I want to give them respect, but I also have to emphasize their identities. You see, that is the promotional video we broadcast every day, "Forgetting Identity is a Danger", which is telling them that even if there are still After three or four months, you will be released after serving your sentence, and you will still be serving your sentence. "
The two stood outside the room watching for a while, and Xiong Lin continued, ""I have understood in the past few years. After the prisoner comes here, the consciousness of serving a sentence will easily begin to fade, and he will start to push forward. , He tested your bottom line a little today, and he will push it a little further tomorrow. "
Listening to what he said, Ling Chennan nodded and agreed from time to time, and asked, "I heard that you can cancel the commutation or even increase the sentence?"
Xiong Lin said: "This kind of case is relatively rare. Generally, when it comes to this point, no one wants to fall short. Warnings are effective. Very few people on release will make any big mistakes. Basically, they are making small troubles."
He asked again: "Dr. Ling, have you got the list of the prisoners you are responsible for? Starting tomorrow afternoon, I will accompany you for the first two days, but there are monitors in your office, and you can see the scene in the house. You don't have to Worry."
Ling Chennan said: "Are you listening too? This doesn't conform to the consultation criteria, does it?"
Xiong Lin showed a sneer that didn't fit his age: "Doctor, inmates are people who have been deprived of some of their human rights. They have no privacy and no freedom." He glanced at Ling Chennan, hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "But The monitor does not receive sound, only the picture."
Thus, Ling Chennan's psychological diagnosis and treatment for those who were about to be released began like this.
Although I have experienced all kinds of clients over the years, they are still very different from the clients here. The first person he faced was a prisoner who was over 60 years old. He looked much older than the data, and he had spent most of his life in prison. At the age of 18, he got into the police because of petty theft, and met his roommate who was about to be released from prison at that time. Sometimes the turning point of his life came at this inadvertent moment. A few months later, he was murdered because of "doing something big" with his inmates. The inmates executed the death sentence in the spring of the following year, and he was also sentenced to life.
Fortunately, in the decades since then, he has received several commutations for his long-term good behavior. Now, he has reached the last few chapters of his life, but his life has never begun.
After the consultation, Ling Chennan sat on the spot with emotion, and Xiong Lin said: "Actually, he was released from prison last year, and he has been consulted twice before his release, but for him now, the world outside the prison is more terrifying than the inside. , He intentionally violated the regulations several times and was imprisoned in confinement until now."
Ling Chennan nodded in understanding, and Xiong Lin said: "In fact, he behaves very well, he doesn't complain, and he doesn't like to talk too much. We all want to help him. If you can help him overcome this time and help him go out, it will be regarded as doing a good job. Good thing."
After finishing speaking, he patted Ling Chennan on the shoulder, and went out to smoke by himself.
The second prisoner Ling Chennan received was imprisoned for the crime of intentionally hurting others. He worked in other places all the year round. His wife cheated several times on the way. Once he ran into him face to face. The prisoner beat his wife's cheating partner to serious injury and was sentenced 3 years in prison. During the first half year in prison, he planned every day to kill his wife and the person he cheated on after he was released from prison, and he refused to meet his wife when she came to visit the prison. Gradually, he didn't mention it much, and Ling Chennan needed to judge Whether he was suspected of retaliating after he was released from prison.
"Doctor, my daughter is in her third year of high school and she is studying in another city," the prisoner said. "I have to go out and make money. My daughter wants to go to a good university. She can't live worse than others."
Ling Chennan nodded and said, "Do you have any plans? Do you want to find a job or start a business?"
The prisoner said: "A friend of mine has a convoy, and I can help him with transportation, and by the way, we can start a small business together."
Ling Chennan asked: "Small business... What about the funds, do you have savings? Or is it your friend?"
The prisoner kept his secret.
After the prisoner finished talking, Xiong Lin, who was silently observing beside him, said, "Doctor, I don't think I will follow you tomorrow."
Ling Chennan smiled at him: "Were you worried before?"
Xiong Lin shook his head: "No, sometimes the doctors from outside are too... how should I put it, they treat the prisoners too much as human beings, and they will harm them. You are different. I can see that you believe half of what they say. There are still reservations."
Ling Chennan thought for a while: "Not really, these are not real mental patients, and human nature is logical."
Xiong Lin raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What about the real mental patients?"
Ling Chennan's thoughts drifted a little, and he said after a long time: "There are traces to follow."
