Chapter 7: You're lying
The man's side was a floor-to-ceiling window, the sun hit him, but the person who should have been as bright as the sun turned the warm light into a dazzling metallic color, burning people's eyes, Qiu Jing lowered her head, and her voice was a little unconsciously low, "Andy, I want to go back to ......", before the last word was spoken, Mu Ziqian's deep voice was like a cello string sound, deep and melodious drifted into her ear, "What is the specific procedure?"
The officer in charge of him replied, "It's just a simple test, here, Mr. Mu." ”
Qiu Jing seemed to understand something, and asked Andy, "Who is the polygraph subject?"
Andy's gaze turned to Mu Ziqian, "He." ”
"......" Qiu Jing secretly clenched her fists, and regretted coming to participate in this polygraph assessment.
The man's gaze fell on her, his judging gaze like a wolf about to prey, she was disgusted, she was restrained, she was panicked, her reaction was in full view.
After Officer Zhao finished handing over the formalities, he looked up and saw Mu Ziqian, and directly took the words, "Mr. Mu, please go to the No. 1 interrogation room to cooperate in the investigation." ”
Mu Ziqian bowed slightly, glanced at the woman's retreating steps, snorted, and when he passed by, the hand in his trouser pocket suddenly withdrew, and without anyone paying attention, his fingertips swept over the back of the woman's hand, and immediately, he hooked the corner of his lips and laughed wickedly and angrily.
Qiu Jinghao retracted her hand almost reflexively, with her back behind her back.
The skin under the clothes got goosebumps, and he glared at Mu Ziqian fiercely.
Mu Ziqian turned his head and left her with a meaningful look, hooking his lips, as if smiling rather than smiling.
"Autumn. Andy's voice pulled her gaze back.
Qiu Jing looked up, "Huh?"
"We are professional polygraphers, so you have to keep your professional ethics in mind. "Andy is strict with his subordinates at work," and a trance can affect judgment. ”
Qiu Jing said apologetically, "I'm sorry." ”
Andy patted her on the shoulder, "Was it too late to play with your friends last night?"
Referring to last night, she pursed her lower lip without leaving a trace, and then pretended to be nothing:
"It's okay, it's just a small gathering of a few girlfriends, and it won't affect the work. After speaking, she closed the case information in her hand, roughly sorted out several important questions, pushed open the door in front of her and walked in.
The polygraph begins
Only Qiu Jinghao and Mu Ziqian were left in the room, and the rest were in another room behind the one-way glass.
Qiu Jinghao put on a polygraph monitoring device for Mu Ziqian, Andy turned on the device, asked the room to shoot Mu Ziqian's facial expressions from four angles, and transmitted them to Andy's laptop for data analysis.
Mu Ziqian leaned on the back of the chair, his slender legs were folded, his sitting posture was relaxed and lazy, and his black eyes were staring at Qiu Jinghao opposite, this was the first time he had seen her at work, and there was a unique and glamorous beauty from her, but unfortunately, this first observation was actually to test him for a lie test.
"Mr. Mu, can we start?" Qiu Jing opened the notepad and asked a routine question.
Mu Ziqian lowered his head and smiled silently, "I am ready for you anytime and anywhere." ”
Qiu Jinghao lowered her eyes, ignored his teasing, and began to ask professional and serious questions.
"Mr. Mu, do you know Miss Ye Mei?" The voice was flat and not inhibited, and this kind of calm tone could lower the psychological defense of the polygrapher.
Mu Ziqian replied: "Yes, she filmed an advertisement for Mu's. ”
Qiu Jinghao continued, "Where are you at ten o'clock in the evening on October 16, 20XX?"
Mu Ziqian: "The company works overtime. ”
"President Mushi is still working overtime at ten o'clock in the evening?"
"What's the problem?"
