Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation - Chapter 119

[Chapter 119 Born Perverted (24)]

Song Que wrote a short foreword for this book:

I am Song Que, a psychopath caused by simultaneous functional deficits in the fronto-orbital cortex and several other parts of the brain. If you want to hear related theories about the brain and psychopaths, I can name a lot of terms that are unfamiliar to you, but I guess, you don’t want to read this. If anyone is really interested, you can pay attention to my related research, which is more academic.

This book is not written to excuse psychopaths, in fact, psychopaths are very dangerous and difficult to influence. Half of the people who dream of saving these psychopaths who don’t understand love are idiots and half are probably saints.

I was lucky enough to meet a saint.

I didn’t know I was a psychopath from birth. When a person has never experienced the mentality that an ordinary person should have, it is difficult for him to know that he is actually special. Before I accidentally took a positron diagram of my brain, I didn’t know that I had the same brain pattern as a perverted murderer. The brain function in the areas related to emotions is damaged, like compensation, and the brain areas related to thinking are more developed. That said, I’m more ruthless and smarter than the average person. Sounds more like a good pervert murderer reservist.

Under this circumstance, from childhood to adulthood, I have always been a good boy in the eyes of my teacher’s hometown, and my popularity is also very good. Although I don’t have the concept of a best friend in mind, many people call me their best friend. The boys love exercising with me, and yes, my motor nerves are great too. Girls like me, like my athleticism, like my high academic IQ, and of course, they probably like my looks, but that has nothing to do with my damn brain.

It was an accident to know that I had the same brain as a serial killer. My father was a senior criminal police officer, and his old partner was an expert in criminal psychology who was also involved in research on crime and the brain. When the two of them came to see me in the hospital together, they found out about it, and it spread to the school.

For a long time, my perception of myself was completely subverted. Before that, I never thought I could be a bad guy – I’ve had three good health a few times.

But when I found out about it, the world turned around in front of my eyes, and then it changed into a different look.

When I realize I’m irritable and irritable, I’m doubly irritable. I got into a fight at school with the boy who was talking about my fucking brains, and got carried home by my dad.

Adolescent boys fight, what a normal thing, but because of my abnormality, this incident is not ordinary in my dad’s eyes, which started my dad and I’s ten-year stalemate. He was very afraid that I would become a perverted murderer, and his supervision was very strict. My mother almost divorced him because of this.

In my case, my father and my mother are two extremes. My father is planning for the worst, and every step of the way tries to avoid the choice that could easily turn me into a murderer. My mother, on the contrary, always believes that I am a gentle and kind child. , can’t wait to give me complete freedom.

To be honest, my father’s over-distrust and my mother’s over-trust pained me, but their persistence made me grit my teeth and persevere.

Because this incident spread in the school, I went abroad in my senior year of high school. During the time I went abroad, the psychiatrist’s treatment made my condition much more stable, and I began to consciously learn how to regulate myself, so as to avoid the occasional violent impulse to occupy my mind and do terrible things.

My cousin is seven years younger than me. Their whole family is abroad, and their closeness from pure and kind children finally touched my hard-hearted heart.

Does the company of relatives have any effect on psychopaths? The answer is yes. But this effect is too small, only the patient can feel it. But if this is a patient who really wants to become a normal person, this slight change is hope and light.

Of course, I’m not suggesting that men and women have a loving influence on psychopaths. It’s not that I despise the greatness of love, but that things are often like this. It’s not the lover who can be regarded as a saint, but the parents. Of course there are exceptions, but if one in ten people is a successful exception, there are often nine tragic endings.

Parents also have a natural advantage in helping psychopaths. Children’s brains are not fully developed during childhood, and psychopaths are not complete psychopaths. Although the mechanism of action is not completely clear, a happy childhood is not a complete psychopath. The role of the person is positive. like me. At least I have no guilt until now, I have never lost control in the thrill of killing, and I have never hurt any innocent person.

But as long as I’m alive, I can’t say for sure that I must be a good person in this life. In fact, from time to time I have the urge to kill, which I just endured through self-regulation and self-control. Considering that I should have ended this special life when you read this book, I hope you will not be too afraid when you see such a confession, this pervert is dead, and he will not hurt anyone again.

