C456 He's a Genius in Every Way

Chi Shaojun arrived at the Detective Agency early in the morning. As soon as he entered, he found that there were people walking in and out of the building. The detectives had already started working.

"Sir, may I ask who you are looking for?" A female detective receptionist asked politely.

"I'm looking for you, Detective Deng." Chi Shaojun looked around. "I have important clues here."

"I'm sorry. Detective Deng is out on a case. He is not in the detective office." The receptionist looked at Chi Shaojun's anxious face and called another assistant over.

This thin assistant was one of Detective Deng's subordinates. She was the right person.

"Young Hou, this gentleman has important clues to provide. Please come over and take care of it." The receptionist shouted at the big guy from afar and left.

The big guy had a professional and friendly smile on his face as he strode towards Chi Shaojun. He recognized Chi Shaojun at first glance and took the initiative to extend his hand to express his goodwill. "Mr. Chi, hello. May I ask if you have any clues to provide?"

"I want to find Detective Deng, Detective Deng."

Chi Shaojun shook his assistant's hand and slowly put it back. "I have some important clues to provide about the death of the head of Chi's Group."

"No need." The assistant waved his hand. "This is a matter for our staff. Non-professionals are not allowed to interfere with official business."

Chi Shaojun was very determined. "But I really have something important to say."

"Forget it."

Chi Shaojun said, shaking his head. "You see, we, Detective Deng, are going to investigate."

Chi Shaojun saw that the door of the police station had been pushed open. Detective Deng walked with vigorous steps, followed by two or three plainclothes detectives.

"Wait a minute!" Chi Shaojun stopped Detective Deng. "Detective Deng, I have something important to tell you."

"Who are you? The two plainclothes detectives around shouted at Chi Shaojun.

Detective Deng waved his hand and the two plainclothes detectives took a step back. He smiled at Chi Shaojun's professional friendly smile." Mr. Chi, if you have anything to say, please speak. "

Chi Shaojun walked up to Detective Deng gently and whispered a few words in his ear. Then, Detective Deng suddenly felt his hair stand on end. "What?!"

"Mr. Chi, the Chi's Group murder case." Detective Deng was about to argue with Chi Shaojun when someone interrupted him. "Mr. Chi, the Chi's Group's murder case is a special case that the higher ups have assigned to us. Please do not interfere with it. It has nothing to do with the case."

The person who spoke was a female detective. Although she sounded nice, her eyes were sharp and deadly.

Chi Shaojun smiled faintly. "Detective Deng, don't be nervous. I know that as a professional case officer, there is an old saying that one would rather let a thousand go than kill the wrong person."

"What do you mean?" The surrounding assistants slowly withdrew their smiles.

"Mr. Chi, we have something urgent to do now. I hope you don't disturb us." The other one also tactfully rejected Chi Shaojun.

"Wait a minute," Chi Shaojun said. Detective Deng looked at Chi Shaojun and said, "Come, let's go inside and talk."

"Mr. Chi, tell us what you think."

"I found the cause of death of the Sect Chief of Chi's Group."

"Then why do you say that?"

"Instinct." Chi Shaojun was very frank.

"Instinct?" Detective Deng looked at the person who was talking to him. He had graduated from the police academy for so many years, and he had followed all the rules of speaking based on evidence. He had never heard of anyone who relied on intuition to investigate.

Then, Detective Deng sneered in disdain. "If we rely on intuition to investigate a case, then... Then the world is at peace now, and there is no mistake."

An old detective next to him unconsciously touched his chin and secretly mocked, "Young man, don't be too arrogant. Especially as a detective, how can we rely on instinct?"

Detective Deng winked at the old detective, "Detective Chen, he's not a detective."

"Oh." The old detective lowered his head. From the moment he entered the room to listening to Chi Shaojun's analysis, the old man had mistaken Chi Shaojun for a detective agency.

He silently sighed in his heart that this person's image and temperament were similar to that of a detective. In the next second, the old detective's rationality would immediately jump out and destroy his subjective judgment. As a qualified detective, how could he care about intuition?

So, how could this handsome young man in front of him be a detective?

"Brother, he came all the way here to tell you the clues. Don't ignore him so much." An assistant who had been with Detective Deng for many years said softly to help smooth things over, "This, Mr. Chi, please take a seat first. Tell me slowly."

The assistant first pulled a chair for Chi Shaojun, then pulled a chair for Detective Deng. The assistant was smart and knew how to read people's eyes. She was very likable to the people in the recruitment center. He ran to pour water for everyone in the room.

The air in the room instantly turned silent. All they heard was the gurgling sound of the water dispenser in the water bucket. The assistant muttered as she picked up the water.

"Strange, Detective Deng used to be very kind to people who provided clues. Why is he so fierce this time?" He wasn't the only one. The other officers in the police detective office also felt the hostility in Detective Deng's eyes.

Detective Deng obviously didn't like Chi Shaojun.

On the other hand, Chi Shaojun was calm and composed as if Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him.

The assistant served the tea well and left. He didn't say anything. Detective Deng pursed his lips with a serious expression. His experience told him that the air pressure around his boss was very low.

Before he left, he heard Chi Shaojun's calm voice. "I have never questioned Detective Deng's judgment, but this time is different. I have to explain it to you clearly."

Detective Deng walked to the whiteboard in front of him and drew something on it with a marker. He slowly turned around and looked at Chi Shaojun. "You have to clarify. Your intuition as a non-professional is very simple. We have worked hard to gather clues. And he was killed by your 'intuition'?!"

"You might not believe me if I told you. I can feel the death of the victim. I can feel the death."

Detective Deng raised his eyebrows and the corner of his mouth raised into a disdainful smile. "The ta?"

At this moment, Deng Jianguo walked in through the door and through the door.

"Do you mean that after this, someone will die?"

The few of us looked at each other and felt a little awkward. This speculation was not convincing to a certain extent.

Chi Shaojun boldly proposed his own idea at this time. With Chi Shaojun's detailed explanation, Deng Jianguo praised this young man in his heart.

Whether it was from professional analysis or logical thinking, the most important thing was that he could use the professional methods of a non-professional and also have a visual image.

It was not an old-fashioned psychological analysis. It was a very unique and unique approach.