He flipped through the list of forms in his hand, and Shen Yinchuan was listed on Friday morning, so he didn't have to wait too long.
[Thirty-first week? Friday]
In order to be able to meet Shen Yinchuan smoothly, he slightly modified the focus of his resume. However, this also directly led to the fact that most of the objects Ling Chennan consulted were prisoners with a history of serious violent crimes. Most of this group of people were extremely hostile— This hostility has nothing to do with appearance and figure. It is not a facial makeup of vicious or tall and strong, but a unique gloomy and fierce temperament. It is a common smell that can only be possessed by blood. Difficult to wash off.
Therefore, when Ling Chennan began to consult these prisoners alone the next day, he was still a little apprehensive about being alone in a small space with such a person, even though there was a surveillance camera above his head and the police outside the door.
The diagnosis and treatment were carried out step by step, and the day finally came to Friday, and Shen Yinchuan's appointment was scheduled for this morning.
There is no coffee machine in the prison education and reform center, and Ling Chennan has been forced to drink black tea in the past few days. The weather has become much warmer, or maybe because of nervousness, Ling Chennan felt that he couldn't hold the hot stainless steel teacup—his back was hot, so he stood up and took off his suit jacket and put it aside. While rolling up his sleeves, There was a knock on the door.
A prison guard who had gotten to know him a lot in the past two days pointed his head, Ling Chennan nodded at him, and Shen Yinchuan was then brought in.
Speaking of which, Ling Chennan had only met Shen Yinchuan once, and they had spoken no more than 20 sentences in just a few tens of minutes. However, Ling Chennan felt as if he had known him for a long time. If this person rubbed against him on the street, Over the shoulder, even with different hairstyles and clothes, he is confident that he can recognize him at a glance.
This must be the power of obsession, Ling Chennan thought, obsession is also contagious.
Shen Yinchuan walked in and sat down with a blank expression. The policeman uncuffed him but still wore the anklets. His hair was a little longer. Although it was still round, at least it wasn't as short as before and his scalp was blue. The last time Ling Chennan was embarrassed to observe him too hard, but this time he looked at him head-on, and he found that although the other person had single eyelids, he had good facial features, but there was tiredness and boredom in his brows and eyes—this kind of world-weary emotion he had also experienced earlier. I have seen it on Bai Sheng's face, but the perception is quite different.
After the policeman closed the door and went out, Ling Chennan greeted him and introduced himself, Shen Yinchuan was not in the mood. He pretended to look down at the other party's information again, although in fact he had already kept the information in his heart: "The reason you were imprisoned was...intentionally hurting someone, and your sentence was recently commuted because of good behavior? Congratulations."
Shen Yinchuan didn't answer, but just looked at him slightly with vacant eyes — he narrowed his eyes a little fiercely, and said, "Doctor, you look familiar."
Ling Chennan said calmly, "Oh?", then lowered his head and flipped through the documents, before casually saying: "You are from X Prison, right? I... came to your prison to give a speech a few months ago."
Shen Yinchuan thought for a while, and showed a slightly stunned expression.
Ling Chennan said: "Back to the question just now, can you tell me about the situation at that time? When you hurt someone."
Shen Yinchuan asked back: "Is it necessary? I have confessed to everything I was accused of. I also squatted when I should squat. What's the point of talking about it now."
Ling Chennan said seriously: "It is necessary. My job is to evaluate your mental health index. I need to know what happened to you at the time and why you chose to resort to violence."
Shen Yinchuan was silent for a while, but he laughed, and said: "I thought the psychiatrist would win my trust first by beating around the bush, and then talk slowly, but I didn't expect it to be so straightforward."
Ling Chennan replied: "Generally speaking, this is the case, but this is still a prison after all, and you are still a prisoner after all. The time we arrange is limited, and we don't have time to slowly build up our minds. If you need to come to me after you go out... , I will definitely show 12 points of patience, today... I can only ask you to work hard and trust me more."
Shen Yinchuan lowered his eyes, thought for a while, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Well, I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time."
[The real story of Shen Yinchuan? Destiny]
[My boyfriend, no, my ex-boyfriend is the legendary ideal type.
He is handsome, tall, and has good taste in clothes. He belongs to the kind of person who can be seen at a glance in the crowd. Not only that, he is not picky about his work income and family background, and he has a good personality, so he would be willing at that time. I was still quite pleasantly surprised with me.
Not to mention that I have serious emotional cleanliness, and it is his first time in love, and there is no one else but me. At that time, I wanted to say—this is probably fate