Chapter 524: The more you know, the more wrong you guess (2/3)

  Chapter 524 The more you know, the more wrong you guess (23)

   "It is possible that the ghost does not feel that he is related to the theft of the orphan copy."

Regarding Earl Phoenix's doubts, Ian thought for a while and proposed a possibility: "For example, the inner ghost did not actually participate in the direct book theft—he was only responsible for handing over some things in the library to outsiders, or someone used His identity quietly took away certain things, and even simply used some kind of psionic energy to remove the memory of this aspect."

   "So simply checking the memory may not be useful. Instead, investigate the recent whereabouts." Ian said: "Even if the investigation of the whereabouts fails, you can also investigate the surrounding interpersonal relationships. There will always be a way."

  The young man was listening to the incident just now, and after listening for a long time, he didn’t hear any general criminal investigation methods. He thought about it, and felt that Terra had the ability to search memories, and maybe it could also make dead people speak. In this case, other methods might be more primitive.

   Anyway, it's an idea.

  The old earl frowned slightly at first, and then relieved: "That's right. Not bad, young man, you are really smart."

He stretched out his hand with a smile, and patted Ian on the shoulder. Earl Phoenix asked curiously: "Speaking of which—how did you find out that those books were fakes? The above distinguishes the authenticity of these books, they are imitated very well, and the details are quite in place!"

   "And you can tell just by looking at it...could it be your psychic power?"

  Ian could feel that the hand patting his shoulder was very gentle.

But remembering that the other party almost crushed the neck of a great knight of the third energy level with ease, he still pretended to be a little scared, and after Earl Phoenix, who noticed this, carefully withdrew his hand, he did so. Slowly said: "Yes, Lord Earl...it is my spiritual power."

"My observation system psychic ability allows me to see the 'traces left by time'. So when I was in Nanling, I was still an appraiser with a professional certificate, and my level of alchemy was also similar to mine almost."

   "Traces left by time?"

Earl Phoenix was stunned for a moment. He also had a deep understanding of psychic powers. In an instant, seven or eight different psychic powers that fit Ian's description and performance popped up in his mind. He immediately smiled and expressed his understanding: "Good luck! Dreams are enough. Great! That's great, no wonder, I totally get it."

  —What do you understand?

  Ian didn't know what Earl Phoenix understood. Anyway, the more this group of high-level psykers knew, the more they guessed. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the truth.

   But the old man didn't continue. He thought for a while, and took Ian outside, and asked the boy to stand in front of the knights and staff who were still kneeling on the ground, waiting for the follow-up polygraph psykers to arrive.

   "Ian, take a look and see which of these people is more suspicious?"

   Earl Phoenix said so. He was staring closely at everyone present at the moment, as if he wanted to use this method to see if the inner ghost would show his feet again.

   And Ian looked at it, then raised his finger to a middle-aged man in the front row of the library staff: "That's him."

   "He is probably the one who cooperated in stealing the book."

   Now, everyone present was astonished.

   Earl Phoenix turned his head and looked at Ian in astonishment. The middle-aged man who was named opened his eyes wide, and even the goblins shouted ‘Wow! ’ ‘Actually! ’ ‘My lord father is amazing! ’ With such compliments, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became subtle without realizing it.

   "How did you find out?"

The Earl of Phoenix originally wanted to ask Ian why he said that. He is indeed a rational person in essence, but he just couldn’t control his mouth—no matter how much he trusted Ian and the goblin, he couldn’t say that the young man believed whoever he pointed at. , the old man must investigate, right?

But at this time, he noticed a strange mood swing from the designated person. After the mood swing, a lot of fear and incredible thoughts of regret emerged, which was obviously like a signal light, and immediately made the old man feel uncomfortable. The Count turned his head.

  He widened his eyes and said angrily, "It's really you?!"

