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At that time, the son of the vulture was only 12 years old and had just entered junior high school. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because the vulture usually mixes in the dark forces and has always ignored the family, he basically rarely cares about his son, so he never takes his son to and from school.

That day, the vulture son came home alone after school.

However, halfway through the journey, he was suddenly covered with a bag from behind, and then he felt someone hit him on the knee with a stick, and he howled in pain.

He wanted to resist, but he felt that someone from all sides was throwing sticks at his limbs very fiercely, and in a short time, the vulture's son was knocked unconscious.

After being knocked unconscious, the vulture's son was put into a sack and thrown into a cart.

However, what those who knocked out the vulture son did not expect was that the vulture son woke up in a daze after being thrown into the car.

He was more clever, and after waking up from the pain, he didn't make any sound. And perhaps because he was under his father since he was a child, he was exposed to it, and the vulture son also has a ruthlessness in his bones. Only 12 years old, he endured the severe pain of broken limbs, gritted his teeth, and bit out a knife from his jacket pocket.

This is a very common stationery knife used by students, used to sharpen pencils. Then the vulture's son took the knife in his mouth, and then, with severe pain, cut a little slit in the sack in front of him.

After doing all this, the vulture's son was completely out of strength, and beads of sweat were already covering his forehead, a large part of which was due to pain, and the action just now had touched his broken bones, making him feel so painful that he couldn't cry out.

However, after cutting a small slit in the sack, he was able to observe the outside a little.

At this point, the vulture son saw himself in a car, in the back seat of the car.

He was shoved on the floor of the back seat and trampled on by his feet.

There are two people in the back seat, and one person in the front driver's seat and one person in the front passenger seat.

There were four of them, and the son of the vulture counted them silently in his mind, and then he heard their conversation.

"This kid is dizzy, isn't he?"

"Well, I'm dizzy, I just looked at it, if I can wake up like this, then my grandson also respects him as a good man!"

"Don't kill him, the above requirement is not to kill people, otherwise we won't be able to pay the errand."

"Don't worry, the brothers are very measured, we will only beat his limbs, and we will not die."

"This kid is also quite pitiful, boss, why do you want us to deal with such a kid ruthlessly?"

"Hmph, don't ask more about things you shouldn't know."

The man sitting in the passenger seat suddenly turned his head and warned a fat man sitting in the back seat.

But it was precisely because of this turn of head that the vulture's son saw his face in an instant.

At that time, the vulture's son was at the height of his hatred, so when the man in the passenger seat turned his head, the vulture's son firmly recorded his face and engraved it in his mind.

The car drove very fast, and not long after, the vulture's son was thrown out of the car and hit the ground with a broken bone, which made the vulture almost faint in pain.

However, before finally fainting, he tried to keep his eyes on the slit, just in time to see the car passing in front of him, and the street lamp next to him illuminated the car's license plate number very clearly.

So the son of the vulture, after glancing at the license plate number and remembering it in his heart, fainted in pain.

Hearing this, Wang Bing couldn't help but get excited, and asked eagerly, "What is the license plate number?" ”

The vulture's son thought for a while and said, "A32338, I remember it very clearly, because after waking up in the hospital, I told my dad as soon as I woke up and asked him to write it down on paper. ”

Wang Bing glanced at the vulture lightly, and said coldly: "Since you know about this license plate number, why didn't you say it just now?" ”

"This license plate number, I went to check it at the time, but it was just a fake license car at all, and there were no clues. So then I forgot about it, and in the past ten years, I can't remember it, so I forgot to say it before. The vulture smiled bitterly.

"Deck car?" Wang Bing frowned, looked at the vulture son, and asked, "You said you remember the appearance of one of the people in the car, can you describe it carefully?" ”

The vulture son nodded and said, "I can not only describe it, but I can also draw it for you." ”

"You can also draw?"

"Yes, when I woke up, I always wanted to draw what that person looked like, and I fell in love with sketching, and then I went to college and studied art. Over the past ten years, I have drawn a lot of sketches of that man, so I can be sure that I can draw a portrait that is eight points similar to him! The vulture's son said confidently.

Seeing Wang Bing's somewhat disbelieving look, the vulture added: "My son is not interested in inheriting my career. After that incident, I became obsessed with painting, and now I am also a well-known painter. I didn't even think that he would like to draw because he wanted to paint that person. ”

"Can you draw it right now?" Wang Bing said a little impatiently.

"Yes, Dad, help me get my paintbrush and sketchpad."

This is the base camp of the vulture, and his son loves to draw, so naturally he has some ready-made painting tools.

So the vulture went straight from the cabinet in the room and took out the paintbrush and the drawing board.

After the vulture's son took the brush and the drawing board, he sniffed intently for a while, and suddenly he was smoothly swaying his pen and ink on the drawing board.

A figure is quickly sketched under his nimble right hand.

Wang Bing is a knowledgeable person, and he can see at a glance that the son of the vulture is indeed good at painting. And it can be seen that he does often paint this portrait, so he can paint it so skillfully.

In just fifteen minutes, a realistic sketch of a human face was drawn by the son of a vulture.

After he finished painting, Wang Bing was very excited and solemnly put away the portrait and put it in his arms.

After finding this most valuable clue, Wang Bing carefully asked the vulture's son a few more questions, and after seeing that he couldn't ask any other valuable clues, he looked at the vulture like a vulture, and then said.

"I want to thank you for this matter, what happened back then, and what happened here, I won't pursue it with you. What do you think about what happened today? ”

"This ...... My subordinates' skills are not as good as others, and I can bear this heel! I'll pay for their medical bills myself, and I'll treat you as if you've never been here, nothing has happened! But I hope that you will never appear in front of us in the future! We don't want to have anything to do with you! ”

Wang Bing nodded and said, "That's naturally the best." ”

Then he walked out the door and left the bar.

(Today's first chapter.)

Today is Sunday, a day off, so it can be updated on time.

I'm also trying to write a little more today, and try to start resuming the 7 a.m. and 7 p.m. punctual update rhythm today! ）