Qiu Jinghao deliberately turned the pen and changed the pattern between her fingers, which was also to distract the polygrapher, "Mr. Mu, you only need to answer whether I am or no." ”
Mu Ziqian was a little dizzy by her fancy pen, and his eyes moved to her face, "Okay, you ask me again, and I'll answer you." ”
Qiu Jinghao knew that he was deliberately making things difficult and repeating the question, and he replied, 'Yes.' ’
Next question: "Are you in a lover relationship with Ye Mei?"
Mu Ziqian replied: "No." ”
"You often take her to your villa in Fukuyama for the night?"
"It's not. ”
"Ye Mei is seven weeks pregnant, and the child is yours?"
"It's not. ”
Qiu Jinghao stared at Mu Ziqian's eyes and asked:
"Have you ever had sex with Ye Mei?"
Mu Ziqian replied firmly: "No!"
There is no change in the pupils, there is no uncoordinated reaction in the muscles around the eyes, and what he says is true.
"You killed Ye Mei?"
"It's not. ”
"Ye Mei's death has something to do with you?"
"It's not. ”
"The media reported that you took Ye Mei in captivity?"
"It's not. ”
"The media is lying?"
"Yes. ”
"Do you have any other lovers?"
"Nope. ”
"......" Qiu Jing retracted her eyes and drew another check mark on the note.
Andy's voice suddenly came from inside the headphones, "Cho, ask him when was the last time he had sex with someone?"
Qiu Jing's hand holding the pen stiffened, and Andy immediately urged, "Ask quickly, don't waste time." ”
Qiu Jing gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm, "Mr. Mu, you," paused, and said firmly: "When was the last time you had sex with someone?"
"Puff......" Mu Ziqian laughed, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Qiu Jing looked at him until he had laughed enough, and then he spoke, "Laughing enough?"
Mu Ziqian couldn't help but smile, "Yes." ”
"Answer the question. Her voice was still cold.
“…… I want to think," he tilted his gaze to the right at a forty-five degree angle, then retracted it, paused for a few seconds, and replied, "...... On Saturday. ”
Andy affirmed, "He's lying." ”
Qiu Jinghao swallowed, her hands and feet were cold, Mu Ziqian hooked her lips meaningfully, leaned forward slowly, and suddenly approached and let the smell of Givenchy perfume on her face hit her face, the smell of danger, she turned her face, and the other party's words made her face burn.
"Are you sure you want to know exactly when I last had sex?"
Qiu Jinghao slowly put down the pen, and faced his suggestive words like water.
Andy noticed a slight shaking on the EEG atlas and gave an order to Qiu Jinghao, "Qiu, poke him." Use this question to break him. ”
Qiu Jinghao's eyes moved slightly, and her left hand was slowly withdrawn and placed under the table, clutching it fiercely, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't know the pain.
"Autumn, what are you doing?"
Qiu Jing calmed down and decided to take a gamble.
"You're staring into my eyes as you answer all the questions, only your eyes avert to the question just now, and you cut off eye contact with me. ”
Mu Ziqian shrugged his shoulders and said angrily: "So, because I didn't look at you, you think I'm lying?"
She hooked her lips without leaving a trace, she won the bet! Mu Ziqian would never expose the fact that she was secretly married, and her tight body was relaxed.
"It's not just because of the interruption of the eyes. Qiu Jing said calmly, "The internal structure of the human brain is very complex, and long-term memory is divided between the left and right brains, the left brain tube language, and the right brain tube appearance. When I asked you when you last had sex, you covered it up with a smile, and then you looked to the left, and the apparent picture was stored in your right head, but your eyes made incongruous movements, and you paused for a few seconds before giving me an answer after looking away from me. According to our survey, Mr. Mu's IQ is 180, and it's Monday, so you took seven seconds to think about what happened on Saturday.
So, you're not reminiscing, you're constructing lies.
The conclusion is that-
You, in, tell, lie!"
Mu Ziqian squinted his eyes and pursed his lips, and his penetrating gaze made Qiu Jing feel as if he was in a still world.
She read his eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want me to tell the truth?"
Qiu Jing looked away.
Mu Ziqian snorted and laughed, understanding.