Fang Jian touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Weng Ji, I don't know what you are talking about at all."

"Is that right?" Weng Jiayi said with a smile: "Although I am not a policeman, I also have my own information channels." She paused and said: "The doctor is said to be an interrogation expert. Under his interrogation, all the criminals gave out the information. Moreover, he is also an vague sketch expert. Based on the suspect's confession, he can vividly depict the portrait of the character."

Fang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, and he was more and more certain that Weng Jiayi knew more than a little.

"Weng Ji, what's the point of telling me about these things? I'm not a policeman either, so of course I don't know."

"Oh, but I clearly remember that when you were in the amusement park, you showed your skills, and even the stars were compared by you." Weng Jiayi said with a smile: "And, you recognized the drug dealer that day, so you called Mu Xue and the others to come."

Fang Jian breathed a long breath. Weng Jiayi's observation ability was really terrible. When you are with her, you must be careful and careful.

"Weng Ji, I'm not the only one who can sketch in the world, and I can't understand what you are saying."

"Haha, as far as I know, the psychologist who is known as Dr. Jian always comes to the police station, he sits in Mu Xue's car." The smile on her face was quite strange, and she said, "Aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous? Why am I jealous?" Fang Jian suddenly woke up and said quickly: "I am not Mu Xue's boyfriend, why are you jealous?"

"Okay, but I heard that after Mu Xue took Dr. Jian away from the police station, she once went to a place." She pointed in a certain direction, her lips moved slightly, and a word gently spit out from her bright red lips: "Liu."

Fang Jian looked at him speechlessly and said, "What else do you know? Let's say it together."

"Okay, I also know that you are a doctor, and you have learned magical massage methods and are helping Old Mrs. Liu massage." Weng Jiayi smiled and said, "I knew on the plane that your medical skills are quite good, but I didn't expect that you could even massage so well."

The one who massaged Mrs. Liu was originally the director of the massage department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. In terms of massage, he was one of the top figures in N City. However, when Fang Jian appeared, he immediately replaced him. It can be seen that in terms of unilateral technology, he has gained more recognition from Mr. Liu and others.

Fang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it just a massage? What's so amazing?"

"Dr. Fang, I sometimes wonder whether you are learning Chinese medicine or Western medicine."

"Of course it's Western medicine clinical practice." Fang Jian said without hesitation.

"But, you don't rely on any equipment to correct bones on the plane. Now massage is so powerful. This seems to be the content of traditional Chinese medicine."

Fang Jian stumbled twice and said, "Weng Ji, both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are all medical skills. These two are actually connected. As the saying goes, all the connections are well-connected, and all the roads lead to Rome."

Weng Jiayi widened her eyes and looked at Fang Jian who was messing around, as if she was asking with her big eyes. Do you believe that if you say this?

However, Fang Jian looked at her without any weakness. I believe it. As for whether you believe it or not, then don’t care about me.

A moment later, Weng Jiayi was defeated, and she bit her teeth secretly and said, "Dr. Fang, since you say that Chinese and Western medicine are the same, then are psychologists the same?"

Fang Jian said helplessly: "If you think it's the same, then it's about the same."

He already knew that Weng Jiayi recognized his identity, but he would not worry about anything. After all, Weng Jiayi had an intersection with him. Since the moment of the plane crash, she had seen a lot of things and had always maintained a strong curiosity about him. Therefore, it is not surprising that she was able to discover some clues under her special attention.

However, except for her, it is not so easy for others to see the flaws.

Sure enough, Weng Jiayi's eyes immediately lit up: "Doctor Fang, if you stand in the position of a psychologist, then how should you interrogate the prisoners so that they can tell the information they know."

Her identity is special and she can find out many news that ordinary people don’t know at all.

However, what made her curious about this news was the mysterious Dr. Jane's interrogation ability.

It is said that no matter what kind of criminal falls into Dr. Jian's hands, he will obediently spit out all the inside story. Such rumors are indeed a bit amazing, but it is precisely because of this ability that the police quickly attacked and killed the drug trafficking group in one place.

Although the drug dealer leader died during the pursuit, overall, the police's operation was quite satisfactory and satisfactory.

Of course, as a reporter with strong curiosity, what Weng Jiayi wants to know most is how Fang Jian interrogated him.

Fang Jian waved and made a gesture to come.

Weng Jiayi immediately leaned over. Fang Jian looked at her small and fair earlobes and felt inexplicably waving in his heart. But he immediately restrained these complicated thoughts and gently said in her ear: "It's very simple, use force."

"force?"

"Yes, beat them up. As long as they get hurt, they can't even hide the color of their underwear."

Weng Jiayi looked up in surprise, with an incredible look on her face. She thought about it for a long time before she came, but she didn't think of this answer.

"Impossible." She asserted: "Now the interrogation methods have been standardized, how can there be any possibility of severe torture?"

"Haha, Weng Ji, you know that they are drug dealers, but once they are released or escaped, how many people will they harm?" Fang Jian asked with a sneer.

Weng Jiayi stopped talking at once. She was also a reporter full of justice. Although she knew that torture was wrong, she could not feel pitiful when facing those drug dealers.

"This kind of scumbag not only harms himself, but also causes more people to lose their money and enter a desperate situation. They... are not worth dying." Fang Jian said viciously: "To deal with such people, human rights must be discussed, that is, intentionally harming more innocent people."

Weng Jiayi knew that his words were wrong, but looking at Fang Jian's fierce eyes at this moment, there was no idea of ​​refuting in her heart.

Fang Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to continue on this topic, so he deliberately released a little spiritual power to suppress Weng Jiayi.

Otherwise, he would not be confident that he could speak of this great reporter.

"Ouch..."
Chapter completed!