Every reincarnation is at the murder scene

Yue Fen and Allen walked to the gate of the iron gate, and they looked at each other.

"Using his method?" Looking at his expression, he seemed to be a little hesitant. "The two of us have not received professional training. I don't think his method is suitable for us."

"I've always been a little curious." Yue Fen didn't answer his question, "You shouldn't be a psychology major or a relatively partial micro-expression analysis major, so how did you pass the interview and written test without a major?"

"Maybe it's... looking at the face?" Allen made a helpless expression, "It's just an intuition, you know."

Yue Zhao looked at him for a while, "Really?"

"Otherwise what do you think?"

"Maybe it's an intentional commercial espionage." Yue Zhao said this sentence as if joking, while observing his expression, his shoulders dropped a few degrees. Is this relaxation?

Did she guess wrong?

If it's not commercial espionage, then what is it?

Without giving Yue Zhao time to continue his analysis, Allen held the doorknob, "Are you ready? It's started."

·

The seven suspects looked up in unison the moment the door opened.

The curly brown-haired man closest to the door wrapped himself in his clothes. His voice couldn't stop trembling, and the snot kept slipping from his nose. He wiped it off with his sleeve, "Can we go?"

Allen took a look at Yue Fen, and was about to open his mouth when Yue Fen cut off his beard.

"Pay attention to observe with your intuition." She said very softly.

"Number 22." Yue Fen walked to the speaker's side, "How many times have you been in a drug rehab center?"

She grabbed his sleeve and looked at it, then pulled hard at the seam of the sleeve, and the white lump fell from it.

"My good guy, I actually hid a piece of pork on my body. My concentration is fine, but Kajia Heiluo really knows how to play." Yue Yu opened his mouth to speak slang words, which directly made everyone inside and outside the house dumbfounded.

Allen was stunned for a moment, remembering what Yuezhang said, and immediately looked at the other six people in the room, observing their expressions.

Gillian looked at the surveillance and was a little puzzled, "What are they doing?" Pork or something?

"Aren't we catching bombers?"

"You can speak slang, it's not bad, and by the way, I helped you catch a drug addict." Letterman ordered a cup of coffee and lay down on the swivel chair leisurely, "Division of labor and cooperation is not bad. After his mission is over, he will dig come on."

Gillian rolled her eyes.

The police detective standing behind the two of them was dumbfounded the whole time:? ? ?

what do you say?

On the 22nd, when he saw that everything was scattered on the ground, he immediately got down and tried to suck it with his nose. Yue Chai lifted the collar and threw the man directly over his shoulder, restraining his limbs.

Thanks to bau for not only having the shooting test but also the physical fitness test, even non-staff personnel will send instructors to teach. Due to the particularity of Yue, Morgan and Emily taught her the physical fitness test respectively.

——Both of them were transferred from Interpol.

It takes almost no effort to deal with a person who is addicted.

Allen: "..."

#My partner beat someone in the detention center, should I stop it#

#There is still a partner who monitors me outside, it’s too damn big#

#Niubian! #

He took a glance and noted everyone's expressions, and the interrogation was continuing on Yuezhang's side.

"No! Please, give me some, I really don't know anything!" He stretched out his hand to reach for the powder on the ground, but it restricted his range of motion more and more.

"You can if you want." Like a cat teasing a mouse, Yue Fen patted No. 22's face, "Tell me who your accomplice is and I'll let you go."

"No! I don't know! I have nothing! Give me some, please!"

After saying this, Yue Fen looked over the faces of the other six people one by one.

There is indifference, sarcasm, and disdain...

caught you.

Allen also made eye contact with Yue Fen, and the two confirmed their goals.

Allen: "Except for No. 23, the rest are back in the detention room."

·

In the corridor, after the police isolated the suspects, they said to Yue Fen and Allen, "Dr. Letterman has gone to interrogation room 201, which is the first room on the right hand side on the second floor. He said that the interrogation will start in five minutes."

The two nodded in understanding.

Yue Fen patted the dust on the corner of his clothes, and heard the man next to him ask in confusion, "How do you know that number 22 is a drug addict and number 23 is a suspect in the bombing group?"

Yue Chan asked back, "What about you?"

"Intuition." Allen touched his nose, "Intuition told me."

Yue Fai looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Next time you lie, don't touch your nose. Men have hippocampus under their noses. It's a cover-up."

Allen touched his nose with his hand, cleared his throat, and loosened his tie uncomfortably, "Oh, well, I found out, I found out that when you beat No. 22, the other five were watching , only he is looking at the clock on the wall."

The gang bombings this time are all pre-announced, which means that the suspect will send a pre-announcement letter to the police station before starting the bomb, which will give the next explosion time point.

Letterman asked the police to advance the clock in the room by a few hours before grouping. Now it is less than 10 minutes before the explosion. The suspect will naturally keep an eye on the time. Allen will remember it when he enters the room. at this point.

