Brain Science Event Book

Walking out of the coffee shop, Tang Yingli took the initiative to hold an umbrella for him; Miller smiled and said, "That's right! Do you want to go back and talk together? I really want to know what you experienced during your internship as an agent."

She looked apologetic, "I really want to! It's a pity that I have to continue to track down the whereabouts of the professor..."

"Ah! Alright; also, I have already asked you to learn to move the seminar to the last day; let me reorganize my emotions..." Miller wiped his face, "I hope that by then, the truth of the case will be revealed gone."

The academic conference lasted for four days in total, and the last day was Sunday.

"Does this mean that I am limited to solve the case within three days?"

Miller laughed, "Ha, no, no!"

They shared an umbrella, and despite the similar height difference, Tang Yingli still carefully watched his footsteps and gave him more of the umbrella.

"While there is a high probability that the professor was involved ... I still believe he is innocent."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"It's just a gut feeling!" She shrugged with a smile. "Or, it's my personal expectation."

Miller nodded in relief. "I hope so too!"

Arriving at the gate of the hotel, Tang Yingli watched Miller walk towards the gate. "I'll be there on Sunday if I can."

"I look forward to your coming!" Miller pointed upwards, "I just live in the room next to Andrew, you can come to me anytime!"

"I know!"

Seeing Miller disappearing from sight, her expression inadvertently turned a little sad, and she picked up the phone to contact Zhou Jinglin.

"I'm at the door!" She raised her head and breathed out a puff of white smoke, "How is your end?"

"It's quite rewarding! "Jing Lin's tone was very excited, "Where's the teacher? 』

"Well, let's go back to the office! The next point is to find Chomsky first."

***

After driving for about four and ten minutes, Chomsky followed the stranger who picked him up to an old apartment. There was no elevator here, and he inhaled a strong musty smell with every breath.

"Although this place is a little crude, the location is hidden and suitable for hiding. After the news reports... now people all over Taiwan are looking for you!"

Ignoring his joking words, Chomsky leaned his back against the door guard and at the same time reached for the jackknife in his pocket, "Why did you bring me here?"

"When I got in the car, I already explained that we need the professor's research results. Only you can accurately interpret the data... you know that those people are qualified to be the most ruthless fighters."

"Don't be kidding!" Chomsky said decisively. "My research focuses only on the parts of the brain that are abnormal in criminals and how their upbringing affects them psychologically and spiritually!"

"Triangle theory," said the man suddenly.

Chomsky shuddered.

"Abnormalities in areas that control emotion, such as the temporal lobe, orbital cortex, and amygdala; high-risk genetic mutations; and physical, mental, or sexual abuse in childhood. This is your perpetrator's triangle theory, and it is indispensable. The stranger shrugged, "As for how to control the variables, check out the abnormal areas in the brain imaging, and really grasp the personality, isn't it your forte?"

This guy... did he read his paper?

"You're surprised? If I didn't even understand this, I wouldn't have invited you over."

"If those follow-ups and harassment before count as invitations!"

"No matter what the process is, you are here..." The stranger smiled, "and as an absconded murderer!"

Chomsky's vision blurred suddenly. The neck of the Mehta-like woman was cut, and his penknife was thrown on the carpet, stained with her blood.

She died, just collapsed in his room.

"She's a fake!It's a fake..."

A loud roar sounded in his mind, followed by ringing in his ears. He let go of the jackknife in his pocket, and the stranger seemed to notice his wavering, and continued: "There are computers here, and we will help you hack into the computers in your research institution. database; as long as you don’t deliberately reveal your whereabouts, no one will know that you are here; in order to assist you in completing the task, I have assigned some people to assist you.”

Three young men quietly appeared in the living room.

This is total and suffocating surveillance.

"As for whether you want to cooperate with us, you have three days to consider." The stranger turned his back to him and placed something on the table, "If you agree, then we will discuss the next step."

A revolver.

"This is for you." The stranger took off his hat and saluted, "I will come back in three days, goodbye!"

Immediately after the stranger left, Chomsky heard the door being locked and picked up the revolver to make sure it had only one bullet in it.

Three young men each stared at him with distant, hard eyes; one of them nodded at him. "The three of us will be responsible for protecting you; only I can speak English, and you can tell me if you need anything."

Very good, really good!Chomsky thought.

He had already figured out what to do with the bullet.

*

Back in the Criminal Division, members of the team have begun trying to track down Chomsky's whereabouts.

