Chapter 295: Entrusted Cases
This time, there were no accidents.
Dean took his newly acquired younger brother Harpy and drove to the office of the 'Smith Detective Agency' in Los Angeles, which is located on the golden floor of a commercial building, with a small faΓ§ade, but the decoration is classical, with a sense of heaviness, and the fee is not cheap at first glance.
In a way, the faΓ§ade is really a forced grid and a poor filter.
"Boss Dean, will I go in too?"
The shameless Harpy was very nervous at the moment, hovering back behind Dean, and his originally straight back was subconsciously stiffened, full of unconfidence.
Not long ago, when his business was not going well, he tried to come here to learn something useful, but people didn't even look down on him as a half-person.
Harpy only reaped humiliation, and it was hard to say a word.
"Be confident, man."
Dean stopped and gave Harpy, the little brother, the first holy word for human beings: "Harpy, do you know how to make your bad life start to get better?" β
"Three principles!"
Harpy's eyes widened, and he said with some excitement: "Boss Dean, you say, I'll listen!" β
The opportunity to change one's destiny in life may be in a moment.
And Dean, who has always been touted by Harry's good brother, is undoubtedly such a successful person in Harpy's eyes who can give him guidance in the direction of life.
"Hold on! Shameless! Insist on shamelessness! β
Dean shrugged: "If you can learn these three things, then ninety percent of the world's things will not be difficult for you, let's go, we have to get down to business." β
Looking at Dean's back as he left, Harpy touched his face.
The three things that the boss said, it seems that he has only achieved shamelessness!
He seems to understand why he has a good hacking skill, but his life is still a mess.
It turned out that he was still too reserved.
"FK, be ashamed, be ashamed, as long as I don't have a face, then there's nothing to be nervous about!"
This moment.
Harpy, who was still a little apprehensive, suddenly felt that his heart had become extremely strong, and he didn't wonder if the people in it would mock him like last time, so he hurriedly followed.
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"Hello, sir, is there an appointment?"
Beautiful front desk, seeing Dean in casual clothes, my eyes lit up.
"Yes, I have an appointment, you check, Dean, I'm a consultant at the Smith Detective Agency, and I'm here today to pick up some eucalyptus." Dean smiled brightly.
Hearing that Dean was an advisor to the Smith Detective Agency, the front desk looked at Dean's bright big eyes, and he was almost drawn: "Consultant Dean, please sit down first, I'll help you ask Mr. Arrell." β
With that, she went backstage.
Dean turned his head to look at Harpy, "Look, isn't it easy?" β
Harpy pouted: "It's not fair, this woman hasn't even verified your identity, boss!" β
He thought of the scene he had come over last time, and he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.
What hurt him even more was that he realized one thing: the front desk didn't seem to have any impression of him at all, and before leaving just now, he gave himself a friendly look by the way...
The other party doesn't remember him at all, FK!
Not much.
The front desk followed a middle-aged black man and returned to the place.
"I'm Ariel, and I'm the person in charge here." The middle-aged black man's keen eyes glanced at Dean and Harpy, and confidently placed his hand in front of Dean with scrutiny in his eyes: "Hello, Mr. Dean!" β
"Hello!"
Dean took Ariel's hand and smiled: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Ariel, you grew up in the Commonwealth, have more than ten years of military experience, and your right leg was injured, it should have been caused by the explosion, this accident left you with very unpleasant memories, which caused you to like to eat desserts, habitually stay up late and lose sleep, and can only rely on women to sleep, just an hour ago, you just ended a tragic battle with a passionate lady..."
Ariel's boy hole shrinks violently.
All right!
A hint of respect and apology appeared on his dark face: "Mr. Dean, the way you greet you is very special. β
Dean let go of his hand and shrugged: "I'm sorry, I saw the doubt in your eyes, and I think this way of greeting will help us communicate next." β
"Yes, you're right." Ariel smiled wryly: "Mr. Dean, you are worthy of being the special adviser of the Smith Detective Agency, more powerful than many detectives I know, please come with me." β
Ariel's office was large and luxuriously decorated, and on the front wall was an old rifle, and under the gun was a photo of him in military uniform and his comrades.
The beautiful woman at the front desk before held two drinks and put them in front of Dean and Harpy, and before parting, she quietly gave Dean a gesture of phone contact.
Harpy on the side saw that there was a note next to the drink that the woman gave Dean.
Compare the treatment of yourself last time.
