Chapter 89: Micro-expressions Are My Strong Suit

"Then you two talk; I'll wait outside."

Although Bureau Chief Wu hesitated a bit, he ultimately left.

After Bureau Chief Wu departed, the man picked up the cigarette pack on the table and gently tossed it forward.

"Sit down."

Yu Dazhang pushed the cigarette pack back:

"Thank you, Bureau Chief, I don't smoke."

"No need to be stiff; just call me Bureau Chief Liu." The man smiled and pointed at the document in Yu Dazhang's hand:

"Let me see the report."

Yu Dazhang said nothing, bowed, and handed the report over.

After taking the report, Bureau Chief Liu first lit a cigarette, took a puff, and only then slowly opened the report.

At first, he merely glanced casually, but gradually his expression grew serious.

Yet the further he read, the heavier his face became, even to the point of disbelief.

Finally, he couldn't help but slam the report shut with a "clap."

By then, the cigarette had burned to the end; from start to finish, he had taken only one puff.

He pressed the cigarette butt down hard into the ashtray.

"Did you write this report yourself?" Bureau Chief Liu asked in a displeased tone.

"Yes." Yu Dazhang nodded and admitted it.

He didn't understand what was wrong with this report.

After finishing it last night, he had specifically checked it twice.

Logically consistent, clearly organized, no problems at all.

Who would have thought Bureau Chief Liu thought completely differently from him.

Precisely because this report was written flawlessly did Bureau Chief Liu find Yu Dazhang suspicious.

He had seen too many similar reports; even reports written by old police officers with over a decade of experience were not as rigorous as this one before him.

Saying it was flawless was an exaggeration, but indeed, no fault could be found.

At least Bureau Chief Liu could find not a single flaw, nor any logical loopholes.

Originally, he had planned to check the young man's report; if some parts were not detailed enough or lacked evidentiary support, he could point them out in advance and have him go back to revise.

Now there was no need; with this report, no fault could be found anywhere it was taken.

"Who taught you?" Bureau Chief Liu continued to ask.

"Taught me?" This question left Yu Dazhang stunned; after thinking for a moment, he asked back:

"Does writing a report require teaching?"

Bureau Chief Liu was quite choked by his words.

Self-taught, of course.

"I've seen your file; this is your first time killing a criminal, and you even killed seven. I want to hear your explanation."

Yu Dazhang understood his meaning.

It was simply unreasonable.

A rookie who had never killed anyone, encountering a group of vicious criminals, not only didn't get scared but wiped them all out.

Moreover, he aimed strictly at vital points, either the chest or the head; not a single shot hit the limbs.

If a normal person were in this situation, let alone wiping them all out, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to kill.

"At the time, I didn't consider that much." Not wanting to explain but having to, Yu Dazhang could only grit his teeth and say:

"There were two colleagues behind me who needed my protection; if I fell, they would have no way to survive."

At this moment, he could only try to divert the other's attention.

There were still two injured officers at the scene, so there was simply no time to think back then.

Bureau Chief Liu nodded.

This explanation was indeed plausible.

"Did you sleep well last night?" He changed the question.

After asking this, Bureau Chief Liu's eyes blazed like torches, staring tightly at Yu Dazhang's eyes, as if trying to see through his heart.

Yu Dazhang looked back blankly:

"It was okay, not much different from usual."

Playing with micro-expressions?

That's my strong suit!

Besides, there was no need for him to lie.

If one had insomnia the night before, it could be seen from one's mental state the next day.

Yu Dazhang had once thought about pretending.

But pretending to be mentally dazed all day was simply too exhausting. Bureau Chief Liu's gaze, sharp as a blade, continued to stare at Yu Dazhang's eyes:

"I have seen many people's various reactions after first encountering a human life."

"Severe cases include vomiting, limb weakness, even whole-body trembling."

"Milder cases show no physiological reactions, but the mental level is still affected to a certain extent."

"Insomnia, nightmares, mental daze, unsettled soul."

"But I see not a single abnormality in you; do you think that's normal?"

Yu Dazhang felt very uncomfortable under Bureau Chief Liu's stare.

It was as if he were waving a knife right in front of his eyes.

If he showed even the slightest slip-up, that knife would land on his face immediately.

Director Liu must have done pre-trial interrogations before.

Please... collect... 6... 9... Book... now...!

This set of micro-expression interrogation techniques was used too smoothly.

Pity, this time you met me... Yu Dazhang's face showed a troubled expression, but it quickly returned to that innocent and simple look.

"Why didn't you vomit? I vomited as soon as I got home last night."

At this moment, he was like a college student, his eyes revealing a clear stupidity:

"Yes, and weakness in all four limbs. I really couldn't summon any strength at all; I even broke out in cold sweats."

"And trembling. That guy was shaking like a sieve sifting chaff, couldn't stop at all."

"As for the dream, I can't remember it, but I guess it wasn't a good one anyway."

"I was too tired yesterday; I guess I'll have insomnia tonight..."

Director Liu really couldn't listen anymore and raised his hand to interrupt:

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

He couldn't tell what was true or false; the little guy's expression was simply too natural and unadorned.

At the same time, he also found that this kid was quite talkative.

"Go get a psychological evaluation tomorrow first." Director Liu said in a commanding tone:

"Then we'll decide your next step of work."

Is this necessary... Yu Dazhang felt a bit resistant to this.

He knew very well that he definitely had no psychological problems.

In his past life, he had already passed the psychological hurdle; he was long no longer an innocent and ignorant youth.

Moreover, he had passed one more hurdle than others... he had died once.

Having been shot to death by a hail of bullets himself, if he still had psychological burdens, that would be truly ghostly.

At the same time, Yu Dazhang also heard it; Director Liu was intentionally promoting him.

His phrase "next step of work" had a specific meaning.

After leaving the Director's office, Yu Dazhang found Director Wu pacing back and forth in the corridor.

Seeing Yu Dazhang come out, he immediately went to meet him.

"How was it? Did they ask you to stay at the Municipal Bureau?"

"No." Yu Dazhang shook his head:

"Director Liu never said that."

Director Wu's face immediately relaxed a bit, obviously feeling much more at ease.

"Let's go, come back with me first."

Half an hour later.

Director Wu brought Yu Dazhang to the Detachment.

"From today on, don't go back to the First Brigade." Director Wu looked at Yu Dazhang, his expression very serious:

"Your current state is not suitable for handling Category Eight cases; wait until you finish psychological counseling before talking about that."

"Then I still have to go to work, right?" Yu Dazhang asked.

Director Wu seemed to have known he would ask this long ago and answered without thinking:

"You will work at the Detachment temporarily. I've already spoken with Captain Li and arranged some lighter tasks for you."

Seeing Yu Dazhang had some resistance, he immediately added:

"Your main job right now is to cooperate with the treatment."

I want to give up treatment... Yu Dazhang could only nod and agree.

Often, one cannot decide the content of their work; moreover, the leader is doing this out of concern for him.

Afterwards, Director Wu called Li Jun out, formally handing Yu Dazhang over to the Detachment.

After Director Wu left, Li Jun extended a hand toward Yu Dazhang:

"Hand over your service pistol first; it will be kept temporarily by the Detachment and returned to you after psychological counseling."

(End of this chapter)