"There are cases, there are cases."

Before Fang Taokai could speak, Lei Ling became excited first.

Through the conversation between Zhao Xiangwan and Fang Taokai just now, Lei Ling can be seen, first, Zhao Xiangwan is not as gentle as she looks, she is very sharp; Second, Ji Zhao has real skills.

It just so happened that the bureau encountered a tricky case that needed a simulated portrait, Fang Taokai had been busy for a week and hadn't finished it, and the serious crime team was dying. It's just that criminal investigation portraitists are very rare now, and there is only one baby in the bureau, Fang Taokai, who can't be in a hurry or can't be urged.

The competition is good, and Fang Taokai's arrogance is frustrated through the competition.

Thinking of this, Lei Ling said: "It is a burglary murder case, the murderer disguised himself as a worker who checked the electricity meter, came to check the meter, and after entering the room, if he encountered the old, weak, sick and disabled who were alone at home, he would directly kill the person and rob the property; If there is an adult man in the house, or if there are many people, pretend to check the meter, make a record, and leave. At present, this fake meter worker has killed three people, an old man, a woman, and a child, and the nature is very bad, because most of the murder scenes are old communities, the population is mixed, the management is not strict, and the murderer has not been caught. ”

After being introduced here, Lei Ling looked at Fang Taokai: "The murderer did not cover his face, we have found more than a dozen eyewitnesses, and we are currently working hard to complete the simulated portrait." ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked Fang Taokai: "How is your progress?" ”

Fang Taokai frowned: "More than a dozen people have different descriptions of the face shape, eyes, nose, eyebrows, and mouth, I have selected three or four suitable models from the material library, and I am going to start the portrait today." ”

Zhao Xiangwan said: "Okay, then you give me a copy of the eyewitness records, and we will start working at the same time, and after two hours, we will each take out the portraits." ”

Fang Taokai stammered, "Two, two hours? ”

Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyebrows: "What?" Short on time? ”

Fang Taokai began to sweat on his head: "Time is not enough at all, although the model has been selected, but the parts of different models can be spelled out more than 100 combinations, I have to fight while repeatedly communicating with the target witness to confirm, and finally complete the portrait." ”

Zhao Xiangwan understood.

Assuming that the material library includes six types of faces, eyebrows, eyes, noses, mouths, and ears, and three models are selected for each of them, the number of combinations is three to the sixth power, and two hundred and forty-three combinations. If you add multiple types such as philtrum, eye wrinkles, skin color, etc., the number of combinations of puzzles will rise in progression, and there are thousands or tens of thousands of possibilities.

No wonder Fang Taokai said that he was very busy, and he had to constantly revise and improve this vast puzzle combination with the strength of one person, and it was estimated that the workload brought by a dozen eyewitnesses might not be completed in a month.

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Fang Taokai: "You are a portraitist, not a puzzle worker, didn't Mr. Ning tell you about this?" ”

A cold sweat began to break out on the top of Fang Taokai's head. Ning Qingning did emphasize this point on the first day of the training class, but since he had Ning Qingning's face material library, he had become accustomed to relying on the massive models provided by the material library, and completely forgot what Teacher Ning emphasized.

Zhao Xiangwan said: "In just two hours, you finish a portrait, we finish a portrait, and let the eyewitnesses select it when the time comes, how about it?" ”

Lei Ling immediately said: "No problem, I'll set off immediately and pick up two eyewitnesses." ”

Wei Liangfu was also interested: "Yes, it's a quarter past three in the afternoon, give you a little time to prepare, submit your work before half past five, and I will be the judge." ”

The director has spoken, what else can Fang Taokai do?

The sweat on his head never stopped.

He wanted to say that two hours was not enough, but thinking that he and Ji Zhao only had two hours, he had already communicated with eyewitnesses three or four times, and the materials were ready; And Ji Zhao just came to Yao City today, and for the first time he came into contact with the case, he had to be familiar with the description of each eyewitness. If you talk about the competition, you still have the opportunity, so you are embarrassed to say that there is not enough time, so you have to bite the bullet and say: "Okay!" ”

After speaking, Fang Taokai ran away quickly and ran towards the office. As he went, he was figuring out which models could be pieced together, which ones were out of place, and how to draw a portrait of a suspect that matched the description of most eyewitnesses.

All of a sudden, everyone was up to speed.

Wei Liangfu took Xiao Wu out to pick up witnesses.