Harpy sighed in his heart, this may be the legendary eating with his face!
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Sit back in position.
Arel clasped his hands together, and his face regained his confidence: "Consultant Dean, the headquarters said that you want to pick some suitable eucalyptus, what are your requirements for the eucalyptus?" β
"Outside of Los Angeles County, it's best to kill a homicide, either privately or commissioned by the police."
Dean lowered his head and crumpled the note from the front desk into a small ball.
Not sure why.
After determining Niel's position in his heart, he couldn't do much to other women.
Arel realized that Dean had only come here this time as a transit station to pick up the eucalyptus, not to be attached to his side.
He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, I'll help you ask now." β
With that, Arel walked to the open space of the bookshelf in the corner, pushed open a hidden door that fit the wall, and disappeared into the office.
Wait until he leaves.
Harpy, who was holding back his doubts, finally couldn't help but look at Dean: "Boss Dean, did you investigate that black man before you came?" β
Dean looked up and pointed to his eyes, "This is what I can see, if you want to be a good detective, you have to learn to observe everything you see, and form an instinctive analysis in your own mind." β
Harpy opened his mouth: "Boss, you mean, just now you just glanced at that Ariel, and you analyzed so much information about him?" β
Dean nodded:
"When he came out, he deliberately took a big step and increased the frequency, but the steps were evenly spaced, and he could not hide the disharmony of his body, which shows that he had been injured and had been a soldier for many years.
Ariel's old clothes show that he has lived in England for many years, and considering the situation there, he is likely to be born in the Commonwealth.
As for his years in the military, this requires you to understand the system over there.
Ariel's body smelled of a woman's perfume, and his hair was not completely dry, indicating that he had just taken a bath, and he didn't need to take a bath with normal contact.
In addition, when Arel speaks, there is residual candy between his teeth, which rarely occurs in a middle-aged person who has been a soldier for many years, which shows that he uses candy as a substitute to divert his anxiety..."
His simple analysis was exchanged for Harpy's sudden realization and admiration.
Harpy's eyes were full of adoration: "Boss Dean, Harry said before how powerful you are, I haven't had an intuitive feeling, and now I know that it's just that guy's cultural level is too low, and he can't express one-tenth of your true level at all."
Not to mention, this kid is worthy of being Harry's good brother, and he has all studied from the Cult of God.
For Harpy's adoration, Dean has no waves in his heart.
There's no way, he's just so strong, as long as he makes a slight move, he will emit a dazzling light and attract the adoring eyes of the people around him.
Eh, maybe that's the spirit of the overlord.
After determining that Dean was really the elder, Harpy couldn't suppress his desire to study: "Boss Dean, how can I exercise my observation skills?" β
Dean thought for a moment and spoke:
"It's a very simple solution.
When you have free time, you can go to some restaurants or fast food restaurants with a lot of traffic, observe those customers, and analyze their occupation and personality through their clothing, behavior and other external manifestations.
If there is a companion.
You can also analyze the relationship between them, and then go up to the conversation to determine if your analysis is correct, and if not, reflect on the reasons and record them.
At first, it may feel a little difficult, but after you have recorded a thousand or ten thousand guests, this observation ability will form your instinct and be very accurate. β
These are all real learning experiences that Dean's various abilities have been upgraded and fed back into his mind.
As long as Harpy does what he says honestly, in the detective industry, it is easy to eat, and as for how far he can go, it depends on his talent and opportunities.
He was indeed lucky to meet Dean and use Harry's relationship to follow Dean.
Between words.
Ariel, who had disappeared, returned to the office with a few papers.
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"Consultant Dean, this is the nearby eucalyptus that meets your requirements, you can take a look at the introduction, and after it is confirmed, I will give you the details of the corresponding eucalyptus."
Arel handed over a few papers.
Dean took it and saw that it was just a brief description of the eucalyptus, similar to a background introduction.
There are several cases, including murder of husband and wife, murder caused by the inheritance of a rich man, and disappearance investigation, which are either in a state of being thrown into the file room to eat ashes or have been closed on the police side, and the client is the family of the prisoner in the case, or the family of the victim.
This is the same as Dean guessed.
The general murder case, which appears in the detective agency, is basically these two situations.
This kind of eucalyptus, it is estimated that the experience points obtained will not be much, so it can only be used as a way to pass the time.
Pick and choose.
