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"Oh, yes, I see that you have devoted a chapter to this issue in your latest paper, but I think your main focus is on the philosophical and ethical aspects..."

Lai Onel clasped his hands and smiled, he said, "This is really a bit difficult for an ordinary person like me who has little knowledge and knowledge. You also know that businessmen like us, who are not highly educated, still like to pay attention to them. Some more practical questions..."

After speaking, Laonel showed a somewhat embarrassed expression again, looking like he wanted to ask but did not dare to ask, Schiller said understandingly: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Laonel, I am here to answer your doubts. Yes, isn't it?"

Laonel put his hands under the table, he laughed twice, and then said: "You are really approachable, much easier to talk than many experts I have met."

At this moment, a waiter came in, Schiller turned to look at him, and Laonel explained, "Sorry, I called him here."

With that said, the waiter brought two wine glasses and a bottle of wine from the cart behind him, and Laonel explained, "Originally, I planned to share this classic cellar with Mr. Mayor, but who knows..."

"But it doesn't matter, Mr. Schiller, may I call you that? It's my honor to drink with a scholar like you."

The beautifully colored wine was like a gem solidified in the glass. Seeing Schiller's skillful lifting of the glass, Laonier's smile deepened.

Then, he took out a box of cigars from the handbag next to him. After the waiter cut it, he lighted it for Schiller. Schiller took a breath of the cigar and exhaled thick smoke. Onnell still leaned forward, chatting with Schiller about some common sense questions about psychology.

As the chatting atmosphere became more and more heated, the topic returned to the previous question, and Lai Onnell asked: "I said it before, I have no intention of questioning your academic level, but changing a person's personality into another human body... that sounds like a fantasy."

"Aside from the philosophy and ethics that make me head over heels, I'm just curious about a question that ordinary people would be curious about. How did this happen?"

"Come on, Mr. Onnell, I know you're curious about this, but I'm going to ask you a question." Schiller, glancing at the burning **** of his cigar, said, "I heard that you built a huge Luther Business Empire, how did you do it?"

"This..." Laonel opened his mouth, he didn't know how to answer this question, he didn't know, if he answered this question with that perfunctory and polite rhetoric, would Schiller answer the same question attitude to answer his question.

"This is the question that laymen and experts have. When a person has achieved extremely high achievements in some aspects, many people who don't know much about this aspect like to ask a question, that is, 'How did you do it? ?'."

"They are eager to get a specific and implementable method from your mouth, but in fact only experts understand that there is no standard answer to this question at all. In most cases, even if you answer seriously, you can only answer one. A perfunctory answer."

"For example, through hard work, a little inspiration, and a little luck, you wanted to answer me just now, didn't you? Come on Mr. Onnell?"

Laonel's expression stiffened for a moment, but soon his face was full of smiles again, and he said, "It is true that many people want the secret of success from me, but where is the secret? Everyone knows how business is done, but very few people can truly become rich."

"Of course, I also understand that the layman thinks psychology is very mysterious, and always thinks that we can all read minds. Just by looking at them, we can see what they are thinking, but this is not the case."

"This is also a subject that requires a lot of theoretical knowledge, and then continuously learns lessons in practice, through systematic and scientific training to achieve achievements."

"As for what you questioned before, whether it can be done by changing one's personality into another's body, I can definitely say that it can be done, but if you really want to hear the principle, I'm afraid you have to Learn from scratch."

Lai Onel's face continued to smile, and he said, "Look at me, I was so fascinated by chatting with you that I almost forgot today's business, Laikes..."

"Psychotherapy is a long-term process. I can't turn him into a normal person who is good at socializing overnight. As for how to treat him, I need to give him a basic check first."

"Come on, Mr. Onnell, to tell you the truth, I've seen it, and you desperately want to get results." Schiller took another puff of his cigar, and as he spoke, the smoke gradually spread out.

"As with everything in this world, as long as you're willing to pay enough, there's always a faster way..."

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Lai Onel picked up the wine glass, touched Schiller lightly, and said, "This is the best news I've heard in years."

After a while, the red-haired boy Lex was brought back to the reception room. He sat opposite Schiller, and Leonel, who was standing next to him, took the initiative to ask, "Um... Shall I go out first?"

"No, no need."

Schiller's answer was beyond Laionell's expectations, he was stunned for a moment, and then explained as if he had suddenly reacted: "I thought others needed to avoid it."

"It's just a simple test, it's not a formal treatment, so you can wait by the side."

So, Schiller sat opposite Lex and gave him a preliminary examination. The process of the examination was very simple, basically asking some simple questions, such as name, height, weight, age, etc., as well as simple single-digit addition and subtraction method and graphic description.

Laonel had been sitting by the side and watching, Laikes put his hands on his knees, and answered Schiller's question somewhat rigidly, without asking why or doing any extra actions, Schiller asked him, and he answered.

"It's a little weird..." Schiller looked at the piece of paper in front of him for recording, then looked up at Leonel and asked, "Are you sure the previous diagnosis was autism?"

