“Hello, sir, could you please cooperate?”
Chen Feng walked up to the man in the second row near the aisle and asked with a smile.
The man was clearly bewildered.
What’s going on?
So many people in the front row were vying to cooperate with you, but you came to ask me?
Did I show any enthusiasm?
Seeing the camera move over, the woman beside the man, who seemed to be his girlfriend, quickly nudged him with her elbow: “Cooperate, it’s live broadcast.”
The man had no choice.
He could only force a smile: “Okay.”
“Thank you.”
Chen Feng also smiled.
He found that the ‘Fire Eyes’ ability granted by the system was incredibly useful.
From a distance, all the people in his line of sight would have tags floating above them, but these were only some external, relatively broad tags.
However, once he got close, and there was only one person in front of him, the tags on that person would densely appear.
There were many.
For example, this man in front of him had at least thirty to forty tags all over his body.
Most of his superficial features had tags.
On his head, there were tags like 【Scar】, 【Cigarette Burn】, 【Dyed】, 【Hair Transplant】, etc. On his upper body, there were tags like 【Baleno】, 【Murder Weapon】, 【Scar】, 【Aphrodisiac】, 【Hypnotic Patch】, etc. His lower body also had a series of funny and bizarre tags like 【Athlete’s Foot】, 【Secret Stash】.
In short, these tags encompassed all the details of this person.
Chen Feng’s gaze swept over.
All kinds of tags came into view.
He was only interested in the 【Murder Weapon】 tag on the man.
This man had at least seven or eight knife scars on his body, and also cigarette burns on his head. His hair was dyed and he had undergone a hair transplant.
He also had aphrodisiac and hypnotic patches in his pocket.
It would be strange if this guy was a good person.
Chen Feng seemed to have entered a state, his eyes gleaming, staring at the man unblinkingly, continuously scrutinizing him up and down, making the man feel a bit unnerved.
He became annoyed.
He seemed unaccustomed to being filmed by cameras like this, so he reached out and scratched his eyebrow, frowning as he said, “Hurry up, what are you looking at?”
“Okay.”
Chen Feng’s expression became serious.
The entire audience also subconsciously quieted down, everyone looking at Chen Feng, anticipating his next performance.
Improvising, questioning someone as a professional police officer.
No script.
What could he possibly say?
Finally, Chen Feng spoke: “Sir, may I ask your surname?”
Man: “My surname is Wang.”
Chen Feng: “Mr. Wang, please show me your ID card.”
The man was stunned.
The woman next to him excitedly pushed him again: “Give it to him, it’s just a performance, what are you afraid of? He doesn’t really want your ID card.”
The flesh on the man’s face twitched twice involuntarily.
After a moment of hesitation, he still reached out and pulled out his ID card.
When he handed it to Chen Feng, the expression on his face had completely changed, becoming somewhat sinister.
Chen Feng saw it, took the ID card, and glanced at it.
After reading it, he kept it in his hand.
He didn’t give it back to him.
Then he asked another question.
Chen Feng: “Mr. Wang, what did you do before?”
Man: “I was a pig butcher.”
Chen Feng: “No wonder the knife scar on the tiger’s mouth of your hand is so obvious.”
The man looked at his hand in surprise.
Knife scar?
Is there one?
Chen Feng: Mr. Wang, your hair is dyed, isn’t it?
The man trembled.
He looked up at Chen Feng again in surprise.
Holy crap?
He can even tell that?
Chen Feng: Not only is your hair dyed, but you’ve also had a hair transplant.
Before the man could speak, the woman beside him clapped her hands in surprise and said, “Oh my goodness, did you guess or did you see it? That’s amazing, he really dyed his hair and had a hair transplant.”
Upon hearing this, the entire audience immediately burst into cheers.
The four judges were completely engrossed.
Even Heitu, International Zhang, and Hua Zai from the main guest seats were all watching with great interest.
They felt incredible.
Did this young man really see it?
The key is, this conversation feels like…
It’s like catching a criminal.
The feeling of discovering a suspect and going up to investigate.
On the online platform.
“Holy cow, I suddenly snapped back to reality and realized I was completely drawn in. That scene just now, it felt like I was watching an undercover officer interrogating a suspect.”
“Why do I feel like Chen Feng’s eyes tell a story?”
“He’s in character.”
“Haha, the key is that the man is also in character. Netizens, have you noticed that the man seems nervous?”
“Chen Feng 666.”
“Thumbs up, Feng Ge, what other surprises await us?”
“I’ve decided to become a fan. I give Chen Feng’s performance 100 points.”
…
Live broadcast.
The man was indeed a bit unhappy.
His face was ashen.
And his body even assumed a defensive posture.
Suddenly.
Chen Feng also took two steps back.
Holding the microphone, he looked at the man, his expression even more severe.
Chen Feng: “Mr. Wang, please take out what’s in your right pocket and let me see.”
The flesh at the corner of the man’s mouth began to twitch.
But the female companion next to him, still oblivious to the danger, egged him on, even directly reaching into his pocket and excitedly saying, “Take it out, let’s see how he acts this out.”
“Let go.”
The man was anxious, desperately covering his pocket.
Unfortunately, the woman’s hand was too fast, and with lightning speed, she pulled out the contents of his pocket.
A small spray bottle.
Several patches similar to medicated plasters.
The man’s face changed drastically.
And the woman, still oblivious, smiled at Chen Feng and said, “These are all the things. Officer, what else do you have to say?”
“Let me see.”
Chen Feng waved at the woman.
The woman chuckled.
Seeing the camera focused on her, her face wrinkled with laughter, she immediately stood up, pushed the man aside, and came to Chen Feng’s side.
“Here you go.”
Her sense of participation was truly strong.
But the man was already sweating cold on his forehead.
He was sitting sideways.
His hands were on the armrests of the seat, a posture that basically allowed him to escape or attack as soon as he stood up.
Chen Feng eyed the man, unconsciously protecting the woman and retreating two more steps, while taking the items from her hand and glancing at them.
The woman was being dramatic.
With an exaggerated smile on her face, she asked loudly, “Officer, these things aren’t illegal, are they?”
“What’s your relationship with him?”
Chen Feng glanced at the woman.
“I’m his girlfriend.”
“How many years have you been together?”
“We just got together at the beginning of this year, it hasn’t even been a year yet.”
“Do you know about his past?”
The woman couldn’t help but give Chen Feng a thumbs up: “You’re acting so realistically.”
Chen Feng’s face was full of seriousness: “Answer my question.”
The woman’s smile froze, and she mumbled softly, “Not done acting yet?”
Then she helplessly said loudly, “He said he used to be a pig butcher and came from Xiaoyangzhuang in the Beijing suburbs. As for other things, I don’t know much.”
Chen Feng looked at the man again and casually asked, “Does he have knife scars on his body?”
“Yes.”
The woman nodded: “Butchers usually have some knife scars on their bodies.”
“Do pig butchers also have knife scars on their heads?”
The woman froze.
Seeing Chen Feng’s attitude becoming increasingly serious and his gaze growing colder, she was somewhat afraid and couldn’t help but take a step back: “He… he said that scar was from a fight when he was a child.”
“You believed him?”
“I did.”
Chen Feng suddenly shook the items in his hand: “Then do you know that this spray bottle contains aphrodisiac, and these patches are the illegal hallucinogenic patches currently on the market?”
“What?”
The woman was startled.
She said with a bewildered expression, “Is that enough? I think I’ve cooperated enough, right? Director, production team, can we stop? He’s starting to talk nonsense. You can’t insult my man for the sake of showmanship, can you?”