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Chapter 451 A Different Kind of "Thirty Thousand Yuan" [Two Chapters Combined, 4,000 words]

Why is "30,000 yuan" repeated repeatedly?
Judge Meng and others didn't even give this question much thought.

Similar situations have occurred in their past work experiences.

Exaggerating the amount of their fines and exaggerating their misfortunes in order to gain sympathy—this is a common practice among defendants of all kinds.

Even if Nan Zhuren points out Wang Laotai's behavior at this moment, Judge Meng and the others don't care much.

There are too many, and they know each other too well.

When you're so familiar with something that your thinking just follows the flow of inertia, an answer will pop up like a conditioned reflex.

So much so that they don't even consider: are there other possibilities?
Although Chonghui and Xiatian initially thought so too, after Nan Zhuren brought it up, they immediately began to try to think about the reasons behind it.

The former captures the psychological principle implied in Nan Zhuren's words, while the latter is because—Teacher Nan must have his reasons for saying that!

Only Mo Kai, after writing down Nan Zhuren's words using shorthand techniques, looked left and right, completely baffled.

"A junior leader..." Old Mrs. Wang was about to say something.

Nan Zhuren interrupted him directly.

“This is the first interesting point,” Nan Zhuren repeated clearly.

This is essentially putting pressure on Old Lady Wang again through repetition.

It was also a way of clarifying the thoughts for everyone listening.

Then, Nan Zhuren held up a second finger: "There's a second interesting point."

"Before meeting you, I heard some things about your past behavior."

Even at this point, Nan Zhuren still politely used honorifics when addressing people.

“When you came to the court to petition before, although it wasn’t easy to ‘communicate’ with you and it took up a lot of the staff’s time,” Nan Zhuren said, as if recalling the past, “you were always quiet and didn’t make a scene.”

"But today, you actually knelt down right at the gate, crying and wailing..."

When a person breaks away from their established behavioral patterns, there must be some special motivation behind it that goes beyond the established rules.

"Why this change?" Nan Zhuren murmured to himself, as if he were interrogating someone.

After hearing this.

Judge Meng and his colleagues' eyes finally lit up.

Yes, Old Lady Wang's behavior today is abnormal!

It can only be said that there have been far too many cases in the past where defendants or parties have caused trouble by refusing to comply with judgments.

On the contrary, it seemed that Old Lady Wang, who was usually so "well-behaved" and only knew how to complain to others, was not so normal.

Today, however, with Old Lady Wang crying and kneeling at the door, it seemed as if she had "returned to normal" for a moment.

Even Judge Meng and his colleagues didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the situation.

But now that Nan Zhuren has pointed it out, they can't help but start thinking—

what is this?
……

The ability to elicit answers to open-ended questions through micro-expression analysis is almost at the level of mind reading.

Fortunately, the existing direction is sufficient for Nan Zhuren to use the ability of [micro-expression analysis] to gradually narrow down the scope through closed-ended questions.

Nan Zhuren looked into Old Lady Wang's eyes.

While Nan Zhuren was asking questions, Old Lady Wang kept her mouth open and breathing heavily, while raising her arms and shaking her hands.

His face looked like he was "so anxious he couldn't catch his breath".

After finally catching her breath, she said haltingly, "Young leader, you...you can't say things like that. I'm an old man, I..."

[Pupils dilate, upper eyelids lift.]

[The lips are tightened, and the jawline trembles slightly.]

There wasn't much to discern, but—there was [fear], and also a suppression of the [urge to defend oneself].

“Very good.” Nan Zhuren, impatient with Old Lady Wang’s words, interrupted, “Both of the points I’ve discovered are indeed very interesting. Let’s start by verifying the second, more troublesome point—”

"Auntie, you've actually been planning to make a scene here to further reduce your punishment, haven't you? — Yes."

“Those restrained behaviors of the past were actually the result of deliberately controlling myself, right? — Yes.”

"But at the same time, Auntie, you also know that making a scene at the court like today won't get you anywhere; you might even get punished, right?"

"--right!"

Nan Zhuren exclaimed, "Auntie, you're very shrewd!"

