In a conference room on the second floor of the technical department, I met the somewhat magical Huang Yanqiu, who had been rumored to be.

Huang Yanqiu is in his early fifties, not tall, with a slightly hunched back and deep wrinkles on his face. His hands, with their bones and joints protruding, are almost covered with calluses, which looks extremely weather-beaten, and also indicates that he is an authentic farmer.

But unlike ordinary dealers, he wears something deliberately. Blue acrylic trousers, a pair of round-toed black leather shoes, wiped spotlessly. The upper body is a pale yellow plaid shirt with a light gray jacket overneath. Although this dress is not trendy, and even a little nondescript, it is by no means the dress of an ordinary farmer.

Huang Yanqiu sat on a wooden chair by the window, and opposite him was a middle-aged man in his forties, not wearing a police uniform, dressed in casual clothes, looking relaxed and casual. Leaning on a large rattan chair, holding a crusty book, while asking Huang Yanqiu some questions casually, he kept sketching on the notebook.

But if you pay a little attention, you will find that he has been communicating and thinking for a long time, and the speed of his strokes is extremely fast, without hesitation, and he is very firm, the lines are simple and smooth, and the image on the paper has been accurately outlined in a few strokes. With this, we can already see his talent and skills in the field of painting.

Huang Yanqiu was a little nervous, leaning forward, his hands on the armrests of the seat, as if he was trying to hear every question clearly, and he would think carefully about these questions and answer them seriously. It's just that the speed of speech is very slow, I don't know if it's my own habit or because I'm a little restrained in the bureau, and the teacup in my hand has hardly been touched.

Cao team told me in a low voice that the person who talked to Huang Yanqiu was Zhao Guoding, a portrait expert from the technical department, who was snatched from the Academy of Fine Arts by relying on the national policy of introducing special talents, and graduated from the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts.

When Zhao Guoding was still in school, he was an eyewitness to a theft. Although he was far away from the criminal, he wrote down the physical characteristics of the person almost instantly, took out the pen and paper he had with him, and sketched a sketch.

Later, when cooperating with the investigation, Zhao Dingguo helped the police draw a sketch, based on which the police sent faxes to all local public security agencies, and in less than a week, the absconding thief was caught from Guangxi.

When the criminals were brought back, everyone found that Zhao Guoding's sketches drawn from memory were almost exactly the same as those of the thieves, and while admiring his strong painting skills, Lao Jiang Ju valued his super memory and logical reasoning ability more. Several times of communication with the school, coupled with Zhao Guoding's own interest in criminal investigation work, brought people into the bureau.

Zhao Guoding's story of entering the industry changed his life, and in the blink of an eye, he has been working in the bureau for ten years, and in these ten years, with the simple descriptions of eyewitnesses, he has painted portraits of thousands of suspects, and more than 90% of these suspects have been arrested. What is even more admirable is that he has trained hundreds of people for the national public security front, and his full-time criminal investigation imaging class once became the most popular training program in the system, and of course, he has also become the most authoritative expert in this field.

Team Cao patted me on the shoulder, took a few pieces of sketch paper from the desk next to me and handed it to me, on which was a portrait sketch of the front. The person in the painting is very young, with a long face and short hair, a high nose bridge, and high cheekbones, but there is a sense of perseverance and ability from the eyebrows and eyes. From the face shape and facial structure, it looks more like a northerner. But for some reason, this seemingly ordinary sketch gave me a strange feeling, not so much how expressive the work itself was, but an indescribable awkwardness.

I quickly picked up a few more and looked at them carefully. If you just look at it casually, there is no doubt that these pictures should be painted by a person, but if you look closely, each one is different.

For example, there are subtle differences in the eyebrows of each one, some are slightly raised, and some are twisted together. For example, the corners of each mouth are also different, some seem to imply a smile, and some seem to represent a reserved desire to speak.

Of course, this can be understood as the different expressions of the same person in different situations, but I know that the portrait method of the public security system is very important is not mixed with any personal feelings. This contains not only the feelings of the painter himself, but also the emotional factors of the painting object, so the portrait of the suspect is always expressionless, and only in this way can the facial features of the person be magnified to the maximum.

Why does the portrait of the most authoritative expert in the system violate this principle? Could it be that in Zhao Guoding's judgment, the expression and even emotional factors of the man in black go beyond the importance of physical features?

