Chapter 3026: Mercury Notes (23)

Jenna had never hated her sensitivity so much.

She started to tremble slightly, trying hard to breathe the air, but she still looked very much like she was having a panic attack.

In fact, she might indeed be having a panic attack, but she had never experienced this feeling before, so she didn't know what she was going through.

She only felt that a steel nail had been embedded inside her body, feeling that she was like an insect specimen being stared at, and being completely displayed made her feel incomparable fear, but she couldn't move.

After Schiller withdrew his gaze, the feeling of being nailed disappeared. Jenna let out a long breath and then felt that her back had been soaked with cold sweat.

She supported herself on the table with both hands and lowered her head forcefully, avoiding being seen by others.

But the group of people who wanted to isolate her had been observing her situation.

Jenna smiled bitterly in her heart. The other party must think she is very fragile, and she is so afraid just because of being isolated. They must be proud of their actions, feeling that they have punished a cheater.

Ignorance is sometimes really a kind of luck. They don't know what they are about to experience at all.

They can't see the elephant in the room.

Suddenly, a burst of anger also surged in Jenna's heart. None of this was her choice. Whether it was the powerful psychoanalytic talent, the interest in behavioral analysis, or the current result caused by the interaction of the two, none of it was her fault.

Then why do some people want her to accept punishment?

Since that's the case, she is not a soft persimmon that won't fight back. Since only she can see the lion's fangs, and everyone thinks she is afraid of her companions, why not play this scene to the end?

Anyway, the lion won't eat her first.

Thinking of this, Jenna let her body, which had already calmed down, start to tremble again, burying her face in the palms of her hands, as if she were emotionally broken and unable to control herself.

But in fact, she was just looking at all this coldly through her fingers.

Ignorant people will always pay the price for their ignorance.

The moment Schiller stood on the podium, there was still whispering in the classroom.

And what surprised everyone was that a red-haired girl in the last row stood up and yelled at everyone, "It's class time now, be quiet!"

Everyone turned to look at her, their eyes focused on her, and Schiller also found her name in the student list—Lilith Clay.

Schiller immediately thought of her code name and ability, and pressed the page in the roster with his finger. Interesting.

Until the room returned to silence, Lilith looked up at Schiller before slowly sitting down.

Jenna also turned to look at her.

Someone wants to stop the elephant?

No, this is impossible. Jenna immediately made her own judgment. This girl named Lilith still underestimated this professor. Perhaps her talent is not as good as hers. She didn't see the whole picture. It's too shallow, too shallow.

"Thank you very much, Miss Clay." Schiller nodded to Lilith and said, then he looked around at everyone in the classroom and said, "I believe Professor Wayne has already told you to study by yourself. Whispering is not a good habit for self-study."

No one responded to him, but this was not a humble acceptance, but a silent refusal.

From the perspective of the students, it was actually that the young professor left because he was avoiding something, and replaced him with an older professor.

But in fact, these things were not solved. He extended the fuse of the bomb, but the bomb always had to explode. The person who ran first looked like a cowardly coward.

They need an explanation.

They don't think Schiller can give them this explanation, because in the past few days of learning, they feel that they have a basic understanding of this professor.

Simply put, he is relatively old-fashioned, likes to read from the script, doesn't look like a superhero, but should be a professional teacher hired by superheroes. Teaching professional courses is more than enough, but learning any special talent from him is forget it.

They don't think Schiller has anything to do with this bomb, feeling that he is just a fuse extension found by Bruce, so they are protesting in silence, indicating that they don't accept Bruce's approach.

Schiller didn't seem to realize the true intention of their silent refusal. He was flipping through the lesson plan, looking at the three cases on the lesson plan, seemingly thinking about how to tell them.

This is when there should be some sound. A girl sitting in the front row tried to open her mouth, but before she could speak, Lilith in the back row became more and more serious. She stood up abruptly and said, "Ellie, shut up!"

The girl named Ellie hadn't had time to open her mouth before she was roared back by Lilith.

