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At three o'clock in the morning, the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Qianwan knocked on the door and handed the inspection report to Gao Zhengyi, "The results are out." ”

Gao Zhengyi pinched his eyebrows, took the report and looked through it, and saw that the blood group match rate on it exceeded 99.9%.

Tsk.

couldn't help but scold, "This murderer is really a pervert." ”

"The logic of the murderer of the serial case must be different from ordinary people." Qianwan said in a cold voice, "So the other information on the painting, we have to analyze it as soon as possible." ”

Gao Zhengyi nodded, "The red used by the murderer to paint is mixed with the blood of the deceased, and if the word "five" on it is a hint, it is likely that it is the fifth person he is going to attack." ”

"The photo has been compared with an image expert, and there is a pink reed swing in Wuhu, which is not quite right except for the location of this mountain, and everything else can be corresponded."

Qianwan narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "What did the superior say?" ”

Gao Zhengyi shook his head helplessly, "I don't approve of this operation." ”

The idea of the superiors is to win in stability, feel that the police force is limited, and do not want to spend it in such an unfounded place.

Qianwan snorted coldly, she could probably guess the result.

"I should have two days off."

"You don't want to...... Go over by yourself, right? Gao Zhengyi was taken aback, "And didn't you say that you will go to country H next week?" ”

Qianwan's eyes were cold, "Solve the present first." ”

Gao Zhengyi took a deep breath, "I don't agree. ”

Actions that the superiors did not agree to, not to mention the unpredictable dangers.

How could it be agreed that she would go alone.

"I'll apply to my superiors again, anyway, you can't go it alone."

"I can wait," Qianwan said in a calm tone, "but the woman in the painting can't afford to wait." ”

She had a hunch.

The killer controls the temperature at the fourth scene, leading them to the painting.

Explain the time, for him.

It's also extremely important.

"I have to go."

Gao Zhengyi heard the incommittance in her tone, and was silent for a while, and slowly released his clenched fist, "...... Good. ”

……

Wuhu, lakeside.

In the early morning, a layer of mist rises and floats lazily on the surface of the lake, and the weeping willow branches on the shore are looming, and the sun is thick in the late autumn season.

Qin Fengmian watched as the students set up their easels and began to sketch ink lines on the drawing paper with a very fine art pen, and smiled, "This time I came out to sketch, I will only give you one theme, fog." ”

The mountain fog is deep, a natural form of water that everyone is familiar with.

However, for students who are accustomed to mimicking objects with color paints, fog is the most difficult to grasp.

Because of its "emptiness".

Except for those who have Chinese painting skills, they began to change to ink brushes, and the rest of them all frowned and stared at the lake.

Bewildered.

"Don't stick to the previous skill training, you are already very experienced in copying real objects, and the teacher just wants everyone to give full play to their imagination."

Qin Fengmian saw that few people had started writing, and reminded a few words, "The water in the lake is fog." The spring in the mountain is fog. In the forest, it is fog. It is fog in the eye, fog in the mind, it is invisible, but there are traces, and the most precious thing about painting is that it is completely free......"

Yin Xiaorou stood aside, looking at Qin Fengmian with admiration and talking eloquently.

Even the most prosaic words, as long as Teacher Qin reads them.

It's as if they all have life.

He can gently tile the scenery he sees in front of your eyes.

Zhang Feng yawned and inserted the utility pen into the pen holder.

He couldn't listen to the teachers' words that were crepe but meaningless, and turned his head to look at Bai Ge.

He shouted in a low voice, "Ge Ye." ”

Bai Ge stood intently in front of the easel, and didn't seem to listen to Qin Fengmian's speech.

From the direction of Zhang Feng, only half of his side face could be seen, but it was only a small half.

can make Zhang Feng a little amazing.

No wonder it can make Xia Meiren chase after him and never forget it.

However, I'm not bad brother.

The nose is the nose and the face is the face......

Zhang Feng touched his chin, immersed in the idea that his appearance was also a starfish.

Hearing Bai Ge ask him, he didn't have a brain, so he asked in a daze, "Master Ge, is your girlfriend Teacher Qin's fiancée?" ”

"What did you just say?"

A questioning voice next to him made Zhang Feng immediately come back to his senses.

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