God level hypnotist

"What?" Lord Fu Yin raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of displeasure in his expression. He snorted coldly, pointed at Chen Ping beside him and said, "You kid, you are not very old, but your tone is not small. The case is his, and it will take several days to try! Bring them all together, I don’t know if you can take it!”

Chen Ping also took a deep breath, and couldn't help but sweat for the boy.

If because of this young man's arrogance, he gets himself involved, then the loss outweighs the gain...

Meng Heng didn't care about the thoughts of these two people at all, and he never cared much about other people's thoughts, he just smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, just bring it up."

Chen Ping glanced at Mr. Fu Yin's face, seeing that he was frowning tightly and remained silent, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring the suspect of the screwdriver up.

When he came back to see, the young man was already sitting on a high chair calmly, and there was a table in front of him, on which was a stack of rice paper, brushes and inkstones.

It looked intimidating.

Chen Ping was relieved all of a sudden.

He brought the total of nine people involved in four cases before the young man, ordered them to stand in a column, and wait for the young man to interrogate them one by one.

Unexpectedly, the boy said again: "Don't be so troublesome, line up one by one, and stand in front of me."

Chen Ping froze, and changed his words stiffly: "Did you hear that? Stand in front of Mr. Meng!"

Several people then stood up according to the words.

Lord Fu Yin sneered: "Everyone is here, stop pretending, let's start."

He has always been impatient with these charlatans, he put up a lot of battles beforehand, and he can't even fart afterwards, and he will just evade it in a slippery manner!

If he sees that this boy surnamed Meng is incompetent, he must be beaten up dozens of times to get rid of this bluffing atmosphere!

Meng Heng was not in a hurry, he stood up slowly, smiled, and said: "Since Mr. Fu Yin is in a hurry, then don't dawdle, one by one, tell the truth."

The boy's eyes swept over these people one by one, his gaze was like a deep pool.

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Mr. Yin of Shuntian Mansion was about to stare straight at him.

He had never seen a prisoner interrogated like this, and he had never seen the result of an interrogation so quickly!

Is this still those street rascals who talk about each other and plead not guilty? !Is this still those tricksters who glibly take advantage of loopholes in laws and regulations? !

How come here Mr. Meng, one by one honestly like something, explaining clearly how he stole the chicken and touched the dog like a bean? !

Mr. Fu Yin couldn't bear to bypass the case, walked down the hall, grabbed the stack of rice paper on the case and examined it carefully.

Zhang Zhong, the owner of the rice shop, accused Wang Qiang, a clerk in the shop, of stealing rice. After some interrogation, Wang Qiang really explained the cause and effect of stealing the rice. Li Sanlang accused each other of coveting family wealth and murdering his own father. The case was entangled, but under the questioning of the young man, he discovered something else. It turned out that the three brothers had colluded in advance to kill his father and then divide the property. Who knew that his father was dead? However, these three people had another dispute because of the division of property. Fortunately, they all sued each other to the Yamen; there was Zhao Huaili's divorce case, Mrs. Qian's murder of her parents-in-law...

This has all been tried clearly, and the truth has come to light!Even the teenager has recorded all these in black and white, and even pressed the prisoner's handprint... Although the handwriting on it is not very pretty...

Lord Fu Yin raised his head to look at the boy again, and the look in his eyes became meaningful.

"Mr. Meng has worked hard on the case, please sit down, please sit down." Mr. Fu Yin smiled warmly.

"It doesn't matter." Meng Heng said lightly: "Master Fu Yin has been watching for a long time, but the results of the grassroots trial are wrong?"

"No, no." Lord Fu Yin said quickly, "Mr. Meng's questioning was concise and sharp, the interrogation was quick, and the outcome of the case was quite logical. It fits perfectly with the existing evidence, and there is no problem at all."

"Then I'm relieved." Meng Heng smiled lightly, but his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he didn't see the so-called "worried" state just now.

"However..." Mr. Fu Yin looked at Meng Heng's expression, he hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, and still half tangled and half expectant said: "I see that Mr. Meng seems to have some advantages in interrogation. I don't know...Mr. Meng, is there any intention to come to this official's office as a staff member?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping on the side became a little nervous and fixed his eyes on Meng Heng.

