039. Shadow Graphics
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The middle-aged man held the big red cigarette pack in his dark hands, and placed it in the vacant position in the cigarette cabinet in all directions, and his expression was no better than the seriousness of the waiter in the gold store to take the gold jewelry.
After the shopkeeper had finished his business, he raised his head and looked at the two men and a woman in front of him.
"They're the police!" The woman lifted Erlang's legs and explained.
Hearing the title of "public security", Wang Long and Zuo Ling both smiled slightly, as if they had seen an old antique from the nineties.
"Oh! You've already asked us in the morning! Is there something going on at the garbage dump? The man looked suspicious.
"There was no accident over there, but someone said that there was a suspicious person who appeared near the garbage dump around twelve o'clock last night!" Zuo Ling said as he took out a small notepad.
"Hmm, that's weird! In the morning, the police came to ask if they saw a man walking and eating a meal, and I said no! I really didn't see anyone like that! "The boss seemed a little innocent, and he felt inexplicable when he was disturbed many times a day for no reason.
Wang Lung walked over, took out a cigarette case in his pocket, took out one and handed it to the boss, the boss was about to take it, Ning Hao opened the soft China in his hand.
"Come, come, come! Officer Wang, smoke this! ā
Ning Hao beckoned as he took out two cigarettes, one to Wang Long and the other to the boss.
With a happy smile on his face, the boss took the cigarette and thanked him again and again.
Wang Lung glanced at Ning Hao: "It's stronger than me!" ā
He tilted his head and lit a cigarette on the lighter flame handed over by the shopkeeper, but found that Ning Hao did not move after handing over the cigarette, he spit out a puff of smoke and asked, "You don't smoke, why do you buy such expensive cigarettes!" ā
Ning Hao glanced at Zuo Ling and said with a smile: "The housekeeper is here, I won't smoke!" Go back and ......."
Zuo Ling knew that he didn't usually smoke, and the purpose of buying cigarettes and giving away cigarettes just now was to shorten the distance between him and the shopkeeper and his wife, so he cooperated and shouted: "If you don't smoke, you just can't remember!" ā
As she spoke, she snatched the cigarette case from Ning Hao's hand and stuffed it into Wang Long's hand: "Brother Wang! I've got you! ā
"Really, then Brother Wang, thank you, junior sister! Ning Hao, your girlfriend, although she is beautiful, she is not easy to handle! My old woman, although she looks average and has a bad temper, is so good, I love to smoke and smoke, she can't care about it! Wang Lung tucked the good things into his trouser pocket and smiled.
"Brother Wang, you are cheap and good!" Zuo Ling said angrily.
Wang Lung just smiled stupidly and didn't answer.
"Is this your husband? It's pretty handsome! The proprietress looked at Ning Hao and said to Zuo Ling.
Zuo Ling couldn't help but blush, quickly pulled the topic back to the right path, and asked the boss: "Then what you just said, the man dragging the box, did he see his face clearly, and other characteristics, as long as he remembers, anything!" ā
The boss smoked other people's expensive cigarettes, and he was grateful in his heart, and his answer was more attentive.
"Well, the lights are not on here at night, so I can't see clearly, and besides, he hasn't been facing me with his face, only a little side, not clear! That person isn't fat or thin, is he? It's about the same as this officer! ā
The man struggled to retrieve his memories and squeeze out some pitiful information, and when it came to height, he pointed to Wang Lung.
Zuo Ling brushed and wrote it down on a notepad.
"When you see the side, you're still a little impressed?" Wang Lung asked.
"It's a little, but I can't tell!" The boss looked embarrassed.
Zuo Ling retreated to the door of the store, looked up and looked around, and when he came in again, he said, "There are no cameras nearby!" ā
"At the entrance of our garbage dump, who will give you a camera!" The proprietress laughed.
After Wang Lung turned around and discussed with Zuo Ling in a low voice, he said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, that's the case, this suspicious person is very important to a case we are investigating, I want you to go with us to the Public Security Bureau, there is a technician there who can describe and portrait according to you, please go and help!" ā
The boss perked up: "I still want to paint a portrait, so foreign!" ā
"We're going to be fine, are we?" The middle-aged woman suppressed her smile and looked a little worried.
"It's going to be fine! He went to tell the technician about his impressions at the time, nothing else! It's best to help if you can, and it doesn't matter if you can't help, don't worry! Zuo Ling said with relief.
"Let's go! It's the first time I've entered the Public Security Bureau for such a big life! Hey! ā
The boss was different from his wife, his eyebrows were raised, and his dark face was full of curiosity and pride.
When I came to the technical department of the criminal police team, the simulated portraitist drew a number of portraits according to the description of the grocery store owner, but because the description was not clear enough, they were only some silhouette profile portraits.
Qian Songtao looked at the result and shook his head: "It's too vague, even the outline is not very clear, I'm afraid it's useless!" ā
Ning Hao let out a knowing smile: "I think this result is enough!" I once wrote a set of algorithms, which is a deep learning algorithm for face recognition, and recently I expanded the capacity of the image database, and after learning, the recognition ability of the software has been greatly enhanced, and a set of seemingly realistic photos can be made based on sketches! ā
Team Leader Qian and the others all focused their eyes on his face curiously, only to hear him continue to explain: "Of course, this is only auxiliary, and the surmised photos cannot guarantee to be completely true!" After all, starting from the boss's description, there are distortions in all links, and in the end, it is not so perfect! ā
"That's also advanced! With a photo, whether it's right or not, check it out based on this first, maybe it's really a clue! Qian Songtao's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Then I'll take the sketch home and study it, and then report the results to you!" Ning Hao said modestly.
"Teacher Ning is too polite, please notify us as soon as there is a result!" Qian Songtao was a little impatient.
At this time, I found that before I knew it, I had been busy for a day, and the time had passed the end of work, and Ning Hao was allowed to take the sketch of the analog portraitist, and returned to Baiding Building with Zuo Ling.
"I'm so happy today, working with you, sure enough, my lover is matched, and I don't get tired of working!" Ning Hao smiled in the elevator, with a happy face.
"When you arrive, you can study those pictures with peace of mind, I will make you something to eat, and you must not treat our experts badly!"
When Zuo Ling spoke, his eyes were full of reverence and admiration, and Ning Hao's heart was fluttering.
The software was ready-made, he scanned the sketches, started the calculation program, and soon generated a set of twelve face photos, and after carefully examining the photos, he muttered to himself: "Except for a man, the others are really uncertain!" ā
Zuo Ling's work in the kitchen was obviously not as easy as Ning Hao's, and when he took the twelve printed photos to find her from the third floor to the second floor, the meal was only half cooked.
"Ning Ning, you are so good! With these twelve faces, we can query through the internal database of the public security system, although we don't know which one is closer to that guy, but one by one step to investigate, maybe there is really a show! ā
Zuo Ling stood at the door of the kitchen, wearing a rose-red apron, holding a half-peeled tomato in his hand, looking at the photo Ning Hao was holding in his hand, looking extremely excited.