Summer's brows furrowed suddenly.

Xia Tian and her friends had always assumed that the old woman in front of them was someone who didn't understand the law and wasn't very educated.

They consistently set aside time each day to visit Grandma Wang, partly because of the nature of their work, which prevented them from refusing to go;

On the other hand, they do indeed have some compassion and a sense of professional mission, thinking that they should educate the elderly who do not understand the law, and at the same time provide appropriate humanistic care for the elderly who encounter difficulties in life due to their lack of education.

Now it seems that Old Lady Wang was simply walking them around like dogs!
It's not just a matter of "pretending to be ignorant," they might even be plotting against them!

Xia Tian looked at Nan Zhuren eagerly, hoping that Teacher Nan could deduce the answer as soon as possible.

And Nan Zhuren already had most of the information he needed for his reasoning.

The young consultant paused to think: "Based on the information just now, in other words, Auntie, your usual behavior is simply like a deadbeat, wasting the staff's time while waiting for an 'opportunity'."

"And your sudden change today is because you feel that you can get everything you want in one go, so it doesn't matter how outrageous it is, right?"

"Very good—yes."

Nan Zhuren nodded in satisfaction.

"So what do you want?"

This is another open-ended question.

However, Nan Zhuren had already guessed the direction of this problem.

At this point, we need to return to the "first interesting" place before Nan Zhuren.

……

Thirty thousand yuan.

Nan Zhuren suddenly said.

Following those words, Nan Zhuren suddenly took a step forward.

Under the astonished gazes of Judge Meng and the others, Nan Zhuren's face came so close that it was only two palms' width away from the old man.

He then repeated, "Thirty thousand yuan."

This is not a question, but a statement.

"—Ah!"

After a full two breaths, Grandma Wang cried out in surprise, leaning back sharply and clutching her chest with her right hand.

"Young leader, you—" Before she could finish speaking, Nan Zhuren interrupted Wang Laotai once again.

“Very good, I guessed right again, your goal is ‘30,000 yuan’.”

"After I exposed your scheme, you felt a sense of fear. But because you wanted to pretend I was wrong, you had to control your emotions."

“In this situation, if I suddenly approach you without warning, your startled reaction will be delayed because of this habitual self-restraint.”

Grandma Wang's reaction was delayed far too much this time, even Mo Kai could see it.

After confirming Nan Zhuren's account point by point, the answer became obvious—

Old Mrs. Wang was after this "30,000 yuan".

But this is far from over.

"Of course, my purpose in suddenly approaching you wasn't just to scare you."

Nan Zhuren shrugged: "It's really too difficult to observe the micro-expressions of the elderly. Even I have to get close to see them clearly."

"—I almost thought I was seeing things from a distance."

Nan Zhuren extended his right finger and drew a circle on the old woman's face in the air.

State the results of your verification.

"Even if it's the same person 'concerned about 30,000 yuan,' the reasons for their concern are different, and therefore their expressions may be different."

"If it's because they can't bear to part with it, or because they want to avoid the 30,000 yuan punishment, then the corresponding emotion should be a kind of defensive expectation."

"You should exhibit the 'anxiety' of 'inner brow depression' and the 'anxiety' of 'pupil dilation and varicosity'."

"When you mention this word, or even just hear it, you should feel pressured and your nostrils should twitch inwards, and your tongue should press against the roof of your mouth."

"Or, you might have 'tight nasolabial folds above the lip,' 'a slight biting of the lower lip,' 'a slightly forward-protruding chin,' etc..."

Nan Zhuren added very meticulously: "After I just mentioned '30,000 yuan,' you should have shown at least two, or even three, of these reactions to correspond to this defensive 'expectation' and demonstrate your hope that you 'don't want to lose 30,000 yuan.'"

At this point, Judge Meng's adjutant seemed to have lost all understanding.

He paused, seemingly muttering to himself, before becoming more precise: "It's not thirty thousand yuan, it's twenty-eight thousand yuan, and it's already been reduced through mediation..."

However, no one paid any attention to him at the moment. Nan Zhuren's rapid and urgent speech attracted everyone's attention, making them unable to hear anything else.

