This is one of the wonderful uses of the Xuan-level exercise "Hidden Decision".

For the sixth rank and below the martial artist, all are effective, and the lower the cultivation, the better the effect.

And it has a long-term effect, which is a subconscious hidden influence.

Unless the practitioner no longer uses the Concealment Decision in front of the affected target, the original stereotype will be broken and a new image positioning will be re-established.

It can be called a must-have for the old six.

This is also the reason why Lin Ping'an did not choose to upload it for the first time after creating "Hidden Decision".

After all, relatively speaking, the effect is too practical, and if it is learned by others, it will not be good for him to be cheated because of it.

The creature of Lao Liu, the fewer the better.

Lin Ping'an doesn't plan to take precautions against others pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

At least, at this stage, it will not be released out of the Xuan-level completed version, and it is still possible to weaken the abbreviated version that does not have such a strong effect.

Of course, when the strength is strong and not afraid of any intrigues, there may be different ideas.

On the other side, the law enforcement captain glanced at it casually and said two words.

"That's it! Go home! Don't run around in the future! ”

"This time, you're lucky, but not necessarily next time!" "It's likely that Tianyang City won't be calm recently! Be careful! ”

In this regard, Lin Ping'an nodded calmly, pretending to open his mouth as if he remembered something.

"Although I don't remember the appearance of the attacker, I saw the original appearance of the cultist who was killed, and I need to draw it completely."

Hearing this, the law enforcement captain was overjoyed.

You know, the headless corpse was shredded into countless pieces, and there was no identity at all.

And the only one that is still complete has been completely alienated into a tiger head, and it can't be seen at all.

In addition, after investigation, all the surveillance was destroyed, which made the identity of the cultist even more mysterious.

As for other witnesses, it is not for nothing.

But either he fell into a coma or fled.

In a short period of time, there is no suitable person to be identified.

Now, hearing these words suddenly is comparable to sending charcoal in the snow.

For a while, the law enforcement captain's tone was a lot more enthusiastic.

"Really? If you can! That's great! Xiao Zhou, come over here. ”

"Take this little classmate over there to do a face portrait, and remember to check the identity information of that cultist on the Internet after you finish it, and come over and report it quickly."

"It's best to get this done before the president arrives."

Hearing this, Lin Ping'an didn't refute anything, squinted his eyes slightly, and left.

One of the purposes of leaving it before was to wait for the law enforcement team to come over and make a record.

In this way, not to mention completely erasing the suspicion on his body, it also avoids the law enforcement team from running to him for questioning, saving a lot of trouble.

Second, there is the idea of using the power of the martial arts association to obtain the identity information of the attacker.

After all, the appearance of cultists often represents trouble.

And it was specifically for him.

Although he had already killed, he did not understand the other party's purpose, identity, and reason for the attack.

For a qualified sixth child, intelligence is extremely important.

Since you can't find it yourself, you can push the boat down the river for others to find out, and at the same time, you can also get a copy.

That's the best way to deal with it.

Third, Lin Ping'an also has the idea of taking advantage of this to gain more development time.

This time, the sudden attack of the Four-Rank cultists also gave him a new sense of crisis.

This matter is much more troublesome than Zhou Qiang's third-grade martial artist uncle.

After all, the so-called Uncle Sanpin, for him now, can be killed casually.

But cultists are different, and there is a lot of power behind these human traitors.

Over the years, it has stirred up wind and rain in various cities in Great Xia, and it has never been completely eradicated.

I heard that there are even grandmaster-level and even grandmaster-level high-level cultists inside, which are extremely dangerous and threatening.

This time the four-grade cultists attacked, then next time, the ghost knows what kind of strong person came over.

Therefore, taking the initiative to help give information, let the Martial Arts Association rise to the top, and compete with this wave of cultists, is the best way to deal with it.

A few minutes later.

Xiao Zhou, the law enforcement team, took him to the car.

"Wait a minute! I'm looking for a puzzle pen tool! You wait a minute......"

After leaving this sentence, he got into the car and rummaged through it.

A few more minutes passed.

"Huh? Where did it go? Where did you go? I remember bringing it! Why can't I find it? ”

"I brought it with me, and I remembered that I put it on my seat before leaving, why was it gone?"

Hearing this, Lin Ping'an, who had always maintained a calm complexion, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

It had only been a few minutes since they had been together for a few minutes, and he felt that this law enforcement member was more or less unreliable.

In short, the behavior is extremely off-line.

Don't...... These people devote all their energy to martial arts...... So...... The brain is not used often and has it degenerated?

I don't know if it's assimilation, or some other reason.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an suddenly had such an idea.

In the next moment, my eyes flickered, and I just saw that on the co-pilot's seat, there were tools such as drawing boards, paper, pens, etc.

emmmm……

Turning his head, he looked at the busy work in the back...... Busy to ...... Xiao Zhou, a law enforcement officer who is so busy with his work.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an's eyes were full of weirdness, and he inexplicably had the urge to take the initiative to complain.

Is that a possibility?

When you came...... I was sitting in the passenger seat......

I glanced at it twice, but I didn't really say it.

In order to avoid a more bizarre situation in the future, Lin Ping'an reached in through the window and took out his tools.

Without reminding, he picked up the paintbrush and began to paint a portrait of a face without saying anything.

Since childhood, the perception has been amazing, coupled with the recent increase in strength, the body muscle control is stronger than before, I don't know how many times, and in a moment, the painting has been completed.

Five minutes later.

"That's it! It's done! That's him! Basically, there is not much difference! ”

Lin Ping'an put the pen aside and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhou, the law enforcement team who was still looking for him in the back seat, was stunned, and after getting out of the back seat, he looked at the drawing board dumbfounded.

Immediately after, a bunch of questions blurted out.

"Ling...... You...... Where did you find it? Draw...... Draw...... Finished drawing? That's it? ”

"Oh! Oh my God! The drawing is really amazing! Did you specialize in drawing? ”

"Can you teach me? I feel like you're much better at painting than I am! ”

“……”

I have to say that sometimes, not only is it natural to have a black belly, but even the chatterbox will also have a black belly.

What's more, the one in front of me is not only talkative, but also a little natural.

In other words, why doesn't a male warrior feel very disobedient with these attributes?

At this moment, Lin Ping'an rarely fell silent.

After more than ten seconds, the stiff tone of the mouth changed the subject.

"Your captain has been waiting for so long, don't you get down to business first?"

After being reminded, law enforcement officer Xiao Zhou suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, yes! I almost forgot to get down to business! ”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to take a picture and forwarded it to the intelligence liaison officer at the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association.

Two minutes later, the phone rang.

Xiao Zhou habitually looked around vigilantly, but when his gaze fell on Lin Ping'an.

For some reason, my subconscious suddenly relaxed.

It's just an ordinary high school student, even if you answer the phone in front of the other party, it's fine, and there will be no problems because of it.

At this moment, the Xuan-level exercise "Hidden Decision" once again played a huge role, and it was a miracle again.

(End of chapter)