Chapter 165 Wailing

Before entering this small cell.

Lin En mentioned to Bill that he and this Channing had met once before, and hoped that the following conversation would focus on him. Considering that there is no coincidence in mystery, Mr. Squinty Eyes, who has already treated this matter as an extraordinary event, agreed to Lin En's request after thinking about it.

However, Bill still reminded Lin En to be careful.

Even though Lin En already has a good fighting ability, he has also practiced with death row prisoners and made them bleed.

For the two law enforcers in his small cell, Channing still looked calm. If it weren't for his head moving slightly, if they just looked at his eyes, both of them felt that his sight was very empty, as if he ignored what they didn't know what they were looking at.

"Channing?"

Starting with calling out his name, Lin En's right hand holding the cane tapped the ground, and his habitual smile showed a friendly atmosphere.

"I... know you."

Curled in the shadow of the corner, Channing looked at Lin En and took a while to recognize the gentleman who had given him advice. His voice was much slower than that of an ordinary person, and he seemed to be thinking hard. He spoke twice as slowly as normal. Qian Ning's eyes seemed to brighten a little in the shadows.

Just a little.

"Yes, but that's not important. What's important is that your answer to us next depends on whether you can successfully leave this terrible pigsty." Lin En nodded, his tone was brisk and easy-going, and his green eyes under the brim of his hat never left Qian Ning's face.

"Is it important?" Qian Ning answered slowly.

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

Smiling Lin En stared at him without question. After a while, Qian Ning nodded his head to indicate that he would cooperate. Bill hid his left hand behind his back. In the place that Qian Ning couldn't see from his perspective, a ray of fluorescence flashed from time to time between the fingers of the gloves. The basic ability of the [Manufacturer] was quietly detecting.

Although Lin En started to act a little strong, the following questions were almost like chatting.

Mr. Xiao first talked to Qian Ning about the recent weather, what he likes to do, the first thing he will do when he gets his salary, and whether he has a crush on a girl. These questions sounded meaningless and did not seem to be of any help to their investigation.

But Bill knew what Lin En was doing.

In the office, when the three teams were chatting, Lin En mentioned some methods and techniques of interrogation. For example, the role of good police and bad police, or the frame-up without leaving any traces, and some beatings that would not leave scars. The torture and interrogation techniques of the Lighthouse Country, which are far ahead of the world, were spread to the world by the unscrupulous guy Lin En.

Now Lin En is testing Qian Ning's baseline to see how fast and loud he speaks when he is relaxed and nervous.

When talking about micro-expressions, Lin En also described this baseline in detail to Clark and Bill. After understanding it, both of them said that if it was on the spot, they would not be able to do it. Only those who are gifted in capturing expressions, or those who use powerful memory like Lin En to quickly compare and analyze, can detect whether a person is lying on the spot.

When Bill was detecting whether there was an extraordinary power, he glanced at his companion.

He noticed that Lin's expression unconsciously became more cautious.

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"What? You can't measure his baseline accurately? This is unreasonable."

Outside the small room, Bill couldn't accept Lin's answer. You know, Lin had tested him and Clark. The two of them tried to make their expressions natural, but the little gentleman still accurately identified the baseline of lying and truth in the casual chat.

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

Lin was still recalling. In his opinion, Qian Ning was not a difficult pervert, an antisocial lunatic, and there was no such thing as a dual personality. He was just simply numb.

"His emotional fluctuations disappeared, and this is the trouble."

"How about I change it? How about I break one of his fingers to test it?" Bill came up with a bad idea without hesitation. In this era, torture is very normal, and the human rights of prisoners mentioned by lawyers have not been taken seriously by the legal system.

"No."

Lin shook his head immediately, looking disapproving.

"I don't mean to look down on you, Bill. However, if you change people rashly during the confrontation, it will only give the other party greater confidence."

"Is this a new theory?" Mr. Squinting's attention was suddenly diverted.

"Yes."

Lin En continued to insist, and Bill had to give up. He still believed in Mr. Xiao's brain. Moreover, according to Douglas's description, this Qian Ning was probably not afraid of torture. If he wanted to use physical torture to make him speak obediently, he would most likely fail.

Bill didn't want to lose face in front of Lin En. This was a matter of face.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll go to Mr. Douglas to talk about this guy's background and information. I just checked it out. He doesn't have any sexual aura on him. Unless his strength is far greater than mine, he is just an ordinary person. I don't think a very strong extraordinary person would stay in this stinking pigpen for so long."

"Leave it to me. I'm going to try the soothing ability of the [Flower Maker]. He should be able to speak better in a good state."

Linn's flexible mind quickly came up with new methods. Before leaving, Bill fanned the air under his nose and wished him success.

It’s good to do whatever comes to your mind.

The highly mobile young man returned to the small single room. When Lin En's spirituality began to fluctuate and he was about to release the accelerating activity, Qian Ning's expression, which had always been very indifferent, changed.

"Interesting, are you scared?" Lin En, controlling her ability to be in a semi-activated state, moved her hand closer to Qian Ning.

"leave me alone."

Qian Ning ran from one corner to another with agility that was not in line with his body. He stared at Lin En'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 a blessing to cheer people up. Your fear is too strong." Lin En stared at Qian Ning. There was only so much room in the small single room. Where could the other party hide? It is impossible to escape from one's own control.

"Get away!" Linn responded with fear and pain.

"It seems we have to change the way we talk." Lin En canceled the promotion activity with a smile.

Channing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second! Lin En stepped forward and slapped Qian Ning hard on the chest. The energy-promoting blessing was directly injected into the young man's body. Suddenly, Qian Ning looked like a grilled prawn, covering his head and kneeling on the ground with curls!

Prison guard William, who was standing far away from the cell, suddenly trembled all over, as if he heard a voice from hell. That sound was even more tragic than the first time a man entered prison and wailed when his fellow inmates had passionate and in-depth exchanges with each other!