Chapter 810 Red Hood (Part 4)

Jason watched from the corner for a while and found a car shadow floating over. He turned to Red Hood and said, "Later, you stop in the middle of the road and say you are a gangster collecting protection money. You need to open the car compartment to check if there are any contraband."

"Isn't that okay?" Red Hood raised an objection. He said, "Although I don't know much about the rules of the gang, the places where the gangs set up checkpoints are fixed. If you stop in the middle of the road, the truck driver will just hit it."

"I didn't expect you to have some experience. Have you driven a truck in Gotham before?" Jason asked Red Hood. Red Hood's heart sank. He found that this kid was more perceptive than he thought.

Red Hood shook his head, and Jason continued to explain: "Gotham's drivers will do this, but the drivers are not Gotham's drivers. They are all transferred from other places by those rich guys. They are scared to death when they see the gangs, especially your current image, like a mental patient. He will definitely open the door without saying a word and let us check."

"When the time comes, I will get into the warehouse and follow the truck into the hotel. You don't have to get in the car. Wait at the public telephone booth on the road we just came from. Once you succeed, you will pick me up here..."

Red Hood did not object to this plan. In fact, there was no objection to raise. It sounded perfect, but he still asked: "Are you sure you can get out of the hotel unscathed?"

"I'm not sure." Jason shook his head and said, "I have never been to such a high-end hotel. I have no idea what the environment inside is like, and I don't know who will be there, but it doesn't matter. Sometimes, you just have to take a gamble."

Red Hood has fallen silent, but the plan is still going on. The light of the truck shines from the corner, and the shadow reflected on the wall is like a sun.

The sun returned from the west to the east, and time went back to the earlier part of the day.

A hand reached out to the lampshade and adjusted the position of the lamp. The hand holding the pen slowly put it down, a sigh came, and Schiller rubbed his eyebrows.

There was a knock on the door, and Schiller said, "Come in."

Evans appeared outside the door, holding a notebook in his hand. He walked in and said, "Professor, the pathological analysis of the patient in Ward 2 has been completed. Would you like to take a look?"

Schiller pointed to the table, and Evans handed him the notebook. Schiller took it and looked at it, saying, "It's well written. Send it to Dr. Brand and treat him according to this."

"Evans, your grades are good, and you should be selected as an outstanding graduate. You go and prepare the materials, and I will help you report to the Academic Affairs Office. If you are selected, you will not only get a bonus, but also find a teacher in the school to write a recommendation letter for you to study for a master's degree."

"Thank you, professor, but I don't plan to participate in the selection." Evans said apologetically, "Because I think this is a bit unfair. After all, I am actually studying with two people, and I have twice as much time as others."

Xi Schiller raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you care about academic fairness, but in fact, your situation is also a special case and should be within the scope of the selection... Oh, by the way, Gotham University seems to have disease subsidies. Have you ever received it?"

Evans shook his head, and Schiller took out a piece of paper from the drawer and said, "I will give you a diagnosis report of dissociative identity disorder. When you return to school next week, remember to get it..."

Evans looked at Schiller and smiled and said, "Professor, you seem very happy. Did you encounter anything happy?"

Schiller paused with his hand holding the paper and said, "It can be regarded as a happy thing. I found a very talented student who is smart, sharp, and willing to think..."

"During the days of tutoring him, I felt refreshed. Oh, by the way, the reason why I felt refreshed was not only because of him, but also because of Bruce Wayne. He finally stopped coming to school." Schiller said very relaxedly, leaning back in his chair.

"I was just about to ask, where is Bruce?" Evans asked in confusion. He said, "Lex from the lower grade came to see him before, but I don't know where he went, so I can't tell him."

"Bruce? He should be in the hospital now. Something happened some time ago. He was seriously injured, but he recovered quickly and is expected to be discharged next week." Schiller said while writing the diagnosis report.

Then, he paused and said, "If I let Bruce Wayne graduate, would you think it's a bit unfair?"

"What's unfair?" Evans shook his head and said, "We all know that he will graduate, even if it's delayed, he will definitely graduate."

"Besides, whether he has a diploma or not will not affect the Wayne Group. He can stay in school for his whole life. In this case, it doesn't matter whether he graduates or not."

Schiller paused and said, "Are you sure all students think this way?"

"What's wrong? Professor, why do you suddenly want Bruce Wayne to graduate again? Didn't you say before that he didn't have enough credits?"

Schiller sighed and stood up, walked to the window and looked at the sky outside, and said, "The thesis is indeed very important, because you must master the theoretical knowledge first before you can apply it in practice."

"However, if he has found his own way in practice, then the rules and regulations should not be an obstacle to restrict his steps, otherwise, it will become another kind of academic misconduct."

