Psychological Control

While cursing inwardly, I made a panicked expression and turned around with my hands up.The man in front of him had his hair combed meticulously, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled. He was wearing a well-proportioned suit and leather shoes, and he was holding a gun steadily with both hands.

"f... fbi?! I... I'm just an ordinary student! Not suspicious!" I said pretending to be incoherent.

At this time, the two people who were originally in the watch shop also pushed the door and came out. The man wearing a gentleman's hat took off his hat, his black slightly curly hair was undisturbed, and his magnificent light blue-green eyes were breathtaking.It's damn familiar.

He looked at the FBI who pointed the gun at me, and said, "The old man is dead, we are one step late." As soon as he said this, Peter looked sharply in my direction.

But I stared at the man, and shouted: "Neil Caffery?!" It seemed like a surprised reaction, but in fact, the moment I saw Neil take off his hat, this thought was already in my mind Turned around.

When I ran into America's Next Top Model, I ran into him by chance in New York on a case and helped Mr. Neil Caffery, a master of careless fraud, catch a suspect who was about to get away.I remember that I wondered at the time, what kind of character was Tom who caught this cunning Jerry, but now it seems that the FBI in front of me is not easy to talk to at all.

The current situation can be called a trouble, or an opportunity.

If you can get in touch with this fraud master, you can learn a thing or two from him.In the future, even when you want to get close to Dexter, you don't have to worry about being suspected by some intuitive animals.You must know that Dexter's recent ambition is to study medicine, and he plans to work as a forensic doctor in the Miami Police Department after graduation.

Nowhere are there more intuitive animals than in the police department.Keen awareness of criminals, and seasoned experience.

Being able to understand the psychology of others and being able to easily deceive others and manipulate their psychology are two different things.I am familiar with all kinds of psychology books, and I also practice profiling in my life.But if you want to manipulate the psychological changes of the other party, you need to be like a fraud master like Neil Caffery, who will always have superb language skills, and one blow will definitely hit the weakness of the other party's heart.

Even if I can't let him teach by example, but if I can get in touch with him more, I am sure that I can learn the art of language and the use of my own charm from my observation of him.

Neil Kaffery heard me call out his name, turned his head to look at me in doubt, and said in doubt: "Are you...? Ah! Did you remind me not long ago in the New York hypermarket? the boy from?"

"Yeah, for the sake of helping you once, can you let this Mr. FBI put down the gun pointed at me for a while?" I put a tepid smile on my face and looked at Peter Finally moved the muzzle away from me and put the safety on.Although he still looked at me with a wary face, ready to shoot at any time, at least I was no longer poked in the face by a loaded gun.

"How did you find out that it was Nora Brown and remind Neil?" Peter asked eagerly.

I made an innocent expression and explained: "Ah! Don't you know? I was sitting at the table next to Mr. Carffery, and I could clearly see Gerald Brown's hand from my angle. He The hand next to the thigh beat rhythmically, because I used to be a dancer, so I am very sensitive to rhythm."

"It so happened that I was also interested in Morse code. The rhythm of his finger tapping made me discover that he was using Morse code to send messages to others, such as hurry up and evacuate. Then I just glanced at the book bar at that time. You can see that Nora Brown's behavior is very unnatural. After that, I went to the front desk to confirm her name, and my guess was indeed correct."

Reasonable and well-founded explanation, there is no room for doubt.

Both Peter and Neil Caffery were obviously surprised by my logical explanation.After Peter realized it, he turned his head and laughed at his peacock: "It seems that there are still people in this world who are smarter than you! Only you don't need to be on the right path!" At the end of the sentence, there was a bit of partial complaint .

It seems that this criminal-fbi partnership is not bad?

After hearing Peter's words, Neil Caffery immediately yelled like a furry fox: "I'm just habitually staring at other people's eyes and talking, so I didn't notice the small movements of his hands, okay! Look into each other's eyes all the time, it's polite! Polite!"

It is also a skill, I secretly added it in my heart.Looking into other people's eyes and talking will make people nervous and make strangers feel respected. In a word, it can make the words from your own mouth more impressive.

And when you want to deceive or persuade the other party, you will be more convincing if your tone is calm and your speech is steady.This is a summary of what I once saw in a book on how to be more efficient in sales pitches.

"Through your own observation, you also noticed that Nora Brown was unnatural among so many people in the book bar at that time? You know, Old Brown is a veteran fraudster. I don't believe that Nora Brown didn't learn from her father. This knowledge. This is not something that ordinary people can do!" Neil said in a seemingly joking and admiring manner.

