Professor Li stood on the podium, smiled at everyone, and nodded: "Hello, students."

All the students said in unison, "Hello, teacher."

A student in the front row stood up and saluted the teacher, and the teacher saluted back.

"Reporting to the teacher, the number of students from the 2009 class of the Department of Criminal Intelligence, the Department of Public Security Intelligence, and the Department of Public Security Management is 213. The report is complete. Please give your instructions."

"Let's go to class." Professor Li smiled gracefully, and the student who was reporting sat down immediately.

Professor Li is already in his fifties this year. He is kind and quiet, and his temperament brought by his knowledge makes him look particularly elegant.

If you have a good temperament, time will never defeat your beauty. As the saying goes, a body of gold is not as good as a belly of jade. A belly of poetry and books will naturally bring you elegance. It is nothing more than this.

Bai Song couldn't help but glance at Zhao Xinqiao. In another thirty years, maybe she would be like this. Zhao Xinqiao raised her head, glanced at Bai Song, smiled slightly, and seemed to see what he was thinking. She tilted her head, then straightened it back and took notes quickly.

"Our class today is mainly about the criminal psychology issues of people with high IQ and high education." Professor Li spoke very calmly.

In recent years, with the development of quality education, the undergraduate enrollment rate has been very high, and master's and doctoral students have become a large number of graduates. However, we are heartbroken to see that many of these gifted people who have received higher education do not have a bad social environment, no excessive family pressure, and no life pressure that requires them to commit crimes, but some horrific and vicious crimes have actually happened to them.

The murder case of Ma and Yao once caused an uproar on the Internet. The metal thallium poisoning case at a famous university and other cases have aroused great concern in the society and are even difficult to understand.

Yao, a college student, hit an innocent girl with his car. He then got out of the car with a knife and killed the girl, who was unable to speak, with the knife.

"People sometimes have a momentary reaction, which we can call a concept. The "concept" in concept means perception, and at the same time as perception, some ideas or opinions will appear. Many people who have received higher education have always been instilled with the idea of ​​grades first when they were growing up. Good grades mean good ability, and poor grades mean a big stick and a fist.

We see that sometimes, a person does not need to think about something. For example, a child falls into a river, and someone jumps in to save the child without thinking. At this moment, he does not have the time to weigh the pros and cons. He only has one idea in his mind: I want to save the child who fell into the water.

Why do some people have the idea of ​​saving people at that moment? Why do other people who can swim not? This is a kind of idea.

When we are young, we have no ideas. The output and development of ideas are the embodiment of all our values. When we were children, we didn’t know what “dirty” meant. Later, our parents taught us that dirty things should be washed and dirty things are not good. Then, children gradually developed the idea of ​​not liking dirt. Many things that children see and hear become the main influence on what happens to them and the ideas they form.

Some highly educated people have been doing the right things all the time, and their values ​​have been constantly instilled and corrected by their parents since childhood. Sometimes, in a flash, if they do something wrong, how should they deal with it? They don't know, and they don't know what the correct concept should be in the wrong situation.

In this case, Yao had already hit someone. He confessed that he was afraid that this woman would cause him trouble...

..."

Psychology has never been a new discipline. It has been a hot research topic since the day society came into being.

Bai Song had taken Professor Li's class when he was in college. Listening to it again now, he felt a different kind of emotion than when he was a student.

Serious violent crimes, serial murders, murder of relatives, murders for love, murders for money, rape, crimes with high IQ, crimes committed by minors...

Researching these things by themselves cannot directly reduce the crime rate, but being able to analyze cases through research will not only help solve cases, but should also be promoted to the education of the entire society. Perhaps we always hear that someone's parents are gamblers, but the child still studies very hard and is admitted to a 985 university, but grades cannot represent everything about a person...

That's going off topic.

When what the teacher talks about is the part you are willing to listen to, time will pass quickly. A class of two sections, a total of one and a half hours, will be over in the blink of an eye.

Bai Song packed up his notes. It was already half past eleven.

"Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner?" Bai Song asked. Although he was a little tired of the school meals when he was in college, he still missed it a little after not being there for a long time.

"Not going anymore." Zhao Xinqiao watched his fellow students leave the lecture hall and run towards the cafeteria, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He missed the police academy life.

Bai Song also laughed. There were indeed too many people in the cafeteria at this time.

"So, the fast food restaurant at the door?"

"good."

There is no doubt that Bai Song and Zhao Xinqiao are good friends, but it is normal for friendship between men and women to be misunderstood, especially by Zhou Xuan, who is such a big mouth. She talks every day, making Bai Song feel embarrassed. Sometimes he has to hide away on purpose, which makes people think that he is not a manly person.

Bai Song ate a bowl of beef and potato rice that he had long missed. Although this small restaurant was not big, the food was quite good. There were many people and it was a bit noisy, but it was very clean. Zhao Xinqiao often came here in the past, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all and ate a bowl of noodles with relish.

It was too noisy and the two of them had nothing to talk about. After dinner, Bai Song sent Zhao Xinqiao to take the bus.

"I listened to this class today and felt that it was indeed different from when I was in school before." Bai Song held it in for a long time and said something nonsense.

"Are you trying to say that this is the reason why you don't want to continue your studies?" Zhao Xinqiao blinked.

"That's fine if you want to understand it that way." Bai Song was not obsessed with this question.

"Well, of course. You are now on the front line, in contact with society, so you must have some feelings." Zhao Xinqiao took out the notebook he had been holding tightly and handed it to Bai Song: "This is for you. I hope it will be helpful to you."

Bai Song glanced at Zhao Xinqiao, then gladly took it and kept it with great care.

"When I solve this case, if I get a medal of honor, I will give it to you." Bai Song thought for a moment and said.

A rare trace of surprise appeared in his clear eyes. Zhao Xinqiao smiled with dimples and pursed his lips slightly: "How can you give this thing to others? Are you stupid enough to think you are a police officer?"