"Are you talking about this?" Zheng Shuang raised his hand slightly, holding the recorder and shaking it in front of Reporter Jia's eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes. Reporter Jia nodded, his eyes followed the pen with a good mistake, looking like he wanted to reach out but didn't dare.

"Answer me a few questions first!" Zheng Shuang's fingertips loosened, and just before the scream that almost blurted out by reporter Jia came out, his little hand gently copied it, and then fished the recorder back into his palm.

Almost almost, the nest is a careful liver, reporter Jia patted his chest, fortunately he didn't fall down seriously, this is the guy he eats, especially the precious information in it, his front page, headlines, his car, house, and tickets are all on it!

"Cough!" Zheng Shuang couldn't help but cough and reminded this person to pay attention, really, what kind of eyes is this guy, looking at people and feeling numb.

"Okay, you ask. Reporter Jia didn't dare to rob things on the street, not because of the so-called gentlemanly demeanor that has always made this reporter Jia sneer, but because with his understanding of this person, if he dares to do this, then this witch definitely has more than a hundred ways to make him die worse than the last time, "If I answer honestly, can you pay me back this later." The little eyes of hope looked at Zheng Shuang's flash.

"Who invited you over?" ignored Reporter Jia's request, and turned a blind eye to his cuteness, Zheng Shuang asked directly.

"It's Mr. Zheng. Reporter Jia replied neatly, without even the slightest hint of betraying his employer's uneasiness.

Really. Although he was already mentally prepared, Zheng Shuang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Did he tell you what to do? Pursing his red lips, Zheng Shuang asked.

"That Mr. Zheng sealed a big red envelope through me, saying that there was a strong message for me to send out. Reporter Jia replied very honestly, after all, this matter really has nothing to do with him, this is obviously an internal affair of their Zheng family, there is no benefit, he can't cover for that Zheng Laosan, and carry the black nest.

"Did he say what the news was? Although he already knew it in his heart, Zheng Shuang still wanted to hear the exact answer.

"Nope. Reporter Jia shook his head. Honestly. "Mr. Zheng just told me to listen carefully, read carefully, and then use my imagination to write a wonderful article for him. ”

"Really?" Zheng Shuang's big apricot eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a cold light.

"Really. I promise that there is no half-talk. Reporter Jia raised three fingers to make an oath. Then he showed a flattering expression. Pointing to the baby recorder seized by Zheng Shuang, he asked flatteringly, "Don't worry, I don't dare to lie to you even if I lie." So that. Can you, hehe......"

"Do you want this?" the recorder shook under the nose of Reporter Jia again.

"Yes, yes, yes. Looking at the ticket shaking in front of his eyes, no, it was a voice recorder, Reporter Jia nodded wildly, and stretched out his hand to grab it in his hand.

But at the moment when Reporter Jia's fingertips were about to reach it, the recorder turned around between Zheng Shuang's fingers again, and was once again taken away by the tender white hand. Looking at Zheng Shuang sadly, Reporter Jia wrote brightly in his eyes: Dear, can we not play like this?

But looking at Zheng Shuang's smiling eyes, Reporter Jia's words that had risen to the bottom of his throat were swallowed back, and after a long while, he finally let out a long sigh, and said with a broken and broken expression: "My little aunt, what do you want, can we say it directly, is it fun to tease us like this?"

"Bring it!" Zheng Shuang suddenly stretched out his hand, almost poking Reporter Jia's nose all at once.

Instinctively jumped back a small step, reflexively covered his right eye socket, and carefully dodged the little tender hand, Reporter Jia can remember not to look at this little hand tender and white It looks very good, but if you let it fall on yourself, the smell is not just ecstasy, you must know that last time he was a national treasure animal panda for two weeks!

After reporter Jia retreated from a safe distance, he saw that Zheng Shuang had no further meaning, so he cautiously asked, "What to take?"

Really, it's obvious that this person snatched his own things and didn't return them, how could he still ask himself to take things, and this is asking himself to take things without a beginning, and the ghost knows what you want us to take?

"Inside, follow-up!" Zheng Shuang compared the direction of Caesar Mansion.

"What's the follow-up?" reporter Jia looked dazed, looking like he didn't know what you were talking about. But he was roaring in his heart, impossible, impossible, how could she know, not afraid, not afraid, she must be lying to herself, hold on, she must hold on, don't deceive this goblin girl.

"Come on, Jia Daji, we don't say secret words, do you dare to say that you didn't leave a back hand inside?" Zheng Shuang sneered, pretending to be really like, if you don't know him, maybe you will really be deceived by him.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Reporter Jia's eyes were still blank.

"Heh~" Zheng Shuang chuckled, "Do you know Jia Daji? Recently, I read some very interesting articles. ”

"What article?" A trace of doubt flashed in Reporter Jia's eyes, what is the situation, why did this person suddenly change the topic again? This woman has a needle in her heart, you can't figure it out, but Reporter Jia breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what this person is thinking, as long as she no longer chases the previous topic.

It's a pity that Reporter Jia was relieved too early, and what Zheng Shuang said below quickly made him raise his heart to his throat.

"It's some psychology books...... Zheng Shuang deliberately only said half of his words, and then looked at Reporter Jia meaningfully.

"Yes, Miss Zheng is really knowledgeable, such a boring book can be ......" Zheng Shuang's words made Reporter Jia have an extremely bad premonition, especially when Reporter Jia found that Zheng Shuang's gaze was so sharp at this time, under such a gaze. Reporter Jia felt as if he had been dissected, so the more he spoke, the quieter he became, and finally he couldn't say it anymore.

