Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 132 - 130: The Remaining Evidence

Teacher Zhang swallowed hard, his mind in turmoil.

Just how much of the recent operations were in violation, could he, as an experienced consultant, not know?

And the prescription given out, was there really no problem with it?

It’s just that over a long period, never having had issues before made him complacent; plus, the tug-of-war in this consultation drained him emotionally, leaving him inattentive for a moment.

Besides, which client would bring a recording pen to a consultation? It’s more reasonable for the consultant to bring one!

No, no, this young man might just be bluffing me now, he never actually planned to...

...

[Continuously taking deep breaths to relax muscles; meanwhile, slightly bowing the head, jaw retracts, lips slightly pressed together, a preparatory stance before an attack.]

[He harbors a fluke mentality.]

Then shatter his fluke mentality.

Nan Zhubin sat on the sofa, not shifting a bit: "I previously went to my mentor — Old Lin for confirmation, and indeed there was an issue with my case. But what the issue was, he didn’t tell me, even going so far as to expel me from Jiang University for it."

"What do you think your mentor would do if he knew you posed a risk of leaking information — just a risk?"

That’s the first point.

"And me, being expelled because of this case. I have no family, life shattered, future bleak — Mr. Zhang, as a psychological consultant, you should be aware of such behavioral tendencies in people."

That’s the second point. freewёbnoνel.com

The other party doesn’t know that Nan Zhubin’s life has already returned to normal, that’s how the information gap is utilized.

Nan Zhubin intentionally glanced around the small consulting room environment, this action made Teacher Zhang involuntarily step back toward the door.

"Of course, such a method would get me in trouble too, not worth it." Nan Zhubin tugged a bit at Teacher Zhang’s emotions.

"But you are my only lead right now, I will keep pursuing you."

He waved the recording pen in his hand: "Once you are expelled, if you wish to join a large corporation, a background check is inevitable, and I believe my grudge-bearing mentor won’t speak kindly of you."

"And if you join a small company that doesn’t require background checks, I can still find you like today, then circulate this recording."

"Might not even need to visit personally, perhaps spreading it on a few industry forums would suffice. After all, the psychological consultation circle is this small, unless you leave Jiangdu, but —"

Nan Zhubin glanced at Teacher Zhang’s weathered face, a face that had settled in the capital of Jiang Province after years of toil.

"In that case, the cost would be too high, wouldn’t it?"

That’s the third point.

...

Here, I’ll share a little tip on reasoning with others.

Many people, upon encountering unfavorable things, instinctively begin self-protection, avoiding thinking about scenarios that could threaten or cause destructive outcomes, thus fostering a fluke mentality.

This is commonly referred to as "not considering the consequences."

For most people, this is actually an instinct, much like eating when hungry, shivering when cold, or withdrawing the hand upon touching something hot, a type of self-preservation.

People subconsciously tend to avoid harm, even if it means being an ostrich.

So, "being thorough in one’s actions," besides those who are naturally able to counter this instinct, requires training.

Therefore, when reasoning with such individuals, it’s best to help them envision future scenarios, giving their thought process, halted by self-protection, a nudge.

It can be quite effective in persuading them.

Of course, some embellishment can be added in the "envisioning" process too.

...

[Lowering head to avoid eye contact, beginning to show fear.]

[Occasionally holding breath, starting to lose control over breathing.]

[Abandoning attack stance, shoulders hunched forward, entering a self-defense posture.]

[Excellent... No, his head is too low, his eyes too downward-facing?]

Given the other party’s age and experience, even in the face of threats, they shouldn’t immediately enter a complete defenseless, or even postural regression mode.

Nan Zhubin looked toward Teacher Zhang’s head and eye direction.

Unless, there’s something in that direction triggering the body’s subconscious reaction!

Nan Zhubin’s gaze sharpened, he suddenly stepped forward rapidly, reaching toward the direction of Teacher Zhang’s pocket—

A hard sensation.

Teacher Zhang’s muscles immediately stiffened.

Then, he watched as Nan Zhubin slowly retrieved a metal object from his pocket.

Another recording pen.

...

Nan Zhubin’s emotions momentarily stalled, thankfully he didn’t use Emotion Rebalancing.

Seems like he’s dealing with a seasoned professional too.

"If I remember correctly, our signed informed consent form doesn’t include ’agreement to record’ clauses."

