Chapter 7 A Free Lesson


Chapter 7 A Free Lesson

"Are there any hallucinogens in the turtle soup?" Minamoto Tamako asked.

"No."

"Has the boy ever had turtle soup before?" Minamoto Tamako asked.

"No."

"Is the boy's suicide related to other people?" Yuan Yuzi asked.

"No."

……

She asked a dozen questions in a row and constructed four or five inferences about the truth. The results were all wrong and the questions did not get to the point.

"Why is it so difficult?" Yuan Yuzi clicked his tongue inwardly.

One person asking questions continuously can help another person eliminate wrong options and provide ideas for solving problems. Since even she had no clue, Fushimi Shika must also be confused. This guy has been silent, his head must have been burned with white smoke...

She turned her head and looked at Fushimi Shika, only to find that the guy wasn't thinking at all.

The latter picked up the paintbrush at some point and continued arranging lines on the white paper.

Yuan Yuzi gritted her teeth secretly, thinking how could this guy be so arrogant and not take this reasoning showdown seriously at all! If I had known earlier, I would have made a bet with him and let him experience the feeling of kneeling down and regretting after defeat!

"Fushimi-san," she stretched out her hand and tugged on Fushimi Shika's clothes: "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"Have you finished asking questions?" Fushimi Lu put down his pen.

"Almost."

"Did you deduce the truth?"

"Not yet..."

"Then let me ask," Fushimi Shika moved away from the drawing board and asked casually: "Do boys hate turtle soup?"

Xiu Ze hesitated for a second: "Yes."

Yuan Yuzi was stunned and thought, what kind of problem is this? Are personal preferences part of the puzzle?

"Does the boy suffer from depression?" Fushimi Shika asked again.

"Yes." Xiuze's answer speed obviously became faster.

"Then the answer is obvious," Fushimi Deer said: "The boy drank the most disgusting turtle soup and was in a bad mood, so he committed suicide."

"Ah?" Yuan Yuzi said: "How is it possible..."

"That's right." Xiu Ze nodded: "This is the answer."

The question and answer ended so quickly that Yuan Yuzi didn't react for a while.

Her little head was buzzing, and she thought, is this it? Where are the clues? What about reversal? What about the plot? Do depressed patients commit suicide because they are in a bad mood?

"Then, then, why did your mystery say it was a "blind boy"? The answer has nothing to do with blindness! "Yuan Yuzi asked.

"Because I'm blind, I suffer from depression." Xiu Ze whispered.

Too hasty? !

Minamoto Tamako was dissatisfied. She felt that Fushimi Lu was just lucky. The blind cat ran into a dead mouse and wanted to fight again.

Fushimi Shika didn't take advantage of her to increase the bet, nor did he ask for any challenge fee. He just agreed with the look of an adult looking at a child.

The next thirty minutes were an unforgettable nightmare for Yuan Yuzi.

Xiu Ze came up with three original riddles, but she didn't win any of them.

No matter how she guessed, reasoned, thought, or even tried to trick Fushimi Shika to ask first, it was all to no avail. As soon as Fushimi Shika opens his mouth, he will definitely deduce the answer within three questions.

For the first time, Yuan Yuzi was crushed intellectually. Her little heart was about to burst, and her brain was so congested with thoughts that she was still powerless.

Once can be said to be luck, twice can be said to be accidental, but three times in a row Yuan Tamako can no longer lie to herself.

What frightened her the most was that she had lost three times in a row without seeing how Fushimi Shika had won.

"Can you say that you can read minds? Or do you have some superpower?" She stared at Fushimi Lu: "Is that why you unconsciously look over other people's heads?" "Is it so difficult to admit your failure?" Fushimi Lu asked back.

Yuan Yuzi murmured for a long time, then lowered his head unwillingly: "Okay, I lost."

Then, she grabbed Fushimi Lu's clothes again, blushing and said, "But how did you do it? Can you tell me your reasoning?"

"It's 500 yen to answer questions and answer questions." Fushimi Shika stretched out his hand, "It's not expensive, right? It's only the price of a bowl of ramen, and it's a no-brainer."

Life in the police academy is really boring, so teasing her can actually relieve her stress.

"Okay."

Gentamako pouted and took out a piggy wallet from her uniform pocket.

Fushimi Shikama glanced at it and saw that the piggy's belly was bulging, and stuffed inside was a roll of 10,000-yen bills with Fukuzawa Yukichi's face on it. Yuan Yuzi stretched out her little finger, clasped it inside, took out a 500 yen coin, and handed it to him with a straight face.

Is there really a little rich woman who comes to the police academy to ask for trouble? Fushimi Lu was slightly surprised.

He took the coin, flicked it with his fingers, and the metal disc drew an arc in mid-air and landed in front of Xiuze.

Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!

The latter caught it hurriedly, nodded and said sorry, then moved the chair and left.

"Huh?" Yuan Yuzi was stunned.

"You haven't realized it yet?" Fushimi Shika said, "I paid to bribe the person who asked the question. No matter what you ask, he will only answer no."

In Fushimi Shika's eyes, the evil habit on Hidenori's head only has four words:

"Money is as greedy as life"

Yuan Yuzi said tremblingly: "So, so, your answer..."

"Yes, it's all nonsense. No matter what I say, he will only answer 'yes'." Fushimi Lu raised the corners of his mouth and was in a good mood.

"You, you, you are not cheating!!"

When Minamoto Tamako gets emotional, she will stutter when speaking.

"Crime is fraud outside the framework. Will the murderer play mind games with you within the established rules?" Fushimi Lu said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Yuan Yuzi retorted: "All murders have traces, as long as..."

"Let me give you an analogy. Suppose someone pushed a stranger down the mountain on a whim while wearing gloves. How would you investigate this case?" Fushimi Shika asked.

Minamoto Tamako said: "How could someone kill someone for no reason? The motive is not valid from the beginning..."

Fushimi deer pointed at her with a pencil and said: "In 1983, there was a cliff fall case in Fukuoka Prefecture. There were no witnesses and no suspects. The police spent a lot of police force on the investigation and found that there was another person climbing the mountain that day. After the interrogation, The man admitted that he pushed the victim off the cliff."

Just as Yuan Yuzi was about to speak, Fushimilu changed the subject:

"But! After hiring a lawyer, the suspect directly retracted his confession and claimed that he was tortured by the police. The prosecutor did not have enough evidence to charge, and the final result was that the suspect was acquitted and the police officer handling the case resigned, which indirectly promoted Japan's "suspect's confession" The legal enactment of "effective evidence". ”

Fushimi Lu stretched out his finger and compared a number: "Do you know what proportion of such inexplicable impulsive homicide cases account for Japan's criminal cases?"

"One hundred, eight percent?" Yuan Yuzi stared at his finger.

"Eighty percent."

Fushimi Lu put down his pen, looked down at her, and continued:

"How can there be so many cases in the world that are as complicated as puzzles? The investigation process is not to first find evidence and then identify the suspect through the evidence; it is to first guess a suspect and find evidence based on this range."


"As soon as the suspect is identified, the game is over."

"This is also the reason why detectives have been eliminated by the times. It was not established from the beginning and is just an intellectual game based on logic. Instead, it is criminal psychology. The consultants hired by the police are no longer detectives but experts in criminal psychology - because human beings themselves , is the most uncertain chaotic factor in the reasoning process. ”

"This is the first lesson I will teach you for free."

Fushimi Shika blew on the drawing paper, and his portrait homework for today was completed.

(End of chapter)

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