North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 218

   Chapter 218 Paid Leave

"impossible!"

   "Absolutely impossible!"

  In the office of the Second Squadron of the Anti-Narcotics Division, the windows buzzed and vibrated.

  A man with a face like a lion looked fiercely at the woman in front of him and the four expressionless men and women behind her, and roared.

  His nostrils were dilated, his face was reddish-purple, and his blood vessels were bulging. In the anger visible to the naked eye, there was a ferocity of choosing someone to eat.

  Eve's exquisite face raised slightly: "Deputy Team Strand, I don't believe that all the team members in charge of the **** died, but things have happened. Now, please cooperate with colleagues in the investigation department to conduct a polygraph."

   "But those who die are all my brothers!"

   "You guys are going to test me now, this is the biggest insult to me!"

Facing the angry Strand deputy, Eve's lips twitched, and he said something that shocked him: "However, after inspection, the drugs in the truck have long been replaced with flour, and you are the guard of the warehouse. The person responsible!"

When Strand heard that before the looting, the contraband on the truck had been replaced with real flour, he couldn't believe it at first, but then he seemed to think of something, his eyes turned fiercely, and he stared into the corner. Everything, an inconspicuous middle-aged man: "Saddam, it's you!"

  The middle-aged man with an honest face was full of confusion: "Deputy team, what? What happened? Why didn't Tonger and the others come to work today?"

   This look.

  Anyone who saw it for the first time would subconsciously feel that this is an innocent person.

  But Eve was reminded by Dean, wouldn't she know that this unremarkable team member in front of her is actually the poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

  The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

  Today, you can see a wonderful dog-eat-dog

  Lie detector is just an appetizer.

   Is it true that she has been in the Drug Enforcement Division for so long without doing anything?

  Dean didn't say anything though.

   But she has to be sensible.

   These two people can't walk out of the Drug Enforcement Department alive today!

  Someone will make a move.

  And what she has to do is to open or close one eye.

  Central Sub-bureau, Office of the Fourth Squadron of the Murder Division.

After listening to Carlo's story, Harry couldn't help showing a mask of pain on his face: "FK, my revolver Harry was absent from such a wonderful shootout. This will definitely become the second most unforgettable moment in my detective career. Pity!"

  Carol showed curiosity on his face: "What is the first regret?"

  Harry was full of regret: "When I was in the industry, an old man asked me if I would like to join the security team. I thought the salary was too low and I didn't want to. I only found out later that the team was in charge of anti-pornography."

   Carlo: ".6."

  He has a deeper understanding of Harry's shamelessness.

  When the two are talking nonsense.

  Dean walked up to the two with a book and patted Harry on the chest with the book: "Man, are you sure you want to be there?"

   Facing Dean Nuoyu's gaze.

  Harry looked away unconsciously, and said firmly, "Dean, you know, the reason I like to use a revolver is because I have a cowboy dream in my heart, and cowboys are not afraid of death!"

   "But if you go, I feel that you will really die."

  Daisy smiled and threw a stack of photos on the table: "Those three robbers once served in the Middle East and participated in more than fifteen raids.

  During the attack, in just over a minute, the Death Claws in their hands fired more than 200 bullets, accurately killing five members of the Narcotics Division who were in charge of escorting them.

  It's a pity that the intersection monitoring is probably broken by those people, otherwise I really look forward to your expression after watching the battle scene. "

   "Reaper's Claws?", Harry heard this favorite gangster who had brought a lot of **** scenes, his voice was distorted, and his mouth finally couldn't be hard.

"alright!"

Dean slapped his hands: "Carlo, people from the Internal Affairs Investigation Section have come to the branch office. As a person who happened to be at the scene of the robbery, we also need to conduct a polygraph test. When faced with inquiries, you can answer truthfully, and I will handle the rest. !"

   He had anticipated these procedures.

  So before and after the operation, Carlo was not told too much. He just said that according to the intelligence, the criminal who wiped out the thief's family before might attack the **** vehicle.

   As for Eve, he also kept an email exchange with him to deal with today's situation.

  Procedurally, Dean is not worried about problems.

  Carol received the notification from Dean yesterday, so the reaction is considered normal.

If.

  Who do the police officers hate the most? Then the people from the Internal Affairs Division can undoubtedly be on the top of the list.

  The Internal Affairs Investigation Section is the top priority!

   Every year, members of the investigation department are blackmailed.

  There is only one reason: the police officers rely on solving cases to get promoted, while the people in the investigation department rely on their own people to get performance.

  The relationship between the two is inherently opposite.

  The higher authorities attach great importance to the problems within the Anti-Drug Division.

  Even the two detectives, Dean and Carlo, who killed the robbers and helped the police department face each other, did not escape the inspection of the Internal Affairs Investigation Section.

   The first person to participate in the polygraph test was Dean, the team leader.

  The people in charge of testing him were a man and a woman.

The two were wearing suits, the woman sat opposite Dean, and the man stood in front of Dean, affixed some electrode patches to his body surface, and put something like finger cots on Dean's fingers, some It's like doing an electrocardiogram in a hospital, but the polygraph machine looks much more complicated.

  When colleagues are busy.

  The woman said: "Inspector Dean, before conducting a polygraph test, I need to confirm you first. Within 12 hours, have you taken any irritating substances such as smoking cigarettes or drinking cola?"

  Dean shook his head: "After receiving the notice yesterday, my team member Carlo and I did as required."

  Before the test, ingestion of stimulating substances will lead to inaccurate polygraph results.

  The principle of modern polygraph equipment is to judge lying by measuring changes in pulse, respiration and skin resistance.

   Liars often feel a certain amount of psychological pressure when faced with inquiries, and produce psychological and physical reactions such as anxiety, such as rapid breathing and heartbeat, increased blood pressure, increased adrenaline, and so on.