I flipped through the other sheets and realized that there were six works in total, and the numbers in the upper left corner should represent different narrators, and I thought that the three with "L" in front should be drawn according to the description of Lu Pan, and the "R" should be Xiao Rao. It is undeniable that Lu Panzi and Xiao Rao's sketches, the facial features of the man in black are basically the same, and it can almost be concluded that they met the same person.

I took the sketch paper, paced forward a few more steps, came to a place about two meters behind Zhao Guoding, and carefully looked at the hardcover book in his hand.

Although it is still only a few scribbled line outlines, far from realistic, I can still judge that the current one is obviously very similar to the ones in my hand. But a new doubt came to mind again, if the person Huang Yanqiu saw was the same person as Lu Panzi and Xiao Rao, then the interval between several incidents was more than 20 years, and the man in black was not aging, he was as young as ever, how should this be explained?

"Why, Chang, do you see something strange?" a low, hoarse voice sounded behind me, I turned my head, and at some point, Oe stood behind me, looking at me with a smile.

I pulled Da Jiang down a little far away from Zhao Dingguo, and said in a low voice: "Da Jiang, I am not an expert in this regard, but I just think that Zhao Dingguo's portrait this time seems to have a lot of emotional color, which is a bit abnormal, and he has painted so many pictures, there should be a lot of uncertainties." ”

Da Jiang gave me a thumbs up, "Lao Chang, you hit the nail on the head, starting from Lu Panzi's picture, Lao Zhao felt that there was a problem, generally speaking, the descriptor pays more attention to a person's facial features, because that is easier to remember, such as the face shape, the size of the eyes, the height of the nose bridge, etc., but what Lu Panzi and Xiao Rao remember is the suspect's demeanor and expression, on the contrary, the facial features are not clear, you see, this character image is more like an artificially created hero image, very strange." ”

"So, this represents a new possibility. I couldn't help but whisper a reply.

"What is the possibility? Do you mean that what they see is not a specific person, but an illusion?" Oe keenly caught my thoughts, but still asked in disbelief, "Chang, how can different people have the same hallucination?

If it weren't for a kind of collective unconscious, why hadn't the appearance of the man in black changed much in the span of more than 20 years? If the man in black was twins, what was the probability that his son would be twins after 20 years, assuming that their descendants would inherit their father's business? I said a few words slowly.

"Hallucinations, collective unconscious, that is, hallucinations can also be manipulated, how is this possible?" Oe said with his head down, muttering.

"I know there's an ancient illusion that can do it, and my instincts tell me that it has something to do with mushroom dealers. My answer sent Oe deep in thought again.

Zhao Dingguo's painting work lasted for two hours, during which time we went outside the building to smoke, drink tea and chat, read the newspapers and magazines of these days, and went back and forth several times in order not to disturb him. During this period, we also had a brief exchange with Cao Team Dajiang, and it can be seen that after Cao Team saw Zhao Dingguo's portrait works, he no longer had the hesitation he had when he came, and he did not have any comments on what I said and Dajiang.

"What's going on, Team Cao, it seems that this plan to get wine from me is going to fail again?" Seeing that everyone was getting more and more dull, I asked Team Cao with a smile.

"Lao Chang, it is not known who killed the deer. We're betting on which direction we'll be able to solve the mystery, and your theory makes sense, but it doesn't reveal the truth. Even if, as you said, the man in black is a trick and an illusion, starting from the illusion and finding out the truth, I still win. Lao Chang, you, you are too picky, you don't let go of those wines, if you want to be reluctant, it's no problem, and you can get a good tea of ten catties and eight catties. Team Cao glanced at me, and added firmly,

"I don't believe it, we can't find out the origin of the man in black?"

"Team Cao, you can really fight back, but no matter which direction we investigate, we can't avoid a question, that is, the motive, what is the purpose of a bureau that has been deliberate for decades, or even hundreds of years?"

My question has silenced everyone again.

(Those who cast and write the image: that is, all sentient beings seek the Buddha's path; what they do is to cultivate all the enlightened actions, as if they are as if they were as if they were as they are, and how can they be sent to cast and write gold and bronze? The so-called permanent subtle body is not the method of being corrupted. If a person seeks the Tao and does not understand how to cast a true face, how can he speak of merit ?--"Theory of Breaking Phase")