After leaving the bar and taking a taxi back to the detective agency, Mu Zihan did not go to sleep immediately, but turned on the computer on his desk and was busy crackling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I wonder where this guy got all this energy. Not to mention others, I think I'm pretty good at staying up late. I think when I was in college, I also played games in Internet cafes day and night for a few days, until I fell asleep in a daze, which led to the theft of my mobile phone and was reprimanded by my mother, so I never went again. However, that's just because it's boring, and there is usually no physical exertion, so I can hold on.

It's like now, after such a busy day, people have already been a little dizzy, and even the back of my head is faintly aching at this moment. I don't know if it's because I've drunk alcohol or because I'm tired. If I were asked to play with the computer at this time, I would fall asleep in seconds.

However, Mu Zihan, who had just drunk two glasses of vodka, was still in the mood to play on the computer? I'm really weird, doesn't this guy need to rest?

"What are you doing here? It's not early, go to bed early. I reluctantly sat on the sofa with him, and said a little depressed.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Mu Zihan replied without raising his head.

I was anxious to hear him and go back to my room at once, but curiosity caught me in wondering what he was doing. After all, I still know something about Mu Zihan, although he seems to know a lot about online games, but, in fact, I haven't seen him play any games.

So, I didn't ask any more questions, but got up from the couch, walked behind him, and watched directly what he was doing on the computer. However, this time I miscalculated, this kid is actually chatting online, why don't I remember when he was so keen on chatting online?

However, when I looked at the content of his chat, I was relieved. Because, the content of his chat is actually the description of the mysterious woman that the bartender told us when we were in the bar before.

"Why do you have to check this woman?" I couldn't help but say, "Even if you find her, you can't convict her." ”

"That's right, even if this woman is found, it can't be said that she is the mastermind behind Chu Hengyu's case." Mu Zihan shrugged his shoulders and said, "But, Siyuan, don't you think this woman is suspicious?" ”

"Suspicious? Something suspicious. At most, he drank with Li Liang in the bar, chatted for a while, and bragged. It's all very commonplace. I walked back to the couch and sat down and said, "I think you're too suspicious." ”

"Perhaps, I'm suspicious, and I sometimes can't even trust myself." Mu Zihan finally raised his head and looked at me and said, "But, this is an occupational disease, and I can't help it." After all, I'd rather be suspicious than stupid enough to believe anything, and as a result, I ended up being killed in a pit, but I didn't even know who dug the hole. ”

Hey, I'm really going to be by him, as if I'm the kind of stupid person who believes everything.

"I can't tell you." I waved my hand and said helplessly, "But how are you going to find it?" No name, no occupation, no information. Only the bartender's words, such a clue. And with his own personal thoughts and opinions, he can find that there is a ghost. ”

"Haven't you seen it many times? Why don't you believe in evil? Siyuan, in many criminal investigation cases, is often some inconspicuous clues, but in the end it plays a decisive key role. And the same is true of many things in life. Mu Zihan said angrily.

"Do you find those descriptions useful? How I can't see it. While it is undeniable that he described it in detail, it was nothing more than that. If you say something like this to a hundred people, you will imagine a hundred different faces. It's a fart. Although I can't deny Mu Zihan's point of view, I still insist on my own ideas.

Because, in my opinion, not to mention others, even Mu Zihan and I, although we heard the same description just now, I can be sure that the appearance of that woman reflected in our minds is by no means the same.

"So, we need someone who can draw this woman's appearance based on these purely literal descriptions." Mu Zihan said with a smile.

"Oh, so you're talking to this guy right now, right? Is there really such a capable person in this world? Which great painter is it? And it's a great painter who hasn't slept so late. "Although I have seen people with such skills on TV, I still think that this kind of thing is just a TV show. Could it be that there are really people in reality who can draw the appearance of the person described by hand without the help of any high-tech equipment, based on these specious descriptions? This seems to be a bit of a miracle.

So he added: "Actually, why bother so much, since you know that the bartender still remembers the woman's appearance, wouldn't it be more convenient to take him directly to the police station to restore his appearance?" ”

"Heh, Siyuan, is it your family that opened the police station?" Mu Zihan said with a mocking smile on his face: "Moreover, can you guarantee that the bartender is willing to cooperate?" After all, this is not within the scope of the case, and he can refuse to assist at all. Even, judging by his sensitive attitude towards the police just now, it is more likely that he refuses to cooperate. ”

Before I could speak, he continued, "So, it's more practical to find me as a friend. He was not a famous painter though. However, such a small thing is a breeze for him. Moreover, he is also a well-known night owl, and it may be even more difficult to find him during the day. Because, since I met him a few years ago, I haven't seen him sleep at night. Definitely a guy who can't sleep at night and can't sleep enough during the day. ”

As he spoke, the computer made a prompt sound, and a file was transmitted, so Mu Zihan no longer paid attention to me, but looked down at the computer monitor again.

After a while, I saw a meaningful smile on his face, and he casually turned the computer monitor to show me, and said, "Isn't this already done?" Do you see, does it look like what you imagined? ”

I looked up and saw that on the computer monitor was a stick figure drawing a bust of a woman. Looking at the facial features of the person in the portrait, although it cannot be said to be exactly the same as I imagined, it is eighty or ninety percent similar. I have to say that Mu Zihan's friend really has some ability. And me? Of course, you can only grin and have nothing to say.

"Okay, it's not early, go to bed, there are still a lot of things to be busy tomorrow." Seeing that I was embarrassed and had nothing to say, Mu Zihan smiled and saved the portrait file casually, then stretched, closed the computer and stood up, and went to sleep.

(To be continued)