psychochemist

Chapter 45 The Heart Flow Vortex
Yu Fan and Chen Xingyang put on gloves and searched carefully in the room to see if they could find some clues.

While searching, Chen Xingyang joked: "Old Yu, did Dean Wu say that people don't play chemistry anymore?"

Yu Fan picked up a pile of documents on the table, looked at them, and put them back in order, and replied: "Yes and no. However, there are indeed fewer people who study chemistry, or in other words, there are many people who study traditional chemistry." There are fewer scientific people.”

Chen Xingyang: "Then tell me, what are these college students studying now?"

Yu Fan smiled wryly for a few times: "Finance? Real estate? Internet+? Artificial intelligence? Whoever makes money learns whichever, but this is also an eternal truth. People are profit-seeking by nature. But then again, learning Although there were fewer people in chemistry, the development of this industry was getting better and better at that time.”

Chen Xingyang: "Then why did you study chemistry?"

Yu Fan: "Because of many factors, I studied chemistry. At first, I didn't like chemistry very much. I forced myself to study chemistry because of some irresistible reasons. In contrast, I liked psychology more at first. Think it's more esoteric."

Chen Xingyang stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Yu Fan: "What about now?" After speaking, he continued to flip through things.

Yu Fan: "Now I like both. Chemistry reveals the essential laws of matter, and psychology interprets the essential laws of spirit. One is 'external' and the other is 'inner'. The combination of the two constitutes the essence of the world. Basic logic."

Chen Xingyang smiled: "Me, it's not as deep as you think. My dad used to be a policeman, so I also became a policeman. It's as simple as that."

Yu Fan also smiled: "I also want to be simple, but isn't this being dragged into the muddy water by you?"

Chen Xingyang made a grimace, and then threw a booklet at Yu Fan: "Since it has been pulled down, you have to continue whatever happens. Old Yu, look at this." Chen Xingyang made a pun .

Yu Fan took the booklet and opened it. It should be Chen Taizhou's diary, or more precisely, a book of sayings.Each page has only time, weather, and then a saying.

Chen Xingyang: "Professor Chen is quite persevering. He writes a motto every day, no more, no less."

Yu Fan carefully looked at these adages page by page. The first page was 6 years ago, and the last page was 4 years ago. It was recorded for more than two years, and then there was no record.

The motto on the last page reads impressively: "Silicon dioxide is unmoved by the pursuit of many strong acids, because he only wants to fly away with hydrofluoric acid." What does this mean?

Yu Fan raised his head and looked around the room.Chen Xingyang said to himself beside him: "It's a pity that after so many years, I don't know where he has gone now. When I get his file later, maybe I can find some clues."

Yu Fan took a deep breath and said lightly, "No, he's right here."

Chen Xingyang was surprised: "Old Yu, what did you say?"

Yu Fan slowly closed his eyes, various pictures flashed in his mind like a revolving lantern, all kinds of clues gathered around Yu Fan, and they were naturally synthesized like a chemical reaction. Yu Fan didn't care about the process of the chemical reaction, he Waiting for the result of this reaction in the beaker of his imagination, in this enchantment made of imagination, Yu Fan seems to be the master of the laws of all things, he masters the laws, and at the same time expects the results, slowly, the truth emerges naturally It came out, and Yu Fan only needed to go to it and uncover its mystery.

This is the world of Yu Fan's "flow mode".

Seeing this, Chen Xingyang knew that Yu Fan had entered a state of focused flow, so he kept his voice down so as not to disturb him.

Suddenly Yu Fan opened his eyes, and said very quickly: "Chen Taizhou, male, aged 55, carries a notebook with him, has short fingernails, tends to be nervous, and has a strong personality. He is creative in doing things, left-handed, and has a strong personality. Self-awareness. Will wear a watch, but the watch is still. Has a history of smoking. Has a tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder for certain things, and will go to the largest library, archive room, and database in the city or even the province alone..." Yu Fan Chen Taizhou seemed to appear in his eyes, and he began to describe it imaginatively.

Chen Xingyang quickly tore off a piece of paper, wrote vigorously, and recorded Yu Fan's description, which was Yu Fan's psychological profile of Chen Taizhou.

After Yu Fan finished speaking, Chen Xingyang asked curiously: "Old Yu, how did you deduce this information?"

Yu Fan picked up Chen Taizhou's brochure, shook it, and said: "A person with a very structured handwriting is usually a person who is rigorous in doing things and has a strong memory, but he later suffered from a terminal illness and had to undergo chemotherapy. Chemotherapy drugs must have affected his memory, and he had to bring a notebook to record things that used to only need to be remembered by the brain at any time.”

As he spoke, Yu Fan began to pace the room, and slowly walked to the table, his eyes were dazed, and he fell into a kind of imagination. He imagined himself as Chen Taizhou, or more vividly, Yu Fan was captured by Chen Taizhou. Temporarily "possessed, Yu Fandao": "If I were him, I would feel that my body was deteriorating day by day. Even if I had a notebook, I would still forget a lot, and I would forget where to write important things in the notebook. One page, taking a notebook is not going to solve my problem at all. So I am very anxious."

While talking, Yu Fan stroked the faint nail prints on the desk and said, "I have to find a way to solve these troubles quickly. I scratch the desk with my nails while thinking. This is my habit of relieving stress. So My nails aren't too long either."

Then Yu Fan sat on the stool, which was a hard stool: "I like to sit on a hard stool all the year round, because I am a person with a strong personality, and I must find a solution. I just lit a cigarette while thinking, and I fell into deep thought. So much so that the cigarette butts fell on the table, I didn’t even notice, and I’m a left-hander, so the left side of my desk always has cigarette butt burn marks.”

Yu Fan then stroked the decorations on the table and said, "I have a strong sense of self, because I am used to putting a lot of decorations on the table, so I can play with them when I am bored."

Yu Fan touched a small clock on the table again. This small clock has stopped running, but it is strange that its hour hand, minute hand, and second hand are all pointing to the six o'clock position. It is impossible for such a picture to appear below.

With a strange sense of anxiety on his face, Yu Fan continued to describe on behalf of Chen Taizhou: "I know that my time is not long, and I am beginning to be afraid of the passage of time, so I want to stop time, even if it is forced It stops because I have a certain OCD and I just allow time to stand still in front of me! What? You guys don't know I have OCD? Then you guys have to take a good look at my research filing cabinets, all my research chemicals , are arranged by molecular mass from small to large, I do not allow 'chaos' to happen in front of me."

Yu Fan has completely entered Chen Taizhou's world, and in Chen Xingyang's view, he even has some madness.

Yu Fan began to pace the room anxiously: "No, I'm not reconciled, I want to live, the hospital can't save me, there is always a place that can save me! No! I want to leave here, I want to live, I want to save myself, it's too late Well, I'm going now... I'm going..."

"Mr. Yu Fan?" A question interrupted Yu Fan's meditation. The voice was from the assistant dean. She stood at the door holding some document bags and looked at Yu Fan curiously.Yu Fan was pulled back from the imaginary world to reality. Yu Fan's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting slightly. Yu Fan deeply felt the oppression and suffocation of Chen Taizhou's situation at that time.

The assistant said: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Yu, here are all the files of Professor Chen Taizhou, and they are all here. Also, Mr. Yu Fan, you don't look very well, what's wrong?"

Yu Fan: "It's nothing, I just remembered some past events for someone."

　The most precious thing is "today" - Vanillin
　　
　
(End of this chapter)