Chapter 478: This Woman Is Too Perfect

"You, you can't suspect me."

Chen Yang was truly scared.

Yesterday, when he saw Liu Hai being taken away by the State Security, his legs went weak with fright.

During the day they were still gathered together chatting and laughing, but by night his little buddy had become a prisoner; this sudden turn of events left him somewhat at a loss.

"Now that everything's been cleared up, I was framed."

Chen Yang tugged at Yu Dazhang and said in a low voice:

"I sent that squirrel back to Professor Ying's place. Anyway, I don't dare keep raising it."

"I've already made up my mind. If this matter still drags on endlessly, I'll apply to leave the Fifty-Third Institute and change to a different work environment."

This guy is clever… Yu Dazhang couldn't help but take another look at him.

Compared to being a melon-eating onlooker, staying far away from this trouble was the wisest choice.

"I was just kidding you."

Yu Dazhang said with a smile on his face, soothingly:

"If I really suspected you, you would've been taken away by State Security last night. I still want you to help me find the mole."

Looking at his only little buddy before him, Yu Dazhang's face was full of reluctance.

If something happened to Chen Yang too, he'd have no friends here.

"That would of course be great."

Chen Yang looked very enthusiastic:

"Although I don't know how to investigate cases, I've been here for over a year after all. I know the people and the environment better than you. Whatever you need me to do, just say the word."

That was indeed an advantage… Yu Dazhang nodded in deep agreement.

His current shortcoming was his unfamiliarity with the place.

These past few days he'd only been cramming knowledge points, and hadn't had much time to get to know the people on the research team.

He'd just made two little buddies, and last night one of them had already been lost.

"Let's do a role swap."

Yu Dazhang looked at Chen Yang with a solemn face:

"Suppose you're the police. Based on your understanding of these people on the team, who do you think is most likely to be the mole?"

After hearing this, Chen Yang thought for a moment, then said with some difficulty:

"That wouldn't be good, would it? What if we frame an innocent person?"

"I didn't ask you to convict anyone." Yu Dazhang rolled his eyes at him, annoyed:

"You really think you're a judge. It's a hypothesis, get it? I just want you to help me analyze it."

At this point he really did need to change his way of thinking.

Relying solely on his own thinking, no matter how thoroughly he deliberated, oversights were inevitable, and it was easy to get stuck in a rut.

This was also why a special task force had to be set up for every major case.

First, focus.

On the other hand, when everyone gathered to think about the case together, different people would analyze the problem from different angles, thereby filling in gaps and improving the success rate of solving the case.

"Let me think."

As Chen Yang spoke, his eyes drifted toward the direction of the experimental hall.

His gaze kept sweeping over those busy researchers, and the expression on his face grew increasingly heavy and solemn.

Five minutes later, he withdrew his gaze and pinched the bridge of his nose hard.

"It's hard to judge."

Chen Yang said somewhat helplessly:

"In my view, once a person reaches the professor level, there's no reason to betray the country."

He paused briefly, seemingly thinking about how to better explain his own idea.

After a moment, he continued:

"You probably don't understand this very well."

"Obtaining a senior title in academia isn't just recognition of professional expertise; more importantly, it's the status, reputation, and broad influence that come with it."

Chen Yang's tone gradually grew solemn:

"Such a person will be looked up to wherever they go."

"And the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment brought by this social status and reputation is beyond comparison with money."

"Besides, once you're at the professor level, you won't worry about money either. The state will take care of all their worries."

He'd explained it clearly enough, and Yu Dazhang naturally understood.

To try to lure a professor-level person into betraying was almost impossible; no matter what conditions were promised, it wouldn't work.

Wouldn't a honey trap work?

That was indeed a breakthrough point. But it was very hard to pull off.

This was also why even Chen Yang couldn't be bothered to bring it up.

These highly educated people, when looking for a partner, usually look within the circle, because they share a common language.

To put it plainly, there needs to be a meeting of souls.

The honey trap you imagine: a bunch of beautiful women throwing themselves at him like they're free.

That's a slut trap.

The real honey trap: she'll make you feel you two are a match made by heaven.

She'll make you feel this romance is more important than your career.

Many people have never experienced true love, so they don't know how wonderful it feels when someone tailors true love just for you.

Once you understand what a honey trap is, you can look back at those professors.

What kind of woman would it take to make them give up their careers?

Isn't that a bit too difficult?

"If you absolutely had to pick out a suspect from those professors, who would you choose?"

Yu Dazhang said in a forceful tone:

"You must choose. Pick at least one, and of course you can pick more."

He figured it out — Chen Yang looked like he was helping him analyze, but in reality he was being slippery.

To deal with this kind of guy who didn't want to offend anyone, he had to get tough.

"If I absolutely had to choose…"

Chen Yang looked very troubled, but he began to think seriously.

About a minute later, he raised his head and said slowly:

"Professor Wu, Professor Qian, Professor Yang…"

After pausing for a moment, he thought some more, then continued:

"Those are the only three I can think of."

Three people wasn't a small number either… Yu Dazhang had thought he would only name one.

Being able to name three at once showed that Chen Yang had indeed thought seriously.

"The reason?" Yu Dazhang pressed.

He wasn't so easy to fool — without a proper reason, he wouldn't easily believe the other man.

"Age is the main factor."

Chen Yang answered:

"When these three people obtained their senior professional titles, their ages were somewhat on the older side. Whatever the reason, psychologically there's bound to be some sense of gap."

"And in my view, all three of them behave somewhat aggressively."

When he said this, his brow furrowed slightly:

"People like that have strong self-esteem, and for the sake of face they might do some outrageous things."

A bit of a stretch, but it barely counts as a reason… Yu Dazhang assessed inwardly.

Wait~

Something didn't seem right.

Yu Dazhang looked at Chen Yang, his expression somewhat odd:

"Last time we drank together, you had a big opinion of Professor Ying, so why don't you have a single suspicion of her this time?"

He remembered very clearly — Chen Yang had once said that woman Ying Xuelian was no simple matter.

Probably because she became a professor at just 30, which made Chen Yang feel she had used some underhanded methods.

"Isn't it obvious? She has no motive."

Chen Yang explained:

"Being able to reach the professor level at her age means her future is bright — she has a real shot at being elected an academician in the future."

"With conditions like hers, as long as there's nothing wrong with her head, no one would take such a desperate risk and ruin their own future."

So that's what he was thinking… This gave Yu Dazhang even more confidence.

The reason he had asked Chen Yang was actually to find out whose suspicion was the smallest.

The real mole would definitely find ways to minimize their own suspicion.

But the more one pursues perfection, the more loopholes there are.

For example, right now, that little squirrel had returned to Ying Xuelian's hands.

(End of chapter)