Chapter 741 Mist

Chapter 741 Mist

Here's a really interesting question worth thinking about.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it starts to grow.

He began to think.

He started recalling Blake's every move.

Blake liked watching animal documentaries, and after learning he had killed someone, Blake showed no reaction at all.

Could it be that Blake did everything?

Was the purpose to frame him?

But that didn't make sense.

If it was just to push everything onto him when the police found clues later, wouldn't Blake have done way too much?

Victor shook his head, thinking he was probably overthinking it.

Looking at it objectively, if Blake did everything to frame him and make him believe he was a serial killer, wouldn't that be too much work?

The difficulty level would be too high. He knew that if he were in Blake's shoes, he couldn't pull it off.

Most importantly, what about the accidents?

No matter how capable Blake was, could he have predicted that Keira would suddenly shoot and try to kill him?

He definitely couldn't have predicted that.

Although he dismissed the thought, his wariness of Blake grew even stronger.

And he had to admit that the reason he suspected Blake was because of Blake's profession and his attitude toward the killings!

If it were a normal person who found out their son had killed someone, would they have that calm and casual expression?

Would they help their son dispose of the murder weapon?

Even if they would, they couldn't be as casual as Blake.

Maybe it was precisely Blake's behavior that made Victor think Blake was the same type of person as Henry!

They were both psycho killers!

This might be the trouble with being smart—smart people don't easily believe something. They do lots of verification.

Until they convince themselves.

"What are you thinking about?"

Blake suddenly spoke.

Victor froze for a moment, then shook his head in denial. "Nothing."

"I'm your father, and I'm the person who understands you best in this world. You should know I'm a psychologist. None of your unusual behaviors can escape my eyes."

"When I hugged you in the hospital room, I noticed something was off about your expression. Then your pupils contracted, your right hand unconsciously clenched, and your thumb started rubbing your index finger—that's what happens when your brain is working fast, thinking hard. You probably didn't even notice these things yourself."

"And what caused you to act this way was me. In other words, you discovered something that made you doubt me, and then you started thinking. Then you came downstairs, and I noticed your expression relaxed a bit, which means your thinking led to more than one conclusion. That moment of relaxation has many possible explanations."

"One is that you forced yourself to come up with an explanation that made sense to you. Another is that you found your own thought ridiculous, which made you abandon it."

"Combined with some of your behaviors, I can guess that you just made a bold assumption. You think your killing is because of me. You think I'm also a killer, and it makes sense that a killer who's also a doctor would raise another killer, right?"

Victor's pupils contracted and his eyes narrowed. Blake's deduction was spot on. Blake had seen right through him.

In front of Blake, he had almost no privacy.

But precisely because of this, a barrier formed in his heart. He really hated the feeling of being transparent in someone else's eyes.

Even if that person was his father!

Victor didn't respond. Blake continued, "Victor, you don't need to be so guarded against me. I won't hurt you."

"Victor, you know what? The human brain is a very interesting organ. What we call psychology is actually the brain's thoughts."

Victor looked at Blake strangely. He didn't know exactly what Blake wanted to say, but he knew Blake would tell him.

"Many people know the brain has a self-protection mechanism. Like when you got shot—at the moment you were shot, did you feel pain?"

"No, right?"

"Know why?"

"Because the brain realized your body was in a life-threatening crisis, so it cut off your pain nerves. That's why you couldn't feel pain."

"And as you were rescued, the brain quickly determined you weren't in danger anymore, so it restored your pain nerves. That's why you felt pain after being shot."

Victor felt there were few things he couldn't figure out, but he couldn't guess what Blake was getting at with all this.

Combined with his earlier thoughts, it made him very uncomfortable.

He asked bluntly, "Dad, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I'm trying to say is that this brain mechanism doesn't just apply to the body—it also shows up psychologically."

"An example will make it clear. When someone accidentally kills someone, they know they killed someone. They feel scared, terrified, panicked."

"After the brain receives these complex negative emotions, it provides very reasonable explanations—what people commonly call excuses."

"Like the person they accidentally killed treated them badly, or that person wasn't a good person to begin with, so what they did was justified, and so on."

"This reduces the psychological burden—meaning it reduces negative emotions."

"This is also why some people don't remember anything after killing someone. Because for them, the psychological burden of killing is too heavy, so the brain protects them."

"And chooses to make them forget those bad memories."

After listening, Victor's heart started pounding uncontrollably.

He didn't want to believe what Blake was saying.

If what Blake said was true.

What was he?

Although he had already guessed that he was just a personality split off to protect the main personality.

But when someone confirmed this, he still couldn't help but start to panic.

Especially since that person was Blake!

Someone he trusted quite a bit.

If it was really as Blake said, what was he?

A virtual personality?

If one day the main personality stopped feeling guilty, would he be erased?

After all, he was just a product the brain split off in a crisis situation. Even if he was erased, it wouldn't really affect anything.

Seeming to notice Victor's shock, Blake continued.

"Let me tell you about a case. You might understand better."

"The human brain is divided into left and right parts, and the nerve bundle connecting the two parts is called the corpus callosum. Simply put, it's like a computer motherboard's data cable, responsible for data transmission between the left and right brain."