"Che Zhou, I think your reasoning is fine. I just heard them say what's going on inside." Sun Xiaoping, the police officer on the other side, echoed.

"Actually, I heard them talking, and his professional characteristics are really obvious, so I can infer it."

Che Zhou is more modest.

"As for reasoning, there are right and wrong, we can go over and ask and verify your speculation. Cheng Qing will do it next."

Director Hu looked at Cheng Qing as he spoke.

According to the seat, Dai Sisi finished talking to Che Zhou, and Cheng Qing was about to reason.

"I just heard the reasoning of the two police officers, and it was really enlightened. I think I wouldn't be ugly?"

Cheng Qing thought otherwise, he would rather not expose them.

"Hey~ Just treat it as a game, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong."

As soon as he heard Cheng Qing's words, Director Hu hurriedly spoke up for persuasion.

"Yes, Cheng Qing, I think with your observation, you will definitely not be worse than Sister Si and me." Che Zhou sat next to Cheng Qing, turned his head and said.

"If you don't reason, we can't do it later." Sun Xiaoping, who was sitting on the other side of Cheng Qing, followed.

Everyone looked at him and waited for his reasoning.

"Since that's the case, then I'll give it a try?"

After saying that, Cheng Qing also looked at the table next to him.

He pointed to the young man with a tattoo tattoo on his body. He was shirtless.

【Discovery Skills: Primary Fighting, Are 100 Experiences Extraction?】

【extract!】

This tattooed young man contributed a skill to Cheng Qing.

"This young man with tattoos looks twenty-nine years old."

When he said this, he deliberately made the sound louder to ensure that the people at the table next to him could hear it.

Sure enough, when he finished saying this, a sentence appeared on the young man with tattoos.

【So accurate?】

Like Dai Sisi, who is about how old he is when he reasoned about other people's age, is generally worse than the real value.

But Cheng Qing directly said that he was twenty-nine years old and so close to thirty, why didn’t he say that he was about thirty?

The most important thing is that he is twenty-nine years old this year!

Is this too unreal?

Director Hu was also a little surprised, but he looked at Cheng Qing and did not say anything, but waited for his next reasoning.

"Looking at his back, he has a tattoo, a dragon, and if you don't say anything else, he will definitely not look serious.

But one thing makes me very surprised. Generally speaking, gangsters, especially those on the wine table, are mostly erratic and dirty.

But the gangster sat straight and rarely spoke, and his muscles were not the kind of protein meat he trained in the gym, but the solid muscles.

Generally, this kind of person is only found in workers, farmers, or soldiers who have been doing physical work all year round, so I think the identity of this person may not be that simple."

Speaking of which, the table next to it was not only the tattooed young man was a little uncomfortable in his movements, but the expressions of others also changed a little.

[After so many years, I have become accustomed to sitting posture, so I won’t be exposed, right?] A tattooed young man.

[This kid really has something!] A woman with heavy makeup.

Director Hu looked at Cheng Qing with appreciation. Their people were generally like a stream of air. In this atmosphere, he could also infer the identity of a soldier. His reasoning ability was already good.

【I can reason about anything great.】

At this time, Dai Sisi suddenly felt a little regretful. She had known that she would not have participated in it. She knew nothing like Cheng Qing, so she had a positive pk with him.

Just now, Cheng Qing conjectured the identity of a young soldier with tattoos, and she felt that she could do it.

After scanning the minds of everyone, Cheng Qing had no expression on his face.

He continued to reason and said, "Why should a soldier be with a group of gangsters? Could it be that he is a **?"

It is undeniable that there are many **s, and no one dares to say that soldiers will not be with gangsters.

"But how could ** have such a standard sitting position? And if you look closely, the tattoo on his body is not thorned, but a tattoo sticker. According to its brightness, it can be judged that this tattoo sticker should be posted today.

A well-trained soldier came to drink with a group of gangsters with a tattoo. Could it be that he is an undercover agent for the police?"

When Cheng Qing said the word "police", the people on both tables changed their faces.

The young man with tattoos didn't even dare to move his chopsticks. He didn't know why he was a little nervous.

【Damn, he won’t see it, right?

【Impossible?】

【This is absolutely impossible!】

...

Basically, there was an unbelievable mentality above everyone's heads, and Cheng Qing actually reasoned to the police by mistake.

They wondered if Cheng Qing would reason about all the roles they played, but they never thought that he could reason about their job identities.

Cheng Qing smiled secretly.

You brothers, let me tell you the truth.

"If it's an undercover agent, it's impossible. Who can stick tattoos on an undercover agent? It's too unprofessional, and there are obvious problems with several other people.

The woman who was just conjectured by Sister Si just now had a manicure on her hands, but her manicure was just done today. Of course, it may be a coincidence that she happened to have a manicure today.

But her hair, as can be seen through the texture, is actually a wig.

She was wearing high heels, but those shoes didn't fit her. And looking at her ankles, she shouldn't wear high heels.

A woman made manicures, wigs, and high heels that she never wore for this meal. Why is that?"

"There is also the bald man. Brother Zhou's reasoning just now was fine. He is indeed a chef, but he is not a prison chef. His skin is not only bad, but also very dark. He is the kind who often basks in the sun. The prison chef does not have the chance to bask in the sun often.

The chef who can still come out at this time is likely to be the canteen chef of a certain institution. As for which institution it is, it will definitely not be a prison."

"In the end, let's look at that thin man. He looks like he is a socially ill person. In fact, he should be an office worker.

When he looked at others, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were red marks on the bridge of his nose, which indicated that he was myopia and took off his glasses.

The cervical spine is a little bad, and the left and right asymmetry is caused by sitting in the office for a long time."

Cheng Qing knew in his heart that everyone in their table was actually from the police station. He wanted to find a sign to infer that they were policemen.

But after searching, I couldn't find a place that could directly prove that their identity was the police.

Although their dressing is full of loopholes, it can only mean that it is strange at most.

Director Hu was very satisfied with Cheng Qing's reasoning. He had already discovered some of the problems he had just mentioned when he arranged the scene.

Cheng Qing found everything.
Chapter completed!