Sometimes, high-level sublimated people may behave more directly, but this is by no means because they do not doubt or do not know evidence to speak... but their power is so powerful, it runs through the soul, thinking and material world— They can directly see the tremors of particles, see the truth behind events, and see through the superficial thinking flow of ordinary people's brains and souls.

  In this case, evidence and derivation process are unnecessary things.

  Because they can see and know directly.

   "Catch Dronke!"

With an order, this man with light blue hair and pale complexion was surrounded and held down by a group of knights. He tremblingly watched Earl Phoenix walking in front of him step by step, and he didn't even dare to say, "I'm wronged!" what! 'This sentence.

   "Firelands?"

  Earl Phoenix squatted down, grabbed the deputy curator's hair, and forced the other to look at him, but he didn't see any clues from the other's soul.

  So then he said again: "Isn't it? Sure enough, it is the Dragon Worship Sect, or the Heavenly Royal Court?"

  Deputy curator Delanke was stunned for a moment, while Earl Phoenix nodded, pointing out with one hand, crushing the man's spine and paralyzing him on the ground: "Sure enough, it's the person from Flameland."

   "You should continue to pretend to be dazed. Flameland is a good disguise, but as soon as I say the last two, your soul will emit fluctuations of 'relieved' and 'this old man is guessing wildly'."

  The old man laughed angrily: "Huh, although I have learned to cover up the fluctuations of the soul, haven't I fully learned it? Fei Yandi has not passed the espionage education in recent years."

  —He has a bad temper. And why is it Feiyan Land?

   Ian on the other side watched this scene, and he couldn't help but sigh: "But sometimes it feels like there must be such a direct leader, so that it is refreshing to do things."

"Of course." Hua An said as a matter of course: "He is also a very hot-tempered 'extreme flame fairy' among the fire fairies. Lazier's temper has become better and better in recent years. Let it go, this book thief As early as the moment you said your name, there were no other body parts except the head!"

   "It's not that exaggerated..." Mo Feng said weakly for his friend: "Lazer is not that cruel, at most he just burned his limbs, and they will grow back."

  Ian found that probably because of being fairies, these little guys are cute and cute, but they pay as little attention to physical damage as humans do to the mental state of passers-by—they don’t care at all.

No wonder, some goblins also spread rumors of 'indifference', especially the young goblins, when they saw the human head fell off, they would probably think to themselves, "Isn't it because the subjective observation lens fell off? Why didn't they talk all of a sudden?" Such a feeling.

  Hua An and Mo Feng can be regarded as fairies with a lot of experience, but for this kind of punishment for book thieves, they can only feel that Earl Phoenix is ​​soft.

In fact, Ian also felt that his hands were quite light, but the old earl's words later made him take back his feelings: "Call the psyker and the people from the medical department to come over, dig out his head, and soak it in the culture solution. "

  Obviously, this is not a description, but will really dig out the head and soak it in the culture medium to make a brain in a vat.

   "You don't want to explain?"

  He snorted coldly: "It's okay, Dronke, we don't need your explanation. Wait until we cut your head and soul into pieces and dig out all the news!"

   "I confess! I confess!"

After hearing the order from Earl Phoenix, the deputy curator Dronke, who had been gritting his teeth and not saying a word, collapsed immediately, and he shouted loudly: "I, I did cooperate to help people leave the museum with things, but I didn't Know that it is an orphan classic!"

   "Moreover, that person is definitely not from Flameland! He or she is a big shot in the imperial capital, and he even has a residence in the upper city. I dare not refuse!"

Snapped.

Before the idiot could say more things that shouldn't be said, Earl Phoenix put his hand on the head of the deputy curator Dronke, making him pass out—Ian couldn't even figure out how the other party should wake up Come on, I'm afraid only psykers can dig out some news.

  At this moment, the old man's complexion was heavy and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

   "It's not a lie..."

  Earl Phoenix whispered to himself, with a tone that felt troublesome: "Damn, it's really an 'inner ghost'...Uptown...This is troublesome."

   "Which of my colleagues did a good job?"

  (end of this chapter)