Jason watched the street corner for a while, and noticed the faint shadow of a car floating by, he turned to the red hood and said, "Later, if you stop in the middle of the road, you will say that you are a gangster who collects protection money, and you have to open the garage and check for contraband."

"It's not going to work, is it?" Red Hood objected, saying, "I don't know much about the rules of the gang, but the gangsters have fixed places, and if you stop in the middle of the road, the truck driver will only hit you."

"I didn't expect you, you still have a little experience, have you ever driven a truck in Gotham before?" Jason looked at Red Hood and asked, Red Hood was in a state of flux, and he realized that the child was more perceptive than he had imagined.

Red Hood shook his head, and Jason then explained, "Gotham's drivers are like this, but the drivers are not Gotham's drivers, they are all transferred from out of town by those gangsters, and they are scared to death when they see the gangsters, especially your current appearance, like a mental patient, he will definitely open the car door without saying a word and let us check."

"When the time comes, I'll get into the warehouse, and as the truck enters the hotel, you don't have to get in the car, stay at the public phone booth on the road we just came, and you'll pick me up here once you get it......

Red Hood had no objections to the plan, and in fact, there was nothing to raise about it, which sounded perfect, but he asked, "Are you sure you can get out of the hotel?"

"I'm not sure." Jason shook his head and said, "I've never been to a fancy hotel like this, and I don't know what the environment is like or who will be there, but it doesn't matter, sometimes, I just have to gamble."

The Red Hood had fallen silent, but the plan was still ongoing, the truck's lights shining around the corner, reflecting the shadows on the wall like a sun.

The sun returns from the west to the east, and time rewinds back to earlier in the day.

A hand reached over the lampshade and straightened the position of the lamp, and the hand holding the pen slowly lowered, and a sigh came, and Schiller rubbed his eyebrows.

There was a knock on the door, and Schiller said, "Please come in."

Appearing outside the door was the figure of Evans, who held a notebook in his hand, and walked in while reading it, and said, "Professor, the pathological analysis of the patient in Ward 2 has been written, do you want to take a look?"

Schiller pointed to the table, Evans gave him the local in his hand, Schiller picked it up and looked at it, and said, "That's a good writing, send it to Dr. Brand, and treat it according to this."

"Evans, your grades are good, you should be able to select outstanding graduates, you go and prepare the materials, I will help you report to the Academic Affairs Office, if you are selected, not only will you get a bonus, but you can also find a teacher in the school to write a letter of recommendation for you to go to graduate school."

"Thank you. Professor, but I'm not going to participate in the judging." Evans said apologetically, "Because I think it's a bit unfair, after all, I'm actually two people studying, and everyone else has twice as much time."

Schiller raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you still care about academic fairness, but in fact, your situation is also a special case, and it should also be within the scope of selection...... Oh, by the way, Gotham University seems to have a sickness grant, have you received it?"

Evans shook his head, and Schiller took out a piece of paper from a drawer and said, "I'll give you a report on the diagnosis of dissociative identity disorder, and when you get back to school next week, remember to pick it up......

Evans looked at Schiller and smiled, "Professor, you seem to be happy, did you have any happy encounters?"

Schiller paused with his hand on the paper and said, "It's a good thing, I have found a very talented student, intelligent, perceptive, and willing to think......

"I've been tutoring him for a few days, and oh, yes, it's not just him, but Bruce Wayne, who is finally not coming to school." Schiller leaned back in his chair and said very relaxedly.

"I was about to ask, where did Bruce go?" Evans asked, a little confused, and he said, "The Lex from the previous junior came to look for him, but I don't know where he went, so I can't tell him."

"Bruce? He should be lying in the hospital now, some time ago, out

Something, he's been seriously injured, but he's recovering quickly and he's expected to be discharged from the hospital next week." Schiller said as he wrote the diagnostic report.

Then, his hand paused again and said, "If I let Bruce Wayne graduate, wouldn't you think it would be a little unfair?"

"What's unfair?" Evans shook his head and said, "We all know that he will graduate, even if it is delayed."

"Moreover, whether he has a graduation certificate or not, and it can't affect the Wayne Group, he can never graduate for the rest of his life, in this case, it doesn't matter whether he graduates or not."

Schiller's hand paused, and he said, "Are you sure all the students think that way?"

"What's wrong? Professor, why are you suddenly graduating Bruce Wayne again? Didn't you say he didn't have enough credits?"

Schiller sighed and stood up, went to the window and looked at the sky outside, and said, "The thesis is really important, because you have to master the theory before you can apply it in practice."

"However, if he has found his own way in practice, then the rules and regulations should not become an obstacle to restricting his steps, otherwise, it will become another kind of academic misconduct."