"Okay, Jia Daji, you don't have to pretend to be stupid anymore, you should be able to understand the meaning of my words. ”

"Grandma, I swear, I really didn't lie to you. "Reporter Jia struggled with life and death after doing the most.

"Psychology is a very interesting subject, especially in a state like today, which makes it very practical. Nodding in satisfaction, the word is just right here. "Why don't I give you an example?"

didn't wait for Reporter Jia to answer. Zheng Shuang has already started to speak: "There are some methods in psychology that teach us how to identify whether the other party is lying, you listen and see if this is the case." After clearing his throat, Zheng Shuang continued, "according to a new study by psychologists at the University of California. Even the most frequent liars. When his brain switches to pretend mode. There will also be knee-jerk signals that can be caught, such as: liars never look you in the eye. Because they know this advice, savvy liars will look you in the eye with extra concentration. Inflated pupils. Everybody remembers my mother's criticism when I was a kid, 'You must have lied again!' I know, because you didn't dare look me in the eye." This teaches you from a very young age that liars dare not look in the eye, so people learn to do the opposite to avoid being detected. "But actually, when the spoofers look at you, they are so focused that their eyeballs start to dry, which makes them blink more, which is a fatal information leak. ”

Reporter Jia felt a void in his heart, not sure if he blinked too often just now.

Without a pause, Zheng Shuang continued: "In addition to this, another accurate test is to stare directly at the movement of someone's eyes. The movement of a person's eyes indicates that their brain is working. Most people, when the brain is 'building' a sound or image, in other words, if they are lying, their eye movement is in the upper right. If people are trying to remember what actually happened, they will look to the upper left. This "eye movement" is a reflex that cannot be feigned unless rigorously trained. And I just noticed that when you say those words, your eyes keep subconsciously looking to the upper right!"

The categorical words made Reporter Jia startled, and a trace of panic flashed across his face, making the blank expression on his face appear a crack.

"And one more thing, did you know that when you lie, your nose gets bigger? When a person is lying, his body reacts by sending excess blood back up to his face. Some people turned red all over their faces. This will also inflate your nose by a few millimeters. Of course, this is not observable with the naked eye, but the liar will feel uncomfortable with his nose, so he will touch it inadvertently -- this is the embodiment of lying. Zheng Shuang's chin, "Do you know how many times you touched your nose just now?"

Did you touch your nose just now? Reporter Jia was not sure, but one thing was for sure, more cracks appeared in the disguised blankness on his face.

"In addition, there are ......" Zheng Shuang's voice sounded again, and Reporter Jia suddenly felt like crying, and!?

Looking at Reporter Jia's crying and mournful face, Zheng Shuang didn't have any sympathy, what she had to do now was to chase after the victory: "Also, liars always love to touch themselves, just like chimpanzees will dress up more when they are depressed." Psychologist Ohuiya et al. conducted such an experiment: the subject was instructed to answer the interviewer's questions with a lie, and the non-verbal behavior in each period of time, such as just after the instruction was given, before lying, during lying, and after lying, and compared with the behavior when not lying. When the subject lied just after receiving the instructions, the answer became shorter, and there were subtle movements such as fiddling with the fingers and subconsciously touching a certain part of the body. The more people try to hide their hearts when they lie, the more they will be exposed by the changes in various body movements. Of course, the above actions will also occur when the heart is weak. ”

Reporter Jia's fingers, which were twisting on the seam of his trousers, stopped.

"On top of that, there's a little bit ......"

"Okay, I beg you, my aunt and grandmother, I recruit, can't I recruit it?" Lasatic tears, Reporter Jia wants to cry, is the current sister paper so cruel? We're still single, we still want to have a girlfriend, and we still want to get married......

"Wouldn't it be nice to say this earlier?" Zheng Shuang licked his lips, and seemed to have a feeling of unfinished, really, it was rare to have such a chance to practice, but it was a pity that the opponent actually admitted defeat so quickly, it was too unfulfilling.

"I put a gadget under the table before I left, and I'll hand you the information tomorrow. Reporter Jia is now like a deserter who has lost a battle, and even his voice has become a little weak.

"Don't bother. On the contrary to Reporter Jia, Zheng Shuang was like a general who had won a battle, smiling with a look of spring, and pointed to the milk tea shop opposite, "Just right, I didn't have a meal when I wanted to come to Reporter Jia......, right? ”

Contrary to Zheng Shuang's meaning, coupled with the time she had been fighting with this Jia reporter before, they waited for a while for the Zheng family's uncle and father and son and the Zhu family's father and son's car to drive out of Caesar's Mansion.

After making sure that the two families had already driven away, Zheng Shuang hooked up with Reporter Jia and immediately returned to Caesar's Mansion, under the pretext that something was forgotten in the box, and the two successfully re-entered the previous box.

"Okay, I said Jia Daji, you don't have to cry this face, this thing in your hands may not be a curse or a blessing. Looking at the reporter Jia who had a painful face, like a dead father, he got what he wanted, and Zheng Shuang, who was in a good mood, was kind enough to comfort him.

The accusatory eyes glanced at Zheng Shuang, looking at the two gadgets he had just taken back in his hand, Reporter Jia really wanted to cry. The content of the recorder was deleted, and the gadget in the box was left behind, and before he could hear it, he was picked up by this girl. His front page headlines, his funds, his car, his house, his tickets are all gone...... , It's all like this, don't you want us to mourn our huge loss!

"Alright, alright, tomorrow to our corporate headquarters building. Zheng Shuang handed over his business card, "Take this business card, the little sister at the front desk will take you to the finance, and I will make a statement as appropriate according to the information you have collected." (To be continued.) )