Chapter 8:

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The room is very quiet, only Yange and Song Yi question and answer.
Zhen Yi originally thought that the lie detector would put pressure on the subject in terms of sound and body language, but the words were not. He always had a steady tone, a low voice, and did not bring ups and downs; he also stood clean, without any small movements.
He did not look at the polygraph, but looked at Song Yi:
"Your name is Song Yi?"
"Yes."
"In the early hours of April 28, are you in the ecstasy club bar?"
"Yes."
"Are you a native of the Imperial City?"
"No."
"Are you going to ecstasy to be your friend?"
"No." There was a little hesitation.
"Did you just go to ecstasy and went randomly?"
"No."
"Are you going to the club alone?"
"Yes."
"Are you an actor?"
"Yes."
"You are going to ecstasy for the first time?" (The policeman who just asked about this question didn't mention it, now Si Gui is taking notes.)
"Yes." There was hesitation.
"You will answer my question honestly?"
"Yes."
"Did you drink at ecstasy that day?"
"Yes."
"The liquor you drink?"
"No." The answer was quick.
"Red wine you drink?"
"No." The speed slowed down.
"The beer you drank?"
"No."
"Cocktail you drink?"
"Yes." Hesitation.
"Are you worried about me asking other questions?"
"No." Looking up, eyes widened.
"You only drank a glass of wine?"
"No." The answer was quick.
"You only drank two glasses of wine?"
"..."
"Do you think a polygraph is magical?"
"Yes."
"You only drank two glasses of wine?"
"Yes." Long hesitation.
"Two cocktails make you drunk?"
"I ..." don't answer.
Zhen Yi lowered her head and touched her brow.
Even if she doesn't understand lie detection, she can feel that if you go on like this, any hidden details (even those that Zhen Yi didn't expect) will be asked.
She didn't know anything about polygraphs, it was her negligence.
At this time she was very sure and her words came prepared. He is not only a researcher who needs physiological data, he came here to control the situation inadvertently. It is likely that it was not the police and Si Gui who raised the polygraph, but him.
Just now, Si Gui said that the police simulated Song Yi ’s position in the surveillance, suggesting that she was suspected and forced her to undergo a polygraph. Think carefully, it's actually wrong. With this alone, she could not be listed as a suspect.
They were fooled.
The question and answer continues.
"You know very well that if you lie, there will be a response on the polygraph?"
"Yes." Song Yi was upset and looked at Zhen Yi for help. Zhen Yi could not think of a countermeasure for a while.
"When you pass the corner of the corridor, do you see a shadow?"
"Yes." The answer was quick.
"Are you short-sighted?"
"No." The answer was quick.
"The sneakers you wore that day?"
"No." The answer was quick.
"The high heels you wore that day?"
"Yes."
"Do you think that figure is a child?"
"No."
"Do you think that person is a young man?"
"Yes."
Zhen Yi inhaled. She wanted to remind Song Yi with her eyes: the words and expressions were secretly changed.
But the latter answered too quickly, and the question passed. Zhen Yi didn't think about it. The trick she used in court actually let her client plant it.
"Did you think that person was suspicious?"
"No."
"After the incident, do you think that person is suspicious?"
"Yes."
"You actually have an impression of that person?"
"Stunned."
Zhen Yi bowed her head, such a logical and gradual analysis, it was really difficult to lie.
"The fashionable flat shoes you wore that day?"
"No."
"Are you a model?"
"Yes."
"You actually have an impression of that person?"
"..."
"You see clearly?"
"..."
"Are you drunk?"
"..."
Song Yi closed her eyes and bit her lip. Even if she didn't answer, she knew that the lies had been taken through.
Si Gui bowed her head and took notes; Zhen Yi flashed and immediately stopped: "The police officer said just now that the polygraph was a repetition of Miss Song's question in the interrogation room. If Miss Song is a suspect, take out the evidence!"
She stared at Song Yi.
The latter understood that she was not a suspect yet, but the police wanted to determine from her polygraph. Her reaction was more intense: "You lied to me, I was unpredictable. I suspected that I would grab me." He said that he was pulling the equipment and wires.
Zhen Yi: "..."
Too overdue for unnecessary trouble, still have to continue, can't be too stiff with the police
The polygraph was interrupted.
Looking at the expression, after the thin lens, the eyes are very light: "What do you say?"
Si Gui was nervous and embarrassed, like a student who did the wrong thing: "Sorry, teacher, me, I may have spoken wrong."
Zhen Yi knows that it is a cliché, and it is by no means a mistake.
In fact, she was not sure when she protested. If the police force it, they can't afford it; but she thinks that the pride in her bones will not be allowed.
The expression lowered his eyes and was thinking.
For the time being, the four people in the room knew about the polygraph.
In the end, he said to Song Yi: "You didn't answer those two questions just now, and I don't keep records." Looking at Si Gui, the latter nodded immediately and said to abide.
"I won't ask Yan Shen about these two questions. Is that all right?"
Song Yi also knew that there was no choice, but at least part of the benefits were gained, and she relaxed: "Okay, thank you."
"Your name is Song Yi?"
"Yes."
