For a long time, Fang Jing shallowly thought that art was painting, designing, or doing some carving or something, but he didn't expect that just changing his mind would have such a great use.

"This is a living bone trace!" Fang Jing's face was full of amazement and admiration.

Cen Jiu followed behind him, compared the skull on the table, and then looked at the middle-aged man's head on the screen, and suddenly realized.

Originally, this skull looked like this!

I have only seen abstract freehand landscape paintings, and have not been exposed to sketches, watercolors, gouaches, oil paintings and other realistic painting styles of Daqi Secret Guard, and I was suddenly shocked by this technique.

After seeing this kind of forensic sculpture, the Gongbi figure painting of the national hand can only be regarded as abstract.

He has also seen the portrait of the emperor's wedding, and he can't see that the portrait has anything to do with himself, no wonder every time the imperial court issues a sea fishing document, every city and town is pasted with the head of a wanted criminal, and the crime solving rate is still frighteningly low, and the abstract and freehand portraits of the painters are completely responsible for most of the responsibility.

As for this kind of touching the bones and deducing what the deceased looked like before his death, it is basically a divine skill.

"This is Professor Liao, a forensic artist who is well-known at home and abroad." Professor Yu introduced the brown-haired beauty to the other party, "Although Professor Liao is young, he is already the first person in the domestic forensic art circle. ”

Just by listening to the tone, you can know how much Professor Yu respects this Professor Liao.

Professor Yu is a master in the domestic art world, and there are few people in the country who can be so respected by him. Fang Jing looked at the young brown-haired beauty in front of him in a little surprise, but he didn't expect that this master of forensic art, who was highly respected by Professor Yu, was so young and so beautiful.

I don't know if I'm thirty years old!

Fang Jing thought silently.

As if guessing what Fang Jing was thinking, Professor Liao smiled: "I'm thirty-six this year, but my face is tender." ”

"......" was speechless Fang Jing.

It's okay to complain in the heart, but any person can guess what he's thinking, which is too shocking.

He touched his face and asked very embarrassedly, "Did I write everything on my face?" ”

"Not really, it's just that you've seen too much of this expression." Professor Liao didn't mind at all, and didn't mean to be offended at all, so he took them to the skeleton display table, pointed to one of the complete skeletons, and said to them, "Based on the characteristics of the osseoiliacs, it can be concluded that the victim was Asian, lived between 10 and 25 degrees north latitude, and the condition of the pelvis and teeth indicates that this is a female skeleton, aged between twenty-five and thirty, who had given birth." ”

She pinched up a leg bone, looked at it under a microscope, and said, "The left leg has been injured and fractured, and depending on the wear and tear of the knee, the victim is a sportsman, most likely a roller skating or long-distance runner." ”

For each part of the explanation, Professor Liao will input the corresponding parameters into the 3D model of the skeleton imported from the computer, and constantly adjust the picture according to these parameters, especially for the fine analysis of the facial features, which is simply subtle to the extreme.

Looking at the skeleton models with various short sticks of different lengths inserted on the computer, slowly adding special films of the corresponding racial ages, retouching the portraits little by little, and finally showing a portrait of a young woman, which opened the eyes of Fang Jing, who knew nothing about art.

Of course, the skeleton in front of him was already a finished product that Professor Liao had already identified, so it was very smooth to explain, so that Fang Jing could have a general understanding, and the specific identification process would definitely be much more complicated and time-consuming than this.

Fang Jing touched his chin and asked, "How long will it take for such a skeleton to be identified?" How to calculate the cost of manpower and material resources? ”

Professor Liao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Fang Jing to be so direct, and said: "It depends on Cheng Dù who the skeleton is damaged, as well as the specific situation, on average, it will be at least four days to a week, and some bones may never be identified because of one reason or another." ”

Fang Jing changed his way and asked, "I have about more than five hundred skulls salvaged there, and there are about a hundred incomplete skeletons, if you want to identify them, how many years will it take, and how much financial support will you need?" ”

Fang Jing knew that with such a delicate job, of course it was impossible for others to do day work, as long as the cost of identity identification could be controlled at about five thousand, his purse could still bear it.

"It will take three to five years to reach the second." Professor Liao said, "Because our laboratory is mainly used for teaching, and the equipment and software are sponsored by relevant units, as for the research funding, about 4 million should be enough." Professor Liao thought about it and gave a very pertinent answer.

Fang Jing roughly calculated, in three to five years, the cost of four million, on average, about a skeleton is only in the early five thousands, fortunately within Fang Jing's budget. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find a lawyer to draw up a contract in the next few days, and if Professor Liao and Professor Yu have no objections, the contract will be signed and the money will arrive immediately." ”

Next, after discussing the specific plan and schedule, as well as some other related terms, they saw that Professor Liao and the others were really worried, so they didn't stay long and left.

Out of the art building, Fang Jing looked at the bright sun above his head and sighed.

"Oops, I've finally solved a big deal with my henchmen."

Cen Jiu was still immersed in the magic of forensic sculptures, and he really didn't understand how anyone could infer the appearance of a person in life based on just a skeleton, which was completely a miracle.

Fang Jing laughed, originally wanted to pick up his toes and rub Cen Jiu's head, but later found that the height difference was too difficult, so he had to pat Cen Jiu's shoulder instead, and said, "This is not a miracle, this is science!" ”

Cen Jiu nodded: "Well, science is amazing. ”

Fang Jing: "......"

Well, it is really a bit difficult for an ancient society person who has not experienced the baptism of the industrial revolution to understand the magic of science.

Fang Jing called Zhang Yue and asked him to meet when he was free to help draw up an employment contract, he hung up the phone, looked at the empty campus, the leafy osmanthus trees, smiled, and said to Cen Jiu: "Let's go, go with my brother and watch the car." ”

Cen Jiu readily agreed.