The smile on Laonel's face weakened a little. He seemed hesitant, turned his head to look at Lex for several times, and then said, "Yes, the previous doctors told me that..."

Schiller frowned and remained silent, and the atmosphere in the room froze, but after a few seconds, Schiller said to himself, "Probably atypical autism."

"What the **** is going on? Professor, did the previous doctor make a misdiagnosis?"

"No, it doesn't count." Schiller wrote and drew on the paper, and then said, "I don't know if the doctor has explained it to you before. There are many types of autism spectrum. The common communication that people have is Disordered autism is generally typical autism.”

"But there is also atypical autism. These patients have many symptoms and cannot be generalized. It seems that your son's situation is somewhat complicated...

"Sorry, professor." Leonel interrupted what Schiller was about to say next. He glanced at Lex and said, "Is he autistic? Could it be..."

Schiller gave him a strange look, and then asked suspiciously, "Mr. Onnell, why do you seem a little..."

At this time, Leonel realized that he had lost his way. Just as he was about to adjust his expression, Schiller said in a tone of sudden realization: "Oh, I see..."

Leonel's fingertips trembled, and Lex's somewhat numb expression changed slightly. At this moment, Schiller suddenly said:

"I've seen many parents who feel that their children are not sick, they don't trust doctors, they don't trust teachers, they don't even trust their own relatives."

"They think the diagnosis is nothing but nonsense, and in their eyes, their child is no different from anyone else."

Schiller came over and patted Onel's shoulder, saying, "I can understand the feeling, no father wants his child to be sick."

"However, Mr. Leonel, escaping is not the way to go. My diagnosis may be slightly different from the previous doctors, but there is no doubt that your son Lex Luthor is a little different in spirit. of."

"So far, the most likely diagnosis remains the autism spectrum, but the exact classification will require more detailed diagnosis to be determined."

At this moment, Leonel's stiff expression eased a little, he sighed, wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and then made a sad expression and said, "Indeed, I also hope that Lex and the normal one. Like a kid, even if he's a **** like little Wayne?"

Schiller saw that Lex's numb expression changed a little when he heard the name of Wayne.

Reducing his gaze, Schiller nodded to Leonel, and he said, "Don't worry, Mr. Luther, everything will be fine, your son will be back to normal, I promise."

Laonel asked hesitantly, "Really..."

"Remember what I said before? I can even change one person's personality into another. Autism does require long-term treatment, but..."

Schiller showed a smile. He looked into Leonel's eyes and said, "As I said before, there is always a faster way, isn't it?"

Schiller saw a glint in Leonel's eyes, but he soon returned to a smile.

At this moment, a series of noises suddenly came from outside the corridor, as if someone was running over in a hurry, Schiller and Leonel turned their heads at the same time, but Lex seemed to have not heard it, still sitting numbly in the original place. land.

With a bang, the door was pushed open by a waiter, and Laonel frowned. He said, "What's the matter? What are you doing?"

"Mr. Luther! You better hurry down! Officer Benjamin please hurry down!"

"What's wrong? What are you doing in such a panic?" Laonel was a little dissatisfied, and he reprimanded the waiter with a frown.

"Someone is dead! ... Another one is dead!"

Schiller also frowned, and La Onel stepped forward and asked, "Who died?"

"I...I don't know, but I heard that it seems to be an agricultural product dealer, called...called..."

The waiter hesitated for a long time there, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com can't explain clearly, Lai Onel waved his hand impatiently and said, "Bring Kes back to the room, let's go down and have a look."

As he walked with Schiller, he said, "A produce dealer? It could be Old Pike, he's the biggest produce dealer on the East Coast, so this dinner invited him..."

Lai Onal frowned deeply and said, "Damn it, Mayor White's death hasn't been found out yet, so why did he die again? Is there any curse on this **** manor?"

After Schiller and Leonel came downstairs, they saw a corpse lying in the center of the banquet hall. Leonel stepped forward and talked to Benjamin. After Schiller went down the stairs, he stood at the entrance of the stairs. , Chu has no intention of stepping forward.

Benjamin tilted his head and glanced at Schiller. Soon, he came over, looked Schiller in the eyes and said, "I heard that you have been involved in the detection of many famous murders."

"Yes, are you going to hire me?"

Benjamin's eyebrows furrowed deeply, but before he could answer, Schiller turned around and said, "But I'm not going to accept it, I'm going back to sleep."

"Wait!" Benjamin stopped Schiller, who was about to go up the stairs, he said: "Two homicides occurred in a short period of time, which may be related to the serial murders before the Metropolis, you are not often involved in this. In eucalyptus?"

Schiller stood on the stairs and paused for a while, then turned around, looked at Benjamin and said, "You misunderstood, I only participate in the college defense, not the kindergarten report performance."

Benjamin kept staring at Schiller, and Schiller turned back and walked up the handrail, leaving the last sentence:

"If the serial killers in your metropolis only have this level, my defense suggestion is - Yanbi."