Is the Evil God Me?

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Before entering this small single room.

Lynn mentioned to Bill that he and this Channing once had a relationship, and hoped that the next conversation would focus on him. Considering that there is no coincidence in the mystery, Mr. Squint, who has already treated this incident as an extraordinary event, agreed with Lynn's request after thinking about it.

Still, Bell reminded Lynn to be careful.

Even if Lynn already has a good fighting ability, he has seen blood on the death row.

For the two law enforcers in the single room of his small cell, Qian Ning still looked peaceful. If it wasn't for his head moving slightly and just looking at his eyes, both of them would feel that his vision was very empty, as if ignoring what they were looking at.

"Qian Ning?"

Starting with calling out his name, Lynn touched the ground with his right hand holding the cane, showing a friendly atmosphere with a habitual smile.

"I know you."

Huddled in the shadows in the corner, watching Lynn Channing took a moment to recognize the gentleman who had mentioned him. His voice was much slower than that of ordinary people, and at the same time, he was thinking hard. He used a voice that was twice as slow as normal, and Qian Ning's eyes seemed to brighten in the shadows.

Just a little.

"Yes, but that's not important. What matters is what you say to us next, which depends on whether you can leave this bad pigsty smoothly." Lynn nodded, his tone was light and easy-going. His eyes never left Qian Ning's face.

"Is that important?" Qian Ning replied slowly.

"I think it's very important. You should cooperate with me. I don't think you should make me feel embarrassed."

Lin En, who was smiling, stared at him unquestionably. After a while, Qian Ning nodded his head, indicating that he would cooperate. Bill, who was beside him, hid his left hand behind him. In places that were invisible from Channing's perspective, a ray of fluorescence flashed between his gloved fingers from time to time. The basic abilities belonging to the [Manufacturer] were being detected silently.

Although Lynn was a bit aggressive at first, the ensuing questioning was almost like a small talk.

The little gentleman first chatted with Qian Ning about the recent weather, what he likes to do, the first thing to do when he gets his salary, and whether he has a crush on a girl. These questions don't sound nutritious and seem to be of little help to their investigation.

But Bill knew what Lynn was doing.

In the office, when the three teams were chatting, Lynn mentioned some methods and techniques for interrogation. For example, good cop or bad cop impersonation, or planting without leaving traces, and some beatings without leaving scars. The lighthouse country is far ahead of the world in the torture and interrogation of prisoners, and it was spread to the world by Lynn, an unscrupulous guy.

Now Lynn is testing Channing's baseline for how fast and how loud he speaks when he's relaxed and nervous.

When talking about micro-expressions, Lynn also told Clark and Bill in detail about this baseline. After they understood it, they both said that if it was on the spot, they could not do it. Only for people who are gifted in expression capture, or for quick comparison and analysis like Lynn with a strong memory, can they detect whether a person is lying or not on the spot.

Bill glanced at his companion when he was detecting whether he had extraordinary power.

He noticed that Lynn's expression became a lot more cautious unconsciously.

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"What? You can't measure his baseline? That doesn't make sense."

Outside the small single room, Bill was a little unacceptable when he heard Lynn's answer. You must know that Lynn took him and Clark to the test. The two of them tried to make their expressions natural, but they were still able to accurately identify the baseline of lying and truth in the small talk.

The reason Bill couldn't accept it was that he and Clark lost to a kid?

Lynn was still recalling that in his opinion, Channing was not a troublesome pervert, an anti-social madman, and there was no such thing as a dual personality, he was just pure numbness.

"His emotional swings are gone, and that's where the trouble is."

"Would you like to replace me? How about I break one of his fingers and test it?" Bill came up with a bad idea without hesitation. Torture is a normal thing in this era, and the prisoners' human rights as lawyers say has not been implemented in the legal system. of attention.

"no."

Lynn immediately shook his head, a look of disapproval.

"I don't mean to underestimate you, Bill. However, if you make a rash substitution during the confrontation, it will only give the other party stronger confidence."

"Is this a new theory?" Mr. Squint's attention suddenly crooked.

"Yes."

Lynn continued to insist, seeing this Bill could only give up. He still believed in the little gentleman's brain, and according to Douglas' description, this Channing was probably not afraid of torture, and if he wanted to use physical torture to make him speak obediently, he would probably fail.

Bill didn't want to lose face in front of Lynn, it was all about face.

"Then I'll leave it to you here. I'll go to Mr. Douglas to talk about this guy's background and information. I just checked, and he doesn't have any sexual aura, unless his power is far greater than mine, or An ordinary person~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I don't think a strong Beyonder would stay in this stinking pigpen for so long."

"Leave it to me, I'm going to try [Flower Maker]'s appeasement ability, he should be able to speak better in a good state."

Lynn's nimble head quickly came up with a new method, and Bill fanned the air under his nose before leaving to wish him victory.

Thinking of doing it is a good thing.

The highly motivated little gentleman returned to the small single room. When Lin En's spirituality began to fluctuate, and he was about to release his activity, Qian Ning, who had always been very indifferent, changed his expression.

"Interesting, are you afraid?" With his control ability in a semi-activated state, Lynn approached Channing with his hand.

"leave me alone."

Qian Ning fled from one corner to another with agility that didn't fit his body. He stared at Lynn's hand, as if there was a bottle of deadly concentrated sulfuric acid on it.

"Tell me, Qian Ning, why are you afraid? This is just an uplifting blessing. Your fear is too strong." Lin En stared at Qian Ning, there is only so much space in the small single room, where is the other party hiding? You can't get out of your control.

"Go away!" Lynn responded with fear and pain.

"Looks like we have to change the way of talking." Lynn smiled and canceled the promotion.

Channing breathed a sigh of relief.

next second! Lin En, who jumped up to bully him, slapped Qian Ning's chest fiercely, and the blessing that promoted the activity was directly blasted into the boy's body by him. Suddenly, Qian Ning knelt on the ground with his head curled up like a roasted prawn!

The prison guard William, who was standing far away from the cell, suddenly shivered, as if he heard a voice from hell. That voice was even more tragic than the wailing of a man who was enthusiastically and deeply communicated by his inmates when he entered the prison for the first time!