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白昼焚野
Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng
When Cheng Ye, a master's degree in personality psychology, put on his police uniform, no one expected that this young man would become the "key" to the mystery. Without the blessing of superpowers, his "weapon" is the psychological knowledge he has cultivated for many years - from the unconscious curling of the suspect's fingertips to the 0.5 Seconds when the witness's eyes dodge, the truth he is looking for is hidden. Some people ridiculed that "it's ridiculous to solve crimes by looking at their faces," but Cheng Ye refuted it with practical actions: in the serial theft case, he identified the suspect based on the paranoid details of the criminal's crime; in the hidden domestic violence case, he dug out the hidden truth from the victim's body language. The story does not have the thrill of cheating all the way, but only the solidity of peeling off the cocoon - the foreshadowing is hidden in the tea cup prints in the interrogation room, and the clues are buried in the casual catchphrase of the witness. If you follow Cheng Ye, you will find that the so-called "people can be judged by their appearance" is just that some people have their professionalism engraved in their bones and find an invisible shortcut for justice in a case full of mist.
When Cheng Ye, a master's degree in personality psychology, put on his police uniform, no one expected that this young man would become the "key" to the mystery. Without the blessing of superpowers, his "weapon" is the psychological knowledge he has cultivated for many years - from the unconscious curling of the suspect's fingertips to the 0.5 Seconds when the witness's eyes dodge, the truth he is looking for is hidden. Some people ridiculed that "it's ridiculous to solve crimes by looking at their faces," but Cheng Ye refuted it with practical actions: in the serial theft case, he identified the suspect based on the paranoid details of the criminal's crime; in the hidden domestic violence case, he dug out the hidden truth from the victim's body language. The story does not have the thrill of cheating all the way, but only the solidity of peeling off the cocoon - the foreshadowing is hidden in the tea cup prints in the interrogation room, and the clues are buried in the casual catchphrase of the witness. If you follow Cheng Ye, you will find that the so-called "people can be judged by their appearance" is just that some people have their professionalism engraved in their bones and find an invisible shortcut for justice in a case full of mist.