The smart students all discovered that this red-haired girl who was a bit crazy seemed to have extraordinary abilities. For a while, more whispering began to spread between the seats.

At this time, Schiller cleared his throat and said.

"The main content of this class is criminal psychology. I have also dabbled in it. Let's look at this case first..."

A very ordinary opening remark, but Lilith in the back row became paler and paler. No one knew what she saw.

Jenna naturally noticed this. She and Lilith arrived in the same batch, so she was there when Lilith introduced her superpower, so she knew Lilith could read minds.

What did Lilith see in Schiller's mind?

Jenna was pretending to be pitiful while also raising strong curiosity, because she knew that she could also use her talent to roughly feel what Schiller was thinking.

A long time ago, Jenna discovered that after experiencing intense emotions, her talent would become stronger. Now is just a good time, and maybe she could even see some specific thoughts besides capturing emotions.

Should I look?

Finally, Jenna still couldn't resist her curiosity. She swore she would only look once.

She looked at Schiller again.

Some thoughts flashed by.

Jenna quickly summarized three points.

Schiller is the murderer's perspective.

Schiller knows the murderer.

Schiller and the murderer are the same kind of people.

Jenna hurriedly withdrew her thoughts.

She didn't dare to think about what Lilith saw.

Schiller had already started lecturing. He was introducing the general situation of this serial murder case, but in fact, these materials had already been written clearly on the distributed handouts, so the atmosphere in the classroom was still very silent.

The silence lasted until Schiller's first question.

"Miss Ellie, if you only look at the crime scene, what kind of profile would you make for the murderer?"

Ellie, who was called up, looked down at the handout and cleared her throat and said, "I think the weight of the scarecrow composed of the corpse and the height at which it was arranged can infer the murderer's height and physique. It should be a male between 1.75 and 1.80 meters, not very strong, even possibly thin and weak, and not engaged in physical labor, but should be a clerical worker."

Ellie was about to explain this in detail, but Schiller interrupted her and said, "I'm talking about psychological profiling. What kind of person do you think he is?"

"But we should start with the murderer's appearance, so that we can catch him as soon as possible..."

"How many male clerks between 1.75 and 1.80 meters are there in Cat Getan City?"

Ellie shook her head.

"Do you want the police to look for a needle in a haystack?"

"But..."

"Have you heard of the clone case that broke out in Cat Getan before?"

There was some discussion below, and some members of the Magic Academy who had been studying in Cat Getan started to popularize it to others.

"Anything human can be imitated. Some of you here can use magic or innate superpowers to completely become someone else's appearance. Then tell me, if someone pretends to be you and commits a crime, what will you do?"

Schiller looked at Ellie and asked, "What will you do? Miss?"

"I will certainly argue. That person cannot be exactly the same as me. At least he cannot possess my memory, so I can say some things that only I and someone know, so I can prove that I am me."

"Then why do you prioritize analyzing appearance instead of memory?"

Ellie was choked.

"Only the mind is the unique mark of human beings." Schiller turned around gently and began to pace in front of the podium.

"If you want to be an unknown criminal police officer, just like the hundreds of millions of people who graduate from police school every year, living a nine-to-five life in the police station drinking coffee and eating donuts, then go do these boring appearance analyses, hoping that the local police station has enough manpower to help you look for a needle in a haystack."

"Is this your goal for coming here? Then I would suggest that the members of the Justice League reconsider the feasibility of this plan. I think they might have overestimated the complaints about lack of manpower from those police chiefs, and wanted to train you into youth police dogs running errands for police chiefs... Oh, sorry, your salary is not as high as police dogs."

Everyone was stunned by the scolding.

Schiller was still continuing, his tone very calm, simply like a lake without waves, sinking, and sinking again.

"As I said, there may be identical people in the world, but there will never be identical minds. When you arrest someone's mind, it means you have locked onto the murderer."

"There is no complicated and long exclusion process, no helplessness of looking for a needle in a haystack. You will become a sniper, hitting the target with one shot, precise and cold."

"The most excellent among you will become incomparably powerful mind hunters who are completely different from those mediocrities."