Hearing this, Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, and the other party stopped talking and began to pour tea for Xiao Ming's parents.

The criminal Conglian said very politely: "Originally, I wanted to invite your family of three to the police station to assist in the investigation, but because everyone is relatively familiar, I want to have a meal together first and talk about something related to the case." ”

"What case?" Zheng Xiaoming's parents were quite nervous, "It's okay with Xiao Ming, right?" ”

"No, no." The criminal conglian hurriedly interrupted the nervous parents, and said, "I just want to ask, you took Xiao Ming to Hongjing Park yesterday, right?" ”

Xiao Ming's parents became even more nervous: "I...... I heard that someone died in Paradise yesterday, and we weren't so unlucky that we could even meet this, right? ”

Lin Chen and Xing Conglian glanced at each other, even more sure that their judgment was not wrong.

"During the period of 10:00-12:00 a.m., are you and Xiao Ming in the park?"

Xiao Ming's mother recalled: "It seems that we opened the door at half past nine in the morning and were in the park, and then we had to leave at five o'clock in the afternoon." Xiao Ming's mother patted her son's head, "He likes to stand under the roller coaster and watch the tracks, but he resolutely refuses to sit on it." ”

"That's the case with gifted children." Wang Chao sighed, "When I was a child, I also liked to see the roller coaster track, and I thought that arc was particularly beautiful. ”

Xing Conglian patted Wang Dynasty's head like Xiao Ming's mother, told people to shut up, and then said to the two parents: "So I don't know if you can recall, have any strangers given Xiao Ming anything?" In the spirit of prudence, the criminal conglian asked.

Xiao Ming's mother really stabbed Xiao Ming's father and whispered: "I'll just say that there is something wrong with that person!" ”

The torture conglian's face turned pale: "What kind of person did you say there was a problem, and where did you encounter it?" ”

"I can't seem to remember exactly where...... Anyway, it's a very strange person, that person gave our Xiao Ming a balloon, and then left...... "Xiao Ming's mother said.

The young man hurriedly handed over the tablet, and the picture just stayed at the moment when a stranger wearing a peaked cap tied a balloon to Zheng Xiaoming's hand.

"Yes, yes, that's him." As if she finally remembered something, Xiao Ming's mother said excitedly, but suddenly, her tone changed again, "This person who gave us Xiao Ming's balloon can't be a murderer, right?" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Ming's father stabbed Xiao Ming's mother again: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm shocked, the police are here." ”

It was difficult for the criminal company to answer this question, so he could only say: "The specific situation is still in the process of investigation." He paused, and continued to distract Xiao Ming's parents with questions, "By the way, do you still keep the balloon that was given to Xiao Ming?" ”

"The balloon was thrown a long time ago, we didn't drive that day, we came by subway, and we can't take it with us on the subway." Xiao Ming's mother said with some disgust, "And we always think that person is too evil." ”

The torturer sighed almost inaudibly.

Lin Chen picked up the tea on the table and took a sip of it, and asked Xiao Ming's mother: "What kind of evil sect method did you just say about the other party's evil sect?" ”

"What should I say, this ......" Xiao Ming's mother tried to recall again, "Have you ever seen a person who covered himself so tightly in the summer, and also wore a sunglasses and a mask from the boss, I remember, it scared people to death." ”

"You mean, he goes out of his way to keep his face from being seen, does he?" The criminal servant asked.

"Yes, his sunglasses are very big, they can cover half of his face, and I remember the collar of his clothes turned high." Xiao Ming's mother said.

Lin Chen nodded: "Wait a minute, I have to trouble you and your husband to take Xiao Ming to the police station to make a mock portrait." ”

"Is it really a suspect?" Xiao Ming's father just □□ words, "But it's been so long, we really can't remember." ”

"There are police officers in charge of portraits at the police station who will help you reminisce ......"

Before Lin Chen's words fell, suddenly, Zheng Xiaoming, who had been holding his arm very much, suddenly got up and snatched the tablet in his mother's hand.

Xiao Ming's mother was about to scold her son, but Lin Chen shook his head and stopped the other party with his eyes.

He lowered his eyes, Zheng Xiaoming didn't say a word, and familiarly returned the tablet of the dynasty to the main interface, opened the drawing board, took out the stylus, and began to draw on the blank drawing tablet.

With Zheng Xiaoming's faster and faster brushstrokes, the patterns on the blank drawing paper gradually became clear.

The shape of the face gradually appeared, followed by sunglasses and masks, Lin Chen noticed that Zheng Xiaoming drew a hooked corner of his lips in advance before painting the mask, and then covered the lower part of the face with the mask.

Wang Chao leaned over and touched Zheng Xiaoming's head with great appreciation: "I'm too awesome to rely on you, do I think you are my brother?" ”

The convict covered the young man's mouth and dragged him back.

Soon, Zheng Xiaoming stopped his brush.

Lin Chen's hand kept on top of Xiao Ming's head, and the child raised his head and asked him with a tentative look.

