As Bruce was driving towards the hospital, he received a call from James Gordon, and he heard Gordon say on the phone.
"You are finally back, Bruce. Come to the police station quickly. There is a strange case here. You have to come and take a look."
"Come on, Gordon, I just got back not long ago...well, how weird is that?"
"A prisoner we arrested before died tragically in a prison van on his way to court. Someone left a strange line of characters on the wall of the prison van. We lack experts who are proficient in code-breaking. You'd better come and take a look."
Bruce turned the steering wheel helplessly and drove in the direction of the police station.
After he arrived, the young police officer at the door wanted to stop him, but the old police officer waved to him and let him pass. All the way to the spacious backyard of the police station, he found a prison car with a court logo parked there.
Gordon and his subordinates were standing there.
"Oh my god, you're finally here." Gordon wiped his forehead and said, "You don't know that when a case happens during your absence, I will go to Schiller. How much pressure I feel, even little Jenny can't comfort me.
Heart."
"I haven't congratulated you on your daughter's happiness yet." Bruce walked up to Gordon and hugged him, and then said, "I will send you the 20 sets of children's slides prepared for Elsa. She will always need them.
"
Then Bruce set his sights on the prison car. As soon as the door opened, he could smell the strong smell of blood. The body had obviously been taken for autopsy, but there was no marking on the position of the body.
"It's hard for me to explain to you where the body is." Gordon shook his head and said, "If I have to say, it's basically located everywhere in the car. The head was placed on the left seat, with both arms.
Hanging here, legs over there, belly and chest scattered on the floor."
"It's a work of art, right?"
"That's right." Gordon thought about it carefully and said, "But it doesn't feel like it has any special meaning. If I have to say it, it has a kind of innocent bad taste, like throwing toy parts everywhere."
"I feel like you will soon be the leader of the group." Bruce said.
"Then why do I know so much about serial killers?" Gordon said angrily: "What reason is there for them to put their artwork around police stations and courts?!"
"If it were before, I might have regarded this as a provocation, but this case is different, and I can't see the details. Maybe you have to call Schiller."
"I have already sent him photos and other things, but he is in the hospital, so I can't disturb him too much. I hope he can send back good news. This is the main reason why I came to you."
Gordon pointed to the side of the prison van. Bruce had already seen it. There was a line of characters written in blood on it. It was not very long, only 6 letters, but there was no pattern.
But what is special is that the Arabic numeral 4 is written at the end of this line of letters, and it is larger than other letters. It seems to be a prompt.
"I have never heard of such a serial murderer in Gotham. He may be an outsider or a new generation."
"You mean there will be similar cases in the future?"
Bruce nodded, and Gordon thought for a while and then said: "I don't know if you know, but this guy is the mastermind of the child abuse case some time ago. His name is Nygma, and he is also a candidate for mayor."
"Is it popular?"
"It was as hot as summer before, but then because of something, the media felt that he had symptoms of mental disorder, and he was no longer trusted by the public. It was not until he was arrested that he was completely disqualified from running for mayor."
"Do you have financial talents?"
"Yes, I'm not sure who is behind him. It may be the Jewish consortium, but it may also be those families in the west."
Bruce thought about it carefully and then said: "The clue he left behind is not a complete clue. If nothing else happens, there should be three more cases. These letters will together form a string of passwords. Only then will I know what this string of passwords points to."
What."
"Can the murderer be caught?"
"I'm afraid it's difficult. I'm more inclined to think that this is a fledgling genius. Although his methods are still a little immature, they are not something that ordinary police can deal with."
"Then let me ask another question: Does he want to go to jail?"
Bruce looked at Gordon with some surprise. Gordon shook his head and said, "Don't look at me like that. Many of the serial killers I caught before surrendered themselves. In order to avoid being caught by the FBI, they would rather come to Brother
Tan is in jail.”
"It doesn't look like it at the moment, so you'd better leave this case to the FBI while they're still here."
"How do you know I won't get to the bottom of it?"
"Because this guy obviously deserves it, and if I'm not wrong, the next few victims should be similar. For moral reasons, you hope they can go to jail, but out of personal feelings, you hope they can get better treatment.
Prison is a stronger punishment."
"Your behavior analysis is really getting better and better."
"Don't talk about this when I'm about to see Professor Schiller."
The two looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, Gordon's cell phone rang. After he answered the call, his face turned slightly serious.
After hanging up the phone, he said to Bruce: "You guessed it right, the two cases were discovered at the same time, and six letters were left at the scene, but there are no numbers. Do you want to go to the crime scene?"
"No need, I need the victim's information, activity track and social scope, otherwise it will be useless no matter how many times I look at it. Send me the remaining 12 letters and I will decipher the code as soon as possible."
Gordon didn't stop him from leaving, because he also knew that Batman needed evidence to solve crimes. Behavioral analysis is a past discipline. Only by comprehensively summarizing past clues can we get the current answer. Fresh crime scenes can provide inspiration, but not much.
, I still have to look at Schiller for making a wild guess.
Gordon arranged to send photos of the crime scene to Schiller. Although the psychic power of the photos was not that strong, it was enough to see some clues. Then he had people send photos of the letters and various information about the victims.
