Chapter 586: Holy Moly, A Ridiculous Drama?

Book 586: Holy Moly, A Ridiculous Drama (Update 4)

Xiao Yu glared coldly at Gan Shaomei. Lin

The other party maintained an equally calm gaze toward him.

That’s right—Xiao Yu truly had no evidence.

But he was no longer a rookie cop.

Ever since he joined National Security,

he had learned a new phrase: ‘Evidence Comes from the Heart’…

It might sound similar to ‘Freedom of Heart’,

but there was a world of difference.

For example…

Once suspicion arises, you don’t need to worry about anything else—a quick A is enough.

Xiao Yu despised it when people showed off in front of him.

In the past, he might have lashed out verbally.

But now, he had grown up.

He was no longer the little boy his sister used to support…

A set of documents lay before him.

Pulling up a suspect’s past records right in front of them was a brutal blow.

For an ordinary person, it would either send them into a panic or leave them fuming.

Gan Shaomei remained unnervingly calm—eerily so.

Xiao Yu had a strange feeling.

Even if the Earth were to end in the next moment, Gan Shaomei wouldn’t flinch.

“Bachelor in Psychology, four years, Bachelor of Science?”

Xiao Yu read aloud slowly from the tablet: “Specializes in Management Psychology, Abnormal Psychology, Psychological Counseling and Therapy… Two years of internship, a professional certification as a psychological counselor at 24, passed specialized psychological evaluations… and then worked as an intern psychologist for six months at XX Hospital… At 25, moved to the XXXX Business Apartment Sales Center to become an ‘internal affairs’ officer?”

The documents nearly made him burst into laughter.

No way—are you sure you’re not kidding me?

A so-called ‘dual-certified’ talent, earning a six-figure salary as a psychologist, choosing not to work in the field.

Instead, he ends up at a sales center earning a monthly salary of 3,000.

Are you sure you’re not out of your mind?

Anyone with a normal brain wouldn’t act like this, would they?

“Is there a problem?”

After a brief pause, Gan Shaomei spoke slowly.

“No,” Xiao Yu shook his head.

These days, there were too many lunatics.

Just as he’d said before.

Even Brother Cong had become a sycophant—what couldn’t happen?

Throughout history, power dictated the rules.

Blabbering was utterly useless!

After reviewing all of Gan Shaomei’s personal records,

Xiao Yu summed it up in three words: Impeccable!

No shady records, no criminal history.

Clean as a whistle!

Sometimes, such suspects were the most difficult to handle.

When you had no evidence to prove their guilt,

you simply couldn’t do anything to them.

Gan Shaomei was well aware of this, relying on that very fact to show no fear.

The epitome of daredevil confidence!

She even casually glanced at her wristwatch.

Within the country, the maximum cooperation period with the police is 24 hours.

Without evidence, you have to release the suspect!

Though she said nothing, the way Gan Shaomei checked her watch told Xiao Yu: your time is running out.

“You’re here to stir up trouble, aren’t you…” Xiao Yu chuckled, “Don’t worry, there’s plenty of time.”

For the first time, a subtle, unusual expression flashed across Gan Shaomei’s face.

It was as if she couldn’t fathom where Xiao Yu’s confidence came from.

“Isn’t it strange, the way I put it?”

Xiao Yu looked at Gan Shaomei as if she were a complete idiot. “You shouldn’t have used hypnosis on Wu Jing.”

Gan Shaomei furrowed her brows once more.

She remembered that she had just mentioned finding something ‘abnormal’ with Wu Jing.

Is that why she was labeled the murderer?

“Don’t you get it?”

Xiao Yu spoke as if conversing with an old friend, “Someone once said that human psychology is the most complex thing in the world. Sometimes, it’s even more intricate than some sciences.”

“And then?”

Gan Shaomei stared at him, a hint of mockery flickering in her eyes.

“Ever heard of the law of cause and effect?”

Ignoring the taunting look, Xiao Yu laughed, “Nothing happens by chance. Every event has its cause.”

Gan Shaomei replied coolly, “Maybe when it comes to the laws of **… I know more than you.”

Damn, I just gave you another chance to show off… Xiao Yu muttered inwardly and then grinned, “Did Wu Jing see something? Is that why you hypnotized her?”

His calm demeanor seemed to freeze into a baffled expression on her face.

For an instant, Gan Shaomei’s very soul appeared to vanish.

She stood like a wooden dummy, staring blankly at Xiao Yu.

Pfft… Seeing her expression, Xiao Yu nearly covered his mouth.

No—he had to maintain his cool, aloof image!

“My sister once taught me something…”

Xiao Yu chuckled lightly, “When you’re riding high, you’re the easiest to see coming down.”

For instance, whenever he strutted his stuff in front of his sister to prove his manhood,

Mu Qingwu would quietly fetch a cup of hot water with a few ice cubes.

And then, Xiao Yu would break down in tears…

Stop showing off—if you show off, you’ll get struck by lightning.

That saying really hit the nail on the head!

“Did she see something she shouldn’t have?”

Xiao Yu smirked at the dazed Gan Shaomei, “By the way, do you have a boyfriend?”

Gan Shaomei snapped back to reality, her expression no longer calm.

A cold smile curled on her lips; she said nothing, her eyes turning as icy as daggers.

They sliced across Xiao Yu’s face like razor-sharp blades.

“I don’t know why,”

Xiao Yu continued to lock eyes with her, “but I can almost smell the scent of a domestic soap opera.”

If Gan Shaomei’s gaze was a knife, then his look was like a pair of lethal swords.

Sparks seemed to fly everywhere!

“Is that so?”

Gan Shaomei lowered her eyes.

It wasn’t that she feared Xiao Yu’s gaze,

but lowering her eyes helped conceal any fleeting microexpressions.

Impressive… Xiao Yu silently admired her.

Sometimes, you had to admit that women, in some aspects, were just as formidable as any man.

Whether it was intelligence, calmness, or ruthlessness.

In two lifetimes, Xiao Yu had never encountered a suspect as impenetrable as Gan Shaomei when it came to reading microexpressions.

To be fair, if we speak solely of psychological resilience, Gan Shaomei was probably the most formidable suspect Xiao Yu had ever met… bar none!

“Yeah,”

Xiao Yu finally regained his composure and looked at the head-bowed Gan Shaomei, “Originally, I thought the murderer was after property—or maybe revenge, or even something else. But now it seems none of that fits. In fact, it might all be about… emotion?!”

“Oh?” Gan Shaomei’s voice was as soft as ever, yet unwavering.

However, Xiao Yu noticed her left hand trembling ever so slightly.

Even though the tremor was well concealed, he caught it nonetheless.

Holy moly, is this really turning into a soap opera?

Wen

Xue