Mu Shuang didn’t speak, waiting for the next part.
"Just now, were the patterns on the two enal cups the sa?"
"Hmm?" Mu Shuang was stunned, then gently shook her head.
"Were they different, or you just don’t know?"
"I don’t know."
"Then do you understand how I can tell?"
Cheng Ye shook his head and laughed, "I originally thought you had systematically learned lurking, disguise, reconnaissance. Now it seems you should be at interdiate level."
"You..." Mu Shuang imdiately widened her eyes.
When interrogating Jiang Chuan, at least they followed the rules by asking na and age. Why did it turn into Cheng Ye unilaterally testing and striking her?
Which prisoner would care about whether the pattern on the enal cup handed to them changed?
Yet the next second, her face suddenly stiffened.
"July 27th, 3:41 PM, that’s when we first t."
"On the bus to the South Suburb, Master Tian and I were going to the junkyard to pick parts, sitting in the first row in the rear section. You were in the second single seat on the left, wearing a beige top, jeans, with light green sneakers, the tip of the left shoe was worn."
Cheng Ye’s voice was calm and composed as he finished speaking, pausing slightly, "Am I correct?"
Mu Shuang pressed her lips tightly, not out of stubbornness, but because she herself couldn’t rember what she wore that day.
But she did indeed have such an outfit in her wardrobe, bought deliberately from the hands of Buffer Zone residents as disguise gear.
"Do you rember what I was wearing, that day?" Cheng Ye asked again.
Mu Shuang’s face turned ugly as she shook her head.
"July 28th, 7:17 AM, I was near the convenience store entrance."
Cheng Ye continued, his tone so bland like he was talking about soone else’s matter, "You observed from the corner for 4 minutes, then followed two middle-aged working n, pretending to casually walk past the store entrance. That day, you changed to a denim jacket, black pants, and gray flat shoes."
After saying this, he paused slightly, "Am I correct?"
Mu Shuang remained silent, but her gaze gradually beca complex, like a deep pool thrown with pebbles, rippling with waves.
"July 28th, 7:37 PM, I walked out from the Public Works Bureau, you were on the platform staring at boarding the bus..."
"July 29th, 6:45 AM, I went to dump the trash, you even specifically rummaged through the trash bag I threw away..."
"July 29th, 8:19 PM, you followed all the way back to the community from the chanical Bureau..."
"That night I was sleeping in the house, you watched from 11 PM until 6 AM the next morning..."
"..."
Cheng Ye listed the instances like nu dishes, sotis nodding, sotis shaking his head.
It was as if he were an instructor testing investigation abilities, detailing every encounter’s ti, scene, even the clothes she wore.
"In 7 days, you’ve changed a total of 12 outfits, 7 pairs of shoes, 3 hats."
"In between, you disguised as a male twice, once as an elderly, making almost unable to distinguish your gender."
The last sentence carried a bit of mockery, he stared at Mu Shuang, questioning further, "Am I correct?"
However after he finished speaking, Cheng Ye himself couldn’t help but chuckle.
Fla’s warning range is about fifty ters, in crowded complex scenarios, it would shrink to thirty ters.
Initially for the first two tis, it was Fla who sensed the peering gaze, drawing his attention to Mu Shuang.
But later on, whenever she appeared, Fla would imdiately jump out for warning, not needing him to bother.
The little fellow seed to have rembered Mu Shuang’s aura, no matter how she changed her appearance, as long as she appeared in sight, the first ti she’d be exposed.
How could she disguise like this?
She simply couldn’t hide.
Sure enough, after all these details were laid out one by one, Mu Shuang stopped asking "how did you discover ".
She remained silent, her lowered eyes covering the emotions at the bottom of her eyes, with only the cooperation level in the upper right corner quietly changing:
71.6%→79.3%→84.1%...
Soon breaking through the 90% mark, settling at 91.4%.
Cheng Ye nodded secretly.
During the first clash, cooperation level was always the easiest to raise.
Both parties were strangers, behavior patterns remained unclear, even soone as extraordinary as Liu Kun, the difficulty wasn’t as high as imagined.
"This Mu Shuang... doesn’t shy away from her own problems."
He pondered over this in his heart, "Such a person is rather easy to get along with, as long as the upper hand suppression can be consistently maintained, there shouldn’t be any mishap."
With the cooperation level as a direct reference, Cheng Ye could easily grasp one’s personality pattern.
Those who can confront their own shortcomings tend to be sensitive, and more skilled at observing others’ flaws.
Such people naturally carry a charisma, are potential leaders, can calmly make people trust them.
If they are tolerant and generous, the future path will be wide, allowing smooth progress.
But if stubborn and unyielding, prone to overthinking, they’ll beco a double-edged sword, harming others and themselves.
Which kind of person would Mu Shuang be?
Cheng Ye tapped his fingers lightly on the table, suddenly speaking: "Alright, you perford well, I’m allowing you to ask one question."
"I ask you?" Mu Shuang suddenly raised her eyes, a hint of bewildernt flickering in them.
Previously whenever she asked multiple tis, Cheng Ye deflected her questions without breaking a sweat.
Now suddenly receiving permission, caught a bit unprepared.
She couldn’t learn from those four fools next door, asking "what is your anomaly"? That would be too foolish.
Hence, she stayed silent for half a minute before slowly speaking:
"Where do you think I lost?"
Hey.
Turns out she’s soone who likes overthinking.
Cheng Ye imdiately realized if it were the forr type, she would be probing his flaws instead of dwelling on her own mistakes.
But Cheng Ye wasn’t surprised, after all, Mu Shuang was still young, only 28.
Similar to him, but different was, Mu Shuang was born in a chaotic world, surely never experienced systematic learning.
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