Chapter 39: The White Nigh (2/2)

When I asked this sentence, I used Cave Vision to observe his reaction. The dean was slightly surprised and then calmly replied, “No!”

“Okay, thank you!” I nodded.

After going out, Huang Xiaotao asked me, “How did you know that we’ll find clues to the murderer’s identity in the orphanage?”

“It's actually more like a wild guess,” I said.

“A wild guess?” asked Huang Xiaotao.

“Bai Yue looks strange and he has the propensity to suck blood,” I said. “Whoever gave birth to such a child would be mortified to say the least. So, I guessed that there were two possibilities: one is that the parents took him to the major hospitals for medical advice, and the other is that he was simply abandoned.”

“So you thought if there was no clue to be found in the hospital, there will be clues in the orphanage?” asked Huang Xiaotao.

“Bingo!”

When I left the orphanage, I repeatedly thought about the director’s reaction. When people lied, there would be some bare detectable reactions. They were called microexpressions in psychology, and examples included when the person’s eyebrows were slightly raised, or when their eyes could not focus in one place, and when their lips tightened.

When I talked to the director just now, he did have some abnormal reactions. But I wasn’t sure if it was because he was lying or if it was because he noticed that my eyes changed color. Besides, I’d never used this technique in real life before.

Huang Xiaotao saw me looking at the orphanage and asked, “What’s wrong, Song Yang?”

“Come on, let’s do a small test,” I said.

After that, I suddenly turned on my Cave Vision. My eyes shocked the two, and Dali asked, “Dude, your eyes just changed colors! You’re not some kind of monster, are you?”

“Dali, how many times have you been beating the meat this week?” I asked.

Dali widened his eyes, “Dude, what the fuck?”

“How many times?”

“Zero! I don’t do those kinds of dirty things!”

I turned off my Cave Vision.

“You lied,” I said.

Dali’s face turned red. Beating the meat was no big deal at all among guys, and it’s a subject that we joked about quite often, but it was a totally different thing when Huang Xiaotao was right there with us, so I understood why Dali would be hesitant to talk about it.

“Dude, why would you expose me in front of Xiaotao-jiejie like that?”

“I’m sorry, I’ll buy you some ice cream when we go back,” I said.

I explained that I was just testing to see the micro-expressions when people lied. Dali reacted excessively, yet the director looked calm, but they actually had the same kinds of reflex—nostril enlargement, pupil contraction, and slight redness of the ears. The reactions were fleeting, but it definitely did not escape my Cave Vision.

Through this test, I was very sure that the director lied—he had definitely seen Bai Yue recently!

Huang Xiaotao was shocked.

“I knew it! The saintlier someone’s reputation is, the less credible they are! Song Yang, should we rush back and confront him about it?”

“No,” I said, “I don't think that would make any difference. Since he is set on keeping it a secret, there’s nothing we can do to make him say it. Also, we don't have a search warrant. I suggest sending a few police officers to monitor him here. For the time being, it’s better to just let him believe that we don’t suspect him at all.”

“Okay, then let’s do that!” said Huang Xiaotao. “By the way, what did you mean by beating the meat?”

“It means…” I can't think of a way to answer her. I found it surprising that Huang Xiaotao was not familiar with the expression. But then again, it might not be so surprising if she had never had a boyfriend before.

“It’s a game, a new mobile game!” Dali quickly interrupted. “We boys love to play it!” Previous ChapterNext Chapte