The pungent smell of sweaty feet permeated the air and became stronger.
Chen Chao's left foot shoe is like a perpetual motion machine, continuously creating a steady stream of athlete's foot.
The detained criminals are better, and the smell on their bodies is not so clean, but they can barely endure.
However, as a cleanliness + slight cleanliness policewoman, Wang Yan felt that the smell in the air flowed through the nostrils and throat, and penetrated into the stomach and intestines all the way unimpeded.
Wang Yan needs to thank the police for taking away her bag of buns, otherwise, the image she created in the bureau through two months of hard work will collapse into a mess today.
Wang Yan covered her belly and swallowed the acid water from her throat and eyes, her tongue pressed against her teeth, and there were gleams of saliva flowing out of the gaps between her sharp little tiger teeth.
Suck~
The saliva was recovered from the gap between the teeth. Wang Yan took out a wet tissue from the bag and wiped his lips, then opened his mouth again to wipe off the acid water stuck on the teeth.
"This man is poisonous!"
Wang Yan had a preliminary understanding of Chen Chao. She threw the contaminated wet tissues into the trash can, and quickly walked out of the murderous look at her feet, and glared at Chen Chao through the iron fence.
"Give me the shoes!"
Wang Yan looked at the basketball shoe that was almost soaked in water, and her face turned pale.
"Here you? Why do you give it to you?"
Chen Chao looked at Wang Yan with a smile, the soles of his feet were still rubbing back and forth on the ground, "Human adaptability is really strong, just now I was vomiting, and now I want to grab my basketball shoes."
"The air has been polluted. With such a heavy athlete's foot, your shoes are nourished with bacteria. I will help you disinfect them." Wang Yan put his hand in through the iron bar.
"You obviously want to throw it in the trash can, hey~"
Chen Chao could see at a glance what horrible idea the policewoman was fighting in front of him, he wouldn't be fooled like that.
"If you dislike my smelly shoes, just say it, why bother to make mistakes."
Chen Chao unscrewed the sweat from the upper, put it back on his foot, and tightened the laces.
The source of the poisonous gas was sealed off, and the smell in the air eased. Chen Chao walked to the iron fence, held the policewoman's palm, and smiled, "You should be a police officer who hasn't been in office for a long time. When we first met, I was Chen Chao. , By the way, to remind you, don’t just walk your hand along the iron fence into the detention room. This is very dangerous."
Wang Yan's expression was over again, and he violently pulled his palm back.
"Don't be so nervous, I'm not a vicious criminal, just a novelist who comes to find inspiration." Chen Chao pierced the iron fence with the palm of his hand.
Wang Yan's pupils shrank abruptly, and her feet moved back halfway. She raised her hands in a ready-to-grab position, and put one on Chen Chao's wrist.
"Are there any wet tissues? Give me one." The voice came slowly after a half beat.
Wang Yan froze in her hand. She hesitated for two seconds before pulling out two more wet tissues from her bag, one was handed to Chen Chao, and the other was held in her hand and wiped her hands vigorously.
Chen Chao slowly dried his palms, leaning half of his body on the iron bars, leaning towards the surveillance probe in the corridor, and grinning: "I guess that old policeman must have been watching the surveillance all the time, eh... and then Counting the time now, I am afraid I am reading my novel word by word."
"Why is it so troublesome? Could it be that it's impossible to find a living corpse from the novel? I'm so sorry, I haven't written there yet."
Chen Chao wrapped the wet tissues on his hands around the iron fence, and tied them into a deadlock: "Fictions and lies are essentially the same. They are mixed with nine truths and one false. People can't distinguish between true and false, and the more they want to untie it, the easier it is to become a dead knot."
Wang Yan stared at Chen Chao. At this moment, Chen Chao seemed to be different from what he was just now. He was vulgar and nasty, but now he exudes a wise and confident aura.
Even though he still has the smell of sweat on his body, and the collocation of clothes is funny and weird, it is still difficult to conceal his paranoia and arrogance.
"Is this guy split in personality?!!!"
A terrifying thought came to Wang Yan's heart, and then she saw Chen Chao staring directly at herself.
"I have promised to tell him another version of the story, but he hasn't come to ask me because he thinks the novel I wrote is more fascinating?"
Chen Chao's eyes lit up. "Strictly speaking, he is the first reader of this book. Can you help me investigate reader feedback?"
Xia Nannan is not the first reader in a pure sense. Her main identity is still a direct participant in the story.
Wang Yan carefully observed the changes in the subtle expressions on Chen Chao's face, using the knowledge of psychology to quickly figure out and analyze it inwardly, "He is very sure, Deng Bin is reading his novel."
"This shows that he has been calculating time since he came in, and he has his own deduction simulation of the pace of the progress of things. If he predicts correctly, it means..."
Wang Yan remembered that when she came to the detention room, she noticed that Deng Bin got up and stood next to the printer, so was Deng Bin printing Chen Chao's novels at the time
"Chen Chao's prediction is correct, which means that Chen Chao has figured out Deng Bin's psychological and behavioral patterns, so that he can substitute Deng Bin into the event deduction and make such a precise judgment on his behavior."
Wang Yan met Chen Chao's eyes, and her heart felt a little chill, "Also, since I just came in, all his behaviors and psychology have been affected by him. This person... is very good at contemplating and controlling other people's behaviors!"
"By the way, his career is a novelist!"
"Is he using others as his own characters to figure out the characters and plot the plot?!!!"
"Can a novelist do this?"
"This can no longer be simply called an occupational disease. It has reached a heinously morbid state!"
In psychology, this kind of person is very rare, generally possessing rigorous and terrifying thinking, as well as extremely arrogant and paranoid about their professional field.
In layman's terms, ordinary people regard this kind of person as a different kind. Of course, they may be more familiar with a different vocabulary, which is called "genius" or "lunatic"!
From the brief contact, Wang Yan felt that Chen Chao seemed to possess the above characteristics.
And this kind of human behavior pattern cannot be reversely analyzed using ordinary human logic.
Because they usually have a set of logic systems that are very different from ordinary people, which are incomprehensible from ordinary people's eyes, and their perception of the world is different from universal values; and most importantly, their own behavior-driven psychological motivations It is also completely different from ordinary people.
"I think Deng Bin didn't want to read your novels, or he just didn't believe what you said, after all~"
Wang Yan's speech dragged off a bit, and after attracting Chen Chao's attention, he tentatively catered to: "The novelist's mouth is a deceitful ghost!! I think this is because of his respect and praise for your abilities. ,What do you think!"
ps: Today I was delayed because of the lock picking. It feels like ** took me to watch the surveillance video. I have been watching the video in the door of the community unit and the garage to identify the suspect. . . . . Just now I entered the house, I feel that things can come to an end,