Dean ended up with a note about the student's murder of the teacher: "Mr. Arrell, please give me the details of this commission and the contact information of the client, and I will take it." β
Arel took the document and looked at it, frowning slightly: "Consultant Dean, I have to warn you that this eucalyptus was found in a small town, the condition of the eucalyptus is bad, and it has caused a lot of repercussions in the local area, and it has already been settled, if you go to investigate, then it may attract the uncooperation of the police and the hostility of the locals." β
Dean didn't care, "I like challenges, and if these commissions can be left to this day, they will probably have all kinds of troubles in front of me, in that case, I would rather save a potentially innocent child than deal with the rich people who are fighting for the inheritance." β
Arel pursed his lips with a surprised expression on his face: "Well, in fact, many detectives prefer to take over the commissions related to the rich, Mr. Dean, you are really charitable." β
With that, with a look of surprise, he re-entered the small hidden room with the documents he had taken out.
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After he left, Dean turned his head to look at Harpy, who had been the mascot, "That guy just lied, do you know which one?" β
"Lying?"
Harpy looked dazed, and then all kinds of conspiracy and bloody plots immediately appeared in his mind, and he said excitedly: "Boss Dean, you mean, Arel doesn't want you to choose that eucalyptus, there is a conspiracy in it?" β
He was a little excited.
I didn't expect that as soon as I followed Dean, the elder, I would be able to live exciting things that I couldn't encounter in my boring life in the past, if this was a movie, then Dean was the protagonist, and he must be the important second male next to the protagonist.
Not to mention, I'm looking forward to it.
Looking at Harpy's ever-changing expression, Dean couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"Don't be cranky.
Eucalyptus was fine, but Arel lied.
In the process of detective investigation, it is inevitable to encounter all kinds of lies, so it is also important to determine whether others are telling the truth or falsehood.
Harry said you would love to be a detective and begged me to teach you something useful, so when the time is right, I will teach on the spot and give you a few words. β
Hearing the conspiracy theories that he didn't have in mind, Harpy was a little disappointed: "Thank you, Boss Dean, but I don't know which one Arel lied about just now." β
"The most direct way to identify lies is to look at the behavioral characteristics and facial feedback of the person speaking, such as... Astonished. Dean said, looking at Harpy with a wicked smile, "Do you know what real surprise is?" β
Harpy frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't usually observe. β
Dean grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "If you want to study, bring soap to my rental house at night." β
"Hiss~"
Harpy gasped, Chrysanthemum tightened, looked at Dean in horror, and then showed a tangled look on his face: "That..."
"Your reaction just now is real surprise." , Dean leaned back again, leaning back on the sofa: "The real sudden reaction, such as surprise, surprise, etc., will not be reflected on the face for more than a second, but if a person is chatting with you, hears something, and shows a look of surprise and surprise, for more than a second, then what he says afterwards must be false." β
Hearing this, Harpy breathed a sigh of relief, but also vaguely lost.
It turns out that the one-on-one tutoring that Boss Dean said is an example.
He shook his head, suppressed his messy thoughts, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "So Ariel's last sentence just now was fake, right, Boss Dean?"
Harpy used to live by hacking, so he was naturally not a stupid person.
Dean nodded: "Yes, he should have spent some time investigating me when he just went in to get the information." β
"But...", Harpy wondered, "Boss Dean, Arel just complimented you, you mean, he doesn't want to compliment you at all?" β
Isn't that just a polite remark?
Dean shook his head, giving Harpy a weird smile that Harpy felt a little creepy, "I mean, Arel knows that I've never been a philanthropist!" β
After speaking, he looked back at Ariel, who had just come out of the darkroom, standing a little embarrassed in place, and the weird smile on his face also turned into playfulness.
Ariel smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I'm investigating you, it's just a professional habit." β
He realizes that Dean had deliberately allowed himself to hear this, and that he was warning himself not to investigate him.
Think about the information you got from your own research.
When Arel spoke to Dean again, he felt uncomfortable and fearful even with Harpy.
In this eerie atmosphere.
Dean walked out of the Los Angeles office of the 'Smith Detective Agency' with detailed information about the student's killing of the beautiful teacher and the contact number of the client.
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At Dean's request, Arel prepares two copies.
Dean handed one to Harpy: "Harpy, tonight, you take a good look at the information, and tomorrow we will go to the client's house and investigate on the spot." β
Looking at the exhaust of the car that Dean left.
Harpy's lips squirmed, but in the end he didn't say what was in his heart: Boss Dean, is it true that the tutoring at night is true!
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