"Even using consultation content for teaching, review, or other confidentiality exceptions requires prior notification to the client."

Nan Zhubin silently raised this recording pen: "This severely violates confidentiality regulations."

This act was like the last straw that breaks the camel’s back.

Teacher Zhang’s entire body relaxed completely.

In such a state, his fear disappeared instead.

Teacher Zhang exhaled deeply, swayed, and sat back on his single sofa

"Confidentiality regulations, consulting ethics... these things, does anyone really follow them strictly by the book?"

He pointed at the recording pen in Nan Zhubin’s hand: "This was especially emphasized by your mentor for us to bring to every consultation."

Nan Zhubin remained silent.

Teacher Zhang pressed his right hand to his temple, staring at Nan Zhubin for a while.

"You’re Nan Zhubin?"

Nan Zhubin sat back on the double sofa: "Yes."

Teacher Zhang chuckled bitterly: "...No wonder Old Lin was so fond of you back then."

Then, as if remembering something, he asked: "This recording pen, did you guess, or what?"

"I can do Micro-expression Analysis."

Teacher Zhang’s face immediately showed an absurd expression.

Nan Zhubin offered no time for the other to adjust his mood, jumping straight to the point.

"As for that case back then, Chen Jie, you know about it, right?"

Teacher Zhang was about to speak.

"Yes, I’ve asked about this before. Do you know about Li Minglu’s situation?"

Teacher Zhang’s previous answer was blocked, failing to slip out, but his mind subconsciously started following Nan Zhubin’s questioning.

"Good, so you know as well."

"Have Chen Jie or Li Minglu ever been your clients?"

"No—what a pity."

Teacher Zhang’s facial muscles gradually stiffened.

"Is their specific situation documented here? Yes?"

"No—not documented." Nan Zhubin’s eyes darkened slightly.

Until now, the absurdity on Teacher Zhang’s face became even more pronounced than before.

No, won’t you ask the questions? Why do you keep asking and answering yourself?

And, could it be—

As an experienced consultant, Teacher Zhang realized something too, his eyes became more horrified.

Nan Zhubin also changed the direction of inquiry as a second choice: "No documentation, but there are still some written records related to them, right?"

"Yes—very well."

Teacher Zhang could no longer endure this torment, springing up suddenly: "...Just stop asking!"

Nan Zhubin’s actions paused.

"... Turn off the recording pen, and I’ll tell you everything."

The pressure from enduring the micro-expression analysis was too immense, Teacher Zhang was close to being utterly exhausted already, he couldn’t hold on any longer; it seemed better to voluntarily speak out, acquiring some sort of effect akin to venting.

"The recording pen stays on," Nan Zhubin replied.

Nan Zhubin observed Teacher Zhang’s expression, confirming it wasn’t something that had to be done.

So, he refrained, preventing the other from regaining a false perception of control over the situation, thus dragging out subsequent conversations and wasting time.

Teacher Zhang’s expression twitched, he clenched his teeth appearing to curse, but found himself utterly drained of energy.

After two breaths, he deflated like a deflated balloon and said: "You... can really do micro-expression analysis? Is that something the human eye and brain can learn and use?"

"Yes."

"...Can you use it for lie detection? Can you tell if I’m lying?"

Nan Zhubin nodded, adding another layer of pressure: "I can tell. Like you just said your emotional life is all false, that you don’t love your wife, and your life isn’t happy—not as much as you claimed anyway."

"...You must promise not to leak our recordings."

Nan Zhubin blinked: "I promise."

This established the basis for the other’s willingness to talk further, thus he stopped stacking pressure, knowing well the art of balance between tightening and relaxing.

Teacher Zhang clenched his teeth, utterly abandoning resistance.

"Since you already know both Li Minglu and Chen Jie had... issues, you must understand that we would never keep issue-ridden records, that’s inviting trouble."

Reasonable.

Nan Zhubin nodded: "But?"

Teacher Zhang pressed his lips: "But, things like consultation records are easy to delete since they won’t impact anything later, just leaving basic info like the schedule is enough; but medication records can’t be deleted, it’s crucial, so they’re still kept."

Nan Zhubin asked: "Why is the medication record so important?"

Teacher Zhang replied matter-of-factly: "Because it relates to money."

Nan Zhubin lowered his eyes, clenching his teeth.

"So where are Li Minglu and Chen Jie’s medication records?"

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