"You said this is the reason...but what does this have to do with the soup just now?"
At this moment, Wu Ansu couldn't care less about Li Mengnan's prank on her, and her heart was completely occupied by strong curiosity.
Li Mengnan picked up a piece of red vegetable from the soup bowl with his chopsticks and asked, "What is this?"
"It's a tomato, what's wrong?" Wu Ansu looked puzzled.
"Imagine, you are very hungry now, and you ask me what to eat for dinner, and I say tomatoes, what is your first reaction?"
"Uh... drooling...?"
"Ahem...it's very close!" Li Mengnan didn't expect that Wu Ansu could give such a cute answer. Suddenly he felt that this bad-tempered little policewoman had a cute side, and couldn't help laughing: "Can you
Suddenly I feel a bit sour in my mouth, as if I've been eating tomatoes?"
Wu Ansu nodded repeatedly. This phenomenon is indeed very common in life.
"For another example, when you see someone getting an injection or a bloody wound on their body, do you feel a dull pain in the same part of your body?"
"I know, this is called sympathy...but does this have anything to do with the real reason you mentioned?"
Wu Ansu was getting more and more confused. Li Mengnan could understand these words alone, but when they were put together, he didn't know what he wanted to say.
"In the final analysis, the reason why humans have this kind of sympathy and pain is actually caused by the imagination of the human brain." Li Mengnan picked up a few mouthfuls of food with chopsticks, wiped his mouth and continued: "You should know that the human brain
It is a very magical organ. What we see, hear, and feel is not actually seen, heard, or felt, but is stimulated by sensory organs such as eyes, ears, and skin and converted into neurons.
The signals are then transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and the brain re-reproduces the scene based on these signals... In principle, it is somewhat similar to today's digital products."
Although Wu Ansu still didn't understand why Li Mengnan suddenly mentioned this, he vaguely felt that he had touched the core of the whole matter, and couldn't help but ask: "So?"
"There is a classic technique in torture science, which is to blindfold a person, then cut a knife on the wrist without breaking it, and then put a warm water pipe on the person's wrist to simulate bleeding.
, after a certain period of time, the person will die, and the external appearance will be exactly the same as death from blood loss. This is a kind of deception to the brain... and what I did before is the same reason."
Wu Ansu looked confused. She had indeed seen the incident Li Mengnan mentioned in a book, but she still didn't understand how it was similar to the rescue just now.
"Look at this." Li Mengnan took out the disposable lighter he used to light cigarettes from his pocket. A light blue flame danced slightly at the top, "Do you dare to put your hand on it?"
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wu Ansu didn't give Li Mengnan a chance to make a fool of herself.
Li Mengnan seemed to have expected Wu Ansu's reaction. He smiled nonchalantly and suddenly put his other hand on top of the flames.
The flames greedily licked the flesh of Li Mengnan's palm, making a scorching sound, and a strange smell like barbecue gradually filled the box.
"Are you...are you crazy? What are you doing?"
Wu Ansu quickly grabbed Li Mengnan's hand and poured the iced drink in the cup, but was surprised to find that Li Mengnan's palm was still intact, with no trace of burning at all.
How is this possible? Just now, I clearly saw that his palms were burnt and even smelled them. How could there be nothing wrong with him?
"It's hard to understand, isn't it? Then look at this again..."
Li Mengnan casually picked up a napkin on the table and put it under the flame. What was incomprehensible was that no matter how hard he burned it, the thin napkin could never be ignited by the flame.
"How is this going?"
Li Mengnan smiled noncommittally, stretched out his arm and placed the lighter in front of Wu Ansu. Nunu smiled and said, "Put your hand on it and try it."
Wu Ansu carefully stretched out a finger and quickly passed it over the flames. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that the flames seemed to have no temperature at all.
After hesitating for a moment, Wu Ansu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and placed his entire palm on top of the flames.
Sure enough, just as she felt just now, the fire had no burning sensation at all, it was as if it didn't exist!
"Why is this happening?"
The scene in front of him was beyond Wu Ansu's ability to understand. You must know that even a low-temperature chemical fire must be at least thirty or forty degrees. It is impossible not to feel any heat like this.
"This is a lighter, right?" Li Mengnan asked, pointing to the lighter.
Wu Ansu nodded.
"This is fire, right?" Li Mengnan pointed at the flames again.
Wu Ansu nodded again.
"Is there any necessary connection between the two of them?"
Li Mengnan suddenly asked a question that seemed very puzzling.
"You can only light a fire if you have a lighter...right...right?"
Wu Ansu was a little confused by Li Mengnan. Isn't this an obvious problem?
"That's true, but the question is - did you see me lighting the fire?"
As soon as Li Mengnan said this, Wu An Sucai immediately noticed that although Li Mengnan's finger was placed on the lighter's starter, he did not press it!
How is this possible? If it is not pressed down, where did the flames come from?
Li Mengnan gently placed the lighter on the table, letting it burn strangely, and said in a calm tone: "You just saw the lighter, why do you think there must be fire on it? Can you be sure that the fire is real?
?"
What does this mean? Could it be...
As soon as a strange idea appeared in Wu Ansu's mind, the strange fire suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.
It's not the kind of contraction and extinction that cuts off the gas, but it truly disappears out of thin air, as if it never existed!
No, maybe... it really never existed at all!
"Oh, Officer Armed Forces, your reaction is not too slow, it is basically above the normal human level..."
Li Mengnan had been observing Wu Ansu. Looking at her surprised and astonished expression, he knew that she had vaguely guessed some of the key points. He picked up the lighter on the table and lit a cigarette.
"Because there is an inevitable connection between lighters and fire. At this time, only a small psychological suggestion is needed to make people see the burning flames. This is the power of human imagination... The scientific community calls it expression
Conscious hypnosis, what we magicians call—illusion.”