Chapter 1932: U: Beyond the Great Event (58)

"I once saw in a horror movie that a psychologist let a patient lie on a bed and talk to them, and they could hypnotize the patient, making them do all kinds of terrifying things, even including murder. Is this true?"

Spider-Man looked at Bruce and asked, because he still remembered that when the film played to this bridge, Bruce had once said that this personality trait called manipulation was best at hypnosis.

"Yes and no," Bruce gave a neutral answer and then explained, "Hypnosis cannot directly manipulate people to do anything. In most cases, this is an in-depth psychotherapy, but it is more used to let patients reveal their inner secrets and reduce their mental pressure."

"When people are awake, they find it difficult to speak about many things. It's not that they intend to hide what they have done, but what they describe is often inaccurate and biased."

Bruce spoke very tactfully. Lord Superman said directly, "Everyone in this world will beautify their own behavior. Some people can describe intentional murder as unintentional injury, and some people call drug abuse treatment for illness. But where do so many coincidences and forced situations come from in this world?"

"Not necessarily," Bruce refuted again. He said, "Perhaps when this matter happened, people would feel painful, remorseful, and sad, but the human body's self-healing mechanism is very powerful. In order to avoid pain, their self-consciousness will distribute painkillers to them."

"There are two types of painkillers: either dilute this memory, which is commonly known as forgetting, or distort this memory. For example, someone kills a person who does not resist. After the incident, they are too afraid and painful, so their brain will add a memory, making a picture appear in their mind of the other party rushing toward them first."

"For a period of time, they will know that this picture is fictional and is an excuse they found, but as time goes by, other real memories will become as blurry as this picture, so they will merge together, making people feel that this is the truth."

Bruce recalled slightly and then said, "This situation also often appears in people's childhood. Many children will tell their parents after returning home that the teacher hurt them or that other classmates did something excessive to them, or simply some bizarre descriptions like seeing a ghost."

"After investigation, it was found that these things didn't happen at all, so people felt that the children were lying on purpose. But many times these things are their imagination, just that imagination merges into facts, making them unable to distinguish at all."

"The main purpose of hypnotic therapy is to find the real truth among these memories that have been fictionalized and beautified, and to understand how that matter happened back then."

"Can this really be done?" Constantine narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I can't do it anyway," Bruce said cleanly.

The other few people all let out a hiss, but Yashan seemed to be defending Bruce, saying, "Entering the inner heart of others is a very dangerous thing. No matter for whom, flipping through the memories of others is not as simple as flipping through a children's picture book."

"Exactly so," Bruce nodded. He narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered, and then hesitated before saying, "I think this requires a very special talent to do it with ease, which is the psychoanalytic talent I just mentioned."

"Checking the memories of others is not like solving a case in reality. All the information and clues you get are virtual. And as long as you find unreasonable places in this virtual memory and distinguish between false and real, this is not just difficult; it can be called fantasy."

"It sounds incredible indeed," Spider-Man shook his head lightly and said, "But it's also scary that a psychologist can let a patient reveal their secrets truthfully, right?"

"But there is one problem: hypnosis must be cooperated with by the other party," Bruce extended a finger and said a relatively counter-intuitive conclusion. He said, "As long as you hold the idea of 'I won't be hypnotized' to undergo hypnosis, you will never be hypnotized. Even the most genius psychologist cannot hypnotize you when you are full of resistance."

Spider-Man seemed to let out a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. If he knew what bad things I said about others in my heart just by looking at my eyes, that would be too scary."

"However, there is another method," Bruce changed the topic and said, "This is the only method that can perform forced hypnosis."

Everyone looked at him.

"The subject being hypnotized cannot know that they are being hypnotized. You can't let them lie on the bed, then let them close their eyes, waiting for you to speak. That way, even a fool would know you want to hypnotize them."

Bruce looked at the screen again and then said, "But this will have a problem. Hypnosis requires a stable, peaceful, and relaxing environment. The more oppressive the environmental atmosphere, the more nervous the patient's psychology, the lower the success probability of hypnosis, and the higher the requirement for the psychologist's level."

"In this way, is this personality trait called manipulation a quite powerful psychologist?" Constantine asked.

Bruce immediately noticed Constantine's shift in interest. He raised one corner of his mouth slightly, but quickly restrained his expression and said, "But there are also loopholes to drill, which is the light I mentioned before."

"But this light in the washroom can't create any stable atmosphere, right?" Lord Superman stared carefully at the scene on the screen. He said, "Isn't it still pitch black? Is there really anyone who would relax in this environment?"

"No, the light is not to make people relax; it is to shape cognition, or more accurately, to shape self-cognition."

Bruce turned his head to look at Yashan and said, "People who have had stage work experience or participated in film shooting should understand how much influence different lights have on the shaping of a person's image."

