Chapter 457 What a Blue Bird! (Please subscribe and ask for monthly tickets)
"Satisfied, I have a responsibility for this matter." Yu Ping'an said.
Yu Ping'an personally poured a cup of tea for Dai Chunfeng and sat aside to "listen".
Strictly speaking, he is responsible for this matter. Although he is not responsible for security and identification of spy work, Dai Chunfeng is the head teacher and the eldest, and he is the deputy head teacher and the second. If there is a problem with the training class, it is naturally impossible for him to be a problem with the seat. He will have a part of the accountability.
"Bingyan, don't excuse this brat, I want to see how he explains it." Dai Chunfeng pointed at Cheng Qianfan's nose and snorted coldly.
Yu Ping'an was secretly surprised by Dai Chunfeng's trust in Cheng Qianfan.
If it were someone else, no matter what the reason, he suddenly drew his gun in front of him and would have been taken down long ago. He would first control it and then ask slowly.
In addition, looking at Dai Chunfeng's attitude towards Cheng Qianfan, it seems to be a reprimanding or scolding, but Yu Ping'an, who is familiar with Dai Chunfeng, knows that this is not Dai Chuzu's reprimanding to his subordinates, but this is the kind of reprimanding to his juniors and seniors of the village party to his children and nephews.
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"I still remember that I have reported to you that Xizilai Huoxing Street is a secret stronghold of Shanghai Special High School Course." Cheng Qianfan said slowly.
"This is indeed the case." Dai Chunfeng nodded. He remembered that Cheng Qianfan had just talked with the injured student and suddenly mentioned this location.
Cheng Qianfan handed Dai Chunfeng the paper he wrote.
Dai Chunfeng took it and saw his handwriting was a little sloppy.
"This is what my subordinates wrote temporarily in class," said Cheng Qianfan.
"But suddenly I found that there was something wrong with those two students?" Dai Chunfeng was very smart and immediately grasped the key to the problem and asked.
"Report to the seat, that's true." Cheng Qianfan nodded.
"Yu Ailin, my subordinates vaguely feel that it is somewhat similar to the person I have seen." As he said that, Cheng Qianfan asked Dai Chunfeng with a smile, "Is there any pencil and white paper at the seat?"
Dai Chunfeng glared at the guy and found a pencil and a few pages of white paper from the drawer.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the pencil and brushed it on the white paper.
"In fact, my subordinates have never seen the person's front, they have only seen the side."
Dai Chunfeng watched Cheng Qianfan quickly outline a side sketch on white paper.
"Saturday, Deputy Director Yu, please see, is this person's side similar to Yu Ailin?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
Dai Chunfeng glanced at him and thought to himself that I could see nothing!
He didn't pay attention to Yu Ailin's figure and appearance just now. When Cheng Qianfan suddenly shot, Dai Chunfeng was shocked. When he was about to go and see, Yu Ailin had been shot to death by Cheng Qianfan.
"Bingyan, what do you think?" Dai Chunfeng's expression was quiet and turned his head to ask Yu Ping'an.
"It's indeed a bit similar." Yu Ping'an looked carefully, nodded, shook his head again, and said with a wry smile, "Maybe because Instructor Yuan said first, the more he looked, the more he felt that he was a little similar, but it was difficult to judge."
"This is the brain that's causing trouble." Dai Chunfeng shook his head and said, "It's easy to make mistakes in such a judgment."
"I have a clear understanding of the situation. Deputy Director Yu said very well." Cheng Qianfan said in a compliment, "I only have a little doubt and am not very sure. I may recognize the wrong person, so I will pay more attention to this person in secret." Cheng Qianfan said.
People who are good at sketching are more good at identifying people.
Cheng Qianfan summarized a set of techniques for identifying people. This method does not absolutely rely on the positive appearance of a person. It can also be used to assist in identification based on the proportion of the person's height, shoulder width, thick and wide neck, walking posture, etc.
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"This person appeared near Xizilai Huoxing Street. My subordinate just glanced at him. He pretended to be a vendor walking around the streets." Cheng Qianfan said, "I remember the sound of this person being hawking."
"At that time, my subordinates noticed that the person's hawking voice was different from the real hawker, so they became confused about this person and inferred that this person should be an agent of the Special High School, pretending to be a hawker, and secretly guarding the three-time travel service." Cheng Qianfan expressed his analysis and judgment at that time.
"So, you deliberately called Yu Ailin to play a hawker on stage and identify it here." Dai Chunfeng nodded slightly and said.
"This is exactly what I think of when I am here," said Cheng Qianfan. "I can't distinguish my appearance, I can only make a fuss about my voice."
"Yu Ailin plays a hawker. As soon as his hawking voice came out, his subordinates determined that it was this person." Cheng Qianfan nodded.
Dai Chunfeng smiled, "You boy, you are a clever guy."
What a ‘blue bird’!
Cheng Qianfan was able to have a hint of suspicion of a student who sneaked into Qingpu class from a glance, but he could even think of using his voice to identify it!
Even though Dai Chunfeng had seen many elite agents under his command, including some "strange people and strange things", he couldn't help but applaud Cheng Qianfan's outstanding performance.
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"Where is Lei Jialiang?" Dai Chunfeng asked with a happy expression, "How did you determine that this person is Yu Ailin's accomplice?"
"Observation." Cheng Qianfan said, "After his subordinates suspected that Yu Ailin had a problem, they secretly looked at this person. They noticed that although Yu Ailin and Lei Jialiang were not close to each other, there were many people in between, they had three hidden eye contacts."
"I became suspicious of Lei Jialiang." Cheng Qianfan said with a dry mouth and licked his lips. "I went to Zilai Huoxing Street many times to meet Sanbenjilang. Outside the stronghold, there was often a beggar in the corner of the wall. This person was covered in dirty and smelly body, and his hair was scattered to cover his face, so he couldn't see it clearly."
Dai Chunfeng picked up his water cup and pushed it towards the outside of the table.
"Maybe because he has been playing a beggar for a long time, this person has acne on his head and often scratches his head." Cheng Qianfan took the water cup with both hands, "Thank you."
After drinking two sips of water, he respectfully put the water cup back. Cheng Qianfan continued, "I noticed that Lei Jialiang scratched his head several times in class, and he felt a little suspicious, and he speculated that this person was the Ritte who was guarding as a beggar outside the Special High School Staff."
"But it is possible that a sore on the head is a stubborn disease and may improve, but it is difficult to cure it. Once it occurs, it will be unbearable." Yu Ping'an exclaimed, "Instructor Yuan observes it carefully."
"It's good for the teachings of Du Zu and Deputy Director Yu." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "A famous teacher produces a great disciple."
"Shapeful." Dai Chunfeng pointed, smiled and cursed, "Continue."
"So, my subordinates had a sudden inspiration and wrote the script temporarily, asking Lei Jialiang to come on stage to cooperate with the performance to identify it here." Cheng Qianfan said.
Dai Chunfeng nodded frequently, and found a problem temporarily, and immediately made a plan to identify it. He is worthy of being the "blue bird" he highly appreciates.
He had just read the script, and the script only wrote that A saw B's sleeve stains. B replied that it might have been stained when passing by the butcher shop during a detour.
The script ends here.
There is no plot in the script for the butcher shop on Zilai Huoxing Street.
Cheng Qianfan suddenly mentioned this, but the other party was not aware of it for a while. Because it was a rehearsal, he could only subconsciously agree.
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"What's the matter with the paint under the butcher shop's signature?" Yu Ping'an interrupted and asked, "Why can this person be identified through this method?"
Dai Chunfeng looked at Cheng Qianfan, and he was also very curious. (To be continued)