Genius Detective

Chapter 969: Peng Sijue's Discovery

"Good morning, wi-" Chen Shi opened his eyes and found that Lin Dongxue wasn’t by his side. He walked out of the bedroom to look for her. It turned out that Lin Dongxue and Tao Yueyue were sleeping together. They were wearing the same type of pajamas, facing each other like a pair of sisters.

After leaning against the door and admiring this beautiful scene for a moment, Chen Shi went off to prepare breakfast.

"Morning, Dad." Tao Yueyue greeted him when she came to the table. "Spending the night at home is great. It would be nice if I could stay at home every day."

"After investigating the case, go back to school, lest you hinder our married life." Chen Shi handed her a bowl of beef noodles.

Tao Yueyue pouted and picked up the noodles with her chopsticks.

Lin Dongxue said as she tied her hair, "Our family of three are all police officers. We can be regarded as a police clan established from scratch. When Yueyue is assigned to the city bureau in the future, we can even investigate cases together."

"So, how are we going to contact Hai Guoyang today? Are we going directly to his company and questioning him face to face?" Tao Yueyue said.

"Let’s investigate a little first. We’ll find out who he’s met in private and whether his bank account has suspicious expenses in it... Fuck, I suddenly thought of something. The task force likes to chat in the group chat, but the communication tools we use are all made by Hai Guoyang’s company. Let’s close the group down today. If you have any clues, don’t say it in the group chat.” Chen Shi said.

Lin Dongxue said, "If Hai Guoyang's company’s social networking software secretly steals users' private information, this matter can serve as a crux, allowing us to investigate him in a legitimate way."

"Okay, this is a good entry point... Why do we sound like we’re having a case meeting? Eat! Eat! Leave the discussion at the bureau."

In the morning, the three arrived at the bureau. Peng Sijue hadn't come to work that day either. Chen Shi had wanted to look for him yesterday, but he forgot about it when one thing came up after another.

He figured he must go to see him that day. At this critical moment, Peng Sijue cannot be absent.

After the task force meeting was over, everyone busied themselves individually. Tao Yueyue kicked Chen Shi's office door open while holding a pile of materials and said, "I don't have a place where I can look at these files. I’ll borrow your office."

"Use it. I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going?"

"To look for Old Peng!"

"Are you openly loafing during work hours?"

"It can’t be helped, I’m the captain... By the way, what information are you looking at?"

"I’m checking the traffic accident files against yesterday's photos to see who had been killed by the executors. By the way, the few who are still alive, can I call and warn them?"

"Not for the time being. If the news spreads, the social impact will be terrible. The media will also get involved and put us in an awkward position."

Chen Shi drove to Peng Sijue's house and knocked on the door a few times but found no one was home. Out of respect, he didn’t take out his lock-picking tools, but dialed Peng Sijue's number. After a few rings, Peng Sijue answered. Chen Shi said, "Old Peng, during the two days you were away, a lot of things happened at the bureau. Can you not go on strike from work?"

"..."

"Where are you now?" Chen Shi listened for movement beyond the door. It seemed that he was not at home.

"I have my own business to handle!" Peng Sijue finished speaking and hung up.

Where would Peng Sijue go? He had no friends in the city at all, and this man had an obsession with cleanliness, so he wouldn’t even stay in hotels, no matter how clean.

Chen Shi suddenly thought of a place and decided to try his luck.

Half an hour later, he went to the counseling clinic that Gu You previously ran. Ever since Gu You's death, it has been closed.

Walking into the gloomy corridor, Chen Shi heard a voice from upstairs and arrived at the glass door that said "Tianchuan Psychological Counseling Clinic". He saw that the lights were on in the clinic and that some documents were spread out on the table. The floor was very clean. It had obviously been cleaned by someone recently.

He really came here! He must be sorting out Gu You's belongings!

Chen Shi opened the door and walked to the table. When he saw the documents on it, he was suddenly stunned. They were all Life Functions!

At this moment, a person rushed out of a counseling room with a mop, and Chen Shi automatically drew his gun. The two froze and it turned out that the person holding the mop was Peng Sijue.

Peng Sijue slowly put down his "weapon". "I thought an intruder broke in! What are you doing here?!"

"Old Peng, what are these? Where did you find them?!"

"Do I need to explain it to you?" Peng Sijue turned and walked away.

Chen Shi put his hand on his shoulder. "A major case has happened in the city. A person who claimed to be an observer of humanity used these things to predict potential criminals and killed them. An unknown number of people have already died! Why have these things appeared in Miss Gu's counseling clinic? Could one of the employees here be the suspect's associate?!"

Although Peng Sijue was silent, Chen Shi was sure he was listening. He asked, "Do you want to drink coffee?"

Chen Shi accompanied him into Gu You’s previous office. There was a photo of the two of them on the desk. Gu You smiled sweetly as she laid her head on Peng Sijue’s shoulder, but Peng Sijue looked reluctant. Chen Shi thought that these two weren’t honest to themselves. They always denied that they were dating, but actually they had long fallen in love with each other.

Peng Sijue poured out two cups of coffee from the coffee machine. Although he had been “missing” these few days, Peng Sijue didn’t look haggard nor sloppy. On the contrary, he looked very good because he had gotten enough rest. Chen Shi curiously touched his face. "Are you a eunuch? Why don’t you have facial hair?"

"Do you want me to splash coffee on your face?"

"Don't do it. It's not easy to wash off."

Peng Sijue sat down, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said, "I was a bit over the line that day. I know you were thinking of me. I’m not peeved with anyone. I’m just too tired and took a few days off as a break."

"As long as you don't hate me, it’s fine."

"I missed her a lot these two days, so I came here to sort out her belongings. I saw the records of her previous consultations and listened to her recordings. I saw these by accident."

"Life Functions? You mean, those were left behind by a certain patient?"

Peng Sijue fiddled with a laptop and played a recording. When Gu You’s calm and sweet voice came out, Chen Shi's heart shook. He felt like this even as just a friend, so he could only imagine how deeply Peng Sijue must have missed her as her lover.

Gu You: Miss Chen, do you mean that you can use this formula to predict anyone's actions?

Patient: It seems that you understand. That's what I meant. Doesn't it sound arrogant?

Gu You: No, I actually think that human behavior is quantifiable and predictable. As early as the beginning of the twentieth century, psychologists proposed a formula: personality traits + specific situations = behavior.

Patient: I’m very slow in other aspects, but I’m particularly sensitive to numbers. I won the National Mathematical Olympiad at the age of thirteen. Mathematics is everything to me and all I have. When I was an undergraduate, I met my boyfriend. He was my first love. I treated him sincerely, but there were too many friends of the opposite sex around him. The relationship was very painful and ended in failure. I’m obsessed with mathematics, but I also have feelings as an ordinary person. I also want to enjoy sweet and blissful love like other people. However, that failed relationship has always tortured me and made it hard for me to trust men, especially those who drew close to me and made it clear that they wanted to pursue me. I was afraid of starting a new relationship that would end in failure. A fruitless love is meaningless. At this time, I asked the God of Mathematics for help. I wondered if I could build a mathematical model to predict whether they were reliable, so I set out to experiment, using my surrounding friends as samples, constantly improving, and designing a set of functions to predict their actions.

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