   This is controlled by the autonomic nervous system of the human body,

  Measuring these physiological changes, you can judge whether you are lying.

   But. This is actually bullshit.

  Because the normal value of the lie detector is summarized from ordinary people.

  This means that habitual offenders, strong psychological quality, and professionally trained people can control their emotions well and are not affected by the lie detector at all. Most of the final test results are not lying.

   On the contrary, some ordinary people were judged as lying by the lie detector because of nervousness and other reasons.

  So in many countries, polygraph results cannot be accepted as evidence at all, and can only be used as a reference.

  The Commonwealth of America is amazing and wonderful.

   There's a process here.

   That is, if you want to join the government department of Z, you must pass this untrustworthy polygraph machine lie test, and you can enter the job normally only after the result meets the requirements.

  Some folks complained: The reason why those Z guest congressmen in the United States are full of lies naturally is because those who can't do it are screened out before joining

   This is very reasonable.

   Dean is naturally worthy of this kind of thing.

  After everything is ready.

  The woman began to question: "Inspector Dean, may I ask why you are sure that there will be problems with the truck that escorted the contraband?"

  After thinking for a few seconds, Dean said in a natural tone: "This incident is actually a coincidence. Two days ago, my sister"

  Here is talking.

  The man behind him stared at the magnitude of the wavy lines on the lying meter.

   As a professional.

  They also know that lie detectors have little effect on people with strong psychological qualities.

   But people have emotional feedback.

  Even some professionally trained people can at most maintain emotional stability during lie detection, and it is difficult to respond to the questions asked by normal people.

   After all, lying to yourself is the hardest thing.

  So if the wave amplitude on the polygraph is too stable, it will be judged as abnormal by them!

   But who is Dean?

  Three levels of mind reading skills, if you go any higher, you will have a man in danger of split personality!

   Control your emotional ups and downs, don't be too simple!

   Several questions in a row.

  The man who had been staring at the screen nodded to the female colleague who asked the question, indicating that there was no problem.

   See hints.

   There was also a smile on the woman's expressionless face: "Thank you for your cooperation, Inspector Dean, Director Munn, let us say hello to you on his behalf!"

"Thanks."

  Dean stretched his fingers with the gloves on: "Can I take these things off now, it's a bit uncomfortable."

   "Of course, you need to sign this other document!"

   During the conversation.

  The man helped Dean remove the patches and finger cots, while the woman handed a black and white document to Dean.

  Dean looked down and found that these were all psychological evaluation forms.

   Above the form, the content has been completely filled.

  The date and the name of the psychologist who reviewed it are all written.

   What is worse is the signature of the assessor and the seal of the internal affairs department.

  The woman hands over a fountain pen:

   "Detective Dean, we're still busy with the Drug Enforcement Division case.

  If possible, I hope you can sign these documents now, and after about three to five working days, there will be a processing result, which will be sent to the captain of the fourth squadron, and a copy will be sent to your mailbox at the same time! "

  Heard the woman speak so directly.

  Dean understands that this is because Meng En has gained a firm foothold in the Internal Affairs Department, and now he is helping his little brother to improve the process that was not handled before.

   This is the benefit of someone above.

  Dean took the pen, signed the psychological evaluations, and asked casually, "According to my frequency, what kind of treatment do I usually receive?"

  "Under normal circumstances, it is usually a week to two weeks of paid suspension, followed by a review, and a fixed time for psychological counseling. After confirming that there is no problem, the police officer can only be reinstated after being signed by a psychological expert. As for you"

  The woman smiled and said nothing.

  Meng En, the director of the Internal Affairs Investigation Section, is the old leader of the handsome detective in front of him.

   Isn't this just a father beating his son for outsiders to see?

  Carol's test was smoother and faster than Dean's.

   Send off two agents from the Internal Affairs Investigation Section.

  Dean lay lazily on his detective chair, reading a book, while quietly waiting for the message from the panel.

   Four o'clock in the afternoon, close to get off work.

  A piece of information flashed across Dean's mind: [The anti-narcotics department's internal ghost dropped the bag and killed the door, all the people involved in the case died, experience value +1200, current: 18 (2100/3400)]

   Read the information.

  Dean put down the big book in his hand, and muttered to himself: "All of them died. I didn't expect that **** Eve is quite cruel."

   So far.

   This matter has officially come to an end.

   Poor little sister Sinclair.

  This unlucky child, because of the contact time for a long time, although it has little effect on the body, he still has some adverse reactions. After two days of embarrassment, he also has a natural resistance and aversion to those things.

   This may be a good thing.

   After all, in the environment of the United States, corruption is everywhere.

  Time is like running water.

   In a blink of an eye.

  Three days are fleeting.

   On this day, Dean finally waited for the disposition notice for the criminals he had shot and killed many times before: two weeks of paid leave.

   This result is undoubtedly good.

  On the document, Dean was not even asked to unload his gun, which meant paid vacation literally.

  Dean didn't say a word, and was ready to leave work on the spot: "Daisy, Harry, and Carlo, if you have any unresolved issues during my absence, you can go to Lawrence."

  Harry showed a resentful expression of being abandoned: "My God, Dean, are you going to really abandon us and go on vacation for two weeks?"

   "Yeah, I have something to deal with!"

  Dean waved his hand and disappeared in front of the three of them.

  His mentor, Anthony, has been out of contact since he sent a message to himself, saying that he was going to dig the treasure.

  This is a thigh, so there is no room for loss.

  Take advantage of this vacation.

  Dean is ready to deal with this matter!

   In fact, the anti-drug case can be written in a lot of tact, but out of some concerns, many prepared plots and reversals have been omitted.

Good night

  (end of this chapter)

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