The flames of anger had been ignited. The young police officer clenched his fists tightly under the table, the veins on his hand bulging against the sunlight.Despite his smile, his facial muscles twitched with fury. He took several deep breaths before speaking in a condescending tone: "But you have nothing to show for it. Instead, you landed yourself in jail. The goddess you dreamed of was easily conquered by someone you deemed unworthy.""What did you say?" Lloyd tightened his fists, squinting his eyes and scowling: "You're just trying to provoke me, you worthless piece of garbage."The anger within him rose to a seven out of ten. Lloyd sneered, crossing his legs at a right angle and belittling the man in front of him: "You have nothing on me. Get out.""I just want to have a man-to-man conversation with you." the man in the vest casually interlocked his ten fingers into a pyramid shape.He smiled, his voice still calm: "You see, your future is bleak, and you'll still be in jail for
Then she closed the file, with a hint of pity in her eyes, and said: "By demonstrating his power over the victim, Lloyd wanted to show off his advantage, authority, and status. Such an excessive display of oneself is to conceal the deep-seated insecurity within oneself.""Lloyd has a frail and weak physique, comes from a poor family, and has an average appearance. He is unable to establish normal social relationships with people of the opposite sex. In the J University talent class, where everyone is exceptional, he cannot avoid feeling inferior and the self-doubt that comes with it. As someone who has witnessed all sorts of domestic violence, he may believe that the way to prove his manhood and his own worth is to use violence to fulfill his sexual desires, just as his father once did.""So he intended to rape the school beauty, Freya White." Anna nodded, admiringly: "And only when he found out that the goddess in his mind had been touched by someone else did he go crazy.""Exactly.
Thief walked through the thick fog, stepping on dry leaves, broken bones, and sometimes slipping on pieces of rotting flesh. It was desolate and bleak. Suddenly, she tripped over a fresh corpse.It was an old woman, her hands stretched upwards like two Big Bang tree branches, already dead and withered. Her cloudy eyes were covered with white scales that wouldn't close, even in death.Parker knelt down to help the woman's eyes closed, feeling the sticky sensation of her fingers like dissolved sugar.There were worm beetles crawling on the wrinkled face. The scene was lively.The crowd gathered and huddled together like a swarm of flies and mosquitoes. They showed a mix of fear, excitement, and even fake smiles.The noise of their chatter was like needles pricking Parker's skin.She tried to push the crowd away, but the red wedding dress she wore was wrapped in a plastic bag. A bag full of meat. The horror spread quickly, and the crowd scattered in a panic.Parker held up a piece of red
In general, when turning on the light, dogs will not have a salivary reflex. Dogs automatically have a salivary reflex when they are fed, which is an unconditional reflex, born without the need for learning. When the light is turned on and fed many times, the light will become a signal indicating the presence of food. Gradually, even if the dog is not fed, it will still have a salivary reflex when it sees the light.This is a conditional reflex. If not reinforced, the conditional reflex will be lost.Skinner's experimentSkinner's experiment is recounted as follows: A mouse was released into a box with a small button inside. When the mouse pressed the button, food would fall down. At first, the mouse ran around the box and accidentally stepped on the small button, discovering that food fell down.The operating procedure, the behavior that occurs immediately after the reinforcement stimulus, in this case the reinforcement stimulus is food. Of course, afterwards the mouse continuously p
It's been two weeks since Rosabella Swara returned to the pet shop. Her body was full of bruises from beating, gray eyes with deep despair for her tragic fate, dry lips lacking vitality, pale skin from food without any nutrition. She looked sick without a hint, looking like a zombie in a shabby suit.The door of the pet shop suddenly opened, and the bell rang and it was silent again as if it had closed. A faint yellow light shone on the rusty iron frames of the iron cages. Inside, there are countless lives like Rosabella, all of them with chains on their necks, which is to distinguish and recognize that they are human beings, born simply as pets of ghosts and vampires.A tall man came in, dressed in a black suit with delicate ironing. The black hair is slicked with glue. The white porcelain skin, the blue eyes, the thick eyebrows, and the towering nose are perfect. At first glance, nobody can guess how old he is, because he has the mature look of the man he's been through, the gentle
At Susan's Family's Villa...The car drove into the gate, across the lake. After the water grew, the luxurious villa stopped.From the outside gate to the inside. Orla Susan's men were on guard. They all looked cold. They just met O.Rla Susan got out of the car and went to open the door.We're saying hello alternately. It's just that Orla Susan doesn't seem to care, her eyes are looking for someone's figure.I'm in a bit of a hurry.- Boss, you're early today. That's right.The old butler rushed from home out to meet Orla Susan.Orla Susan nodded, and her face turned pale. I'm a little tired. My forehead.- Is Pearl home?The butler shook his head.- The mistress left the house early.Wait for the driver to open the trunk. The big bag, Orla Susan, reached for it and asked the butler as soon as he left.- Jade's up in her room.?The butler seems to understand something but his eyes are so fast.- Yes, sir.Orla Susan didn't ask any more questions. Ah, just go straight up the stairs, bu
Panic in the eyes instead of fear and reservation.He lost his temper for a few seconds, and Jade Susan regained his cool, nodding his head…Attitudes towards acquaintances?You're such a good boy.Alva Helen came one step at a time. Look. her fragile appearance in front of meMaybe it's because it's windy in the mountains.n Jade tied her long hair lightly. In the future, I'll add a little bit of me or a little bit of respect to my pretty face.Don't get too close to me. Stand away from me. About five steps.If you look at the picture, It's easy to understand, but now it's over. It's a pretty unique iconography, but the more you look at Al, the more you look at him, the more you look at Al. And Helen felt something was wrong.Many paintings can deceive the eyes. If you look at it from an angle, you can feel it. It's different. Through Jade Staphene, Alva Helen observed two different nuances. It's the same. On the one hand, it depicts a magnificent mountain scene, but the color coordin
She coughed continuously, her throat itched, and she could hardly suppress the nausea.The investigators from the province nearby looked surprised and scornful.This kind of crime scene was not gruesome enough to make her feel weak, but because of some talent that she didn't understand, she was extremely sensitive.She could empathize and feel the intense emotions of others, even understand a part of their thoughts.In reality, whether in psychology or criminal psychology, there is a fundamental principle: acknowledging that life is independent.No one can fully understand the feelings of another person.Even if they have gone through similar experiences and developed similar emotions, each person is still an independent individual, emitting their own unique frequency.Joy, sadness, anger - only the individual knows for sure.However, there are some exceptional individuals who can accurately receive the emotional fluctuations of others, even picking up signals from long ago that linge