Chapter 99 I am your father (please subscribe, the sixth update)

The next day, Chen Fan held a toothbrush, looked at Zhang Xinyu standing at the door, and said:"What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"You guys were there last night, right?"

"She cried all night last night."

"Are you a human?"

"Tsk, after that thing came out of your brain, you have nothing else? By the way, have you forgotten that I can see the secrets in people's hearts?"

After saying this, Zhang Xinyu shut up instantly, looking at Chen Fan embarrassedly, and was embarrassed.

Chen Fan left directly.

Song Zuer was lying on the ground with her clothes intact and had fallen asleep.

After asking around, Zhang Xinyu found out that last night, Chen Fan used a magic trick to let his mother talk to him.

As for whether it is true or not, no one will care whether it is true or not. As long as it works, it is fine. If everything has to be explained clearly, it will only make things more difficult and tiring. When

Chen Fan arrived at the cafeteria, he saw Old Song holding a knife. Without saying a word, he ran away.

Unfortunately, Old Song was watching more strictly and stabbed Chen Fan at once, saying,"My daughter didn't come home last night. You kid, you'd better give me a good explanation."

"I said I was a shaman, do you believe me?》?"

"What? You really can?"

"Do you really believe it?"

"I believe it. My daughter is so pretty. You can get up so early in the morning. You definitely didn't have sex with my daughter. I'm not exaggerating. If anyone is with my daughter, who would be willing to get out of bed?"

Chen Fan was speechless. My goodness, your logic as a father is really powerful.

Here, Old Song looked at Chen Fan and said,"Can you really perform shamanism?"

"Do you think your idea is reliable?"

Old Song became alert instantly and said,"Damn, it's disgusting. I'm sorry, I can't do it. No matter whether you can do it or not, you should talk to my daughter and don't look for me."

At this time, the live broadcast just recorded this scene, and everyone in the live broadcast room laughed numbly

"I laughed my ass off. Wow, is it so direct? I thought of that scene"

"Lao Song held Chen Fan's hand and said,"Honey, haha ..."

"I almost ate my toothpaste while laughing. Damn it, how can these people be like this?"

"I like it very much, I really like it, it's so fun."

21 Lao Liu led the students into the office and gave each of them a notebook.

"Today, you will start to analyze and organize forensic cases on your own. This notebook will accompany you from now on until the end of the program."

The four people nodded firmly.

"Forensic doctor, remember, apart from the autopsy, the most difficult time is now. Among forensic doctors, autopsy is often the simplest. Someone here will give you some old cases, and you also need to sort out these cases for me."

Several people understood that this was considered to be a real operation on their own, and they could not form a team.

Because when they really arrived at the place to work, they could only handle it by themselves, but until now, no one knew who Lao Liu would keep to work in his unit.

Is it Qu Yiling, who came from behind, or the likable Xiang Qinqin?

After arranging these four people, Lao Liu gave Chen Fan a notebook and said,"A notebook is something that every forensic doctor needs to have. You have to understand this."

Chen Fan was speechless and said,"I don't think I need this thing. I feel that the experience I wrote is not very good."

"It's okay, just write it. Qin Ming himself has a notebook with him. Otherwise, how could he write books over the years? Isn't it because the notebook records his daily life?"

Chen Fan took it in his hand. This seems to have become a tradition.

Lao Song took out a fingerprint and said,"Can this be compared?"

Lao Liu looked at the fingerprint and said,"You expect me to compare this fingerprint? The machine doesn't work. Do you think I can do it?"

Chen Fan took a look and said,"Brother, this fingerprint is broken into this shape, how can I compare it."

Lao Song was helpless and said,"Then what should we do? This case only lacks such a clue."

Lao Liu wrote a letter of introduction and said,"Here you go, take it and go find the hand. This guy is so idle now. This person is the most suitable."

"Aren't all the hands retired?"

"It was the machine that defeated the hand, not the person. What are you thinking? The hand still works. Chen Fan, you follow him.,"

Chen Fan was speechless and could only follow him. He naturally understood that if he went there, he would also bring the audience with him, and the purpose of doing so was to give this hand more traffic. To take care of the hand's business or something.

