Although it's unclear what these two big talkers, Lin Chengcai and Zhao Minghui, from the police station want to do, the narrator clearly says the assessment has started.

As for why there's an assessment, Su Qing has a vague guess but isn't sure, though it doesn't impede his performance.

What he needs to do now is make everything he does seem natural, avoid saying anything unnecessary, and just express his own judgments. After all, even if they inquire more, he could always say he's just guessing, but he must never reveal anything that hasn't happened yet because it would be impossible to explain.

When the others around him heard his words, they were taken aback.

"A presumptuous woman? You're saying this woman is making things up?" Li Zijun asked in a low voice from the side.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing shook his head: "I don't know, but I feel the man isn't lying; he's so angry he's almost fuming!"

Although the girl's face was full of anger, there was more of a haughty demeanor, with no sense of shame or indignation.

On the other hand, the man, besides being angry, also had a sense of being insulted, with an expression of looking at an idiot in his eyes.

"Can't be, this girl looks pretty good, while the man looks a bit..." Zhu Lili refuted from the side.

Indeed, the man's appearance was that of a typical shut-in—unkempt, negligent about personal hygiene, not very handsome, with shifty eyes that didn't dare meet others, giving off a slightly sleazy vibe. In contrast, the girl had a good image, was fairly skilled at makeup, and judging by her style, had a good sense of fashion. Combined with a strong presence, she indeed seemed more credible compared to the man.

"Since when do our police officers judge by appearances?" Su Qing asked with a smile, causing Zhu Lili to blush red.

Even Zhao Minghui on the side criticized: "Lili, that's a mistake on your part. As police officers, we rely on evidence; personal opinions shouldn't be brought into work."

"Got it, Captain Zhao!" Zhu Lili stuck out her tongue.

Though Zhu Lili got a talking-to, some people have thick heads.

"If that's the case, why doesn't he let us check the phone, even in front of the police? Why does he still refuse?" Li Zijun asked from the side.

Though Su Qing said so, based on the scene, the man indeed looked quite suspicious, and he seemed very guilty.

"A phone is personal property; maybe it contains things that shouldn't be seen, like chat records between girlfriends—would you want others to see them, even police?" Su Qing countered.

"What's there not to see? Doesn't matter to me!" Li Zijun replied bluntly.

Su Qing: ...

Forgot this person in front of him is a 'Hu Yifei' type, who doesn't conform to some women's habits and personalities.

But Zhu Lili shrank her head a bit, indicating she sort of understood.

"It's just an example; after all, a phone is personal, and most people wouldn't want to show it to outsiders. Who doesn't have a secret or two?" Su Qing responded.

Men know men best; who doesn't have a little secret or browsing history, or installed software that ignores risks? It's fine to see for oneself, but letting others see would be social death, especially in front of police.

As for the fact that the girl looks good, could she be better than a two-dimensional anime wife? Although Su Qing doesn't favor the two-dimensional world, it doesn't mean he can't understand.

He had a college roommate who was obsessed with the two-dimensional world, with phone screensavers, dating simulation games, conventions, models, comics—all activities not missed. Most importantly, he had zero interest in real women; his energy was all devoted to his paper wife.

You could only guess what he did for his paper wife.

Maybe the man in front wasn't exactly like that, but it probably wasn't too far off.

Since the narrator indicates the man is innocent, his reluctance to show the phone to the police suggests there's definitely a secret inside.

"Do you think the girl is lying?" Lin Chengcai asked from the side.

Having studied criminal psychology, although he could see something amiss in the girl's face, without more time or active guidance, he couldn't be certain.

"Perhaps, but of course, if her personality is like that, she might even deceive herself, maybe not even realizing it's inappropriate," Su Qing said, shaking his head.

If she deliberately disliked the guy and framed him, based on Lin Chengcai's experience, he would likely notice something. But generally, it's unlikely because most people wouldn't do something so pointless.

But if she thought she was right, called the police based on mere suspicion, and genuinely felt someone violated her dominant thoughts, then it's quite disgusting.

Simply put, extremely self-centered, thinking every opposite sex has intentions towards her.

"I need to see his phone, to make him delete the photos!"

"I told you, there are no photos of you on my phone, are you crazy!"

"Then take out your phone. Why won't you, even in front of the police? Feeling guilty, aren't you?"

"You're the one feeling guilty!"

The man and woman argued fiercely before the police, and even the officers persuaded the man to have his phone checked, but he stubbornly refused. Fortunately, in today's world with ubiquitous cameras, it wasn't far from the subway station, and soon the officers retrieved surveillance footage.

In front of the two, they found the corresponding carriage and time slot and played it bit by bit.

Eventually, it was discovered that a passenger's backpack brushed against the girl's backside, clearing the man's name.

"See, did you see it? Who touched your butt? I told you, you're sick!"

