Zhou Lin

"Huh?" Lance looked confused after hearing Carmen's question, "What judge?"

"The judge of Fengduluo Mountain." Carmen continued.

Lance thought for a while: "You are telling me about the ancient myth of Long County..."

Carmen interrupted: "I'm telling you about an online murder show that has been on the dark web for months."

When Lance heard this, his expression changed: "Uh... you mean the host who wore a Peking Opera mask and killed others..."

"Answer my original question." Carmen said coldly.

"Of course not!" Lance spread his hands and said, "What are you thinking? Although I do know that program and have watched it once or twice, I have no relationship with them at all."

"How to prove it?" Carmen refused.

"Proof?" Lance frowned half of his eyebrows, "My sister agent, you have been in law school longer than me, right? Listen to what this means for yourself? Not to mention that I am not a judge at all, even if I Yes...even if you get enough evidence to arrest me and take me to court, the trial should be 'It's up to you to prove that I am the judge', not 'It's up to me to prove that I am not the judge'. ...'Beyond suspicion', my sister."

"I am not discussing law with you now, nor am I here to do business." Carmen said, "I am asking you in a private capacity."

"Private identity?" Lance read, and paused, "What identity?" He leaned back in his chair, tilted his head, looked into Carmen's eyes and asked, "Are we familiar?"

When they were talking about this, the clerk just delivered their coffee, and the conversation between the two was interrupted for a while.

After the clerk left, they looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Then, Carmen said, "If we weren't acquainted, I wouldn't have come to talk to you alone." As she spoke, she picked up the sugar packet on the table and tore it apart, saying, "I would bring a group of people with me." Man, handcuff you directly in front of that locker, and then use a set of procedures that you can't find in any federal public documents... I'll give you how many people in your eighteen generations of ancestors have hidden private money. Ask."

"Ha! Haha..." Lance laughed a few times, "So in your opinion, we are acquaintances? Are you and other acquaintances not in contact with each other all year round?"

"The reason why I didn't contact you is what I just said ten minutes ago...because you are a scumbag." Carmen replied calmly, "But this does not change the fact that we were very familiar with each other in the past; besides, Everyone has different habits in dealing with interpersonal relationships. I don't contact even my family all year round unless necessary. It makes no sense for you to use your own set of standards to measure me."

"Oh." Lance nodded and said in a sarcastic tone, "My standard of 'just being consistent with most people' is 'unreasonable', but your way of doing it is 'reasonable', right?" ?”

"Look, it's started again." Carmen said, "We often had this kind of debate about attacking each other's ideas when we were students, didn't we? Have we regained some sense of acquaintance?"

"It's like you are avoiding the questions that are not good for you at this moment, and then asking me questions with opinions?" Lance said.

"Do you really want to continue? Don't forget that I win every time in this kind of competition." Carmen said, picking up the coffee with sugar and taking a leisurely sip.

"Tch..." Lance looked sideways and spat, "That's what I asked you to..."

Like most men who lose to women, his tone when he uttered this classic quibbling line was so weak.

"Okay, classmate Lance..." Carmen didn't want to waste any more time, and she brought the topic back on track, "With your intelligence, you must have guessed that 'I can find you at the exact time and place' means What; I can also tell you clearly that the FCPS surveillance network and my own authority...are far beyond your expectations.

“So, I suggest we talk like smart people and stop making this complicated and ugly…

"If you understand what I mean, please prove to me immediately that you... are not a judge."

Before she finished speaking, the look on Lance's face had already changed.

After he finished speaking, Lance licked his lips, scratched the messy hair on his head, and continued: "Then what can I do? Otherwise... you can use your intelligence network to check my information in the past few months. Whereabouts, that 'Fengdu Luoshan' show is only available on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, right? You just need to find some surveillance videos of me appearing in public places while they were live broadcasting, can it be used as my alibi? Yet?"

"I've already looked for it." Unexpectedly, Carmen immediately replied, "No."

"Ah?" Lance asked doubtfully, "No way, I go out almost every day."

"I know, I've checked this too." Carmen continued, "However, in the past few months, you have appeared in public almost every day, and you will disappear every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month - in There is no trace of you in any surveillance footage we can find."

"Did the guy who watched the video for you miss it?" Lance asked naturally.

"We use a highly intelligent facial recognition system that is connected to the global network... Manually retrieving video clips and identifying them is something that only police officers can do. It is impossible for FCPS to work in that inefficient way." Carmen replied.

"Something's wrong... This isn't normal no matter how you think about it, right?" Lance said, "Even if I don't go out for a few days every month, I can't possibly catch up with the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, right?"

"Yes, this is an anomaly." Carmen continued in a tone that said she had everything under control. "I have three hypotheses about this..."

She took another sip of coffee and said, "First of all, you are the judge, so on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, because you are busy committing crimes, you naturally have no time to appear in public."

"Secondly, you are not a judge, but someone guessed that I would label you as a suspect, so they used some means to delete all the image data you left on the 1st and 15th day of the lunar month in the past few months. I’m here to put the blame on you.”

"Third, you are the judge, and you know very well that regardless of whether there are surveillance records or not, your 'alibi' is invalid because the 'judge' in the live broadcast wore a mask and used a voice changer. No one It can prove that it is the same person who appears in front of the camera every time; you can let someone else preside over the trial on your behalf in certain episodes of the program, while you deliberately show your face under the camera in a certain public place while the live broadcast is going on. .

"You know that kind of proof doesn't work at all, and you also know that sooner or later I will come to investigate you or even confront you face to face, so you decided to play a trick to disturb me...for example, when I asked you to prove yourself, you deliberately told me Mention the surveillance video, but at the same time add some obvious anomalies that are detrimental to you in that part of the evidence. In this case... considering the ability of the criminal 'Judge', I must make the third step above. Two hypotheses.”

"Huh..." When Lance heard this, he showed a speechless expression, "According to what you said, even if I jumped into the Danube River, I wouldn't be able to get rid of it. Otherwise, you'd better take me back and torture me to extract a confession." .”

"You gave up so easily?" Carmen asked, "Then can I think that you have admitted..."

"Does it matter whether I admit it or not?" Lance interrupted, "Of the three hypotheses you just made, two of them already took 'you will definitely come to check me' as a prerequisite? I would like to ask, What was the basis for your initial suspicion before you launched an actual investigation into me?"

"I can't believe I need to repeat this for the third time in a short period of time..." Carmen said, "Because you are a scumbag." She lifted the bangs on the side of her eyes, "And you have the highest IQ of anyone I know. You are a scumbag..." She stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, "Whether it's intuition or prejudice...when I accepted the judge's case, the first suspect that came to my mind was you; Before I retrieve your file, my thought is - no matter what means you use, in short, if you are now famous and living a good life, then your suspicion is not high; but the reality is... you … James Lance, one of the smartest men on the planet, turned into a hustler living in a tenement house and stealing a living... That, to me, is the real anomaly.”