I’d love to believe that I can do my best with self-control without making mistakes, but Murphy’s Law tells us from a certain angle that where there are people, there can be mistakes. I don’t dare to play this package, only the day I die, I can know whether I am a good person in this life. This is a book that is destined to be unfinished. I hope to ask my old partner Du Feng to end it for me, and by the way, for my next judgment – has Song Que lived as a good guy in this life?

Oh, you probably don’t know who Du Feng is yet, please allow me to introduce to you later.

While studying for a degree in psychology abroad, I met my good friend Lance White, an expert in brain science who helped me a lot in my later research.

After returning to China, I opened a psychiatric clinic to help those who were as sick as me. By chance, I became a consultant to the police station, and my old partner, Du Feng, was the detective there. Although I have often ridiculed his ability during the years we worked together, he was one of the few people I met who could always maintain the original intention, and he had a lot of influence on me.

In fact, I’m not a consultant in the usual sense, at least other consultants won’t rush to the front with guns to fight prisoners. Of course, I did this not because the police department was exploiting me, but because of my shady personal hobby.

Because of my brain, I always crave violence. This is a desire/desire that cannot be indulged, but blind patience will only make this desire/desire intensified. I need proper venting, and those prisoners who cross the line are my prey. . It sounds like I am indeed a serial killer, except that every single one of my victims is a perverted murderer. But I can swear, to anyone, that I have never taken the life of a murderer illegally. The prisoners who died under my guns always fled violently, wantonly hurt my vulnerable peers, and sometimes left a shadow on them that they will never forget. It’s my legal right to kill them before they hurt more people.

What I have to say is different from ordinary police, probably because of the mentality. Killing those prisoners did not bring me any guilt. Psychopaths will not feel guilty for hurting others. I don’t know if I’m pure psychopath because I’ve never hurt innocent people, but killing those criminals definitely didn’t make me feel guilty.

When I was a consultant in the police station, I didn’t pick a case, so what happened? But those more complicated cases usually end up in my hands, and nine out of ten cases are committed by some psychopaths. Ironically, this is a battle of wits between two psychopaths, but I’m kind of addicted to the game, and it’s one of the ways I act to satisfy my dangerous need for stimulation.

From that moment on, I knew that it would be difficult for me to die. Of course, if I did not die while fighting the prisoner, but died unexpectedly, such as accidentally falling and dying directly, I hope the reviewers can help me delete this paragraph, which is a bit embarrassing.

There are more psychopaths than you might think, but to varying degrees, and by the way, psychopaths tend to be a little narcissistic, and I’m no exception. I am the smartest one.

I have been fooled and played around, but in the end, they were either arrested or brought to justice on the spot, and it was me who came out on top. Allow me to be proud of this.

But these guys are really good at demagoguery. Because my brain is sick, it is not easy for me to be a good person. In addition, in the process of investigating the case, there are always perverts trying to let me go to hell with them. This job is really hard.

Actually, I’m good at demagogic, but I don’t like doing it. Rather than using subtle language to compliment others and bring people into my own rhythm without a trace, I prefer to judge others as I want, and vent my dissatisfaction and disappointment boldly. Obviously, the latter is very hateful, and even Du Feng often can’t stand my meanness, but this shortcoming seems to make me more like an ordinary person. My perceptive boss had noticed at first that I was a dangerous person, but then got mad at her so many times that she seemed to get mad at her, and she never doubted it again. But I believe that if one day I make a mistake and go down the road that I can’t go back to, she will definitely be able to detect it.

It is always hard to restrain myself by perseverance alone. I have been trying to change the direction of my brain to seek the possibility of curing diseases, but it turns out that this is not a suitable direction. So I put forward another idea, which is more academic. I won’t repeat it here. Those who are interested can read my scientific research results.

Speaking of which, I also have a summary of my messy life. I hope my friends don’t feel too lost when they see that it is difficult for psychopaths to feel love. Maybe my friendship with you cannot reach the level that ordinary people define as friendship, but you are really ranked in my heart. characters.

Especially you, Du Feng. I sincerely hope that after reading this book, you can help me wrap up my final case. My book really needs an ending, you know I’m a bit OCD.

Song Que’s preface is written here, followed by more detailed life memories.

And Du Feng did not live up to his expectations, filling in an extremely abrupt ending for his last case:

On October 25, 2039, Song died while hunting down serial killer Qin Qiusheng, at the age of 45.

He is a good man to go.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

[End of This Chapter]