Zhang Changshen waved his hand, and his heart was stunned.

The case was sent directly to him, and he didn't know anything about it.

However, as an old investigator, he can't believe what people say. He has carefully investigated the cases of Wei and Wei Qiu. Then he found that Suiping Bofu first took a portrait to various yamen to investigate carefully, and then found out the stable woman.

After the Wei family's case was settled, he was about to find an opportunity to visit Sui Pingbo and ask who painted the portrait, but he didn't think that he hadn't found time yet, Wu Zong told him how powerful his newly recognized little sister's painting was, and the portrait he drew was the same as a real person.

When he asked his little sister again if it was the wrong daughter of Suipingbo's family, he knew who the portrait of Wen Po came from.

Therefore, when the Yangzhou case came out, he directly ordered his subordinates to send the little manservant into Beijing, and wanted Wu Zong, the little junior sister, to draw a portrait of the murderer. This serial murder case is too bad, and we must be cautious and cautious, and we must take this opportunity to arrest the person, so that the tragedy will not happen again.

He also wanted to see with his own eyes whether this little girl, who had been original in painting at a young age, was really capable. If her painting skills are really as everyone says, then their Dali Temple, as well as the painters in the yamen below, can worship this Zhao girl as a teacher and learn her unique painting skills from her.

"Then, I'll bother Miss Zhao for a while." Zhang Chang said cautiously.

He asked, "What do you need?" ”

"We've brought everything we need." Zhao Ruxi pointed to what Ma Sheng and Qingfeng were holding in their hands.

Zhang Changshen saw that the male servant was carrying a wooden shelf in his hand, and the maid was carrying a burden in his hand, and he didn't know what was in it, so he nodded with satisfaction: "Miss Zhao is very thoughtful." ”

Zhao Ruxi smiled.

The guy who eats will never forget it.

The voice of the system suddenly sounded in her head: "Host, I can help you track down this case and provide a portrait of the criminal." ”

Zhao Ruxi's eyebrows raised imperceptibly and asked, "How many points?" ”

"Hmph, if people don't make a sound, you can't remember them." The tone of the system is full of the resentment of abandoned women who have been abandoned by their husbands.

Zhao Ruxi was speechless for a while: "Speak well." ”

The system immediately changed to an emotionless mechanical voice: "Three thousand five hundred points." ”

Zhao Ruxi was laughed at angrily.

This is the point she has on her account now. This mentally retarded person really dared to ask for it, so he gave her a fraction of three points.

"Where are you going to stay cool?" She said.

"Isn't this a sky-high price to pay back on the spot?" The system was aggrieved again, "Can we still have a good time together?" ”

"I can't."

The system was silent for a long time, thinking about the importance of this matter to Zhao Ruxi.

With the idea of having dates or not, it spoke again: "A thousand points? ”

Zhao Ruxi ignored it.

"Host?"

"Don't."

Seeing that Zhao Ruxi refused categorically, there was no room for maneuver at all. The system had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay, it's fifty." ”

"Wait a minute." Zhao Ruxi hurriedly shouted, "How long will it take for you to find out?" Is a cup of tea okay? ”

"A cup of tea?" The system exclaimed, "I can't even get to Yangzhou with a cup of tea!" ”

"Then you won't have a chance to earn these fifty points." Zhao Ruxi said, "I have to paint a portrait in a while." When you check it back, the daylilies are cold. ”

After painting the portrait, after a few days, can she still tell Zhang Changshen that the portrait she painted is different from the portrait of the real murderer? Zhang Changshen had to arrest her as an accomplice to the murderer.

System: "......"

The system didn't say anything after that, and Zhao Ruxi didn't have time to pay attention to it, because the prison boss had brought Sun Jiawang here.

Sun Jiawang was a little boy of eleven or twelve years old, perhaps malnourished, thin and small, wearing a suit that did not fit well, and his clothes were patched, and his whole body was very clean. His eyes were big and bright, and he seemed to be a clever man.

He was a little scared, and after entering the door, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at everyone, and his body was shaking all the time. It was the prison boss who pushed him, and he knelt on the ground and greeted everyone.

Zhao Ruxi had already instructed Ma Sheng to set up the easel. She put on the white paper, held the charcoal in her hand, raised her eyes to look at Sun Jiawang, and called him up: "What does the murderer look like, you can say it." ”

Sun Jiawang was a little stunned, and he didn't seem to be able to react, so the prison boss pushed him again: "You tell this girl what the murderer looks like, and explain it in detail." ”

Zhao Ruxi frowned.

The little boy is so thin, it is estimated that it will be difficult to be a serial murder suspect. Not to mention that he has been interrogated by Yangzhou officials and Zhang Changshen, and the suspicion that he is the murderer must have been ruled out, so she was called to paint a portrait in order to find out the real murderer.

In other words, this is an eyewitness, not a suspect. It was a bit too much for the prison boss to treat him like this.

However, Zhang Changshen and Wu Zong didn't say anything, and she didn't open her mouth, but said to the little boy gently: "Don't be afraid, you should think about his portrait, I want to draw him." When the killer is caught, you can go home. ”

Sun Jiawang glanced at her gratefully, and lowered his head again: "Yes, yes." ”

Zhao Ruxi saw that the prison head was standing by himself, and it was not easy to ask Sun Jiawang to sit down, so he asked him directly: "What do his eyes look like, can you describe it?" ”

Sun Jiawang thought for a while, and then said: "His eyes are not big, slightly slender......"

"Wait." Zhao Ruxi interrupted him, drew a few pairs of eyes on the white paper, and called Sun Jiawang to say, "Come over and see which pair it is?" ”

In her previous life, she had watched a lot of detective movies and television, in which the policemen who could draw pictures painted portraits according to other people's descriptions, and this method was used. She also used it in painting the portrait of Wen Po.

When she said this, not only Sun Jiawang, but also Zhang Changshen and Wu Zong also came over.

There are five pairs of eyes on the paper, all of which are elongated and elongated, but the details are varied.

Sun Jiawang looked at it for a while, pointed to one of the pairs and said, "This." ”

Zhang Changshen and Wu Zong glanced at each other, and they both saw the unusual excitement in each other's eyes.

Zhao Ruxi's method is really good. When they are handling cases, they often have to ask eyewitnesses to describe what the criminals look like. It's just that people's memory is biased, and there is a difference between what is said in the mouth and what is seen with the eyes.

Therefore, even if Wu Zong's painting skills are quite good, there is still a big gap between the portrait drawn and the real criminal.

With Zhao Ruxi's method, it is much better, at least it will not deviate too far. And she drew more realistically, making it easier for eyewitnesses to recognize. No matter how good Wu Zong's painting is, it is always plausible, making it difficult for people to judge whether it is like it or not.