Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation - Chapter 97

[Chapter 97 Born Perverted (2)]

Father and son almost stopped talking. But the young Song can feel that as long as Song Yang is at home, his eyes are always quietly watching him, judgmental and unfamiliar. Not looking at his own son, but looking at a suspect for whom no evidence has been found to prove his guilt.

The school didn’t get much better. After the fight, the gossip about Song Que intensified. That kind of alienation is not obvious, it seems that everyone is not willing to do this kind of thing deliberately, but it is always reflected in inadvertent details.

However, the young Song’s control of details is engraved in his bones, and he can tell it at a glance, and he becomes more and more silent. And this silence made people even more afraid of him.

Song woke up from this unpleasant dream.

He walked to the edge of the windowsill and saw a kitten on the tree. He didn’t know if he was simply playing or he didn’t dare to go down. He looked indifferently for a while, only to realize that he had no thought of worrying at all.

This discovery surprised him, and it seemed that when he thought of this, he felt a little worried in his heart.

Can a person’s physical structure really affect his spiritual world so strongly?

Song Que climbed out from the windowsill and lost his system. His physical quality was that of the young Song Que, young and healthy, but still an ordinary person. If you accidentally fall from a tree, it is still very dangerous, and you will break a leg at least. But Song was not afraid. When he climbed up to the tree, the branches shook, and he also swayed a few times. Fortunately, he hugged the trunk in time and didn’t fall off.

Song, however, glanced down, the unusual perspective did not make him dizzy, but made him feel better. To be honest, he was a little abnormally excited.

Song shook his head, shook off those annoying thoughts, and reached out to hug the cat. The cat seemed to be trapped in a tree, and when someone came to hug it, it was very obedient. Song took the soft and warm little thing in his arms and was about to return to the windowsill.

“Pretty! What are you doing!”

Seeing the scene in front of her, Song’s heart almost stopped, and she could hardly restrain her sharp voice.

Song was startled by her, his foot slipped, and he almost fell off the tree. Fortunately, he responded quickly, holding the cat in one hand and the trunk in the other, stabilizing his body.

Song didn’t explain it to Song’s mother first, but chose to make a quick decision, jumped back to the windowsill, and before Song’s mother fainted, she innocently lifted the kitten and said, “It’s trapped in a tree.”

Song My mother could barely breathe. Even though she saw Song came back safely, she couldn’t help but feel a pain in her heart. She took several shots before she could speak: “Just because of this cat?”

Song looked at Song’s mother. With an angry face, she couldn’t help touching two cats, and said stubbornly: “It’s stuck in a tree.”

Song’s mother suddenly lost her momentum like a balloon punctured by a needle. She hugged Song but cried. : “My Man Man is the kindest child in the world. They don’t understand anything. Why do they say that about you? You are obviously a child who worries about a cat trapped in a tree.”

At this moment, Song suddenly understood Teenage depression. The teenager resented his father’s distrust and feared his mother’s excessive trust. He knew that he had never thought of hurting anyone, but he also knew that he was by no means the gentle and kind child his mother thought. He was terrified of the fact that he might be a psychopath, and he was unwilling to give in easily.

Song didn’t know where the boy had gone, whether he would become a normal person, have an ordinary brain, and live an ordinary life, but he sorted out his thoughts and knew what he had to do to wait for the system.

But Song patted Song’s mother on the back, and miraculously, he had feelings for Song Yang and Song’s mother, which made him face them like a normal person.

“Mom, I want to see Uncle Xu Changping.”

Mother Song wiped her eyes and turned her face away. Song Yang and Xu Changping have been working together for as long as she has known this person. Usually, when Song Yang invites people to be guests at home, she always does her best. Because of Song Que, she really didn’t want to mention this person.

“What are you doing with this person? What does he have to see?”

Song knew how to get Song’s mother to agree to his request. He held Song’s shoulder, looked her in the eyes, and said sincerely, “I just want to know. What the hell is going on in my brain, why do they all say I’m a psychopath, can I really become a bad person? Mom, I want to figure it all out, I don’t want to just listen to them.”

Song Mom finally She still agreed, but she didn’t let Song Que go alone, and she didn’t tell Song Yang about it. After getting in touch with Xu Changping, she took Song Que to the laboratory of the professor who cooperated with Xu Changping.

Xu Changping was a middle-aged man with glasses and looked a little bookish. He clearly pointed out Song Que’s criminal brain, but he didn’t look at Song Que with the same scrutiny that Song Yang did.

Xu Changping showed Song Que’s brain positron map to the two, next to several positron maps that ordinary people might have.

Xu Changping pointed to the image and explained: “Look, here is something called the fronto-orbital cortex, and here is the ventral side of the prefrontal cortex. From the frontal-orbital cortex to bypass here, to this structure of the prefrontal cortex, called the buckle The gyrus region. The cingulate gyrus connects to the back of the brain, all the way to the temporal lobe and the tip of the amygdala.”

