At the moment, the things have been brought back, but Ding Fan's mood is really a little bad.

It's not just because Miao Hui around her is not performing well today, of course, there are many reasons in it, and what happened in the shoe store is also one of them.

Throughout the journey, Ding Fan didn't say a word, most of the time he was looking at the account book in his hand, and only after he arrived at the police station did he suddenly speak.

"Didn't you like to see that shoe store before?"

"Now give you a chance, you can go to the shoe store now, and make sure you can enjoy it. ”

As soon as the words came out, Miao Hui panicked and hurriedly wanted to admit her mistake.

But Ding Fan didn't give her a chance to speak, and when he saw him open his mouth to speak, he stretched out his hand and directly interrupted her words.

"Today in the shoe store, how many salesmen, do you remember?"

"There is a salesman called Sister Chen among those people, I don't know if you have noticed, bring people back to me. ”

"If you don't know who it is, find your own way!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the police station.

The store manager said that she didn't know any of the customers, and she couldn't remember what they looked like.

But Ding Fan didn't believe what she said, if he wanted to say that the clerks who wore heavy makeup all day long didn't know, he might still believe a little, but she said that she didn't know either, then it was completely unbelievable.

She's not like one of those women who think about unrealistic things all day long, and judging by what she's wearing, she's definitely a smart woman.

Although Ding Fan is a little suspicious, this store manager and the owner of this store may have an extraordinary relationship, but what she wears is obviously just a little simple accessory, and there are not too many extravagant things, and she is cautious in doing things, not the kind of person who is pampered and spoiled.

Such a woman, say that she has no ambition, who will believe that?

An ambitious woman will not forget the appearance of her customers, which is a rare resource, and ambitious people will naturally remember them.

It's just that this woman also has a heart, and no matter whether she remembers this kind of thing or not, she won't tell it in front of the public.

So Ding Fan didn't think about asking anything from her mouth, anyway, she wasn't the only one in this shoe store who was more concerned about work.

That Sister Chen looks good, she looks like a diligent woman, and she does things carefully, compared to the people from these stores, she still remembers it very clearly.

It's just that this Sister Chen is probably usually a person who doesn't talk much, and she usually doesn't talk about things that have anything to do with her, and she usually doesn't speak, she just belongs to the kind of people who don't care very much, thinking about such people, I'm afraid she knows a lot, but she just doesn't want to say more.

However, in the store, I am afraid that there is no way to say more, so I can only bring people back, and maybe I can ask for something.

I just don't know if Miao Hui can bring people back, and I don't know if she has been losing her mind just now, and whether she noticed the people in the shoe store at that time.

Miao Hui went, Ding Fan didn't look back, and after returning to the police station, he told the police officer in the office that if Kong Jie came back, he asked him to go downstairs to the autopsy room to find himself.

Although the officer didn't know what Ding Fan meant, he nodded and agreed.

After explaining the matter clearly, Ding Fan took his things and went straight to the dissection room downstairs.

Xiao Huang was already waiting inside the autopsy room at this time, not only did he make all the preparations, but even the people in the forensic medicine room were invited out by him.

As soon as he saw Ding Fan coming, he immediately sent a medical white coat, gloves and masks and other things, although he didn't know whether this thing was useful or not, but Ding Fan asked him to prepare things, and he naturally couldn't slack off.

"What are these?"

Ding Fan walked to the side and simply washed his hands, and put the white coat on his body, as for the mask, he didn't mean to take it at all, just took the gloves and put them on his hands, and then walked to the side of the corpse and observed it carefully.

Strangely, the corpse had obviously been sorted out by Xiao Huang before, but some things seemed to be a little inexplicable.

For example, the lump of yellow mud that is now placed in the tray, I really can't understand what Xiao Huang is doing with this thing here.

As soon as Xiao Huang saw Ding Fan asking, he immediately came to his senses, cleared his throat with a serious face, walked to the edge of the tray, and introduced it very solemnly: "This is the clay I specially sent to someone, I heard that this clay is very delicate, as long as there is no problem with the proportions of the mixture, the plastic effect of making a human face is the best." ”

"I asked a friend to help me adjust it, and now the viscosity is the most suitable. ”

Ding Fan is not a clay man, he asked him to prepare some things before, but he just wanted him to help prepare some brushes and paper, who told him to prepare these things?

is also clay clay, these things are probably to know Ding Fan, Ding Fan may not know it!

"You don't have to go to such trouble, it's too much trouble to use clay, just get me some paper and a pen. ”

"Sketch pencils, just find me some blank paper, this clay ...... It's a bit too high-end!"

After all, people are still kind, and Ding Fan doesn't want to say it too directly, but when he heard what Xiao Huang's ears heard, it was a completely different matter, and he thought he was being modest.

"Where's that?"

