I was just telling a story, why is the whole internet urging me to turn myself in?

Inside the public office area, the heavy smell of smoke and black coffee mingled together, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Deputy Captain Liu Jianguo, along with several exhausted veteran criminal police officers, were gathered around a large screen, repeatedly playing a surveillance video with worried expressions.

"Something's not right, something's still not right." Liu Jianguo rubbed his bloodshot eyes irritably. "This driver named Zhao Qiang was the last person Young Master Wang contacted before he disappeared."

"But he nailed the timeline of the night of the incident, answering questions flawlessly; we couldn't find a single loophole!"

Shen Feng had just retrieved his broken phone with its shattered screen protector from the evidence department and was passing through the office area.

All he wanted to do now was to get out of there as soon as possible, go home, and use the one million the system had just given him to order the most luxurious fried chicken takeout to calm his nerves.

But just as his casual gaze swept across the screen—

In his mind, the passive skill [Micro-expression analysis] derived from [God-level Criminal Psychology] was like a super radar that had been activated, running wildly and uncontrollably!

In the video, the interrogator is sternly asking, "Where did Wang go after leaving the Midnight Bar at 5 PM on May 12th? As his personal attendant, why didn't you follow him?!"

In the video, Zhao Qiang has his head down, his voice trembling slightly: "Officer, I really don't know. The young master received a phone call, his face looked terrible, and he just said he wanted to drive to the western suburbs to clear his head. He thought I was annoying, so he kicked me out of the car..."

That's it!

He's lying.

A calm voice, yet imbued with a magnetic and penetrating quality thanks to the top-notch broadcasting style, suddenly rang out in the chaotic office area.

All the police officers froze instantly, turning their heads in unison to stare in astonishment at the "prime suspect" who had just been released from questioning.

"When a person is making a real visual memory, their eyes will unconsciously move to the upper left. But when he was recalling where the young master went that night, his gaze shifted to the lower right corner three times in a subtle way."

With one hand in his pocket, Shen Feng casually tapped the screen with his long, slender fingers: "In behavioral psychology, the downward shift to the lower right represents internal dialogue, which is a subconscious manifestation of extreme guilt and deliberate concealment."

"Not only that." Shen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. "Look closely, half a second before he said 'get off the bus,' his Adam's apple made an extremely fast and minute swallowing motion."

"At the same time, his right index finger unconsciously rubbed the tip of his nose."

"Swallowing indicates abnormal saliva production due to extreme tension. Touching the tip of the nose is because when a person lies, the sudden rise in blood pressure causes the capillaries in the nasal cavity to dilate and itch. This is the most typical and the most difficult stress response to fake."

"In conclusion, he concealed crucial facts at key moments on the night of the incident. Furthermore…"

Shen Feng paused slightly before dropping the final bombshell: "He not only knew where your young master Wang had gone, but he was also very likely involved in disposing of the body himself."

Su Qing happened to walk over from the end of the corridor and heard every word of Shen Feng's "textbook-level psychological profiling" statement.

"Technician!" Su Qing's eyes twitched violently as she shouted sharply, rushing to the large screen. "Immediately slow down that video recording by five times the frame rate! Play it back for comparison!"

"Yes, yes!"

The technician frantically manipulated the mouse, dragging the recording back to the critical point and starting a 0.2x extremely slow playback.

At that moment, the entire office area fell silent. All the veteran detectives held their breath, staring intently at Zhao Qiang's magnified face on the screen.

The scene shows the moment the interrogator asked that question.

In 0.2x slow motion, Zhao Qiang's eyeballs did indeed subtly rotate to the lower right three times!

Immediately afterward, half a second before he opened his mouth to answer, his Adam's apple clearly moved up and down!

At the same time, the hand that had been resting on his knee was quickly raised and brushed against the tip of his nose in an extremely unnatural way!

Three tiny flaws in the limbs, almost invisible to the naked eye at normal speed, are exposed in slow motion!

All correct!

Absolutely perfect! So precise it's like a psychological anatomy diagram cut open with a scalpel!

"hiss--"

Liu Jianguo gasped, feeling a chill run from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, raising goosebumps all over his body.

Is this even visible to the human eye?!

These veteran detectives, who had been working for over a decade, had spent three sleepless nights reviewing the case dozens of times without noticing the minute flaw, and this kid just glanced at it as he passed by and saw right through it?!

What kind of divine insight is this?! What kind of abnormal psychological expertise does this require?!

At this moment, Shen Feng felt a sudden shiver run down his spine as he saw everyone in the police station staring at him with eyes that seemed to say "I've seen a ghost."

Holy crap! How did this stupid passive skill activate again on its own?!

Why meddle in other people's business? What if these policemen think they know too much and change their minds, then detain and interrogate me again?!

Retreat! We must retreat immediately!

Shen Feng suppressed his inner panic. Under the cover of his passive aura, he didn't linger or utter a single unnecessary word.

"Officers, it's late, take care of yourselves. No need to see us off."

With his back to the crowd, he casually waved. Under the scrutiny of dozens of incredibly complex gazes, Shen Feng nonchalantly pushed open the glass door of the police station and strolled into the night sky of Jiangzhou.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

The office area remained deathly silent.

It wasn't until Shen Feng's figure completely disappeared at the end of the street that Su Qing slowly came back to her senses. Her palms were already clenched with cold sweat.

She stared at the frozen micro-expressions on the screen, then fixed her gaze on the direction Shen Feng had left in.

She got it.

His seemingly casual guidance just now was not a kind act of help at all!

He's showing off his skills!

He was using this extremely arrogant and subversive approach to blatantly demonstrate his terrifying criminal profiling ability to the Jiangzhou police!

He was mocking the incompetence of the entire criminal investigation team, declaring that he had completely taken control of this cat-and-mouse game!

"Master...this kid is definitely a high-IQ madman at the top of the crime chain!" Liu Jianguo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he said, "Captain Su, what do we do now? Just let this time bomb go back?"

"Should we keep him here instead of letting him go back? He has an impeccable alibi now." Su Qing suddenly turned around, her beautiful face revealing an extremely sharp murderous aura, but deep in her eyes, a fervent passion for meeting a worthy opponent ignited.

"Immediately reset the interrogation strategy! Focusing on these three micro-expression flaws, bring Zhao Qiang out tonight and launch a second round of psychological assault! Even if we have to pry open his teeth, we must dig out the clues to the real culprit!"

After saying that, Su Qing slammed her hand heavily on the desk and turned to stare at Old Li, the cyber police officer.

"Old Li!"

"arrive!"

"Immediately monitor all of Shen Feng's online activities! Especially his live streams, record and monitor them 24/7!"

Su Qing sneered, her voice carrying a chilling sense of desperation: "Now that this 'criminal mentor' has been released on bail, he'll definitely return to his lair and continue that astonishing 'show-off livestream'!"

"I want to see just how many tricks he has up his sleeve in the 'Sheep Without a Shepherd' script he tailored for that mysterious real killer, waiting to slap the police in the face!"