by Shanghai Academy of Social Sciences Press) Edition), "Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (Fifth Edition)", and some miscellaneous popular science.I am a scumbag with half a bottle of water floating around. I have not studied systematically. If you are interested, please study systematically.

PPS: Learning some psychological knowledge can really help your mental state.But pay attention to distinguishing between psychology and pseudo-psychology. In this regard, I personally recommend John Ruscio's "Psychology Takes You Out of Misunderstandings of Thinking"/"Critical Thinking in Psychology". You can learn about common pseudo-scientific routines, such as hypnosis Let’s forget about psychic constellation psychology...you don’t understand how I saw Reed accepting hypnosis to recall his childhood in CM. The screenwriter of that episode should be pulled out and beaten (closed eyes)

PPPS: If the situation is not right, you must seek professional help. Don't do any messy tests on the Internet, and don't rely on those big V bloggers who don't know the true or false.Don't even pin your hopes on online novel authors or screenwriters.It's okay if you just want to communicate with acquaintances, but if the situation is very bad, please let professionals do professional things.