"I'll be honest with you, I've always been interested in this skill, but no one taught me, so I usually made a little clay and practiced it myself. ”

"So this clay and the like, I usually prepare some by myself, but I usually configure it myself, today I specially asked a friend to come over to help, and I specially used glutinous rice water to mix it, and the viscosity is definitely enough. ”

Come on, listening to what he said today, if he didn't see Ding Fan restore his appearance and figure it out, Bacheng would not give up.

Now that everything is ready, Ding Fan can't say anything more.

Fortunately, when I was in the Northeast before, I practiced for a while, but I didn't have to pinch this thing for a long time, and it was just a little handy.

After trying a few times, Ding Fan found that what he was pinching out now was actually not much stronger than the plasticine pinched by elementary school students, that is, he barely pinched out the shape of a face.

Even Xiao Huang, who was following Ding Fan's side, couldn't stand it anymore, and for the first time there was doubt in his eyes.

Fortunately, Ding Fan's psychological quality is not bad, but after thinking for a while, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth but did not light it, and stared straight at the dead who had turned into a dry corpse.

And in my mind, a picture gradually began to appear, and the hands placed in the clay gradually began to move.

The clay that had been pinched flat by him before had been re-kneaded together by him, and the mud ball in his hand grew bigger and bigger, until the mud ball was almost the size of a human head, and then he stopped the movement in his hand.

The unlit cigarette on his mouth was inhaled by him, and the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly and said: "You can also help pinch one, the size is the same as mine, I say one step, you follow one step." ”

Xiao Huang was a little skeptical of Ding Fan's hands-on ability just now, and felt that he had been obsessed with this technology for too long, and thought of this technology as a bit of a myth.

But after listening to Ding Fan's words, after looking at the mud ball in his hand and comparing it with the corpse of the victim on the side, he suddenly understood what it was, nodded his head a little excitedly, picked up the clay on the side, and quickly pinched the mud ball out of a rough outline of the human head with both hands.

Ding Fan didn't look at his movements, and said to himself.

"There is a great similarity in the facial characteristics of the Chinese people, and in the case of a long distance between the north and the south, there is also a little difference in the facial characteristics, and generally speaking, this boundary will form a more obvious watershed in the Yangtze River basin. ”

"For example, for the northern generation, most of the northeast people look rougher, which has a certain relationship with the living habits, the cold climate needs to drink wine and eat meat to maintain the supply of physical strength, generally in the position of the frontal bone, there is a higher masseter muscle, if the grassland life, the position of the masseter muscle will be higher in other places. ”

"On the other hand, most of the residents of the Jiangnan generation are petite and weak, and due to the humid climate and eating habits, their skeletons are naturally slender and their faces are more delicate than those in the north. ”

"The farther north the population, the frontal bones, cheekbones and nose, the more prominent they become, while the southern generation is more introverted. ”

"Of course, the situation I'm talking about now is basically just the basic appearance of the Han people, not the situation of ethnic minorities. ”

"For example, this victim, you should be able to tell where she grew up from her bones!"

Ding Fan said as he said that the mud ball on his hand had gradually taken on a general shape outline.

Looking at Xiao Huang's side, it's basically a mess, not to mention the facial features, even the head is deformed, and it looks a bit like a gourd-shaped from a distance.

Fortunately, Ding Fan asked him a more familiar question, which was a relief for him.

"Judging from the skeleton characteristics of the deceased, she should be a northerner, there is no doubt about this, the skeleton is large, smaller than the average man, but slightly larger than the skeleton of a southern woman, about 1.7 meters tall, already about the same as me!"

Ding Fan didn't say anything, still fiddling with the clay with both hands, and only after being silent for a while did he speak: "That's right, generally speaking, northerners will have slightly longer faces, slightly wider foreheads, more slender eyes, and thinner lips!"

"This woman belongs to the northerner race, that is, high cranial sex, with a high, narrow face, middle-framed eyes, and a slightly high nose. ”

"Women generally have duck egg-shaped faces, and their looks should be good, and the profession you deduce must not be able to eat this bowl of rice if they don't look good enough, so the width of the eye cleft should be fifteen to twenty millimeters, and about ten to twelve up and down. ”

"The last is the mouth, if it is from North China, then the characteristics of the mouth should not be very large, and the other is the position of the two cheeks, plus a little line, so that it is almost the same. ”

From the moment Ding Fan entered the state, it was more than half an hour before and after, and a clay pinched avatar was basically completed.

Although it looked a little rough and couldn't reach the point of expressiveness, it looked much more real than the dried corpse now.

Xiao Huang was already stunned when he watched from the side, and he couldn't imagine that he was still laughing at Ding Fan's craftsmanship in his heart before, and it was not as good as the plasticine pinched out by the primary school students, and he was completely speechless at this time.

In his opinion, this is already a god-level skill, and I am afraid that he may not be able to learn it in his lifetime.