Yashan clicked his tongue lightly, slowly put down one leg that was resting on the other, stood up, moved his shoulders, raised his head, snapped his fingers at Owen, and said, "Give me a light."

Owen didn't know what to do. He could only simulate a stage spotlight and hang it on top of Yashan's head.

Yashan pointed a finger diagonally above his head, and Owen adjusted the light there. Then Yashan hooked his finger upward, and Owen adjusted the angle of the spotlight higher.

In this way, almost his entire face was bathed in light, and because the light was strong and the distance was close, many details of the face were blurred, and even his eyes, which had always been shrouded in the shadow of the brow bone, were highlighted.

Spider-Man ran to the front of the stage. After taking a look, he let out an exclamation and said, "My God, you looked about the same age as my uncle before, but now you are at least 20 years younger, or actually you aren't that old."

Lord Superman also walked out of his seat, Bruce climbed over the table in front, and Constantine stood up slowly when he saw this, so the remaining few people all walked to the opposite side of Yashan.

Now Yashan's face bathed in light not only didn't look as old, thin, and tired as before, but looked relatively full, and had a kind of angular handsomeness, appearing much younger.

Immediately after, Yashan raised his finger upward again, Owen adjusted the spotlight higher, Yashan waved his hand to the side, and the spotlight came to directly above his head.

The feeling this time was a bit scary. Everything under the towering brow bone was in shadow, the eyes were completely invisible, and the nose shadow dragged very long below, like a sharp knife, cutting open the thin lips.

This made people look very serious and solemn, with a kind of dark solemnity, which reminded Lord Superman of Batman.

Immediately after, the spotlight slid half a circle to the side of the cheek. Now half of the face was illuminated, and the other half was submerged in darkness. And on the side full of shadows, the lines of the cheekbones, nasolabial folds, orbicularis oris muscle, and jaw were very prominent. This strengthened the bone structure, making people look old all of a sudden.

And when the spotlight came to the lower side, all the shadows of the facial features became very short, the nose shadow and the shadow under the brow bone almost disappeared, and the eyes were also seen very clearly.

But because all the shadows were flipped to the top, it was as if there was natural eyeshadow and lipstick, giving people a kind of absurd ridiculousness. At the same time, because it was counter-intuitive, there was also a kind of horror similar to the uncanny valley effect.

"When I stood on the stage before, I would think about what I looked like to the audience under the stage," Yashan said in a very airy tone, "I would check my clothes, styling, and the stage lights over and over again."

"I sincerely hoped that they could feel everything I prepared for them. I hoped that every second of me they saw was ridiculous, because this is the job of a clown."

"But I could never make everyone laugh," Yashan shook his head lightly, put a finger on his lips, pressed his lower lip hard until his gums were exposed, and kept this posture, saying.

"Later I understood, they didn't laugh not because I wasn't funny enough, but because they didn't look at me at all. They weren't paying attention to me; they weren't paying attention to anyone other than themselves."

"Later I discovered that compared to making people happy, making people afraid is much simpler."

This time the spotlight came to directly below Yashan's face, which made the shadows of his facial muscles just coincide with the big laughing face he painted with oil paint on his face. When he slightly lifted his muscles, revealing a smile, and the shadows under his cheekbones spread upward, it was like two sharp knife cuts.

"Just like this, I can completely become a scary clown, and I was surprised to find that those who didn't laugh because they didn't pay attention to me before all cast their horrified and fearful gazes on me. They finally saw me."

Yashan tilted his head slightly, and the laughing face expanded larger and larger with his movements, which made the others present think of the Schiller they saw in the hallucination.

It was that kind of eerie disharmony again. The clown was clearly laughing, but that laughing face didn't have half a smile, only making people feel cold fear.

Screams, wails, and shrieks. Yashan opened his arms, tilted his head back completely, as if standing in the center of the stage to bow to everyone. He completely enjoyed this moment.

"People always look down at themselves, but they don't dare to look directly at their dirty souls. What they see is only a void."

"And I just let them look up and look at me, turning their meaningless attention into applause caused by fear, becoming a part of my performance, becoming more and more great because it is further away from themselves."

Suddenly the light went out. Yashan withdrew his arms, tightened his suit jacket, as if he had done nothing, tilted his head, and the tips of his leather shoes tapped the ground lightly.

"Great artists have a common trait: they use their works to manipulate the emotions of the viewers. Art, music, and dance are expressed more superficially, while some are more in-depth, such as performance."

Yashan's gaze crossed the few people and looked at the screen at the very front again, looking at Bat-B's expression and saying.

"When you are in the environment chosen by the performer, shrouded in the lights designed by him, hearing his voice, and examining his expression, you become a part of the performance and can only be manipulated by him." ===== CHAPTER 1933 =====