Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 259 What else is there?

Uncle Hat and Director Xia were both amazed by Nan Zhuren's abilities.

Nan Zhuren glanced around the room and involuntarily began to review the events of the day—

now.

Lin Lilin has been pinned down by the police.

The most crucial evidence—the USB drive and the ledger—has been obtained at lightning speed.

Lin Lilin is done.

Meanwhile, he successfully spread the word about this matter among top professionals in the country through a grand stage.

Nan Zhuren didn't know much about the law and didn't know how many years Lin Lilin could be sentenced to in this situation.

But Nan Zhuren knew that under these circumstances, even if Lin Lilin was released after only two or three years of imprisonment, he would never be able to "make a comeback," and he wouldn't even be able to make a living on the fringes of this industry.

Lin Lilin and all personnel associated with "Liu Lin Psychological Clinic" will completely leave the psychological industry.

And Jiangnan University, Jiangnan University Affiliated Hospital, and even the entire Jiangdu District, which were at the center of the storm.

After experiencing this.

Even if there are speculators like Lin Lilin among them, they will be more cautious about the future impact.

Invisibly, this can prevent, or at least reduce, the occurrence of cases similar to Chen Jie and Li Minglu in the future.

With this thought in mind, Nan Zhuren let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of clarity wash over him.

However, it felt like something was still weighing on my heart, and I couldn't completely relax.

“Director Xia, now that we have the ledgers, it should save you a lot of trouble—but there’s nothing more I can do to help you here.” Nan Zhuren felt this awkwardness was probably because things weren’t completely over yet, and he couldn’t help but push the process forward. “Besides, I probably won’t be able to participate much in the rest.”

The implication was clear: you should take Lin Lilin back quickly and go about your business.

Director Xia hesitated, feeling that he still had a lot to say to Nan Zhuren and a lot to ask her.

But duty dictates that his current task is indeed more important.

Therefore, Director Xia could only say in a businesslike manner, "Thank you for your...cooperation. There may be further situations where I need to consult you..."

Nan Zhuren answered quickly: "I will do my best to cooperate."

The attitude is very positive, and theoretically speaking, encountering such a witness is something to be happy about.

But Director Xia just can't be happy right now.

It was at this moment that Nan Zhuren turned to leave.

Lin Lilin, lying on the ground, seemed to have finally come to his senses: "Zhu Ren... Zhu Ren!"

His voice was hoarse, and he spoke almost like a roar, but his voice was very soft.

Moreover, this way of addressing her was a bit too intimate, to the point that it made Nan Zhuren feel somewhat disgusted.

So he turned around and looked at Lin Lilin.

Seeing Lin Lilin's reaction, the two men in hats instinctively tightened their grip on him, causing Lin Lilin to let out a cry of pain.

But Lin Lilin and Nan Zhuren looked at each other and quickly burst out laughing: "Zhuren... I've taught you so well, to the point that you're too good..."

Yes, Nan Zhuren is really disgusted now.

He glanced at Director Xia, and seeing that the other party did not intend to stop him, he thought for a moment and turned around: "Are you trying to say something like, 'All your current skills are thanks to my training, and now you have surpassed your teacher,' 'teacher'?"

Lin Lilin blinked, revealing the expression typical of someone whose lines had been stolen. "And something like, 'The greater your achievements in the future, the more people will remember me,' to salvage my image?"

Nan Zhuren extended his index finger and drew a circle in the air for Lin Lilin: "Say a few cool-sounding words to make yourself look less pathetic even under the suppression of the two hat-wearing uncles, making yourself look like a villain who was defeated by a twist of fate, and then soothe your current unwillingness—is this the logic behind your words right now, teacher?"

Lin Lilin choked for a moment.

Nan Zhuren chuckled lightly: "Although I know you know that once you put on the silver bracelet and sit in the confession chair, you will definitely soften again and no longer be able to maintain the so-called 'professor's dignity and aloofness.' But since we've come this far—then, 'teacher,' I'm going to tell you a fact."

"You're nothing but a swindler who cheats and schemes for money."

Nan Zhuren took a step forward: "When you decide to exploit your professional advantages, trample on your professional ethics, and toy with the trust of your clients, what you do becomes no different from what thieves, burglars, fraudsters, and rapists do. Even murderers are slightly better than you; at least they might—"

"Ahem." Director Xia coughed, signaling Nan Zhuren not to come any closer and not to say anything too inappropriate in front of him.

Nan Zhuren raised his hands in a French military salute, and seeing Lin Lilin's suddenly stern face, continued:
"As for the relationship between my abilities and you—anyone would understand that it has nothing to do with you, because your past achievements have absolutely no connection to micro-expression analysis."

"First of all, you don't do basic research, you don't have any scientific research achievements, you only have consulting experience. But because of this incident, all your past consulting achievements will be labeled as 'substance abuse related,' your guidebooks will be taken down, and clients who once thanked you will become suspicious and eventually hate you."

"Secondly, I will soon have a new teacher, or at least a new supervisor, whom I will praise highly in various occasions, and my future achievements will be associated with him."

"As for you, once everything is settled and the school and police have issued their announcements, people will fully understand and only remember you as a despicable person. The longer it goes on, the deeper that impression will become—until eventually, even that will disappear."

As Nan Zhuren spoke, as if suddenly remembering something, he said, "And if we really have to say what people will remember, they can only remember the last apprentice you taught—because your former apprentices would definitely be quick to cut ties with you."

"Huang Xin? Unlikely, he will definitely change mentors later - that leaves Liu Pan."

Nan Zhuren smiled and said, "I hope that even without your and my father's protection, he can still live up to your name."

Nan Zhuren's words.

Without any mercy, they directly tore off Lin Lilin's only fig leaf, and the only fig leaf he could imagine.

Having said all this, Nan Zhuren seemed to feel a bit clearer-headed. He then quietly bid farewell to Director Xia and walked out without looking back.

Lin Lilin was left with a blank stare, muttering something to himself.

The man in the hat next to him leaned over to listen, and it seemed he only caught a few key words: after the announcement, the longer the time, the deeper the impression...

……

Nan Zhuren pressed the elevator button.

As he watched the number of floors change little by little, he felt a sense of loss.

He felt he had accomplished a great thing by bringing down Lin Lilin.

However, his body still hadn't completely relaxed.

It seems there's something else I need to do.

What is it?

Nan Zhuren frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened, and Nan Zhuren looked up and suddenly smiled.

"Dr. Chen, what brings you here?"

"And Sister Pingting and... Professor Bai?"