Uncle Lin’s na was Lin Xudong, and he was the captain of the criminal investigation departnt of the city public security bureau.
As a cop, especially one involved in criminal investigation, his work was incredibly busy. Forget normal holidays, extra shifts every other day were a common occurrence. When on an assignnt, it was normal to not go ho for a week straight.
Lin Xudong hardly spent any ti at ho and his daughter was primarily cared for by Zhao Hongjuan. He felt sowhat guilty about this. As the saying goes - daughters are a father’s cotton-padded coat close to their hearts. One could imagine how indulgent he was of Lin Xiaoqing.
When he heard that his daughter had invited classmates over to their house and he happened to have a rare day off, he simply drove the car to the school gate to pick them up.
Lin Xudong knew Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi had been on TV a few tis, beca a celebrity in the high school circle in Zhengyang, and was a classmate with Lin Xiaoqing. His wife Zhao Hongjuan had also ntioned him a few tis.
Lately, whenever Lin Xiaoqing ca ho and talked about school, Zhao Yi’s na would occasionally co up.
After Lin Xudong got Zhao Yi into the car, he asked about the ti of the English exam and was surprised by how early he had finished his paper. "There was still half an hour left?"
"The exam ended at four."
Lin Xudong curiously eyed Zhao Yi. "You finished the paper quite early? I’ve heard your grades aren’t bad, so why not take the exam seriously?"
He didn’t know much about high school exams, but finishing an hour early was rather unimaginable to him. It seed like the answers had been filled at random.
Zhao Yi shook his head. "But, I’d finished everything."
"How much do you think you will score?"
"Probably over one hundred and forty points."
Lin Xudong was rendered speechless. The other party finished an hour early and claid a score of 140?
That’s so heavy bragging.
Lin Xudong gave up talking and simply pulled out a book to read.
Zhao Yi glanced over and couldn’t resist asking, "’Criminal Psychology’? Is this book useful?"
"Every book is useful."
Lin Xudong raised his head and patted the book cover, laughing as he said, "Don’t think that just because I’m in my forties I don’t need to read. Reading helps acquire knowledge and perspectives. I’ve learned quite a bit from this book ’Criminal Psychology’."
"What did you learn?"
"For example, you."
Lin Xudong’s gaze beca serious as he stared at Zhao Yi. "When you saw earlier, you were clearly surprised, and even seed slightly fearful, worried, right?"
Zhao Yi nodded insincerely.
Isn’t this obvious?
Any person being asked to get in a police car would be worried, right?
Lin Xudong continued, "Also, when you stated that you could score over a hundred and forty points, not only did your facial expression not change, your blinking rate didn’t either. From this I can deduce, you don’t really care about your exam scores."
"But this is normal as well. The internet calls you a genius hacker; getting into a good university should be no problem for you."
Zhao Yi vehently nodded. "Uncle Lin, your deduction is great."
Lin Xudong couldn’t help but laugh.
Zhao Yi said earnestly, "Actually, I also know a bit of psychology."
"You do?"
Lin Xudong, with a smile on his face, continued the conversation. "Then let’s hear it. Let’s see what this genius hacker has to say."
Zhao Yi thought carefully before saying, "Let’s do this. I will na a person, and you have to visualize that person in your mind. Also, think of a number within ten."
"Interesting."
Lin Xudong was intrigued and said, "Go ahead."
"Let’s take Lin Xiaoqing!"
As Zhao Yi spoke, he picked up a pen and paper lying next to his seat and handed it to Lin Xudong as he continued, "Jot down your number on the paper but don’t let see it."
"A magic trick?"
Lin Xudong took the pen and paper and wrote down a number.
Zhao Yi held up his head high, showing he hadn’t looked, then took the paper, folded it a few tis and looked into Lin Xudong’s eyes. "The number you just wrote is three... no, it’s seven! Right? It’s definitely seven!"
Zhao Yi confidently unfolded the paper and indeed, the number written on it was seven.
Lin Xudong was completely taken aback and asked interestedly, "How did you guess it?"
"As I said, I know psychology!"
"Did you read it in my eyes?"
Lin Xudong began to deduce, "You first said three, then suddenly changed it to seven. My gaze, expression... let’s do it again."
"Sure."
Zhao Yi handed the paper back and said chuckling, "Let’s say... Aunt Zhao. They are people close to you."
Lin Xudong didn’t take the paper, instead he took out a notebook, tore off a new sheet, and wrote down a number while concealing the paper with his body.
This ti, he folded the paper himself before handing it over to Zhao Yi.
While focusing on Lin Xudong’s eyes, Zhao Yi said with a smile, "It’s one... no, it’s two, right? It’s definitely two!"
He seed surer with every word.
Lin Xudong took a deep breath, still thinking about Zhao Yi’s reasoning while murmuring to himself, "Does it have sothing to do with how well he knows them? Seven is Xiaoqing’s birth month, two is Hongjuan’s birth month... How does he know about Hongjuan’s birth month?"
"Let’s make a deal!"
"Can I think of soone by myself?"
Zhao Yi laughed, "Sure, but you have to give a short introduction about them, like their age, profession, and so on."
"Sure!"
Lin Xudong nad a colleague from his investigation team. He was certain that Zhao Yi didn’t know him, but Zhao Yi still guessed the number easily.
"One!"
"Let’s do it again!"
"Five!"
"How did you guess? Tell Uncle how you did it!" Lin Xudong’s curiosity had been piqued.
Zhao Yi replied with one sentence, "As I said. Psychology."
"Do it again!"
"No problem!"
When Lin Xiaoqing, Gao Yuan, and Sun Liang approached the car, they saw Lin Xudong curiously questioning Zhao Yi.
"How did you guess?"
"Tell !"
"Master Zhao Yi, please do tell us. After all, you and our Xiaoqing are classmates, right? You even share adjacent desks!"
"Don’t start pulling rank!"
Zhao Yi nonchalantly waved his hand, "This is psychology, learning or knowledge. You won’t learn it no matter whom you know."
Lin Xiaoqing, looking slightly confused, asked as she peered through the car window, "Dad, what are you guys doing?"
"Xiaoqing, you’re done with the exam?"
Lin Xudong, not having the heart to ask again, got out of his car, put his bicycle in the back of the car, and sat in the driver’s seat with questions running around in his head.
It was ti to get in and drive.
In the backseat.
Lin Xiaoqing leaned forward, close to Zhao Yi on the passenger seat, and said sarcastically, "Zhao Yi, you finished the paper so early again. This ti, don’t score full marks, okay?"
Sun Liang could only sigh, "Zhao Yi scored forty points more than on English alone!"
Gao Yuan said a little enviously, "I don’t even want to stay with you guys anymore. All of you study so well."
"Hehe."
Sun Liang rubbed his head, having been praised.
On the front driver seat, Lin Xudong, who was listening to their conversation, suddenly realized sothing, giving Zhao Yi a hard stare.
This cheeky kid had praised , but turned out to be...
Hoodwinking !
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