genius psychologist

Chapter 3 [The Secret of the Family]

A remote alley, this is an old building in the 80s.

Chen Dong's house is on the third floor of this building.

This is the only inheritance left to him by his parents after they passed away, and now he lives in it alone.

After all, he didn't take the medicine specially designed to treat low-risk depression, so although his mind was relaxed and he didn't feel like he was about to explode, the situation didn't improve much.

He stood on the window sill at home, looking at the potted cactus on the balcony, with a cigarette in his finger, letting the smoke rise.

In fact, not all people with higher IQs can do better than others.

Because there are too many factors that affect a person's foothold in society, such as emotional intelligence, personality, hobbies, background and so on.

There is never a shortage of smart people in this world. With an IQ of 163, it can probably surpass 99.9% of people in the society. It sounds amazing, but in fact it is just that.

He took a deep drag on the cigarette, then let it out slowly.

But his brain can't stop analyzing everything he sees, analyzing the components in the smoke, including the harmful components in it.

This means that he knows better than anyone that his actions are actually tantamount to slow suicide.

But who the hell doesn't know?
Chen Dong showed a mocking expression. He has been studying psychology by himself since high school.

Probably subconsciously, I am very afraid that others will know that I am sick.

In fact, people with higher IQ will indeed be better than ordinary people if they study hard.

He has studied psychology by himself for so many years, and the amount of knowledge he has now is no less than that of a master's expert in psychology, and even far exceeds those people in some aspects.

For example, he has a special preference for social psychology, criminal psychology, micro-movements, and micro-expressions.

So when Chen Dong smoked for a moment, he figured out many things.

He knows what low-risk depression is. It is a disease in which the brain cannot filter repetitive information, but will actively refine and analyze it, and use the knowledge it has acquired to fill in the picture.

If he is an expert in biology, then walking on the street and seeing all creatures will give insight into each other's biological form, muscle tissue, bone tissue...

If he is a doctor, he will see the diseases covered by passers-by while walking on the road, and even see the disgusting lungs of those heavy smokers.

Chen Dong's university major is avionics equipment, and he has studied high-frequency VHF communication, gyroscope laser navigation, and other professional knowledge.

Those things sound far away, but in fact, apart from aviation, these technologies have quietly integrated into life.

For example, mobile phone communication and navigation.

When ordinary people are on the phone, they may think about what the person on the other end of the phone is doing.

But if he makes a phone call, what he said will become a modulated signal in his mind, which will be transmitted... Finally, the signal will be demodulated by another mobile phone, and it will be transmitted as an audio sound.

This is undoubtedly a very fucked up thing.

Chen Dong couldn't help taking a puff of cigarette again, he knew that the person who could do such unimaginable things must be a genius.

But he couldn't help worrying that if he continued like this, he would become a schizophrenic lunatic.

One side is an ordinary personality who cannot accept infinite information and actively isolates memory, and the other side is a genius of crazy analysis. The two personalities are independent of each other.

Just thinking about it made it hard for him to breathe under the tremendous pressure.

Chen Dong felt that he should study philosophy, which might be easier to convince himself and make him feel better.

He stubbed out the cigarette, turned around and sat down.

It is a luxury for him to put all his mind on what he wants to think about and have no distractions.

But once he did it, his analytical ability would be astonishingly terrifying.

Almost instantly.

He recalled the scene when his medicine was stolen, the eyes and movements of that person, and the crispness of his steps.

If it is just an ordinary pickpocket, then the one who wants to keep away should be the wallet, but ends up touching a box of medicine, and there will be a contrast in his heart at the moment he succeeds.

If there is a habitual thief, in that case, he will deliberately hide his emotions.

However, it is impossible for people to completely hide their psychological emotions. It may be reflected in their eyes or even any subtle movements, which are body language that they cannot control.

Chen Dong has studied the psychology of micro-movements, so he can conclude with [-]% certainty that what the thief wants to steal is his own medicine, and he will succeed in one blow.

His eyes narrowed slowly, as if showing a sharp edge.

Someone deliberately stole their own medicine!

Who would do that?
This person knows the details of his condition, and even knows which pocket of his clothes he habitually puts his medicine in!
Inference like this, I am afraid that he has been staring at himself a long time ago.

He had to find this person and figure out what was going on!

Chen Dong took a deep breath, all his attention was focused on his ears, trying to listen to the movement around him, trying to see if anyone was lurking around his house.

Whoever steals his own medicine, for whatever purpose, surely expects to fall ill.

What happens when you get sick?

Get the logical reasoning ability like a genius?

Or turn into a schizophrenic lunatic?

Which one is the other party's goal? Thinking of this, Chen Dong's scalp felt numb. He immediately closed all the windows and curtains, completely cutting off all sight from the outside world.

