Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 174 - 172: A New Discovery

Look at who Nan Zhubin has previously broken down with Micro-expression Analysis?

A balding but indeed very experienced Psychological Consultant, a scheming young law lecturer at a university, and a senior psychologist working in a private psychological clinic.

Although there was Huang Xin in the mix, who is now lying flat due to a psychological blow.

But at least the lower limit is not considered low.

And now this Liu Pan?

Not high, not low, needing connections even to get into college, yet still a naive giant baby spoiled by his father?

It’s said that a person’s style is highlighted by their opponents, and Nan Zhubin now feels a bit disappointed.

He even had been somewhat on high alert before.

Nan Zhubin didn’t hide his current gaze, and perhaps it was due to "Emotional Infection" that Liu Pan completely received the meaning Nan Zhubin was expressing.

...

If Liu Pan were a shrimp, or a crab, he would definitely be thoroughly cooked in front of Nan Zhubin now.

Because he was completely flushed.

Liu Pan suddenly raised his volume: "Do you really understand me? Do you know everything?" frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

First, there’s the instinctive denial, a "defense".

"What right do you have to say these things, what right do you have to speak about me?! You’re just someone who’s been expelled, and now you’re about to lose your job as well!"

Then, by belittling Nan Zhubin, he attempts to psychologically elevate himself for comfort.

"Do you think you’re smart? If you truly were smart, you should accept my conditions and stop meddling in this matter. Coming to our psychological clinic, it’s like restarting your life!"

"And not just dwelling on a past case, unable to see the situation clearly!"

Finally, by using psychological superiority, he tries to oppress the other like a superior’s "charity".

A standard three-step process, executed fluently as a subconscious retaliation.

It’s just the last sentence seemed unnecessary, bringing up Chen Jie in such a tone that even Nan Zhubin felt a bit angry—

[Wait, that’s not right.]

Nan Zhubin’s gaze sharpened.

The narrative from Liu Pan should be the result of his defense being broken, venting anger. Such venting is typically without specific purpose and irrational.

[But he now—his eyes are flashing, indicating he’s thinking.]

[His body isn’t showing aggression, even a bit mechanical.]

[His anger is feigned—no, he probably doesn’t have such deep scheming.]

[He was genuinely angry for a moment but quickly adjusted, now starting to perform anger because this part is in his plan, perhaps even practiced.]

[What is the purpose of doing this now?]

Suddenly, Nan Zhubin’s mind cleared, and in the clash of thoughts, he found the answer.

The figure of Liu Pan in front of him slowly overlapped with another person.

That person was the consultant surnamed Zhang at Liu Lin Psychological Clinic.

...

Liu Pan continued to half-genuinely perform his anger.

"Patients come to treatment, there are naturally risks involved, that is very normal. Even if something goes wrong, on the bright side, it can serve as a negative case study, right?"

"Death is a very normal thing..."

Nan Zhubin quietly watched him.

"You’re performing anger to openly say these seemingly irrational things."

"You know ’Chen Jie’ is indeed my anger trigger point, so mentioning her repeatedly is to provoke me."

Nan Zhubin suddenly spoke.

These words were like a spear, precisely piercing through the coarse linguistic barrage Liu Pan had woven, causing Liu Pan’s words to pause.

"And I, even knowing the purpose of what you’re saying now is to anger me, I still feel somewhat upset."

"Because your expressions tell me, although your words express indifference or even disdain towards Chen Jie’s death, there’s certainly a performance element, yet you’re genuinely speaking the truth."

"In other words—you really think this way. It’s truly hard for you to comprehend why a consultant would hold onto a visitor’s death. If it were you, you absolutely wouldn’t care."

Nan Zhubin stared into Liu Pan’s eyes, "See—I was right."

This strike suppressed the momentum Liu Pan built through anger back down again.

First using rhetorical attack—defeated; then disguising rhetoric with anger—saw through again.

As they say, ’raise at the first attack, decline at the second, exhausted by the third’.

In fact, it’s questionable whether Liu Pan even had the ability to organize a third attack against Nan Zhubin now.

But Nan Zhubin didn’t intend to let Liu Pan off so easily.

Nan Zhubin’s tone was calm, yet in Liu Pan’s ears, it was terrifying:

"I ponder on the purpose behind you provoking my anger, but what concerns me more is another thing—your attitude."

"Initially, I thought it might be your medical background affecting your ethical view on life and death; but even a normal doctor has ethics, so it’s definitely not your education. This disregard for a visitor’s life is your problem."

"This attitude has truly—angered me!"

Before the words finished.

He stepped forward, his right hand turned into a black shadow, attacking Liu Pan!

At the same time, Liu Pan’s expression was caught in Nan Zhubin’s sight.

...

[Body crouching with neck pulling back—this is the body’s subconscious fear in face of attack.]

[But—he is smiling.]

Huang Xin suddenly stood up, while he could remain unmoved by verbal clashes, he couldn’t pretend not to see a physical conflict!

But clearly, everything happened too quickly, no one expected calm and composed Nan Zhubin to be genuinely provoked by Liu Pan.

In the midst of their vastly differing yet equally complicated emotions—

With a "slap".

Nan Zhubin’s hand lightly turned, tapping on Liu Pan’s pocket.

Then, amidst Liu Pan’s sudden stiffness in response, he pulled out—a recording device.

"To be fair, when these things first appeared, they were interesting, but now their constant appearance is a bit cliché."

Nan Zhubin spoke with an indifferent tone, "Do you all have path dependency?"

Raise at the first attack, decline at the second, didn’t even act at the third, and it was already exhausted.

Liu Pan’s face turned deathly pale.

"Earlier, when you proposed a reconciliation, part of it was likely to curry favor; but you also wanted to record me accepting your terms and then leverage it against me."

"And after that plan failed, you quickly shifted direction to anger me into physically assaulting you; although the recording’s evidence capacity is limited, with your connections, it could indeed prevent me from entering Jiang University, effectively isolating trouble."

Nan Zhubin expressionlessly laid out Liu Pan’s scheme.

"Your expression tells me—I was correct."

He simultaneously confirmed it.

"Honestly, your prior anger seemed somewhat feigned; but the way you quickly adjusted after genuine anger makes me regard you slightly higher, you’re not as naive as I imagined."

"For your father’s approval, you are indeed ambitious."

"Unfortunately, you have some skills, but not much."

While playing with the recording pen, Nan Zhubin suddenly shifted his gaze to another place.

"But I must thank you, for continuously provoking me using Chen Jie, you displayed genuine disdain towards her death, which made me see something else."

The focus of Nan Zhubin’s gaze was on Huang Xin.

"You don’t agree with Junior Brother Liu’s attitude, do you? Senior Brother Huang?"

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