Zhen Yi soon discovered that in the second round, Yan Ge repeatedly asked all the questions just now, except for the last two. However, this time he adjusted the order of irrelevant questions and related questions.
As before, the maps of skin electricity, breathing, blood pressure, and pulse are not different, and there are no obvious physiological changes.
But Zhen Yi is not easy. She probably guessed that after using words to formulate some things with logic, the order of the questions was re-confirmed, and at the same time, he was slowly thinking about the next round of questions.
Zhen Yi was puzzled, not asking whether she was conscious of drunkenness, whether she saw the suspect clearly, what else could you ask?
Soon, her words opened her eyes.
The third round begins.
"Do you know the dead?"
"Yes." The answer was quick.
"Are you familiar with the dead?"
"Yes."
"Do you like to go online?"
"Yes."
"Before the deceased, did you testify against his opposite in court?"
"Yes."
"That night, you saw him in the clubhouse?"
"Yes." Slowly.
"You saw him at the bar?"
"No." Quickly.
"You saw him on the dance floor?"
"Yes." Slowly.
"He is tall?"
"No."
"Did you dance face to face?"
"Yes." Slowly.
"Have you ever seen his bad news online?"
"Yes." Quickly.
"Have you seen him at the trial?"
"Yes."
"You usually have an impression on someone you met?"
"No."
"Even if you don't know Lin Ziyi, have you seen his photo online?"
"Yes." Slowly.
"So, whether you are impressed or not, when you saw him on the dance floor, you knew he was Lin Ziyi?"
"Yes."
"After he died, did you follow the information on the Internet?"
"Yes." Very slowly.
"You commented?"
"No." Soon.
"You light the candle?"
"No."
"You scattered flowers?"
"Yes." Frowning, slowly.
"In view of his past actions, do you think he is not afraid to die?"
"Yes."
The spectrograph is not abnormal, she told the truth.
Zhen Yi also resented Lin Ziyi. In the face of his death, she was also indifferent. However, she still felt morally burdened when she heard such a clear answer from Song Yi.
"Even if he died miserably, don't you feel sympathy?"
"Yes."
Zhen Yisuo said that the words are exploring the reason why Song Yi did not want to testify to find the suspect?
"He's dead, don't you feel anything?"
"Yes." Gently fisted, and answered slowly. On the screen, the dermal electrical display was abnormal, and the lines jumped high. Song Yi couldn't see the screen, but also saw clues from Zhen Yi's surprised expression.
"He is dead, are you sad?"
"No."
"He is dead, are you happy?"
"No." The galvanic skin curve increased significantly.
"Do you hate him?"
"No." Shaking his head, the breathing pulse curves rose.
"Do you think Lin Ziyi really gang raped Tang Shang with his friend?"
"Yes." Answered quickly, the map is normal.
"He hurt you?"
"No." Quickly answered, the map is normal.
"You killed him?"
"No."
"You are really grateful to the person who killed him. If you can help the murderer, would you be very willing?"
"No." Clenched teeth, abnormal skin electricity.
Zhen Yi stared at the ever-changing screen, and her spirit was highly concentrated.
The expression was light, looking directly at Song Yi's eyes for a few seconds, and quickly preparing the last section of test questions:
"Do you think the murderer should be punished this time?"
"Yes." Sitting upright, breathing abnormally.
"If it were you, would you let the murderer go?"
"No." Angry eyes, abnormal skin electricity.
"Before the deceased is killed, do you know he will die?"
"No!" She stared angrily at the words, all the curves rising.
"You actually know the murderer?"
The nature is directly changed from unworthy cooperation certificate to concealment and shelter?
Zhen Yi froze.
Song Yi's face was pale, her lips were tightly pressed, and she didn't answer. Suddenly she didn't care anymore and started to remove the breath sensor on her chest and abdomen.
The atmosphere is tense.
In the deadly silent room, only the crackling sound of buckle collision.
"The last question," Yan Ge said calmly as if she didn't see her resistance.
"Have you ever been raped or gang raped?"
"Asshole!" Song Yi screamed, his face flushed from the chair, his blood pressure sleeve and sensor fell off, but the electrodes at his fingertips were still there, and there was a line on the spectrograph running wildly.
Zhen Yi was very quiet, staring at Song Yi, whose face was distorted under anger: in this case, she was not just witnesses!
No motivation to kill if you are not familiar with the dead? No, there is a motive called revenge society.
Now, she is really a suspect!
Song Yi saw that Zhen Yi did n’t speak, her eyes were about to burst, and shouted: "Zhen Yi you bastard! You are my lawyer, just let him attack me and slander me? Are you very powerful? Yes! It is because you are useless that Tang Shang will die. Now you still have to kill me! You want to be a lawyer, where is your skill? "
Seeing her runaway, Si Gui pushed her into the chair.
The drawing paper of the polygraph prints records, and "didi" sounds.
Zhen Yi is still quiet, but her eyes are cold.
She was very angry, if not here, she wanted to scold Song Yi: I am an asshole, he is an asshole, and you are not a good thing!
Song Yi, I said, don't hide me. I am your lawyer, and you are on the same boat! Even if you really killed someone, I will defend you and defend my morals!
I have only one requirement for you: do n’t hide it! But you ca n’t do the only thing!
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