Chen Dong was extremely cautious, his eyes scanned all corners of the room, and tried to find pinhole cameras and bugs in the room.

He was relieved by the end result.

Chen Dong rubbed his head, smiled wryly and said, "Sure enough, my nerves are too tense!"

He laughed at himself, he was not an agent, nor was he a big shot, so how could someone monitor him.

He just poured a cup of hot water to moisten his throat.

Chen Dong picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and the TV news was reporting the latest news: "Liang Fu, known as the youngest chess king, suddenly disappeared at the airport hotel. The first-level chess league, and Liang Fu, who is only 19 years old, is one of the championship candidates for this tournament."

He was not interested in these news at all, and Chen Dong's mind was not on the TV at all.

His eyes were fixed on the small alarm clock above the TV.

After his parents passed away, he lived in a relative's house, and he moved back to live by himself when he became an adult.

Most of the things in the house are also left by the parents.

He didn't think it was wrong after living in it for several years, but at this moment, he saw several discordant places.

Chen Dong's pupils tightened slightly, he got up and looked closer to the alarm clock, only to find that there was something wrong with the alarm clock, the chassis of the alarm clock had Roman numerals on it.

But the pointer inside is too long.

Ordinary people seldom notice that there are potential regulations on the length of the hands of a clock. For example, if Roman numerals are used, the hands will be shorter.

If it is the Arabic numerals 1-3-6, the second and minute hands of the clock will be slightly longer, because the Arabic numerals are not afraid of being blocked.

Although there are clocks and watches that are not designed according to the rules, it is because consumers are used to it, and there is no need to look at the numbers on the clock to tell the time.

But this alarm clock is a style more than ten years ago, so this design is obviously very inconsistent.

Of course, Chen Dong could not rule out that he was just worrying too much. After all, he probably thought of more things today than in the previous month.

But Chen Dong still couldn't help it, and took the small alarm clock on the TV, and took off the battery cover at the back, only to find that there were only two batteries that he had replaced inside, nothing else unusual.

Gritting his teeth for the last time, he found a screwdriver and took the alarm clock apart.

A set of dates are engraved on the alarm clock, September 1954, 9.

It was my father's birthday, and it didn't seem to have any special meaning.

But who would be free to engrave words inside the alarm clock?
This is an unusual thing!
Chen Dong immediately concluded that this was a set of codes. It was because he discovered that the hands in the alarm clock were different in color from other components, and to be precise, the degree of corrosion was different.

In other words, the two pointers were replaced later, not the original pointers.

Chen Dong disassembled the entire alarm clock and found no other clues, so he assembled the alarm clock. The whole process was not difficult.

Especially for a man of science and engineering like him, it was a trivial matter.

But at the last moment to finish, Chen Dong's hands froze.

It is obviously difficult to decipher a set of birthday passwords. He must know who the person who wrote the passwords is, what habits and hobbies they have, or why they wrote the passwords.

Even if his current thinking is more active than most people, it is not easy to do.

But at this moment, he had a bold idea.

Is it possible that the birthday code written in the alarm clock can actually be deciphered by the alarm clock itself?
After restoring the alarm clock, he frowned and took out a piece of paper, on which he restored the dial of the alarm clock...

After a few seconds of daze.

It was like a coincidence and a sudden inspiration.

把那组生日数字在表盘上串起来1—9—5—4—9—2—1 ，看着最终出来的图案，陈冬瞬间屏住呼吸，心里头轰然掀起惊涛骇浪！！！
It turned out to be a very familiar figure!

Because this group of numbers is strung together in the arrangement position of the dial, it becomes two symmetrical triangles.

These two triangles together are like an arrow pointing to the same center!
Pointing to the nine o'clock position of the alarm clock!
Chen Dong immediately put the alarm clock back on the TV, and looked in the direction of nine o'clock.

The height on the TV, the position pointed at nine o'clock is the electric socket installed on the wall.

There was little hesitation.

Chen Dong picked up a tool and disassembled the electrical socket.

My own calculation is correct, there are secret codes in it.

The inside of this electric socket is already covered with dust, but you can still see a set of passwords inside, which shows that your thinking direction is not wrong.

And this group of codes falling into the electrical socket seems to be pointing to other places.

One by one.

Before Chen Dong started to analyze this set of numbers...

Right now!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

thump—

thump—

thump—

Suddenly, Chen Dong's whole body tensed up. He has lived here for several years, and no one has ever knocked on the door.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
Who is it?

Why did you knock on the door at this hour?
His lips were pale, as if the enemy was approaching the door, and his eyes were fixed on the position of the door.

　Those who are interested can look at the watch or clock by themselves, and then link the group of birthdays to understand how the password is unlocked.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)