So...... Am I being deceived by him?

After listening to the old investigator's summary, the young female investigator couldn't help but freeze in place, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses, and then took out the questionnaire with an angry face and directly tore what she wrote into pieces!

"Don't worry."

A palm with dark yellow and flabby, full of old age spots, swayed slightly, and the shredded paper miraculously flew back upside down, reassembled into a complete questionnaire, and the seams were as smooth as ever, and there was no trace of being torn.

Taking the questionnaire from the female investigator's hand, the old investigator bent his smiling moon eyes, and joked with a smile:

"Aisha, weren't you still very optimistic about him before? How? Now you're going to rewrite a questionnaire?"

"I...... Thank you for your teachings!"

The female investigator, who looked a little ugly, took a deep breath and then bowed respectfully to the old investigator.

"This time I thought shallowly, if I didn't remind me, I'm afraid I would have been hidden by him, I'm still too immature now, and I still have a lot to learn from you."

"Hehe, that's not something you can learn."

The old investigator shook his head, and smiled kindly.

"Strictly speaking, all the judgments I have just made are not supported by any evidence, they are all empty speculations, and the way I judge that he is problematic is not based on practical logic, but on a more subconscious feeling.

If a person has touched real money for a lifetime, and occasionally encounters fake money, he does not necessarily really need to find anything, he will instinctively feel that the money in his hand is different from the real thing.

The same is true for our investigative work, this kind of subconscious disharmony cannot be learned at all, and only after contacting enough people can we slowly grasp it with accumulation."

"I remember, Camus!"

"Hehe, just remember, leave this questionnaire with me, and I'll attach it to my questionnaire and hand it in later when I'm done writing the results???."

Hearing that he was actually about to hand in his own questionnaire, the female investigator couldn't help but hurriedly say:

"But my investigation went wrong, how can I submit it?"

"There are mistakes, but being able to make them all wrong as a veteran investigator is an excellent piece of evidence in itself."

The old investigator smiled when he heard this, and while waving to the steam carriage on the side of the road, he explained:

"As you said, not everything can be reflected in the data.

My investigation is a kind of 'problematic' intuition after contacting this person, there is no evidence to speak of, but your investigation is completely logical, every judgment is supported by evidence, and the credibility is actually higher than my investigation.

Only by handing in your mistake investigation and comparing it with my findings one by one can the person in charge of the review pay attention to it and figure out what is wrong with this newcomer to the *** sub-bureau...... Aisha, you don't blame me for losing face, do you?"

"It won't be ...... After all, I made a mistake, and you should report it."

"Hehe, you don't blame me...... Well...... In that case, since the investigation is over and the opinions are basically the same, let's go here together, and your car is coming."

Well? My car?

The female investigator was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then said in some surprise:

"Aren't you going back to the General Bureau with me?"

"Not yet."

After sending her into a two-seater luxury steam carriage, the old investigator smiled and said goodbye:

"I have an old friend here, and it's rare to see each other, so before this mission, I made an appointment with him to meet him here, and I was going to get together with him, so I won't go back with you this time."

"Okay, be safe, then."

"You

It's the same."

Waving his hand to send the female investigator away, after the carriage she was riding in was far away, the old investigator did not wait for the so-called old friend, but beckoned again and called another vacant steam carriage.

After looking at the old investigator's clothes, he found that the cut was quite fine, and thought that it might be a big customer, and the coachman couldn't help but smile, and after the old investigator boarded the carriage, he took the initiative to ask with a courteous face:

"Guest, where are you going?"

"I'm not sure, let's go ahead and take a look first!"

"Good...... Okay......"

Listening to the sound of cold as ice in his ears, the coachman couldn't help but shiver violently, and then couldn't help but peek in the rearview mirror at the guests who got on the bus.

The eyes are thin and long, and the eyebrows and the corners of the mouth are slightly tilted downward, and even when they don't make any expressions, they look like they're about to cry.

This old man looks really depressed...... Forget it, whatever, as long as he can have the money to pay the fare~

……

"Director, the old investigator is fine."

After talking about the process of questioning just now, and the two questionnaires he saw with the help of Youha, Leon said with some curiosity:

"He hardly asks any too embarrassing questions, and even has no ill will towards me or you in his soul, why are you reminding me to be careful of him?"

"If you have to tell me why...... I guess it's a gut feeling."

Hearing this, the red-haired director rubbed his eyebrows, blinked his fox eyes and said incomprehensibly:

"I can't say how it feels, but it's like a box of twelve bottles of Margaux with a bottle of Margaux sneaking in with a bottle of Margo.

Even if the taste is not the same, and even the location of the grape species is just across the river, after you drink too much, you will still instinctively feel that the acidity is not right, and the alcohol will be stronger.

And he's like this mixed bottle of wine, it doesn't taste right, especially when he leans over to wake me up when he hears your plea for help, and at that moment, I almost instinctively feel that I must not let this person get too close to me."

After talking about his feelings, the red-haired director asked a little unwillingly:

"Leon, after looking at his soul, you really didn't notice anything abnormal?"

"Not really, his soul is fine."

"That's ......."

The red-haired chief frowned and said:

"The soul is the most essential thing of a person, there should be no means to falsify, it may be that there is something in him that can threaten me, so I instinctively resist his approach......

Well...... But you have to be careful, there is a subtle sense of disharmony in this person, and it is better not to have any contact with him."

"Okay, I remember."

Nodding slightly, and earnestly taking the red-haired chief's advice to heart, Leon spoke:

"Director, tomorrow is the raid ceremony, but I still haven't finished my official business, if there's nothing to do here, I'll go back to the office first."

"Go back, go back, and don't let you go from now on, I feel tired...... Oh yes."

At this point, the red-haired director seemed to remember something, looked down and rummaged through the drawer twice, took out a photo of his hair tied up and handed it over.

"Oh, your thing."