I sent it to Bruce, and with the cooperation of masters and apprentices who are proficient in psychoanalysis and behavior analysis respectively, I believe there will be results soon.
Schiller was sitting on the bedside looking at photos. The ultraviolet lamp above his head kept his body temperature at a more comfortable level, but he still needed to bask in the sun for nearly 4 hours a day to have enough energy to move around.
He placed the photos of the three victims on the three corners of the table and compared them one by one. After looking at them for a while, he called Gordon and said to him.
"Nigma's body was divided into many parts, but the process of dismemberment did not contain angry emotions. He was very rational and used this behavior to express a moral meaning."
"What do you think that is?"
"There was once a person who divided him in such a way that he felt as if his spirit had been torn into pieces, just like Nygma's corpse, which was in pieces and could not be put back together. He felt pain and confusion."
"Then what?"
"The second person, the person who was stuffed into the oil barrel and roasted, symbolizes the gathering of something. Some people built a framework for him and squeezed his spirit inward."
"Is this good?"
"Yes, because in the first case, he expressed that he felt mentally torn. This kind of squeezing was benign. Although the process was not without pain, he still felt that he was being pieced together, and some people desperately wanted to
Let him return to normal."
"At the same time, the flame is not just about warmth. I prefer to call it rebirth. He thinks that his soul has been rekindled. In the process, he abandoned any previous relationships and chose his family.
"
"What the hell, how did you see this?"
"Do you want me to explain it to you?"
"No, no, no, you'd better keep talking."
"Okay, but I still have to explain it a little bit, in case you don't understand the third one. Most people hate crowding and like bigger houses and more spacious cars. Human beings will be more inclined when they are in a normal mental state.
They like spacious environments, but sometimes they are afraid of the open space without shelter."
"This comes from the instinct of our ancestors. The original intention of building a house is to shelter from the wind and rain and to ward off wild beasts. Therefore, for the living space, a moderate size is the best. If it is too large, too empty, or too small, too crowded, it will cause problems.
It makes people feel uncomfortable.”
"But once human beings' mental state becomes abnormal, it will be reflected in changes in their attitude towards living conditions. Some people begin to yearn for the wilderness, want to cover the sky and the ground, and pursue unobstructed emptiness to soothe their body and mind."
"When patients express this wish, I will understand that their spirits are being squeezed. All kinds of invisible pressures are constantly pushing their spirits inward, making the thoughts in their heads disappear in a very small space.
This creates huge friction, which consumes their spirit, so they begin to pursue the physical body in a wider space."
"There are also some people who start to want to hide in extremely narrow gaps, want to have a secret base, and even want to get under the covers and never come out."
"This situation is more common in some children, and their mental states have one thing in common, which is overexposure."
“Extremely controlling parents make them feel like they are being watched, their spirits are being flattened and squashed until every detail is exposed to others, causing them to seek shelter in the body, hoping for someone who can take care of them.
They completely shield and seal off the space, pursuing only themselves in this space.”
"So, stuffing a body into a narrow oil drum proves that the murderer also has a past where his spirit was over-exposed. He has always wanted to hide in a space similar to an oil drum, not wanting to be monitored by others, and not wanting to let his spirit
There is no escape.”
"Professional psychotherapy is aimed at this situation and will give the patient a certain amount of mental pressure to refocus his excessively distracted attention. This is a completely different treatment method from the first type of patient and will break many people's expectations for psychotherapy.
Stereotype.”
"Yes." Gordon replied: "I always thought that psychotherapy was when the psychiatrist asked people to imagine a wilderness and imagine themselves flying freely on the beautiful grassland."
"This may be true for the first type of patient, but for the second type of patient, such an empty environment will only make them feel more panicked."
"So are you asking them to imagine dark and crowded environments?"
"Guiding patients to imagine and observe their reactions is a testing method, not a method of treatment. For mental illnesses that cannot self-regulate, drugs are the first choice. Secondly, if it were me, I would choose to provide the second type of patient with something that makes them
Something to focus on.”
"For example, in doing handicrafts, painting, and knitting, the patient must have a certain interest. The most important thing is to ask them to make a timetable, but the specific content of the timetable is entirely up to them."
"They can even take two months to prepare materials and then another day to complete the work. For an artist, this is completely imbalanced because it doesn't take two months to prepare materials at all. Most of the time it may be
It's all wasted, and if you finish the work in one day, it's too hasty, and the effect of the work may not be satisfactory enough."
"But in psychotherapy, it's important to constantly emphasize the sense of control to the patient, to let them understand that they can do this, and how they set the schedule depends only on what they want, not what the doctors, nurses and bystanders want.
What."
"I seem to understand a little bit, and it might help them understand that if they choose not to finish, it's just a choice, not a failure."
"Yes, because most of the time in the past, no matter what choices they made, they would be regarded as failures. Returning the choices to their original meaning is the best way to enhance their sense of self-control."
“But what if the work they produce doesn’t satisfy them?”
"That's the next step. They need to completely abandon the standards set by others in the past and find their own vision."