Xu Changping said several medical terms in one breath, but Song never paid special attention to brain medicine before. There are still impressions, but I can’t remember what these areas are in charge of.

But one thing is very clear. Compared with ordinary people, Song Que’s brain has obvious brain damage in these areas.

Xu Changping’s next words also confirmed Song Que’s findings: “Compared with the positron image of the normal person next to you, we can find that your limbic cortex, prefrontal cortex and temporal cortex are all severely damaged. Among them, The limbic cortex is where human emotions are processed and processed. The prefrontal cortex is responsible for ‘cold cognition’, and the fronto-orbital cortex and prefrontal cortex are responsible for ‘hot cognition’.”

Perhaps realizing that what he said was too obscure, Xu Changping quickly changed his words and said: “In short, because your prefrontal cortex is damaged, the prefrontal cortex is more developed. A memory with rich emotions , behavior, ethics and other hot cognition will be inferior to ordinary people, but the memory without emotion, rational judgment and execution ability will be better than ordinary people.”

Xu Changping’s words seemed to comfort him that having such a brain is not all . Bad thing, but the description between the lines really doesn’t seem to describe a gentle and kind child.

The more Xu Changping said, the more Song saw a person who had no feelings and no empathy, but was good at imitating other people’s emotions, knowing when and what to use to impress others, and even manipulate their image. By the way, this man is also adventurous and thrill-seeker, as he does today on the windowsill.

At the end, Xu Changping patted Song Que’s head and said: “Uncle watched you grow up and knew you were a good boy. Before seeing you, uncle thought he had done some amazing research, but now It seems that it still won’t work. The human brain is a very delicate and complex thing, but it is far less complex than the human itself. Your brain may be destined for you to have some advantages and disadvantages that others do not have, but it really determines who you are. Yes, it’s not just because of your brain. Uncle told your father about this, and his original intention was to hope that your father would give you more help, but I didn’t expect it would turn out like this. Uncle said sorry to you.”

Song has already In just a few days, he felt the influence of this brain on him. He used to be such a loving person, but now only when he realizes that he should be sympathetic, his brain is willing to secrete a little chemical substance pitifully. Let Song feel a little emotional.

This is also because Song was once a normal person, and he knew when and what kind of feelings he would have. What if it was the young Song Que? Is it really easier for a teenager who has barely developed empathy to go down the road of crime?

As an expert in criminal psychology, Xu Changping assisted the police in solving cases, and now he is collaborating with experts in brain science to study the brain patterns of murderers. He knew more than anyone about the potential danger of Song but, so he chose to remind Song Yang, but he did not give up the child, did not directly regard the child as a murderer’s reserve, that was enough.

Song Que said, “Uncle, do you think I’ll become a good person?”

With Song Que’s age, he shouldn’t have made such a question without confidence. But the disappearance of the system and the brain patterns of serial killers inevitably affected him. He doesn’t know whether he really wants to gain confidence from Xu Changping now, or he subconsciously wants to win Xu Changping’s sympathy, so as to better manipulate Xu Changping and achieve his goals without a trace.

Xu Changping patted the young man on the shoulder and said, “Most of the serial killers who have the same brain as you have suffered abuse, abandonment and other negative events in their childhood. Although no scientific research has been conducted, I think the environment is also It’s very important. You have been living in a good family environment since you were a child, have confidence in yourself, and think about what you will do with your smart brain in the future.”

Song nodded.

Song Mama next to her was obviously in a much better mood, and her opinions on Xu Changping were much less, which completely turned into dissatisfaction with her husband. She couldn’t understand why an outsider could be so tolerant and objective, but Song Yang, a father, couldn’t trust his son any more.

Song’s mother was holding Song but wanted to leave, but Song suddenly remembered something, turned her head and asked, “Uncle Xu, you told my father about this alone, why is everyone making a fuss? Now my classmates in school often talk about me about this, and I feel very uncomfortable.”

Xu Changping was too busy with work, so he completely neglected this, but when he heard what Song said, he raised his eyebrows, and saw the child’s dejected expression, he thought to himself. Time to check it out. The people in the hospital knew, and the people in the school also knew that he planned to check the relationship between the intern who listened to the case that day and several students who went to the hospital.

Xu Changping didn’t say much, but Song didn’t want him to do anything, as if he just complained and wanted to leave here with Mother Song.

On the other hand, Song’s mother was very distressed. She felt that the children in the school were not doing their jobs properly, and they didn’t know how to study hard all day.

Song was relieved at first, and then quickly felt uncomfortable. He found that he couldn’t help but want to manipulate others.

[End of This Chapter]