The smell of sweaty feet, which was smelly and pungent, was filled with the air and became stronger and stronger.

Chen Chao's left foot's shoes were like a perpetual motion machine, creating a continuous stream of athlete's feet for a second.

The detained criminals were better, and the smell on their bodies was not that clean, and they could barely endure it.

However, as a female policeman who is refreshed and slightly obsessed with cleanliness, Wang Yan felt the smell in the air penetrated into the stomach sac, intestines, and her entire stomach were whining upside down.

Wang Yan needs to thank Xue Fei for snatching her bag of buns now, otherwise the image she created in the bureau through two months of hard work would collapse into a mess today.

Wang Yan covered her stomach and swallowed the sour water from her throat back. Her tongue pressed against her teeth, and a shiny slutty thread flowed out of the gap between the sharp little tiger teeth.

Suck ~

The saliva was retried from the gap between the teeth. Wang Yan took out a wet tissue from her bag, wiped her lips, and then opened her mouth to wipe off the acidic water stuck on her teeth.

"This man is poisonous!"

Wang Yan had a preliminary understanding of Chen Chao. She threw the contaminated wet tissue into the trash can, walked out of the murderous look under her feet, and glared at Chen Chao angrily through the iron railing.

"Give me the shoes!"

Wang Yan looked at the basketball shoes that were almost soaked and had to reveal the water juice, and her face turned slightly pale.

"Give it to you? Why do you?"

Chen Chao looked at Wang Yan with a smile, his soles were still rubbing back and forth on the ground, "Human adaptability is indeed very strong. He looked like he was about to vomit just now, but now he wants to grab my basketball shoes."

"The air is polluted. With such heavy athlete's foot, your shoes probably nourish the bacteria. I'll help you disinfect it." Wang Yan put his hand in the iron railing.

"You obviously want to throw it into the trash can, hey~"

Chen Chao could see at a glance what the female policewoman in front of him was thinking, and he would not be fooled like this.

"If you dislike my shoes smell bad, just say it, why bother to beat around the bush."

Chen Chao twisted off the sweat from the upper, put it back on his feet, and tied his shoelaces tightly.

The source of the poison gas was closed and the smell in the air was eased. Chen Chao walked to the iron railing, held the female policewoman's palm, and smiled, "You should be a policeman who has just joined the job. When you first meet, I am Chen Chao. By the way, I would like to remind you, don't just put your hand across the iron railing and into the detention room. This is very dangerous."

Wang Yan's face changed and she suddenly pulled her palm back.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm not a vicious criminal, I'm just a novelist looking for inspiration." Chen Chao put his palm out of the iron railing.

Wang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, his feet retreated halfway, raised his hands to make a preparatory position for grabbing, and put them on Chen Chao's wrist.

"Are there any wet tissues? Give me a piece." The voice slowed down for a while before it came quietly.

Wang Yan's hand froze. After she hesitated for two seconds, she took out two more wet tissues from her bag, handed them to Chen Chao, and held the other in her hand and wiped her hands hard.

Chen Chao slowly wiped his palms dry, leaned half of his body against the iron railing, his eyes slanted towards the surveillance probe in the corridor, and grinned: "I guess that old policeman must have been watching the surveillance camera all the time just now, um... and now he calculates the time, I'm afraid he is reading my novel word by word."

"Why do you have to be so troublesome? Could it be that you can find a living corpse from the novel? I'm so sorry, I haven't finished it yet."

Chen Chao tied the wet tissue on his hand to the iron railing and tied it into a dead knot: "Novels and lies have essential similarities, both of which are mixed with nine truths and one falsehoods. The more you tell the story, the more you can't tell the difference between real and fake. The more you want to untie it, the more you tend to get it into a dead knot."

Wang Yan stared at Chen Chao. At this moment, Chen Chao seemed to be completely different from the previous one. He was vulgar and evil just now, but now he exuded a wise and confident atmosphere.

Even though there was still a smell of sweat on his body and his clothes were funny and weird, it was still difficult to hide his paranoid and conceit that was sure of everything.

"Is this guy's personality split?!!"

A terrifying thought emerged in Wang Yan's mind, and then he saw Chen Chao suddenly staring at him.

"I promised to tell him another version of the story, but he didn't come to ask me because he thought the novel I wrote was more fascinating?"

Chen Chao's eyes lit up, "Strictly speaking, he is the first reader of this book. Can you help me investigate readers' feedback?"

Xia Nannan is not the first reader in the pure sense. Her main identity is still a direct participant in the story.

Wang Yan carefully observed the changes in the subtle expressions on Chen Chao's face, and used psychological knowledge to quickly figured out and analyzed them in his heart, "He is very sure that Deng Bin is reading his novel."

"This shows that he has been calculating time since he came in, and has his own deduction simulation of the pace of things. If he predicts correctly, it means..."

Wang Yan remembered that when she came to the detention room, she noticed that Deng Bin stood up and stood next to the printer, so was Deng Bin printing Chen Chao's novel at that time?

"If Chen Chao predicted correctly, it means that Chen Chao had thoroughly figured out Deng Bin's psychological and behavioral patterns, so that he could substitute Deng Bin into the event deduction and make such a precise judgment on his behavior."

Wang Yan met Chen Chao's eyes and felt a little chilling in his heart, "And since I came in just now, all my behaviors and psychology have been affected by him. This person... is very good at guessing and controlling other people's behavior!"

"By the way, his profession is a novelist!"

"Is he treating others as his characters to figure out characters and deduce the plot?!"

"Can novelists do this?"

"This can no longer be simply called occupational disease, it has reached an outrageously morbid state!"

In psychology, such people are rare, generally have meticulous and terrible thinking, and are extremely conceited and paranoid about the professional field they are in.

In layman's terms, ordinary people regard this kind of person as an alien, and of course they may be more familiar with another word, which is called "genius" or "madman"!

Judging from the brief contact, Wang Yan felt that Chen Chao seemed to have the above qualities.

However, this kind of behavior pattern of people cannot be reversely analyzed using ordinary people's logic.

Because they usually have a logical system that is very different from ordinary people, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people and is aware of the world that is different from universal values; and most importantly, their own behavior-driven psychological motivations are also completely different from those of ordinary people.

"I think Deng Bin doesn't want to read your novel, he or she just doesn't believe what you say, after all~"

Wang Yan's speech was delayed and attracted Chen Chao's attention. He tentatively catered to him: "The novelist's mouth is a lie!! I think this is out of his respect and praise for your abilities, what do you think!"
Chapter completed!