On the stage, Su Mo was still speaking passionately.
One sentence after another, the thieves below flushed red in the face, barely able to contain themselves.
It was clear to see that these people were completely led by Su Mo's words.
Watching this scene, Yang Guoming and the others standing aside wore looks of disbelief.
"Well, this is making me feel all fired up,"
Sun Jianzhong said, calming his emotions, half laughing and half crying.
He didn't quite understand what was happening.
But whenever his gaze fixed on Su Mo for long enough, he would easily get drawn in.
It was as if every move and every word from Su Mo had a kind of magic,
making people involuntarily believe and respond.
"Yeah, I feel the same way,"
Cui Jianwen said with deep admiration:
"This is the second time I've seen such a passionate speech."
Having observed the entire process, Cui Jianwen now had nothing but respect for Su Mo.
His own achievements in psychology were respectable,
but compared to Su Mo, what he had learned was like a toddler's playthings.
Su Mo's mastery of rhetoric and body language was on a completely different level.
"Oh?"
Yang Guoming, who had been listening with great interest, now asked curiously:
"Where else have you seen such an 'amazing' interrogation?"
Yang Guoming knew a bit about interrogations.
But today's method by Su Mo was undoubtedly the most eye-opening.
"It's not an interrogation, it's a speech,"
Cui Jianwen corrected him, then recalled:
"That was at a huge pyramid scheme conference."
"The speaker was quite skilled, managed to fool hundreds of elderly men and women, but ended up sentenced to ten years."
After finishing, Cui Jianwen added:
"But Su Mo's skill is way beyond that guy."
Yang Guoming: "...."
Li Yongnian: "...."
Others: "...."
They all stared speechless at Su Mo, who had just finished speaking.
No wonder the scene felt so familiar.
Now they understood.
At this moment, Su Mo was very much like those big con artists running pyramid schemes.
The only difference was that Su Mo's marks were thieves—not old folks.
Before anyone could fully react,
Su Mo, holding a sheet of paper filled with writing, walked over.
"Master, it's done."
He shook the paper in his hand with a smile.
However,
Yang Guoming didn't look at the paper but stared at Su Mo with a strange expression:
"Kid, are you really a police academy graduate?"
The others also looked puzzled.
They still clearly remembered Su Mo's flawless skills earlier.
They had just barely accepted the fact that a cop could have such bizarre skills.
And now Su Mo pulls out "Speech Master" skills?
These two abilities are totally unrelated to being a cop, right?
At this moment, Su Mo was taken aback by the familiar question.
But immediately snapped to attention, saluted crisply, and loudly said:
"Reporting to the leader, I graduated from Wangling City People's Police University...."
"Alright, just joking."
Yang Guoming patted Su Mo's shoulder, laughing and scolding:
"Kid, lucky you became a cop, otherwise society wouldn't have gotten a bit of good from you."
The others also nodded with smiles.
Someone as skilled as Su Mo going rogue would be a huge problem.
Su Mo: "...."
After the simple teasing, Yang Guoming took the paper.
It detailed every fence location throughout the entire South City.
Big ones, small ones, all recorded.
"Good job, Su Mo!"
"This time you really made a great contribution!"
Yang Guoming grinned as he scanned the list.
What did this paper mean?
It wasn't just about Wang Meng anymore.
He could stake out all the fences across South City,
and catch every thief in one sweep!
This was a rare and great opportunity for South City!
Ringing!
Just then, Yang Guoming's phone rang—it was time; superiors were asking for updates.
"Hey, boss!"
"Hey, how could there be any mistakes with my Yang Guoming? Got the info!"
"Yes, yes, we can start the capture plan!"
"Ha ha ha, thanks for the praise...."
After hanging up, Yang Guoming felt completely elated.
The smile on his face never faded.
Many were paying attention to this matter, and calls came one after another.
"Hey Su Dahai."
"Got the info. This is easy, South City has plenty of talent!"
"How did you get it?"
"Ha ha ha, it was Su Mo. This kid's got some serious interrogation skills. Next time the criminal investigation team can't crack a case, just have him try."
"Damn it, it's Su Mo! Why are you shouting? My ears are ringing..."
Yang Guoming was boasting nonstop over the phone.
The credit for this case belonged mostly to South City, just after the criminal investigation team.
And that didn't even count the thieves caught along the way.
Thinking about it, Yang Guoming was thrilled, and he smiled widely as he looked at Su Mo:
"Su Mo, after this case is closed, I'll personally write a report to recommend you for recognition."
"Don't worry, I'll get you a third-class merit award at least!"
While saying this, Yang Guoming clicked his tongue:
"You came to work yesterday and already got a second-class merit, now a third-class one?"
"Personal second-class merit is 10,000 yuan, third-class is 5,000 yuan."
"Wow, 15,000 yuan in one day—you're making a fortune, ha ha ha."
Sun Jianzhong, Cui Jianwen, and the criminal investigation team all looked at Su Mo with envy.
Others might get lucky once or twice a year with a merit award.
But Su Mo got one in the morning, and another in the afternoon—all on his first day!
That efficiency... was unmatched.
"Master, maybe skip the third-class merit. The whole station put in a lot of effort too."
Su Mo said after hearing that.
More merits aren't always better; sometimes social relations matter more.
"Ha ha, it's fine. You earned it yourself; the station won't snatch it from you."
"And tomorrow there's going to be a big move. South City will have plenty of chances to earn merits."
Yang Guoming patted Su Mo's shoulder and smiled.
He was growing increasingly pleased with this young man who knew when to advance and retreat.
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