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"Never possible." Zhen Yi flatly refused.

Officer Lin: "Let her talk with our professionals, just to strengthen her memory and ..."

"Is it hypnosis?" Zhen Yi interrupted strongly. "Use this unsystematic trick to judge a life-critical case? Are you in a police uniform to be funny? Who can guarantee that the subconscious things must be facts? I will prosecute unreasonably. "

Song Yi stunned, prosecuting the police? She didn't want to cause trouble.

But Officer Lin really shut up.

When recalling the scene of a crime scene and looking for clues, light hypnosis for witnesses can often play an unexpected role, but it is unwritten, without procedural protection, and cannot be enforced. With Song Yi's attitude of having nothing to do with herself, the hard-working woman couldn't persuade her to volunteer. Moreover, she may not see clearly subconsciously.

Had to give up.

Zhen Yi walked out of the interrogation room, and it happened that Si Gui came out of the observation room next door. Both of them had poker faces and no expression. Instead, Song Yi recognized her as a friend of Zhen Yi. After some high-pressure interrogation, she relaxed her mind and said hello: "Hello."

Si Gui's response was: "Miss Song, we hope you answer the question just now on the polygraph."

"What?" Song Yi reversed her emotions, turned her head to look at Zhen Yi, and resisted with all eyes.

Zhen Yi did not directly refuse this time: "Why?"

"The monitoring of ecstasy has a dead end. We actually simulated that the direction of Miss Song's departure in the video was indeed to the bathroom, but if she turned into the corridor at the dead end, the monitoring could not see."

Song Yi gaped.

Zhen said for a long while, calmly said: "I will discuss with my client."

After speaking, Song Yi was pulled aside, and the latter opened her hand angrily, aside from the usual polite disguise, and whispered a warning:

"Zhen Yi, how much did you charge me! Don't forget that you have to protect my rights at all times. How did you choke that policeman just now? Now you see your friends and shrink back? If you can't avoid it, just say, I change lawyers ! "

Zhen Yi's eight winds do not move:

"Miss Song, do you think you can choose? This is a criminal case. You are suspected. We are not acting in American dramas, and you do not have so many rights. No matter whether you want it or not, they will try to force you. You should be thankful that they will not Force you to hypnotize just because it is technically difficult to operate. "

Song Yi turned his phone blackly: "I'm looking for a relationship."

Zhen Yi hummed: "It's Lin Ziyi who died. If your relationship is the leader of the country, just call."

How can she have such a strong relationship? Song Yi paused and gritted his teeth fiercely: "The police can't find the murderer, do you want me to be the dead ghost? Where is my evidence? Do you want to judge me and treat me like this?"

"Lawyers can access the evidence, but that is under the premise that you have been criminally charged." Zhen Yi said.

In front of law enforcement agencies, lawyers and individuals are actually very weak.

"Did you detect the problem and I'm done?"

"No, the lie detector can only be used as an auxiliary reference, not the evidence of the verdict. Don't be afraid. In addition, the answer I designed for you is to avoid, not lie, and it should not be detected."

"just in case"

"Even if you detect that you are lying, it's just that you refuse to describe the murderer. The worst case is that the police are entangled again, and you can't be quiet. Not to mention." Zhen Yi's eyes were firm and encouraged. Believe me, nothing will happen. "

Song Yi was persuaded by her, slowly calmed down, took a long breath, and nodded.

Zhen Yi told Si Gui in the past that she agreed.

Si Gui turned and pushed open the door of the observation room, and said to him, "Teacher Yan, that's fine."

The name "Teacher Yan" made Zhen Yi stunned for a moment, and looked inadvertently at the probe, a white high back flashed by.

Zhen Yi was no longer familiar, and asked Si Gui softly, "Is that a lie detector?"

Si Gui kept silent.

"I am not asking you as a lawyer. In addition, I know he should not be."