The man shouted, while the girl's face turned red with anger and embarrassment. "Who knows if you secretly took a photo of me? Just because you didn't touch me doesn't mean you didn't take a picture. I still demand to check his phone!"

At this point, most people could tell the girl was having trouble backing down and was looking for an excuse, so she insisted that the man's phone contained her photo and asked the police for help.

In such a situation, the police were also at a loss. Not every officer deals with criminals; most of them handle mundane daily matters like this.

Under the persuasion of the police, the boy finally agreed to unlock his phone, but only allowed one officer to check it, not in public view.

Two minutes later, a male officer nodded to indicate everything was fine, and only then did the girl turn and leave, looking impatient and without a single word of apology.

The boy, however, was verbally reprimanded by the police, who said the content on his phone was unhealthy and urged him to delete it immediately. The boy's face turned red, and after deleting everything, he left the police station.

After this incident, the people around looked at him with surprise, not expecting he had guessed right.

"How did you figure it out?" Lin Chengcai asked.

Faced with such a question, if he were to answer seriously, he'd surely be found out, or unable to justify himself. After all, he wasn't a genuine detective, hadn't studied psychology, and lacked relevant experience, so he simply cut to the chase.

"Just a feeling, lies don't cost anything," Su Qing laughed.

Wang Jingye furrowed his brows. "You can rely on a feeling? What if you're wrong?"

He knew some insider details. If they were truly going to hire this person, they couldn't just depend on his feelings. The police deal in evidence; guessing can only serve as a clue or direction in an investigation.

"Wrong is wrong, you asked me anyway, it's not like I don't have you guys if I'm wrong!" Su Qing seemed indifferent.

As for the outcome of the evaluation, he didn't really care. If things turned out as he thought and he succeeded, he wouldn't mind experiencing a new life. If he failed, it didn't matter; he wasn't worried about his livelihood, and he was making plenty of money.

The more nonchalantly he talked, the more reassured Lin Chengcai felt, thinking Su Qing was quite talented in understanding people with unique insights that others didn't possess.

The police station remained busy, and this case was just a small example.

"Officer, I'm innocent, we're just friends, not involved in prostitution!"

Su Qing: "He's lying."

"Officer, he hit someone. I just happened to run into his wife, who is an old classmate, and we chatted briefly on the street."

"Nonsense, clearly having an affair."

"Officer, I didn't steal it. Her underwear has nothing to do with me!"

"This one looks really shady, a pervert!"

As one citizen after another came to report, Zhu Lili asked him how he perceived things, and each time Lin Chengcai would ask his opinion.

He didn't hesitate to express his thoughts, and almost every time he was spot on, leaving the rest to be confirmed by evidence and investigation, with no conclusions given on the spot.

It wasn't until 6:30 PM that Li Zijun drove him home, without even a chance for dinner.

After he left, Lin Chengcai smiled at Zhao Minghui and Wang Jingye, "So, how about it? Didn't I say this kid had potential?"

Zhao Minghui, although having interacted with Su Qing earlier, had been hospitalized due to injury, missing many of Su Qing's experiences. This was his first time observing from this perspective and experiencing the scene firsthand.

"Indeed, not bad, you were right, old Lin, this guy definitely has skills. No wonder he was able to crack Jiang Dabao's case."

Though it was just assessing honesty from the side, seeing Su Qing's capability like this made it clear he was a talent they needed.

"No doubt, he's got some talent, but we in the police emphasize evidence. Words are not proof; we can't just mobilize resources based on his gut feeling, can we?" Wang Jingye recognized Su Qing's methods but also shared his viewpoint.

"Maybe words aren't proof, but they're a starting point. If finding evidence required the public, what would we officers do—sit around doing nothing?" Zhao Minghui laughed.

Lin Chengcai smiled and nodded in agreement, and Wang Jingye couldn't deny it. Solving a case involves finding evidence, deducing the crime, and catching the criminal, which is the work of detectives, but detectives have divisions. If one person could do everything, what then?

Having someone like him to help makes things a lot easier.

"Indeed, so is this settled then?"

Lin Chengcai and Zhao Minghui exchanged looks and nodded. "But we still need approval from above. Old Wang, we'll need your help; otherwise, don't blame me for ignoring you when you ask for personnel. Our criminal investigation department is also very busy, you know."

"Fine, fine, I'll go with you, okay?"

Although they had the authority to apply above, speaking a bit more weightily is better with a team captain from another department, especially from the anti-narcotics unit.

"Alright, once we get approval, old Zhao and I will visit the kid at his home, leaving you with the easier part. Zhu Lili, did you get it all?" Lin Chengcai sighed and then turned to ask.

"Don't worry, Captain Lin, it's all recorded!"

"Send it to me later."

They had come today just to test Su Qing's skills. They liked him but convincing the higher-ups required showing some capabilities—nobody was going to take his word for it.

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