Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 456 - 448: I’m Relieved to Hear She Won’t Have a Goo

The events that transpired next were rather amusing.

After hearing Nan Zhubin, Chief Judge ng’s assistant’s face changed dramatically, and he couldn’t care about much else. He imdiately crouched down and tried to twist Mrs. Wang’s left arm.

Then, he felt a stubborn resistance.

Mrs. Wang held her right arm tightly with her left hand, resisting fiercely in the opposite direction as the assistant applied force.

Throughout the process, Mrs. Wang kept her eyes tightly shut.

She adopted a posture that seed "clearly unconscious, yet her whole body was rigid, even exerting force as if in a tug-of-war."

It was filled with an odd sense of absurdity.

As if by covering her ears and deceiving herself, she could continue to demonstrate her sche, while making others believe it too.

And now, the assistant finally realized that Mrs. Wang had once again taken them for a ride.

He beca angry and, unconsciously, increased the force in his hands.

Finally, Mrs. Wang could no longer maintain her feigned unconsciousness, letting out several "ouch ouch" sounds, trying to appear as though she had just awoken from a daze.

However, the intern on the side had already been prepared through the assistant’s gestures, and when Mrs. Wang tried to pretend to struggle unintentionally, she seized the opportunity and swiftly reached out—

An old-fashioned phone rolled out from Mrs. Wang’s bosom with a "clatter" as it hit the floor. The intern was quick-eyed and snatched it up, and her face imdiately turned grim upon seeing the screen.

She tapped a few tis on it, and soon a familiar, painfully loud voice began to squeeze out from it.

[Leader, leader ah...]

...

Nan Zhubin stepped back and rubbed his ear.

What did he say earlier, when these people were up to no good, they really had no originality at all, always coming back to cell phones and recorders, how many tis has this happened?

But indeed, this shows that the simplest thod is always the most effective.

At this mont, Mrs. Wang had transford from "slowly waking and unintentionally struggling" to "startling awake and frantically resisting."

"Oh oh oh, what are you doing, kid, that’s my stuff!"

"Robbery, the court’s leadership is robbing, that’s my phone, hitting , oh, robbing—"

Bang!

A sudden loud noise erupted from the head seat of the long table!

This unexpected noise made so unsuspecting staff in the reception room jolt involuntarily, and Mrs. Wang swallowed her complaints, only able to make "gurgling" sounds for a mont.

Chief Judge ng’s hand was pressed on the table, the edge of his palm slightly reddened from the intensified force of the impact.

Apart from his hand, his neck was flushed red as well.

In such a short ti today, Chief Judge ng’s attitude in front of others had changed multiple tis.

And now, he finally seed to show the deanor a judge, a chief judge, should have when at work.

The atmosphere in the reception room instantly felt like a courtroom, with air thick as jelly making it unbearable to speak too much or breathe loudly.

All strength throughout the body could only be focused on the ears, enabling them to hear the next question from the judge clearly.

"So, you confirm this phone is yours, Wang Xiufen?"

One sentence struck Mrs. Wang like a bolt of lightning, leaving her stunned as if genuinely struck.

Behind her, Chief Judge ng’s assistant had sohow managed to set the recorder upright again.

It narrowly avoided getting damaged.

At this mont, the recorder began blinking its red light, recording the scene before it.

The only person in the room who was not affected by the change in Chief Judge ng’s attitude was Nan Zhubin.

He felt his work was not yet done and needed to continue to be diligent.

Nan Zhubin explained to Chief Judge ng, "When she was just communicating with you, she repeatedly ntioned ’thirty thousand yuan,’ which in itself is a performance embodying [repetition]."

"At the ti, I had a hypothesis, which was that her performance might not just target us ’present individuals,’ but possibly certain ’absent’ ones as well."

"Now, this conjecture has been validated; the subsequent issue is how she plans to profit from this ’audio performance’ thod." Nan Zhubin pointed at the phone already seized by the assistant, "She might be attempting to extort sothing from you via this, and I intend to..."

"Next cos our work." Chief Judge ng interrupted Nan Zhubin.

... Hmm?

Nan Zhubin was montarily stunned.

But he quickly realized the crux of the matter.

Previously, the court staff were helpless against Mrs. Wang partly because of concerns about her true intentions—what if she was rely a culturally naive elder who didn’t understand the law, requiring Nan Zhubin to console and intervene;

Another reason was the consideration of her complex identity "overlay buffs" such as a "petitioning crowd," "an elder," and "a victim’s family mber," leading Chief Judge ng and the others to need an external expert like Nan Zhubin to open a breakthrough.

In other words: as long as Nan Zhubin opened a breakthrough, that was enough.

At present, Wang Xiufen, as a victim’s family mber, was recording her conversation with relevant court staff—

This was the biggest breakthrough.

What follows is within Chief Judge ng and his team’s professional domain.

...

Having exerted effort to help earlier, only to be quickly sent away once no longer needed—this would appear quite impolite.

Thus, even though Nan Zhubin’s work was temporarily concluding, he didn’t imdiately return to the company.