"If you want to be impartial, you have to acknowledge every aspect of the profession, not just the theory." Schiller lowered his eyes and sighed again, and said, "Besides, if it weren't for the theoretical level, the thesis he revised at the end was barely enough, and it was enough as an undergraduate thesis."

"The only thing that gives me a headache is that he didn't participate in the first round of internships, and he missed the second round of internships, and he can't ...... credits anyway" Schiller rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I never thought that I would have more headaches for his graduation than Bruce Wayne."

"To tell you the truth, Professor, if you hadn't graduated from him, no one would have thought it would be strange for him to graduate." Evans pinched his fingers and said, "After all, the fact that he has money is obvious to all, and no one will embarrass him for the sake of the Wayne Group's sponsorship over the years."

"Do you think I'm too strict?" Schiller asked.

"Gotham is in need of such a strict teacher." Evans also looked out the window and said.

"I know that every student is different, and if I ask them to have the same goal, it will do nothing but show my own arrogance, and it may destroy their confidence." Schiller said in a calm tone, as always.

"I thought I was setting the right standards for Bruce Wayne, but I found that I was too high and too low for him."

Evans was somewhat incomprehensible to what Schiller was saying, but Schiller seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "It may be a bit difficult to ask a mentally ill person who lost his parents at a young age to achieve an excellent grade, but the progress he has made in practice is astonishing."

"If the bar is set too high, his mental stability is not enough for him to devote himself to focused learning, but if the bar is set too low, his amazing talent is wasted...... How can we fairly judge his achievements in psychology?"

"Are you bothered by this? Professor?" Evans asked, but then he said very bluntly, "I think I have a good suggestion."

"What advice?" Schiller asked, looking at him.

"I think the best way to judge a person's professional level in psychology is the practical application."

"You mean, let him become a doctor?" Schiller shook his head and said, "No, his mental state cannot be treated by others, it cannot maintain a state of high output for a long time, otherwise it may affect his own mental stability......

"No, I'm not talking about medical applications, but everyday applications." Evans spread his hands and said, "Actually, in daily life, we need to analyze people's psychology all the time, perceive the emotions of others, and make correct responses."

"If you master this skill, you will also gain a lot of convenience in daily life, for example, when a person has a certain emotion

We can use theoretical analysis to understand the causes of his emotions, so as to sort out the context behind the incident."

"If a person shows a certain state, then we can also speculate on his current psychology through rational analysis, and if we can know the psychology of the other person in advance, we can take the initiative in the conversation."

"You're really good at learning." Schiller praised, saying, "A lot of students just complain when they endorse it, what's the use of me memorizing so many definitions."

"Professor, I think this is a very useful subject, and Alberto thinks so too, so we study very seriously, because he thinks that through this course, we can detect the psychology of the people under them, and if they are not in the right state, they can react in advance."

"And what I am talking about is the most professional way to take the exam, which is actually to let him enter another unfamiliar environment, and through communication and exchange with others, he can achieve certain achievements."

"But how do you know that his success in this unfamiliar environment must be due to his high level of psychology? What if it's because of something else?" Schiller asked.

"It depends on how well he is integrated into most of the groups in the new environment, and if he uses other advantages to gain advantages, he may be treated as a guest of honor and get huge benefits, but he will not be deeply integrated into the local community."

"On the contrary, if he really blends into the majority of the group in a short period of time, it means that he must have used professional skills in addition to his natural emotional intelligence and emotional perception."

Schiller nodded, he looked at Evans and smiled, "I mentioned earlier that I found a new gifted student, but I forgot that there is a ...... standing here."

Evans lowered his head and smiled modestly, and said, "I'm really sorry, Professor, because my background is a bit special, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go far on the academic road, you have put in so much time and energy, but you haven't got a proud disciple."

Schiller turned back and sat down behind his desk, and he said, "My godfather once asked me about your studies, and I answered truthfully, but I didn't praise you too much, because I didn't want to, he had too much expectation of psychology as a profession."

"If you don't have this talent, it will bring you a lot of pain, but if you have such a talent, this pain is not avoidable, but if a person with talent, if he does not go through systematic learning, this talent may become a disease that will plague him for a lifetime, and if he learns it, he may be able to become a doctor for a long time."

"I think the student who is very talented, that's it, he has too many questions to be answered, and if he doesn't get answers and becomes like an outlier, sooner or later, he will feel broken."

"Psychology can't fully answer his question, there is no discipline in this world that can fill the heart of such a person, but at least it can let him know that he is normal and will not step into a deeper abyss."

"I once said to my godfather that if you study psychology, you will either go crazy or die......

"But in reality, cause and effect are diametrically opposed, and only madmen and death-seekers would really want to study this subject in depth."