"Ha?" Lance looked puzzled when he heard Carmen's question, "What judge?"

"The judge of Luoshan, Fengdu." Carmen continued.

Lance thought for a while: "You are telling me the ancient myths of Longjun..."

Carmen interrupted him: "I'm telling you about a cyber murder show that has been on the dark web for months."

When Lance heard this, his expression changed: "Uh...you mean the host who abused others with a Peking Opera mask..."

"Answer my initial question." Carmen said coldly.

"Of course not!" Lance spread his hands and said, "What are you thinking? Although I do know that show and have watched it once or twice, I have not had a good relationship with them at all."

"How to prove it?" Carmen refused to give in.

"Proof?" Lance frowned half of his eyebrows, "My agent sister, have you been in law school for longer than me? Listen to what you mean by yourself? Not to mention that I am not a judge at all. Even if I am...even if you get enough evidence to arrest me and bring it to court, then the trial should be 'you prove that I am a judge', not "I prove that I am not a judge"... 'There is no guilt,' my sister."

"I'm not talking to you about the law or doing business now." Kamendao, "I'm asking you in my private capacity."

"Private identity?" Lance said, pausing for a moment, "What identity?" He leaned against the back of the chair, tilted his head, and looked into Carmen's eyes, "Are we familiar with it?"

When we talked about this, the clerk happened to deliver their coffee, and the conversation between the two was interrupted for a while.

After the clerk left, they looked at each other silently for a few seconds.

Then Carmen said, "If we weren't familiar, I wouldn't have come to talk to you alone." She said, picking up the sugar bag on the table and tearing it up, "I will bring a group of people, handcuff you directly in front of that locker, and then use a process that you can't find in any federal public documents... to ask you how many people in your ancestors have hidden private money."

"Ha! Hehe..." Lance laughed dryly, "So we are acquaintances in your opinion? Do you and other acquaintances have not been in touch with each other all year round?"

"I don't contact you. I just said ten minutes ago... because you are a scumbag." Carmen replied calmly, "But this will not change the fact that we were familiar with in the past; in addition, everyone has different habits in dealing with interpersonal relationships. In case of unnecessary circumstances, even my family members are not in contact for many years. You use your own set of standards to measure my standards, which makes no sense."

"Oh." Lance nodded and said in a sarcastic tone, "My 'standards that just happen to be consistent with most people' are 'unreasonable', and your style is 'reasonable', right?"

"Look, it's starting again," Kamendao. "We often debate this kind of debate about each other's ideas in our school days, right? Did you find a bit of acquaintances?"

"It's like you've got around the problem that is not good for you and then ask me back with a question with a point of view?" Lance said

"Do you really want to continue? Don't forget that I win every time this contest." Carmen said, picking up the coffee with sugar added, and taking a leisurely sip.

"Tsk..." Lance looked sideways and spat, "That's me giving in to you..."

Like most men who lost to women, he spoke this classic quibbling line with a weak tone.

"Okay, Lance..." Carmen didn't want to waste time anymore, she brought the topic back on track. "With your intelligence, you must have guessed what the matter of 'I can find you at the exact time and place' means; I can also tell you clearly that the FPS monitoring network and my own authority... are far above your estimate.

“So, I suggest we talk like smart people and not make this complicated and ugly…

"If you understand what I mean, please prove to me immediately that you... are not a judge."

Before she could finish her words, Lance's face changed a few times.

After the words fell, Lance licked his lips, scratched the messy hair on his head, and continued, "So what can I do? Otherwise... you can use your intelligence network to check my whereabouts in the past few months. The show of "Fengdu Luoshan" is only available on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, right? Just find some surveillance videos of me appearing in public while they were live broadcasting, can it be proved as my absence?"

"I've searched for it." Unexpectedly, Carmen replied immediately, "No."

"Ah?" Lance said suspiciously, "No, I go out almost every day."

"I know, I've checked this," Carmen continued. "However, in the past few months, you have appeared in public almost every day, and every day on the first and fifteenth day of the day, you will be missing and you will not be found in all the surveillance images we can find."

"Did the subordinate who helped you watch the video missed it?" Lance asked for taking it for granted.

"We use a high-intelligent facial recognition system connected to the world... manually retrieve video clips and identify them. That's what only the film police do. FPS can't work in that inefficient way." Carmen replied.

"It's wrong... It's not normal for me to think about it, right?" Lance said, "Even if I don't go out for a few days a month, I can't just happen to be on the fifteenth day of the first day, right?"

"Yes, this is an abnormality." Carmen continued in the tone that everything was in her control. "I have three assumptions about this..."

She took another sip of coffee and said, "First of all, you are the judge, so every day on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, because you are busy committing crimes, you naturally don't have time to appear in public."

"Second, you are not a judge, but someone guessed that I would list you as a suspect, so they used some means to delete all the video materials you left on the first and fifteenth day of the past few months to blame you."

"Third, you are the judge, and you know very well that no matter whether there is a surveillance record or not, your "a absence certificate" is not valid, because the "judge" in the live broadcast wears a mask and uses a voice changer. No one can prove that every time the person appears in front of the camera is the same person; you can completely let others host the trial on your behalf in a certain episode of the show, and you deliberately show your face under the probe in a public place while the live broadcast is being conducted.

"You know that proof doesn't work at all, and you know that I'll come to investigate you sooner or later, and even confront you in person, so you decided to play tricks to disturb me... For example, when I asked you to prove yourself, I deliberately mentioned the surveillance video to me, but at the same time added some obvious abnormalities that were unfavorable to you in that part of the evidence. In this way... considering the ability of the criminal "judge", I must make the second assumption mentioned above."

"Huh..." Lance showed a speechless expression to the other party when he heard this, "According to what you said, I can't wash it even if I jumped into the Danube. Otherwise, you might as well arrest me and torture me to confess."

"You gave up so easily?" Kamen said, "Then can I think you have admitted it..."

"Is it important to recognize me or not?" Lance interrupted. "Of the three assumptions you just now, two of them have already taken 'you will come and check me' as a prerequisite? I want to ask, what is the basis for the initial suspicion before you conduct an actual investigation into me?"

"I can't believe I need to repeat this for the third time in a short time..." Carmen said, "Because you are a scumbag." She tickled the bangs on her side of her eyes, "And it's the scumbag I know with the highest IQ..." She stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, "Whether it's intuition or prejudice... When I accepted the judge's case, the first suspect in my mind was you; before retrieving your file, my idea was that no matter what method you used, in short, if you have achieved success and live a good life now, then your suspicion is not great; but the reality is... you... James Lance, one of the smartest people on the planet, has become a gangster living in a cheap apartment and relying on stealing dogs... This is the real abnormality for me."
Chapter completed!