"If you want to be fair, you must acknowledge every aspect of professional level, rather than just focusing on theory." Schiller lowered his eyelids and sighed, saying: "Besides, if we have to talk about theoretical level, the paper he revised last is barely acceptable, and it is enough to be used as an undergraduate thesis."

"The only thing that bothers me is that he did not participate in the first round of internships, and missed the second round of internships. The credits are not enough anyway..." Schiller rubbed his eyebrows and said: "I never thought that I was more troubled by his graduation than Bruce Wayne."

"To be honest, professor, if you hadn't blocked his graduation, no one would have thought it was strange that he graduated smoothly." Evans pinched his fingers and said: "After all, the fact that he is rich is obvious to everyone. Just for the sponsorship of Wayne Group for so many years, no one would embarrass him."

"Do you think I'm too strict?" Schiller asked.

"Gotham needs such a strict teacher." Evans also looked out the window and said.

"I know that every student has a different starting point. If I use the same goal to require them, it will have no other effect except to show my own arrogance, and it may also destroy their confidence." Schiller said in a calm tone as always.

"I thought the standards I set for Bruce Wayne were correct, but I found that my standards for him were too high, but also too low."

Evans didn't quite understand what Schiller was saying, but Schiller seemed to be talking to himself. He said, "It may be a bit difficult to ask a mental patient who lost his parents at a young age to achieve excellent results, but the progress he made in practice was amazingly fast."

"If the standards are set too high, his mental stability will not be enough for him to devote himself to focused study, but if the standards are set too low, his amazing talent will be wasted... How can we fairly judge his achievements in psychology?"

"Are you troubled by this, professor?" Evans asked, but then he said very bluntly: "I think I have a good suggestion."

"What suggestion?" Schiller looked at him and asked.

"I think the best way to judge a person's professional level in psychology is through practical application."

"You mean, let him be a doctor?" Schiller shook his head and said, "No, his mental state cannot treat others. He cannot maintain an excited output state for a long time, otherwise it may affect his own mental stability..."

"No, I don't mean medical applications, but applications in daily life." Evans spread his hands and said, "In fact, in daily life, we must analyze people's psychology at all times, perceive other people's emotions, and make correct responses."

"If you master this skill, you will also gain a lot of convenience in daily life. For example, if a person has a certain emotion, we can use theoretical analysis to find out the cause of his emotion and clarify the context behind the event."

"If a person shows a certain state, we can also use rational analysis to understand the cause of his emotion. Analysis can be used to infer his current psychology. If we can know the other person's psychology in advance, we can take the initiative in the conversation. "

"You have learned very well." Schiller praised, saying, "Many students only complain when they recite, what's the point of reciting so many definitions."

"Professor, I think this is a very useful subject, and Alberto also thinks so, so we will study very seriously, because he thinks that through this course, he can detect the psychology of the people below, and once they are not in the right state, he can respond in advance."

"And what I said, the most professional test method is actually to let him enter another unfamiliar environment and achieve certain achievements through communication and exchanges with others."

"But how do you know that his achievements in this unfamiliar environment must be because he has a high level of psychology? What if it is because of other aspects?" Schiller asked.

"That depends on how well he can integrate into the majority of the groups in the new environment. If he gains advantages in other ways, he may be treated as a distinguished guest and gain huge benefits, but he will not be deeply integrated into the local groups."

"On the contrary, if he really integrates into the majority of the groups in a short period of time, it means that in addition to his natural emotional intelligence and emotional perception, he must have used professional skills."

Schiller nodded, he looked at Evans and said with a smile: "Just now I mentioned that I found a new talented student, but I forgot that there is another one standing here..."

Evans lowered his head and smiled modestly, saying: "I'm really sorry, professor, because my background is a bit special, so I'm afraid it's difficult for me to go far in the academic field. You have spent so much time and energy, but you didn't get a proud disciple."

Schiller turned back and sat down behind the desk. He said, "The Godfather once asked me about your study. I answered truthfully, but I didn't praise you too much, because I didn't want him to have too high expectations for the profession of psychology."

"If you don't have talent in this area, it will bring you great pain, but if you have such talent, this pain is inevitable. It's just that if a talented person does not undergo systematic study, this talent may become a disease that troubles him for his whole life, and if he has studied, he may become a doctor after a long illness."

"I think the very talented student is like this. He has too many questions waiting to be answered. If he has not been answered and becomes like an alien, sooner or later he will feel collapsed."

"Psychology cannot completely answer his questions. There is no subject in the world that can fill the heart of such a person, but at least it can let him know that he is normal and will not step into a deeper abyss."

"I once said to the Godfather that studying psychology is either crazy or dead..."

"But in fact, the cause and effect are completely opposite. Only lunatics and people who want to die will really want to study this subject in depth."

()