Meng Heng shook his head amusedly. He glanced at Mr. Fu Yin, and saw that his expression was also quite tangled, so he understood, and said calmly: "Thank you for your love, but the grass people are always used to being loose. This is not an errand in the yamen, the reason why I came to the class to interrogate these people this time is because Mr. Chen spoke sincerely when he visited, and secondly..."

Speaking of this, he laughed loudly, and said: "Meng is a greedy person, and he only came here for the generous reward promised by Mr. Fu Yin."

The boy's voice was as clear as possible, and when he said this, his expression was calm, without the slightest bit of shyness or copper stink.

Lord Fu Yin and Chen Ping looked at the young man with a little admiration.

At the same time, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.Mr. Fu Yin was a bit jealous of Meng Heng's status as a "Warlock of the Rivers and Lakes", and recruiting him as an aide was not justifiable. Chen Ping secretly rejoiced that the young man would not steal his job.

"Mr. Meng is actually a sweetheart, okay, okay, I will ask someone to give you the reward." Mr. Fu Yin also laughed loudly, after laughing, he said: "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for me to force you. However, if Chen Ping encounters difficult cases again in the future, he still needs to trouble Mr. Meng to show his talents, and he will definitely be rewarded at that time."

"I'm so happy." Meng Heng said with a smile.

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Now Meng Heng already has two connections in his hands. One is through the "diagnosing the heart disease that cannot be diagnosed among the doctors of the world" through the "diagnosis of heart diseases that cannot be diagnosed by doctors in the world" promoted by "a capable man and a different scholar". The path to establish a friendly and cooperative relationship with the Yamen government established by the name of "Meng Zhenyan".

With these two ways in hand, there is no need to go to places like Yichunlou.

Now, instead of him waiting for the client, the client is waiting for him.

"Xiao Luo, do you remember everything I told you?" Meng Heng asked the young boy in front of him who looked immature.

"Remember." Luo Yun nodded, and replied with style: "If someone comes to ask for an interview, ask him to send the name card first, and arrange them in order according to the priority and delivery time. The one with the earliest time is the first, and if there are those with the same time or the same priority, the one with the most promised reward will be the first."

Meng Heng raised his eyebrows: "That's right, he speaks clearly and has a good memory, making him a secretary. But, what else?"

Luo Yun was a servant he bought back not long ago. He heard that he had learned some writing and could read a few words, so he singled him out to do the work of receiving customers and uploading orders.

"And..." Luo Yun scratched the back of his head, frowned and thought for a while: "Oh yes, if people from Shuntian Mansion come to ask for an interview, regardless of the time, the priority must be put first!"

"That's right." Meng Heng nodded approvingly.

The people do not fight with the government, this is the first truth in ancient times.

"Okay, you go to the front hall to guard. By the way, call a few people over." Meng Heng said.

He wants to clean up a few decent reception rooms.

The center of the lobby remains unchanged, with two pairs of chairs facing each other for meeting and interviewing; the left room is set with a soft bed for patients to rest and hypnotize, and the right room is a study for recording medical records.

On the whole, it is more spacious and brighter than his modern self-contained consulting room.

Tsk, after all, the ancients had a vast land and few people, and the house could be built as big as it wanted.

Luo Yun answered "yes" and stepped back easily.

Not long after, the remaining five servants in the house arrived, and they listened to Meng Heng's instructions and started to do it.

Several people packed up until dusk.

After lighting the lamps and candlesticks, Meng Heng squinted his eyes to look at the clean and bright reception room, consultation room, and recording room, feeling very satisfied.

That's right, it feels more like a regular psychological clinic and a famous hypnotist.

Before doing things, outfits and equipment are essential.

However, at this moment, footsteps were heard coming from far and near, Meng Heng turned around, and saw that Luo Yun had come with a name card.

"First, sir, people from Shuntian Mansion are welcome!" Luo Yun said out of breath.

"Oh?" Meng Heng took the name card, looked at the words "Chen Ping, Secretary of Shuntian Mansion Prison" on it, and frowned slightly.

I don't know what will happen in the yamen at this time?

He changed his clothes a little, and walked away quickly without further delay.