In the same way, Yue Fen did the same, thinking of her half-hearted micro-expression profile, so in order to make the information more accurate, she deliberately caused trouble and let everyone's attention focus on herself.

But Allen was still a little confused, "How do you know he hid things in his sleeves?"

As soon as Yue Zhao entered the room, her goal was very clear, and she went to No. 22.

Looking for things hidden on the body, and showing power in front of the six people, every step that seems to have nothing to do is actually paving the way for the next step.

This feeling is like Yue Fen has the overall situation in his own hands.

"You are very smart." Alan spared no effort to praise, "I feel that if you are my partner, I will stay relaxed until I retire."

Yue Chuan smiled, and the two of them stopped at the same time.

Letterman and Gillian were at the door of interrogation room 201, and Gillian beckoned them over.

"Look, you are going to write a report for the interrogation later, one for each person, each with [-] words, and hand it in tonight."

Yue Fen and Allen: "..."

Your company is really a devil!

The suspect caught seven! 21 reports!Almost the length of a novel!

·

The two followed Letterman with a desperate heart, watching Letterman confuse the suspect step by step.

Letterman didn't give the suspect a chance to speak, and went straight to the point as usual.

"I checked these bombings, and I found that they all belong to the sphere of influence of black people. For example, the shopping mall that exploded recently was also owned by a black boss. It seems that you are racist." Letterman pursed his mouth, "Come on Come on buddy, tanning is so popular now, I’ve stopped doing that a long time ago, I really don’t know how boring you guys are.”

"So there are still a few famous attractions that you have not bombed? Indoor or outdoor? Indoor? At this point in time, on Sunday, you want to detonate the bomb during the service. It seems that the ATF should search the two largest black churches in the state Every inch."

Letterman paused, "Do you think I should tell the ATF to start searching from the South Bridge?"

The suspect did not speak.

"Oh, it's just a joke, I think it should be from...Lorton, oh, it's Lorton Church."

The suspect opened his mouth, but Letterman didn't give him any chance to turn around and open the room.

When he crossed the threshold with one foot, he raised his head to look at the suspect, "Thank you for your cooperation."

·

Allen followed the three of them in a daze, and in the end he couldn't hold back, and tugged at the corner of Yue Fen's clothes.

"How did he guess that the things were in Lorton Church? The suspect never spoke at all!"

Before Yue Chen answered, Gillian looked back at the two of them, and finally focused on Allen, "I will ask the police detective to bring up the video just now, and I can let Yue Chen teach you later, and you can watch it later." understand?"

Yue Fen nodded, "When Dr. Letterman gave the wrong address, he was very surprised, but if it lasted too long, it seemed fake, and he tried his best to hide his happy expression."

Gillian encouraged her to continue, "What else?"

"He panicked when he gave the correct address, and the expression lasted for a short time, which was his subconscious reaction."

Letterman turned back, "Remember, if a person's expression lasts more than 1/5 of a second, that is a lie. During the interrogation, you must always hold the right to speak in your own hands, and only by disrupting their rhythm can you get the most authentic. facial expressions, and you only have 1/5th of a second to spot their lies."

The four of them continued to move forward. On the way, Yue Zhao suddenly became curious, "What if the suspect has facial paralysis? Dr. Letterman, have you ever encountered such a situation?"

"Of course." Letterman stopped, giving the two of them a little trouble, "Remember, if micro-expressions don't work, then you just have to try your best to observe the suspect's body movements and pupil reactions, get the suspect's background information, and read If you understand their behavior and combine all the information you have, you will be more than half successful."

"Never think of relying on a single data for analysis. When you encounter special circumstances, you will all be finished in all likelihood."

Letterman's words are more touching, and the more she has experienced in the past few worlds, the methods she used have become more and more simple and crude, and she directly hacked the information and left... including her method of making money.

Whether it's profiling or facial expression analysis, it will be blunted if it is not used for a long time. If the next world has no information and no internet, what can she do?

Just as he was thinking about not looking at the road, Yue Chuan was about to step on the ground with his foot, when Allen stopped him with his foot, "Hey, pay attention to the road."

Yue Zhao came back to his senses and smiled at him, "Thank you."

When Allen stretched out his leg to stop her just now, she seemed to have touched something on his ankle.

That size and hardness.

He holstered his leg?

When he was in bau, Yue Zhi knew that some police detectives would carry two guns when they went out to complete their missions in case of accidents.

Yue Zhao remembered that Alan's written test and interview results had not been announced, combined with language analysis and personal disguise.

So Allen is from the police?

Who is he investigating or protecting?

The author has something to say:

Yue Chuan (takes off the vest in one second/combat power depends entirely on peers): :)#抱拳JPG

Allen (protecting the precarious vest): Hey, hey. #I often look out of place with my surroundings because I am not smart enoughJPG