"We just bought the house, or a loan, today to find a carpenter to discuss the design of a ceiling shed, after the pattern was set, the carpenter master left, we went around, the roof of the house began to flow down, we looked, found that it was not paint, it was blood, we called the police. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Guan Zheng nodded and said, "How can a good house have a suspended ceiling?" ”

"My wife said that she always felt that the roof of the shed would collapse, so she planned to drop the roof, but she didn't expect that a woman's sixth sense was really accurate."

Guan Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, a woman's sixth sense can't be believed. ”

Xu Jiuyan looked at this confession and said, "There are no clues." ”

Guan Zheng said: "Don't worry, step by step, you will find the answer." ”

Liu Huiyuan walked downstairs and said to Guan Zheng: "It's the same as before, it's still a shovel, and one finger is missing." ”

Guan Zheng nodded and said, "It's hard work, let me think about it, let me think about it." ”

Suddenly, Li Chongyang ran over and said, "Master Zheng, you're in trouble." Someone else is missing. ”

Guan Zheng was shocked and said, "There are still two days left." ”

"Two days? Why? ”

Guan Zheng said: "The murderer deliberately diluted the cement with dilute hydrochloric acid, so that we could find the body, and when we compare the time of death and the time of disappearance, we can conclude that the murderer will imprison the victim first, and the prison period will be about three days, excluding the time for the family to find and notice, I still have two days, and if I am lucky, I can save the last victim." ”

Xu Jiuyan nodded and said, "I hope so." ”

"I don't hope so, but it will be as I wish."

"Do you have an idea?"

"No, but I see it. Although the murderer is young, he has evolved in practice again and again, and his methods of killing are becoming more and more skillful and accurate, and he can enjoy and get pleasure in the process, this person is not so simple. ”

Guan Zheng returned to the bureau, sat in his chair, and continued to look at the logic diagram.

Xu Jiuyan looked at Guan Zheng and was a little distracted.

After a while, Guan Zheng turned out all the tea leaves in the pantry, took out a little of the same, and then poured water in turn to brew the tea.

Xu Jiuyan watched Guan Zheng making tea there, Li Chongyang walked over and said: "It's normal that the political master loves to make tea whenever he encounters a case, and one cup of tea is reserved for the murderer, one cup is given to the last witness, and one cup of tea is sent to one department for other teas." ”

Xu Jiuyan looked at Guan Zheng in surprise and said, "What kind of strange rule is this?" ”

Li Chongyang smiled and said, "You don't know yet, he has a lot of problems!" ”

Not long after, Guan Zheng handed Li Chongyang a cup of tea and said, "Go and call the owner of Nanguo Yijing." ”

Li Chongyang said: "Okay! ”

It didn't take long for the owners to come. Guan Zheng pushed the tea to the owner: "Do you still have an impression of your bricklayer?" ”

"Yes, a young man."

"Do you have contact information?"

"Nope."

Guan Zheng asked: "Is it called Qian Hai?" ”

"I really don't have any impressions, and I don't know what his name is, I keep talking about master, master, and I don't pay attention to what his name is."

Guan Zheng asked: "What does this bricklayer look like, how did you know him, and is there anything abnormal?" ”

"Well, he was brought by me at the gate of the Labor Palace, he is about twenty years old, average-looking, quite delicate, not tall, very polite to speak, quite a good child."

Guan Zhengdao: "Then I regret to tell you that this person is the maker of your family's corpse." ”

"Huh? What did you say? How can it be? ”

Also surprised was Xu Jiuyan. Guan Zheng suddenly said that the bricklayer was the murderer, which was indeed a bit unexpected.

The owner said: "Maybe, that kid often says something inexplicable, no beginning or end, I asked him and he said nothing, now think about it maybe there is really a problem." ”

Guan Zheng asked, "Do you know anything else, like your home address or something?" ”

The owner shook his head and said, "No, he's just a worker I hired and left after finishing his work." I don't know any of these details. ”

"You remember what it looked like!"

"Remember!"