Si Gui whispered: "Research doctors need physiological data for polygraphs. But you can rest assured that his preparations are assisted and professional. He has also studied polygraphs. Many talents, like you, can be good policemen. , You can also be a lawyer. "

Zhen Yi ignored her last sentence, and her attention was quickly attracted by the instruments in the room. On the table is a rectangular screen the size of a microwave oven, with several bright lines on it; the indicator light flashes.

Polygraph?

When Zhen Yi fell into the spirit, the white figure appeared again in her sight.

The door was pulled apart, and words stood in front of her.

He is still in his memory, his appearance is self-contained, and his face is without waves; the temperament of his whole body is deep and quiet, like an autumn night that can't be windy.

The difference is that he wore a pair of thin frameless glasses, added a touch of book gas, and was very intellectual and expensive.

The glasses weakened the alienated temperament and looked softer and closer than before, so Zhen Yi was not used to it.

Song Yi saw him, and his impetuous emotions disappeared instantly. I heard that he was in charge of polygraphing, and immediately politely said: "Trouble." Then he walked into the observation room.

Zhen Yi was speechless, and she really looked good and handled things. It was a loss of her tongue for a long time.

She passed the speech and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

He was flipping through a few sheets of document paper, turning his eyes, and after the thin lenses, the black eyes were pale like water, and looked at her for half a second.

Zhen Yi hummed.

He lowered his head and looked carefully at the paper in his hand. The man attentive moment has a natural charm, Zhen Yi secretly glanced a few more times.

Song Yi leaned over and looked at the words anxiously. Sheep said, "I'm so nervous. Will this emotion be judged to be a lie? I'm so scared."

Zhen Yi frowned. Song Yi, do you know what you are doing? Can flirt pay attention to the occasion first?

"There is a difference between tension and lying." The words actually began to patiently give Song Yi a technical explanation.

His voice is naturally low in alcohol, and strange terms don't sound cold.

After speaking for about a minute, Zhen Yi suddenly realized that even when he was in a relationship, he hadn't said so long to her. Every time, there were only a few words, one or two seconds of effort. It seems that if you tell her more than one word, she will die.

After Song Yi fully understood, Yange handed her a note. The general content is that if you state the facts, the test results will be good for you; if you lie, it will be bad for you.

There is one at the end: the psychological test is completely voluntary, and the testee has the right to refuse or terminate the psychological test during the test.

Of course, this sentence is just form.

Yan Ge indicated Si Gui, who brought Song Yi a breathing sensor, a blood pressure sleeve and other devices, and clipped electrodes on her ring fingertips.

Zhen Yi followed her gaze, staring at the spectrograph on the table, and a line came alive. She didn't understand the meaning, and she stared intently, not speaking.

When ready, Si Gui returned and stood at the corner. Zhen Yi thought that Yange would start asking questions, but he looked at her: "Choose a number from 1 to 9, don't tell me."

Zhen Yi pursed her lips.

"Have you chosen?"

Zhen Yi nodded.

"Tell her quietly." He pointed to Song Yi.

Zhen Yi passed Song Yi's ear and whispered: "7"

"Do the stimulation test first and check your physiological response map." Yan Ge said a sentence that Song Yi didn't understand, indicating, "I will ask you the number she said, no matter which one I ask, you answer 'no', Understand?"

"Ok."

"Is it 1?"

"No."

Song Yijun calmly denied from 1 to 9. Zhen Yi has been observing her expressions and movements. After yesterday's intensive training, there is nothing strange.

Zhen Yi thought that she might become a master of concealment.

But Yan stared at the screen for a while and said, "Yes 7"

Song Yi was stiff and motionless. At the moment when the answer was said, Zhen Yi saw a line jump on the screen.

Speech: "Anything wrong?"

Song Yi rubbed his lips: "No, I just think it's amazing."

"So, lying will be bad for you." His tone was very weak and his eyes were weak, crossing from Zhen Yi.

Somehow, her heart knocked slightly, and her hunch was not so good.

Song Yi: "I see."

"Then we start."

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