"Send for these bodies to be brought back, so that their families can bring them back to their burial." Lin Zhiruo walked halfway and turned around and instructed Qin Zimo.

"You're not mistaken, are you? It's all like this, how do you let their families claim it? Qin Zimo thought of those charcoal-like corpses and frowned in disbelief.

"You don't have to bother with this, they can't recognize it, I'll help them recognize it."

At dusk, as soon as Lin Zhiruo returned to the county office, she instructed Bishu to find charcoal and paper, Qin Zimo asked her what the purpose of those things was, she didn't say a word, Qin Zimo followed her to see what tricks she was going to do.

I saw Lin Zhiruo order more than a dozen corpses to be lined up in front of the courtyard one by one, and then walked to the side of the first corpse with a wooden board charcoal pen and paper, looked at the corpse carefully, and then pinched the corpse's face, and finally picked up the charcoal pen and brushed the ground on the paper and began to draw.

Qin Zimo stood behind Lin Zhiruo, watching her draw black lines with that charcoal pen, and then sketching the outline of a person's face, depicting the person's eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth in turn, and even the shape of the chin was drawn just right, the face on that paper seemed to be really a strong peasant man, which could be described as lifelike.

The look of surprise in Qin Zimo's eyes was hard to hide, he had seen many paintings by famous artists, some of them were concrete, and there were very few that could be called lifelike. Lin Zhiruo can restore a human face so accurately in front of a charred corpse on this palm-sized piece of paper? It's incredible!

With doubts and unwillingness, Qin Zimo stared at Lin Zhiruo's every move, waiting to see her next performance.

After also carefully observing the head of the corpse, Lin Zhiruo once again took the pen and began to draw on the paper, Qin Zimo had already seen that kind of brushwork once, but this time he still watched her with curiosity and expectation to play tricks, using charcoal powder and white paper to return the identity of this charred corpse.

Lin Zhiruo finished painting the portrait of the second person, Qin Zimo couldn't help but look at the first one, and deliberately compared whether the two paintings would paint the same face, but the result was beyond his expectations, Lin Zhiruo didn't make the two faces look the same at all.

The third, fourth, fifth...... Until the last one was completed, Qin Zimo looked at the pile of drawing paper and compared, and compared and compared, although he was unwilling to admit and be convinced, he had to admire Lin. If it was a random drawing, how could it be possible to create more than a dozen faces of different characters in just over an hour? If Lin Zhiruo had really carefully observed the characteristics of these deceased, and then carefully reproduced their faces on paper, he had to admit how remarkable this was.

A sense of pride inexplicably emanated from the bottom of his heart, Qin Zimo thought, this is Lin Zhiruo, his princess. She is indeed the most unique and invincible one, no one can compare.

Even Qin Zimo admired Lin Zhiruo's hand-painting, and the prefect and others on the side were even more stunned and shocked after seeing the finished product she wrote, and they were all shocked, there is such a stunt in the world?

"Notify the family members who have lost the body of their loved one to claim it, and it will be recognized according to the face of the person in the painting, and there is no mistake." Lin Zhiruo told the prefect, took off her gloves and handed them to Bishu, turned around and saw that Qin Zimo looked at her a little differently, she disdained it and walked away.

Qin Zimo followed Lin Zhiruo and asked her nonchalantly: "When did you learn such a one-handed painting skill, where did you learn it, and what kind of teacher did you come from, so that it was convenient to reveal two or three to this king?" ”

"The zombie case is closed, right?" Lin Zhiruo diverted the topic and asked him.

"What do you say?" Qin Zimo's tone became sharper.

Lin Zhiruo glanced back at him, "I said it's over, it's over." ”

It's a big deal to elope with Su Yu immediately after he goes back, otherwise he will find a chance to meet with Su Yu at night and discuss creating an "accident" on the way to get out, and it seems that Qin Zimo doesn't need to be so procrastinating and troublesome with him.

If it's not legal, it's not legal, it's a big deal to go to the mountains and old forests to live in seclusion! If she Lin Zhi wants to be with whomever she wants, why do she need to get his consent Qin Zimo, what kind of cookie is he?

Lin Zhiruo stepped into the threshold, turned around and blocked Qin Zimo from the door, "If there is anything else to do, just say it here." ”

Qin Zimo forcibly squeezed into the door, closed the door with his hand, and a pair of eyes were frosty again, which made Lin Zhiruo feel unhappy.

"What does the prince have to say in my house?" Lin asked nonchalantly as he washed his hands.

Qin Zimo must have to emphasize to her again that she is his woman or something. Please, don't you want to be so bossy? What's yours is yours, she can't run away without saying a word, what's the use of saying more if it's not yours? Why can't a very smart handsome guy just not understand this simple little question?

"The zombie case is closed for the time being, so ...... What do you want to do? Qin Zimo handed the handkerchief to Lin Zhiruo and asked her in a low voice.

Lin Zhiruo took the handkerchief and wiped the water droplets on her hands, put it back on, hurriedly went to pour tea, and shook her head after drinking a large cup, "Don't do anything, just ask." ”

"There is one thing that the king has warned you three times, but it is no more than three, and the king wants you to understand."

Qin Zimo's domineering tone did not contradict his side face reflected in the mirror at all. Lin Zhiruo stared at Qin Zimo in the mirror and reminded him, "I have acne on my face." ”

Qin Zimo was stunned, then raised his hand to touch his face, and the panic in his eyes made Lin Zhiruo can't help but purse her lips and laugh.

Qin Zimo found Lin Zhiruo looking at himself in the mirror, so he raised his face in the mirror, "This king is talking to you about business, be serious." ”

"yes, got it." Lin Zhiruo nodded perfunctorily, "It's just that you are not allowed to mention the matter of peace and separation, I know, I won't mention it." ”

Qin Zimo's face still did not ease, he buckled the cup in Lin Zhiruo's hand, held it in the palm of his hand and said to her in a deep voice: "It's not that you can't mention it, it's that you can't think about it." ”

Lin Zhiruo heard a "click" sound in his palm, and then saw Qin Zimo spread out his palm in front of her and showed her the cup that he had pinched into broken porcelain pieces, "This king doesn't like to intimidate people, but if you are always unconscious, it is necessary to remind you." ”

"Huh." Lin Zhiruo bared her teeth, laughing more ugly than crying, swept away the fragments of Qin Zimo's palm with her left hand, picked up a cup again with her right hand and put it in his palm, blinking her starry eyes with an expectant expression: "The prince is so powerful, do it again." ”

Qin Zimo stared at Lin Zhiruo speechlessly, put the cup on her head, and ordered her coldly: "Without the order of this king, if this cup falls to the ground, you will bear the consequences." After speaking, he sat down opposite Lin Zhiruo.

"Is this the cup that the prince said?" Lin Zhiruo took the cup on her head, and turned around with her fingertips to ask Qin Zimo.