In the car, Lao Song drove, Zhang Tianxiong sat in the back seat, and Zhang Xinyu sat on the side.

"I have been in the observation room and feel so bored, so I want to come out and get some fresh air."

"Do you want to get some fresh air? I am embarrassed to tell you that you just want to follow me."

"You discovered all this?"

Well, Zhang Xinyu changed her tactics and came up with a direct answer.

Chen Fan shut up instantly.

Old Song explained: In the early years, there were no fingerprint matching machines in China. At that time, everyone could only rely on experience to solve the problem. At this time, some strange people were born.

"These people's eyes are more powerful than machines. Shouzi is specialized in investigating this kind of thing. There is no fingerprint that Shouzi can't find. It's just that after the machines came, Shouzi retired."

Old Song coughed and said,"Well, yes, your teacher asked you to come, not to give Shouzi traffic, but actually to let you meet with Shouzi."

"My master wants to find someone to beat me up, right?"

"Don't worry, Shouzi is a very good person."

When several people arrived at the entrance of the photo studio, they saw an old man holding a stick and said,"Get out of here, get out of here, Chen Fan, if I see you again, I will beat you once."

The photographer stood aside speechlessly, while the audience watched the excitement happily.

Chen Fan laughed, then walked in front of Shouzi, lowered his head and raised his head.

Shouzi was stunned for a moment.

No, is this how you do the shaman dance? If you use it this way, the system that gives you the skills will almost be pissed off to death.

Shouzi was startled, and when he was about to call dad, he found that Chen Fan began to divert his attention.

Shouzi knew that this kid was fooling him.

"You kid, you really know some crooked ways, there's something, there's something, okay, come in, let me take a look."

Several people walked in.

Shouzi took the photo, compared it, and said:"Well, your fingerprint is indeed a bit broken, but it's not impossible to find it."

"Generally, the points I give to fingerprints are marked with musical notes. You set the direction to eight to ten points, or more, right?"

Chen Fan said:"In fact, six or seven are enough. After all, the probability of the same is too low. Such a small probability thing is not considered."

"Well, forensics is indeed a science, your idea is right, but it won't work in court. You still have to find eight or ten points, but I always look for seven points."

Chen Fan stood aside and listened quietly.

The old man was like a teacher, telling his skills exactly as they were.

"Do you know how to complete fingerprints?"

Chen Fan said jokingly,"Forget it, that thing, how can it be possible"

"Look at you, didn't you just start talking about big data?"

Chen Fan put away his previous smile, sat down quietly, and watched the old man's operation.

Holding the paper, he began to draw along the line little by little.

It was like drawing a music score.

When the old man was almost done, he opened the fingerprints that had been taken before.

"Well, this person."

Lao Song looked at the fingerprint and quickly called the bureau. The bureau informed them that this person had gone to the train station.

Wow, he is planning to run away.

Shouzi said on the side:"Which train station did he go to?"

"East Station"

"It's simple. Just call Hawkeye at the East Station and send the photo over. Then you can be hungry."

Old Song patted his head and said,"Look at my memory. Hawkeye is really the best."

The hand looked at Chen Fan and said,"Do you understand?" (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

"I can get a general idea of it. How many fingerprints have you seen?"

"There are tens of thousands of copies, right? I have been watching them for so many years and have been completing this thing of mine. If you have time, you can try it. Although it is not linked to eight or ten points, it can also narrow the scope, unless you encounter a strange case."

Strange?

Chen Fan explained to the audience,"Eight points, ten points, in fact, are just to expand the data of fingerprint comparison infinitely. In the human world, it is easy for everyone to see people who look very similar, or exactly the same, but there are still some subtle differences. At this time, eight points, ten points, or even fifteen points can be used to judge. But people who look very similar are still small data after all."

Chen Fan rarely took out his notebook and recorded these things.

"Thank you, Master."

": This is what the master asked you to call. Okay, contact me later if you have any problems. Don't rush. As for Hawkeye, as long as this person enters the train station, he can't escape."

Several people got on the bus, and Lao Song said,"We have a few strange people here. These people are all engaged in criminal investigation. They rely on experience to find people. Their hands are very simple, just look at fingerprints. The other Hawkeye is even simpler, that is to find people."

