I Can See Probability

I'll go out for a while. Chen Jing greeted Lu Yanyan and walked out.

Mister, have you eaten yet? Come in and sit down?

When we got outside, Chen Jing said politely to the old man.

No, you're welcome, I've eaten. You looked very unwell last night, are you okay? the old man asked gently.

Oh, it's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine.

Is that policeman last night a relative of your family? the old man asked curiously.

Part of the reason why he left in a hurry last night was because he saw Liu Qisheng in police uniform.

Well, it's not a relative, it's just a regular customer.

Oh, that's good, that's good... The old man's tone seemed slightly rejoicing.

Chen Jing couldn't help laughing, thinking that this sounded like a criminal.

But he said: Uncle Liu is a very nice person, you don't have to be afraid of him. But you always come here today, what's the matter?

Speaking of this, Chen Jing added another question curiously: By the way, old man, what is the origin of that painting you showed me last night?

This painting... The old man pondered for a while, and after thinking for a while, he said: This painting was accidentally collected from the people, and it is precisely because it is a bit mysterious, but not everyone can see this kind of mystery. .That's why I asked you to take a look too. By the way, did you really not see anything special after watching it last night?

The old man's mood at this moment is much calmer and calmer than last night.

After Chen Jing looked at the painting last night, the painting unexpectedly moved by itself.

The old man was very excited at that time, grabbed Chen Jing's arm, and was almost incoherent.

I... Chen Jing really wanted to tell what he saw, including the [White Crane Breathing Method].

He felt that [White Crane Breathing Method] came from that picture, and that picture belonged to this old man. If you have benefited yourself, you should share it with the elderly.

However, what the old man said just now suddenly aroused the feedback of the accuracy rate.

After the old man finished speaking, a few red characters suddenly appeared in front of Chen Jing's eyes - [accuracy rate 0%]!

This situation is a bit abnormal. In the past, when the accuracy rate appeared, it was Chen Jing himself who asked questions, and then came to the result.

But this time, he took the initiative.

What is the reason?

If the accuracy rate is 0, it means that what the old man just said is false.

He is lying!

Could it be that when someone lied to him, the accuracy rate would automatically identify it?

‘This old gentleman is lying? Could it be that the painting was not collected from the folks, but from a wrong source? Just now he also specifically asked Uncle Liu, did he have a ghost in his heart that he broke the law? '

Chen Jing asked three times in a row.

Then, the red font of the accuracy rate appeared again - [100% accuracy rate]!

[100% accuracy rate]!

[100% accuracy rate]!

'Really! '

After learning of this result, Chen Jing's desire to share before was restrained.

Since that painting came from a wrong source, and since this old man has committed crimes, it is best to be wary of this kind of person.

Chen Jing knew very well that not all old people were kind-faced and kind-hearted, and many of them were also kind-faced and dark-hearted. Just like Zhang Junnian.

Immediately, he replied very sincerely: After seeing that painting last night, I just felt a pain in my head, as if there was indeed something in that painting, but I couldn't accept it. So I really Didn't see anything special.

Is that so? The old man was slightly regretful after hearing this.

He has studied that painting for 20 years, and he also believes that the mystery in it is not so easy for people to see.

And what Chen Jing said,

It seemed to be reasonable, so he didn't have any doubts.

If you are free in your spare time, you might as well go to my place and have a look again, maybe you can find out some mysteries. The old man said again.

Okay. Chen Jing also temporarily agreed.

My home is located in Antique Street, a shop called [Juguang Pavilion]. You are welcome to come anytime. After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Dai Xinliang, who was eating noodles in the shop, seemed to see him, hesitated for a moment, and called out—Uncle Gao Han?

Hearing this call, the old man also looked back.

When Dai Xinliang saw him turn his head and saw the whole picture clearly, he immediately confirmed the identity of the other party. He stood up with a smile, as if surprised: Uncle Gao Han? Is it really you? Uncle Gao Han!

You are? The old man didn't seem to recognize him.

I am Dai Xinliang, the son of Dai Zhenchang. My father was on the same archaeological team as you. When I was in the capital city, I often went to your house to play. Don't you remember me?

Dai Xinliang said excitedly: You resigned inexplicably back then. It has been more than 20 years since you disappeared. I will always remember you. I didn't expect to meet you here today.

You? Dai Zhenchang's son? The old man recalled briefly, and seemed to remember it, and compared the Dai Xinliang he knew in his memory with the Dai Xinliang in front of him, um, it really wasn't bad.

It was him.

However, 20 years ago, Dai Xinliang was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he fell in love with borrowing equipment from his family.

Now 20 years have passed, and Dai Xinliang is now a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties, with a little fat and a little baldness on the top of his head.

No wonder the old man didn't recognize him at a glance.

So you all know each other? Why don't you come into the shop and chat? Chen Jing greeted.

Dai Xinliang also nodded, and entertained him politely.

But the old man waved his hand: Forget it, I won't go, I have something to do when I go back.

When encountering an old acquaintance, the old man did not show any special emotion.

Uncle Gao Han, have you been here all these years? Why do you hear that you have lost contact with all your relatives and friends? Seeing that he refused to go in, Dai Xinliang continued to chat outside.

Chen Jing didn't act like a light bulb, so he went in first to continue eating.

The old man gave a wry smile: I'm not in good health, so I don't contact you because I'm afraid of troubling you.

After you left, I was worried for a long time, because you only had a lot of equipment at that time. By the way, is your cough better now? Dai Xinliang asked.

The entire archaeological team knew that Lin Gaohan's lungs were injured by poison gas when he went to the tomb.

Since then, the root of the disease has fallen, and the root of the disease has been injured. Even the best medical methods are difficult to cure.

From the beginning of spring this year until now, I haven't had a good night's sleep. I'm afraid my body won't last long. The old man shook his head.

Are you still alone?

I'm not married, and I don't have any children. Of course, I can only be alone.

Hearing what he said, Dai Xinliang thought for a while and said, Uncle Gao Han, your old illness cannot be cured by ordinary medical methods. But now I have mastered a brand new technology. If I use this technology, I think there should be an 80 percent chance of making it fully recovered.

I know my body. Even if the lung disease is cured, this old bone will not last long.

No, this technique of mine can also improve the inside of the body and repair it comprehensively. It can even restore youth... Dai Xinliang said in the end, lowering his voice.

His technology, until now, has only been tested on animals, and has never been tested on humans.

If it can be applied to human beings, Dai Xinliang feels that it will definitely be of great help to achieve perfection.

However, Lin Gaohan had no children, was lonely, and had a sick body. Obviously, he was very suitable to be the first real-life experimental subject.