Lin Chen looked at the picture, looked at the child's face, and whispered to him: "The painting is very good, and the details are sufficient." ”

The little fat man's face was soft and big, his eyes were wet, like a small animal with ignorance and anxiety when he was born, if it weren't for Zheng Xiaoming's weight problem, Lin Chen would have wanted to hold people on his lap, and now, he could only lean into Xiao Ming's soft face and ask him: "What you mean when you drew that smiling face is that the person who gave you the balloon was very happy at the time, right?" ”

Xiao Ming nodded vigorously.

"Why is he so happy, what happened before?" Lin Chen asked again.

Xiao Ming looked at him, picked up the pen again, and lowered his head to prepare for the new drawing paper.

Wang Chao hurriedly stopped: "Wait, wait, brother, save it first, I rely on such an important clue to let Teacher Zhang kneel and accept you as an apprentice!" ”

"Who is Mr. Zhang?" Xiao Ming's mother asked.

"The portrait expert of the police department." Lin Chen replied for the dynasty.

Xiao Ming hurriedly stored the paper that he had almost deleted, and then started drawing on the blank paper again.

Soon, the lawn and the vast lake appear in the picture, and you can clearly see the children playing by the lake and the white doves flying in patches.

Then, a man who was looking up at the sky appeared on the bench by the lake, Lin Chen noticed that there was only one balloon left in the man's hand on the bench, and then, Zheng Xiaoming began to paint on the sky.

One, two, three......

In mid-air above the lake, three hydrogen balloons appeared......

Wang Chao took a big breath, and before the young man could speak, Xing Conglian reached out and covered the person's mouth.

The private room of the restaurant was so quiet that the needles could be heard, and everyone didn't look at it, silently waiting for Zheng Xiaoming to finish drawing the final content.

The three hydrogen balloons were tied to a black strip-shaped object that could not be seen clearly, and they were slowly rising into the air, looking at this picture, Lin Chen's palms were a little cold.

"What the hell is this?" The dynasty finally had a chance to speak, and the young man's voice was also tinged with some panic.

The atmosphere in the box tensed again.

"What the hell is that my son drawing?" Xiao Ming's mother asked, "Did the murderer really give the balloon to my son?" ”

"It's still in the process of investigation, and it can't be determined." Lin Chen rubbed Xiao Ming's head, and had no choice but to avoid topics that were inconvenient to talk about in front of the other party, "Xiao Ming is really powerful, he has a talent for drawing, but you still need to take Xiao Ming to the police station to make a more detailed portrait." ”

Wang Chao also began to help: "Yes, yes, the little chubby dun is simply Picasso's reincarnation, very powerful!" ”

Xiao Ming's mother heard someone praising her son, and her nervousness was temporarily relieved: "Hey, if it weren't for Mr. Lin saying that he was a genius...... We've always been ...... Raise him like an idiot. ”

"So you sent him to learn to draw, didn't you?" Lin Chen asked.

Xiao Ming's mother became excited: "Hey, how do you know, the main thing is that we basically can't communicate with him, so I thought if we could let him paint more, there is a place to express it, and we do it...... Is that right? ”

Lin Chen nodded: "Xiao Ming does have some verbal defects, and many communications cannot be completed normally, but his talent for painting is related to his visual-spatial ability, and this aspect seems to be his strength." ”

"Hey, by the way, Mr. Lin, you can leave me a WeChat, we will contact us often when we are free."

At the end of the meal, Lin Chen was almost talking to the parents of gifted children about education, until the police station, Xiao Ming's family of three was sent to Teacher Zhang's portrait room, and he and Xing Conglian had time to sit down and discuss Xiao Ming's paintings in front of Wang Dynasty's tablet.

Wang Dynasty maximized the three balloons and the black strip that Xiao Ming had drawn floating in mid-air, and the three of them were silent in the face of the strangely shaped picture.

"Is this something released by the suspect?"

"I'm afraid so?"

"Holy, what the hell is this black lump tied under the balloon."

Lin Chen pursed his lips and said lightly: "If you didn't guess wrong, it should be ......"

"The murder weapon." The torturer Lian finally said.

Hearing the answer of the criminal conglian, Lin Chen also fell into deep thought, the police did not find the murder weapon at the scene of the crime, including the surrounding area, they speculated that the murderer who assassinated Stancom may be a veteran, very smart to choose to take the murder weapon away from the scene or choose a better way to deal with it, but they never thought that the other party actually tied the murder weapon under three balloons and sent it into the air.

"He's insane, let the murder weapon fly, if it is seen, it will be easy to be seen!" Dynasty said incomprehensibly.

"For criminals, the longer the murder weapon is placed on the body, the easier it is to make mistakes, such as being able to quickly dispose of the murder weapon is a compulsory course for every criminal." Torture Conglian said.

Wang Chao seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked: "The suspect let the murder weapon let himself go, does it mean that there are clues related to him on the murder weapon, such as fingerprints or something, so he has to deal with it immediately?" ”

"There's a good chance that's the case."

"But why did he let it go, can't he throw it in the lake?" The dynasty did not understand.

Lin Chen did not answer.

Xing Conglian continued: "Is he a fool when we are the police, if he throws it in the lake, it will be easy to be found. ”

"But even if you let it go, it's easy to find." Wang Chao said with a relaxed face. 166 Reading Network