Chapter 582: The Deduction Paradox

Book Chapter 582: Damn, My Disciple Just …? (Update 5)

“Suppose… I were the murderer in this apartment killing case!”

“Then why would I kill anyone?”

“Law of Causality: Nothing in this world happens by chance. Every event has its cause.” Lin

“So what is my cause?”

“Law of the Present: You can’t control the past or the future; all you can control are your thoughts, words, and actions.”

“Then what about my actions?”

“Principle of Self-Love: Every thought, word, or action aimed at helping others begins with accepting and truly loving oneself.”

“What must I do for myself?”

“Law of Logic…”

Xiao Yu lowered his head, completely slipping into a peculiar state.

It was the first time Wang Cheng had seen his master like this – everyone was stunned.

He felt as if thunderbolts were crashing down on his forehead one after another.

His expression kept changing until, after a long while, he finally recovered.

Just like when Wang Dong first saw Xiao Yu fall into this state.

Wang Cheng trembled, too afraid to utter a sound.

He felt as though his master had turned into a monstrous freak…

Soon, however, he realized that although his master’s demeanor was frightening, he was deep in deduction.

Yes—deduction.

Back at the police academy, there was even a teacher dedicated to teaching logic.

There were lessons on both direct and indirect deduction…

In essence, logic teaches that deduction is a form.

Wang Cheng recalled his teacher’s words: Deduction, at its core, is about imagination—but that imaginative process must follow logic, remain tethered to reality, and be practical…

In truth, deduction is all around us.

Much like Sherlock Holmes, one can infer a great deal about a person merely from their appearance.

For example, when someone adds a new friend on QQ.

Using clues from a conversation, you can deduce their real identity, age, occupation, and more.

It’s surprisingly fun.

Of course, without breaking the law!

Gradually, Wang Cheng became utterly dumbfounded.

Or rather, he was completely spellbound.

“The Local Material Exchange Law tells us that any act of crime—direct or indirect—will leave behind traces, to one degree or another.”

“Traces mean clues, evidence… and through reverse deduction, they mark the beginning of the case.”

“A young couple brutally murdered is, first and foremost, abnormal behavior.”

“From directing a child to commit misdeeds, luring security away, sabotaging surveillance, to breaking in for murder… a plan? Every step points to a meticulously premeditated crime!”

“To know an entire apartment building—its residents, vehicles, and more—you must dedicate a considerable amount of time.”

“Law of Time: To truly understand something, you have to invest the necessary time, a process that is irreversible.”

“Then… if I know this apartment building so well—its owners, its security, even the owners’ vehicles… who else but an insider could be this knowledgeable?”

“Who else could possibly have such comprehensive insight into this building?”

“Even down to knowing the owners’ phone numbers… Property management? Sales agents? Community staff?”

“By elimination, the community staff can’t know a building’s residents that well.”

“And as for property management—nobody left after the incident, and none of them match the suspect’s physical description.”

“So, only the sales agents remain?”

“They’re intimately familiar with the owners; when buying a home, a sales agent guides you through choices, introduces you around, and even provides ongoing services afterward…”

“At the sales center, every potential buyer’s and owner’s information is meticulously recorded.”

“They know every nook and cranny of the apartment building—the security room, the surveillance room, the basement, the vehicles… sometimes even better than the owners do.”

“They can even track when each owner is home or away, and what time they finish work…”

“Importantly… most sales agents are women!”

“But what would be a sales agent’s motive for killing an owner?”

“Preliminary deduction: Could it be that a certain sales agent actually wants to buy a unit in this apartment building?”

“Assuming that’s true, as a sales agent she would know exactly how to drive down property prices—how to manufacture the appearance of a murderer.”

“She could even predict when the apartment prices would drop to rock bottom, allowing her to buy at the lowest possible cost…”

Wang Cheng stared incredulously at the front passenger seat where Xiao Yu was murmuring to himself.

He looked as if he’d seen a ghost; his body trembled uncontrollably.

Is this really his master’s deductive prowess?

How could he deduce the most likely clues from nothing?

And then, using those clues to pinpoint the prime suspect?

And further analyze the suspect’s motive and method?

Finally, deduce the murderer’s ultimate purpose from those motives and possibilities?

Wang Cheng rubbed his face vigorously.

His mouth was so agape that his jaw nearly dislocated.

What level of deductive skill is this?

A master deducer?

Or a grandmaster of deduction?

No way—those so-called experts and masters aren’t even worthy of fetching his shoes.

Is this a monster?

Wang Cheng was ecstatic, silently shouting in his heart: This isn’t a monster—it’s my guiding light, my master!

Being around someone like him could turn even a fool into a genius!

Suddenly, he felt as if he were in a battle royale game.

It was like a blank bullet had just rained down on his face.

Did you think it was a sniper rifle or a tier-three set?

No, you just pulled out a Gundam!

Good luck and great fortune, tonight…

Suddenly.

“What’s gotten into you?”

Xiao Yu’s voice rang out beside Wang Cheng: “You’re drooling.”

“Huh?”

Snapping back to reality, Wang Cheng wiped the drool from his mouth and glared fiercely at Xiao Yu, “Master, from now on I’m all yours!”

Xiao Yu: …

Damn, my disciple just…?

Is it possible that my damn charm even attracts men?

Wait, what am I thinking? He’s still a kid!

“Master, what’s with that look? It’s like you’re about to kill someone.”

Wang Cheng noticed his master’s gaze was so intimidating, as if he were about to take him down.

“Kill someone?”

With a smile, Xiao Yu replied, “You’re my disciple; why would I ever think of killing you?”

I didn’t! You’re talking nonsense—don’t frame me… he internally protested.

“Master, is it a sales agent?”

Wang Cheng, visibly excited, blurted out his theory.

“Not yet,”

A glimmer lit Xiao Yu’s eyes as he said, “But if you look into it, you’ll find out.”

Wen

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