In the team leader's office, Fang Zijun was surprised by Jing Lin's report. "Are they sleeping in the same room?"

"This is the result of my discussion with the teacher."

The night before, Mehta.Mueller and Andrew.Chomsky returned to the hotel one step earlier, and although they had their own rooms, they shared a room last night.

The traces in the bathroom speak for themselves. Muller's room was clean, and the toothbrush was probably only used when she went back to her room to groom herself in the morning. On the contrary, Chomsky's bathroom found suspected female hair.

"Then, I found traces of the suspect's escape in the window."

A small balcony with the width of one person is set up on the window sill outside the hotel.For this morning's speech, Mueller got up and went back to his room to adjust his clothes, and then went back to Chomsky's room after washing...For unknown reasons, Chomsky killed Mueller. In order not to arouse suspicion, He jumped over the ledge to Muller's room and escaped. Opening the other window was just a trick.

"I see! That alarm clock..."

Tang Yingli speculated: "It should be the set time after killing Ms. Mueller and escaping. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense."

He frowned and nodded, "Sure enough, he is the murderer... But, why did he kill his assistant?"

Jinglin looked at Tang Yingli.She rested her chin, "Although it is only speculative, I think Professor Chomsky may suffer from Capgras Syndrome."

"Capgra... Syndrome?"

"Well, the patient's temporal lobe and amygdala, which control emotions, can't connect with the person in his memory. As a result, although he remembers the person, he can't connect the person he saw with the memory, so the brain makes a wrong interpretation and determines that Although they look alike, they are two different people... In a sense, it is also a kind of face blindness."

Fang Zijun heard it for the first time. "Just happened at that critical point?"

"It's not entirely accidental. It would be more reasonable to imagine that he was stimulated by the content of the letter, and the psychological pressure accumulated to a critical point at that moment." The black fingernail tapped his lips, "However, there is still one thing I don't understand .”

"what?"

"Chomsky suffered from delusional disorder before, and when his symptoms became more and more serious, he was followed and oppressed, which led to his out-of-order behaviors such as accidental murder... If the murderer is an outsider, so much should be known about his physical condition The details are difficult."

"I think so too." Jing Lin echoed.

"Combined with that bottle of nutritional supplements that was swapped, and I'm pretty much certain of one thing."

Fang Zijun folded his hands, "Someone is behind this incident... is it?"

"Well, and someone who is quite close to him." She couldn't hide her disappointment and closed her eyes, "Although the human brain seems difficult to control, as long as it is induced and hinted at the right time, people are indeed very likely to do something that others expect Behavior."

"That person...does the teacher have a bottom line?"

Putting her index finger on her glasses, she lowered her head, "Anyway, find Chomsky first! He is the real murderer of Mueller...I will continue to try to convince his family physician, hoping he can provide us with some relevant information. medical records and test reports."

*

After finishing the report, they went out together to get some fresh air.

"Go on!" Knowing that she likes to drink black coffee, Jing Lin threw a bottle at her.

Tang Yingli raised his eyes and accurately fished the canned coffee into his arms. "I just had a drink."

"Drink another bottle, just keep me company!" She chose grapefruit juice and sat down next to Tang Yingli. "teacher."

"Um?"

"Since O'Ampere's disappearance last time, I always feel that your case ... has become different?" She twisted off the bottle cap and took a big gulp.

Tang Yingli raised her eyebrows, "What's the difference?"

"In the process of investigating," Jing Lin pouted, poking her arm lightly with her index finger. "You're clearly bringing in a lot more personal emotion."

She didn't reply, just wiped the cold tin can with her fingers.

"The team leader's question just now seems to have caused you a lot of pain... I think you must have an idea in your heart, but you chose not to say it because of your personal feelings." Jing Lin leaned back and raised her long legs. "But I think it's good!"

"Good?" She frowned.

"Hmm! You are much warmer in this way."

"Temperature?" She had a half-smile and pushed her glasses. "Are you sure you're not being sarcastic?"

Jinglin retorted, "I'm serious!"

"So I'm finally free from the accusation of 'cold-blooded'? Congratulations." She opened the coffee with a smile and took a sip.

"Teacher, the person you said is manipulating the professor, don't you mean..."

"I don't know," she interrupted. "Whether it's Chomsky, who killed Mueller, or the man who tried to manipulate the case ... I don't have the exact reason yet."

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