Nan Zhuren said, "But if you are not afraid of losing that 30,000 yuan, but '30,000 yuan' is the purpose of your actions today, then the conclusion is very interesting."

His finger remained circling in mid-air, but to Old Lady Wang, it seemed no longer to be a finger, but a sharp knife, a hot gun barrel.

Grandma Wang instinctively tried to lean back, but she had already leaned against the back of the chair and there was no way to avoid it.

"After I said 'thirty thousand yuan,' the outer corner of your eyebrow rose, which indicates a kind of [joy];"

"Your pupils are continuously dilated, which is a form of [excitement] manifested as focusing."

"Your lips are slightly parted, your nasolabial folds have deepened, and the relaxation of your neck has caused your chin to recede..."

"In summary," Nan Zhuren concluded, "these all represent a drive for advancement!"

"You're not 'hoping to have the 30,000 yuan penalty reduced,' but rather 'hoping to earn an extra 30,000 yuan!'"

The sound was deafening.

Those nearby were completely bewildered.

The earlier parts were alright, but the various lists and analyses of micro-expressions gave a kind of euphoric feeling of knowledge being forcibly implanted into the brain.

Even if you don't remember anything in the end, you'll still feel a sense of satisfaction, like you've learned something.

But in the end, Nan Zhuren concluded that Old Lady Wang had a chance to earn 30,000 yuan.

This made it difficult for most people to understand.

How can someone make 30,000 yuan by causing a scene in court?
Judge Meng was only slightly confused for a moment, then his expression quickly turned ugly, as if he had anticipated something.

next second.

"—Ouch, ouch, ouch—"

Before anyone could react, Old Lady Wang pointed tremblingly at Nan Zhuren, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Then--

"Ouch!"

Her body suddenly stopped in mid-air, then slammed hard onto the table, her eyes tightly shut.

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Why are the court officials treating Old Lady Wang so cautiously? What are they afraid of?
Isn't this exactly the situation right now?

Even if an octogenarian is in the right in court, she may still be unable to explain herself if something unexpected happens!
The only saving grace is that this is inside the reception room.

The adjutant reacted quickly, instinctively shouting, "Old lady!"

He then lunged forward, seemingly unconsciously dragging the camera stand next to him, causing the running camera to crash to the ground with a "thud".

The interns also helped the old lady, pinching her philtrum and unbuttoning her clothes.

The old woman was stiff all over, her right hand gripping her left arm tightly, her left hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, and her eyes closed.

"--Um?"

Chonghui was initially a little nervous, but upon seeing this, he blinked and looked at Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren, on the other hand, was completely relaxed. He went up and patted the nervous Xia Tian, ​​gesturing for the girl to move aside slightly.

He then tried to pry open Grandma Wang's arm, but couldn't budge it; he then poked Grandma Wang's clenched left fist and felt that her fist was not tight and her palm was slightly damp.

Finally, he pried open Old Lady Wang's eyelids and took a look.

He shrugged, turned to Judge Meng, and said, "Don't worry, it's all an act."

Judge Meng held his breath, gritted his teeth upon hearing this, and seemed to relax, but he was not entirely trusting.

“Continue,” Judge Meng said.

“…Huh?” Nan Zhuren blinked, then said, “If it were a normally unconscious old man, he wouldn’t have ‘slammed heavily onto the table’ like that in the beginning, but rather…”

"No," Judge Meng interrupted, "You haven't finished explaining Wang Xiufen's purpose today."

"You're saying she can 'earn 30,000 yuan' today?"

"Is there any substantial proof, and how did she earn 30,000 yuan?"

Nan Zhuren blinked.

"If we're talking about 'proof'..."

Nan Zhuren examined Old Lady Wang's body.

He then reached out, but seemed hesitant and somewhat disgusted.

So he pointed to Old Lady Wang's left arm, which was tightly wrapped around her right arm and pressed against her body, and said to Judge Meng's deputy, "Excuse me, there should be a recording pen or a cell phone recording something under that arm. Could you please take it out?"

Upon hearing this, the deputy's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)