But I know that if I can't give an appropriate response to this sentence, suspicious labels will probably be written on me.I blinked, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "I'm just good at observing. Because I am a psychology student, I have always been interested in the language of micro-expressions. I usually like to look around when I am bored." people."

Neil Caffery was obviously very satisfied with my answer, and he came over and extended his right hand to formally introduce himself to me. "What's your name? I'm Neil Caffery, you already know it." He smiled and blinked as he spoke.

"Karl Black!" I laughed out all eight teeth.The behavior of killing two birds with one stone, even if I was searched for the fake certificate, as long as Neil didn't tell the truth, the name on the fake passport would be my real name.And a name that was certified in front of an FBI agent.

Neil Caffery's fbi department is the White Collar Crime Section.There is very little contact with criminal case units such as the bau team that I have been in contact with.

"Okay, Neil, now we need to ask this Mr. Carlblack about the old man." Peter rolled his eyes exaggeratedly in a disguised form, obviously he couldn't see Neil's behavior of not following the FBI procedures.

He asked me with a serious expression: "Can you tell me why you came to San Francisco from New York and visited this watch shop in a remote street? I am now interrogating you as a suspect in the murder case inside." .”

"Okay, okay!" I made a helpless expression, "First of all, I really came here for tourism. Today I happened to walk around the old streets of San Francisco and saw this rare watch shop in the metropolis. I’m going to go in and have a look if I’m curious.”

"After I went in, I saw that there was no one in the store, and the door behind the counter was still wide open. I called the boss several times, but no one answered. I wanted to go in out of curiosity. I thought it was a watch store. The boss is just asleep, so I can wake him up and ask him to introduce me to the antique wall clocks in the store."

"I'm still very interested in this kind of retro little things, and how could he fall asleep at the time when the door is clearly marked open." I spread my hands, "Who knew that I saw the corpse when I went in." I saw When I mentioned that I was interested in retro little things, Neil Caffery gave me a vague smile and gave me a look.

"Then why didn't you call the police as soon as you saw the corpse?" Peter continued to ask, frowning.

"Because I'm afraid of trouble!" I pretended to be embarrassed when I was caught. "Look, this is the situation now. If I call the police on the spot, I will be taken to the police station for a statement. This will ruin my vacation. I am here for vacation, not to find myself more There are too many things to do." Selfish and afraid of trouble, I vividly interpret the mentality of an unreliable young man.

"...And I didn't intend to ignore it at all, I just wanted to find a public phone and call the police anonymously." I said innocently, "Who knew that you would come in as soon as I turned around. I was afraid that you would also see the corpse and take me As a suspect, I want to leave as soon as possible.”

Peter was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Show me your ID." Sure enough, he was waiting here!

I lowered my head helplessly, took out the fake certificate I just got from my bag and handed it out.Peter held it in his hand and looked it over, then handed it over to Neil who was standing beside him.Apparently, he also wanted to let the real forgery master verify the authenticity.

"Speaking of which, I really like the old wall clock produced in 93 in the store. I heard from a friend who visited this store here that the hand stopped at 11:03 and there was a very special period Stories." I looked at the wall clock in the store with a relaxed look, and said casually.

The old wall clock produced in 93 stopped at 11:03.This is the uniform pick-up code of the shop owner. Just now, I heard Neil call out the shop manager’s street name, old man, and the sad expression on the face of the short and fat man who came out behind him and hadn’t said a word until now. I knew that they must be familiar with the manager of this store.

They shouldn't embarrass the shop owner's customers.

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, Neil glanced at me indiscriminately, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes again. After flipping through the documents in his hand, he said, "It's true, he looks like that too." Not like the old man's guest."

My words not only caused Neal's reaction, but the short and fat man standing behind him also turned his head and glanced at me.

In the end, I was picked up by Peter and put down gently. They were obviously following a criminal gang, and my suspicion was cleared by Neil's confirmation that he had seen me at Eastside University.I really looked like a student visiting San Francisco from New York.

Neil left me his mobile phone number and said that he would invite me to have a meal and chat after the case was over.Peter glanced at me as he gave the phone number.

I think Neil probably left his cell phone number that was monitored by the FBI.This was clearly done to reassure Peter.I accepted it with a smile, and naturally knew what he wanted to talk to me about.