Guan Zheng said to Xu Jiuyan: "Go to the technical inspection department and find the portraitist." ”

Xu Jiuyan went around the technical inspection department, Lao You looked at Xu Jiuyan at the door, took off her glasses, and asked, "The little girl is here again?" Something? ”

Xu Jiuyan smiled and said, "I came to the portrait artist and wanted to ask him to help paint a portrait." ”

Lao You said: "You are wrong, Guan Zheng may not know when he returns to the bureau, the portraitist in our bureau has just changed jobs and is temporarily vacant!" ”

Xu Jiuyan returned to the lounge and said, "The portraitist has run away, imagine it yourself!" ”

Guan Zheng looked at Xu Jiuyan and said, "There are pens and sketch paper in the drawer, you draw!" ”

Xu Jiuyan asked incredulously: "Me?" I can't draw! ”

Guan Zhengdao: "You don't know how to draw? Didn't you draw the floor plan well last time? Try it, it's okay to turn into a monster, it won't scare me to death. ”

Xu Jiuyan glanced at him, grabbed the paper and pen, and said, "Draw and draw." ”

The owner began to recall the gentle-looking young bricklayer: "round face, forehead, hair a little long, well, small eyes. ”

Xu Jiuyan is a little at a loss, the oral portrait is completely based on the oral description of the person concerned, to imagine a stranger who has never met, not to mention that Xu Jiuyan is a non-professional person.

Guan Zheng looked at Xu Jiuyan's confused appearance and said, "It's not okay to paint a portrait like this." ”

"How do you draw that?"

Guan Zheng said: "To paint a portrait is to draw a person, even if you have not met, you must feel that you have seen him, and you have to imagine the general outline for yourself." But you can't speculate out of thin air, what the person says is the truth, you can't add the memory he doesn't have subjectively, you have to imagine it according to the person's description. ”

"Don't you think what you're saying is contradictory?"

"Don't worry about the details, just draw as I say."

Xu Jiuyan nodded and drew a general look.

The owner looked at the portrait and said, "It looks like it doesn't look like it, and the first impression I got from that kid was very honest." ”

"Honest?" Xu Jiuyan didn't know how to change it, Guan Zheng said: "Widen your eyes and enlarge your eyeballs." ”

Xu Jiuyan began to change the portrait according to Guan Zheng's words.

The owner looked at it again and said, "Well, the mouth doesn't look like it." ”

Guan Zheng said: "Make your lips thinner and enlarge them a little." ”

Xu Jiuyan handed the portrait that had been changed several times to the owner, and the owner looked at the painting in surprise and said, "Amazing, amazing, it's him." ”

Xu Jiuyan breathed a sigh of relief, Guan Zheng patted Xu Jiuyan's shoulder, and said, "Good job!" ”

Xu Jiuyan asked, "How do you know how to change the portrait?" ”

"This is psychologically satisfying and scientifically based. People who are kind to talk have thick lips, most of the sinister people have sword eyebrows, most of the entrepreneurs have a high nose bridge, most of the people at the bottom walk and shrug their shoulders, and there are many more, you can learn slowly. ”

After sending the owner away, Guan Zheng looked for the person in the portrait in the household registration database.

There are so many people in the country, it is very difficult to compare them one by one. Guan Zheng thought for a while and said: "A native of Nanyi City, about twenty years old, with a high school education, his parents are divorced, and he lives alone. ”

Everyone kept screening according to Guan Zheng's conditions, and it didn't take long to find Qian Hai's residence.

Guan Zheng went to the gun room, and the administrator looked at Guan Zheng and asked with a smile: "Or Type 92?" ”

"Yes, Type 92! Thank you! ”

After taking the pistol, Guan Zheng immediately took people to the scene. Xu Jiuyan watched a car drive out from the window, and her heart was a little itchy.

Xu Jiuyan looked at the portrait hanging on the whiteboard, did the murderer really look like this? Can your own portrait really be the key to arresting people?

Guan Zheng arrived at the tiled house area in the west of the city, the roads were crisscrossed, and Guan Zheng and his party walked until the end, which was Qian Hai's home.

Guan Zheng clenched his gun, kicked open the broken wooden door, and entered the house.

The things in the house are neatly arranged, which shows that the owner is a person who loves cleanliness.

Everyone searched around and found nothing.

Li Chongyang asked, "Are we late?" ”

"No, he's not gone yet."