"Looking for someone?"

Yes, Hawkeye can remember anyone he has seen within three days, no matter who they are. If there are more people, Hawkeye can't remember them. When he was young, he was very powerful. He could remember everyone he had seen within ten days. As long as he saw a photo, let alone a person, even an ant could be dug out for you.

Oh my God.

The audience was dumbfounded.

In the observation room, Qin Ming said:"In fact, what Lao Song said is conservative. You know, there are more powerful things than this. Earlier, in order to improve the efficiency of everyone's case handling, we held some competitions. A thousand photos were shuffled and these people were asked to piece them together again. It was all a small scene.、"

Damn, these people are all monsters.

Brother Hu said:"Is it a technical blockade?"

"Well, in the early years, technology was blocked, but we always have our own way, although clumsy, but effective, but clumsy method, prone to error, you also know about the recent wrongful cases, right? In fact, not every wrongful case involves rights or something, many times, these cases are caused by backward technology and backward thinking."

After all, it is people who handle cases, not machines.

Several people slowly came to the train station, and the people here had been detained by Hawkeye.

Holding the walkie-talkie, Hawkeye sat on the side eating melon seeds, and the people just squatted on the ground

"Long time no see, Lao Song"

"Long time no see, you are still awesome"

"Although the machine is effective, it is not effective for covering the face. And makeup is not very effective either. Alas, it still depends on people."

Chen Fan could not object to this and said,"What is your judgment?"

"Chen Fan, the new forensic genius?"

Chen Fan nodded.

Hawkeye said,"Let me tell you, identifying people is a big deal, there are a lot of things to learn, just listen to me and I will tell you slowly."

Old Song was speechless and said,"Zhang Tianxiong, follow me, I will catch the person first."

Hawkeye didn't speak very fast here, and Chen Fan took a notebook and wrote it down bit by bit.

Height, weight, body characteristics, etc., all appeared in front of Chen Fan like art.

These are not available in image enhancement.

Image enhancement only enhances some clear facial features.

So, how to judge the back?

How to judge the obstructed face?

Or, if this person deliberately lowers his body, how to judge?

Machines are machines after all, and people always have ways to defeat machines.

Although most of the time, machines win.

Chen Fan was not in a hurry at all. When Hawkeye finished speaking, Chen Fan said,"Well, if I make this software later, will you be happy?"

"I am happy. If you can really make it, an accuracy rate of 40 is enough. I don't expect you to have a very high accuracy rate."

"Well, I estimated that the accuracy rate would be 70-80%, or even close to 90%. However, that would require a professional programmer. I only know a little bit about programming, not much."

"It's okay. With fifty, everyone can be relieved. I can't teach others. Over the years, many people have tried to learn from me, but they just can't remember."At this time, the old man took the walkie-talkie and said,"The one in the west, the one with the hat and glasses, check for me, what's going on."

The people here went to investigate. They found that there was no problem, so they let him go.

"You see, I'm really not good at this.,"

At this time, Hawkeye had just finished speaking and pulled Chen Fan to his side. Zhang Tianxiong was quick-witted and stepped forward. The two of them, one in front and one behind, protected Chen Fan in the middle.

A man pulling a suitcase walked into the high-speed rail station.

The man was very calm, but Hawkeye was not calm.

Hawkeye looked at the people around him, and several people came up.

They were going to arrest the man.

But the man didn't give him any chance. He ran away with the suitcase, and then roared:"There is a bomb in my suitcase, get out of my way."

Here, people around began to panic.

Chen Fan was speechless, and said silently:"I feel like I am possessed by Conan now"

"Let’s take Chen Fan out first, evacuate the people, and don’t cause panic. I guess we’ll have to be busy. I know this guy, he’s a big lawyer."

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Zhang Tianxiong said:"Then what do you think is wrong with this guy?"

"The big lawyer is so rich, but his suitcase is so shabby, do you think it's right? Besides, where have you ever seen a big lawyer carry a suitcase when he goes out? And when he was carrying it just now, the suitcase obviously swayed a bit, and it was a bit heavy inside." ps: Please support, thank you all. ps: Please give more data, evaluation votes, and follow up..

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