Chapter 61: When It Comes to Locks, I'm Quite Skilled (Please Support, Second Update)
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Chen Fan's inference left Old Liu silent for a beat, then he said, "Five foot seven, you're sure?"
"Sure. The margin of error won't be more than about two centimeters—basically that height. I know you're curious. How should I put it? My gut tells me it's exactly that."
"A gut feeling from cutting up corpses?"
"Pretty much. I just felt it. Even if you asked how to explain it, you could understand it like this: it's like me touching a woman—whatever size, the moment my hands are on her, I can give you the data in seconds."
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