Da Lu took the description record of the eyewitnesses and handed it to Zhao Xiangwan.

After Zhao Xiangwan thanked him, he began to browse, picking up important content and reading it to Ji Zhao.

Zhu Kang took Ji Zhao's painting clip from the car, dragged a back chair, and asked Ji Zhao to sit down.

After Ji Zhao sat down, while listening to Zhao Xiangwan's words, he took out a piece of sketch paper and fixed it on the painting folder. Then he took out a charcoal pencil from the pocket of the clip, took out a knife, and sharpened the charcoal finely.

Ji Zhao's skin is like snow-colored porcelain, his fingers are slender and his knuckles are distinct, and his every move has a unique sense of rhythm, even if he sharpens a pencil, it is also refreshing to watch.

Half an hour passed, and Ji Zhao did not start writing.

Wei Liangfu didn't have the patience to wait in the office, left with his hands behind his back, and left a sentence before leaving: "I'll supervise Xiao Fang's work progress, Lao Xue, I'll leave it to you here." Officer Ji needs any help, your full support. ”

Old Xue quickly took a chair for Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang to sit down, and enthusiastically served tea and poured water.

Zhao Xiangwan sorted out the descriptions of more than a dozen eyewitnesses, and there were several things in common.

First, thin. The murderer was a tall and thin man, some said it was like a bamboo pole, some said it was like a burning stick, and some said that his chest was against his back.

Second, the skin is pale, the voice is weak, the eyes are protruding, and the eyes are cloudy. Combined with the fact that this person was a little too thin, Zhao Xiangwan suspected that this person rarely went out and might have diabetes.

Third, a mouthful of yellow teeth, yellow fingertips, and a heavy smell of smoke on the body. This shows that the murderer is an old smoking gun.

Fourth, the diamond-shaped face, with deep sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, narrow forehead, thick lips, and prominent lower lip, from the physiognomy, it is a bit of the characteristics of a character in the southern coastal area, and it is possible that he is not a native of Hunan Province.

Ji Zhao asked Zhao Xiangwan a few questions.

[Say it's a tall and thin person, is it a man, a woman, or a child?] 】

Zhao Xiangwan replied one by one against the eyewitnesses.

Ji Zhao nodded.

[It's not very high, it's estimated to be about 1.7 meters, but the eyewitnesses are different in height and have different perceptions, plus people are thin and wear work clothes, which will give people an illusion. 】

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Ji Zhao, his eyes shining brightly.

This light made Ji Zhao's heart beautiful, and he talked more.

[What's the accent?] 】

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "I didn't say it, I just said that his accent sounded like a native of Yao City, but the tail sound was a little weird,"

[Blame, that's not a local. 】

Zhao Xiangwan: "I feel this way too. ”

[People who smoke all year round, in addition to yellowing of teeth and fingertips, eye circles will be dark, wrinkles, and pigmentation will increase. In addition, due to repeated smoking, the cheeks will become sunken, elongate the philtrum, and produce a large number of lip lines. 】

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at the eyewitness's description: "There was a person who mentioned sunken cheeks, and no one said philtrum, lip lines. ”

Is the hair thick? 】

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "The murderer came to the door disguised as an electric meter worker, wearing a blue uniform and a hat, and he couldn't see his hair. ”

[Smoking may cause insomnia, endocrine disorders, and baldness. 】

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Ji Zhao: "Do you have a bottom in your heart?" ”

Ji Zhao nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and sketched a portrait in his mind.

When he opened his eyes, they shone like stars.

The charcoal began to move.

There was a rustling sound on the paper.

There is still an hour and a half, and there is enough time.

Ji Zhao didn't seek speed this time, but he was more refined and detailed.

Once Ji Zhao was immersed in the state of painting, he couldn't hear or see everything outside.

Zhu Kang knew Ji Zhao's characteristics, pulled Zhao Xiangwan, and lowered his voice a little to speak: "Why do you want to compare with that surnamed Fang?" Ning Qingning, the teacher surnamed Fang, has to call Ji Zhao a teacher, like him, who has only participated in a training class, and is not even a disciple of Ning Qingning, is also worthy of being compared with Ji Zhao? ”

Zhao Xiangwan smiled slightly: "Look, isn't Ji Zhao going to work smoothly?" ”

Zhu Kang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood.

No wonder the content of Zhao Xiangwan's competition is the case that Fang Taokai recently took over, it turns out that Zhao Xiangwan's drunkard does not mean to drink. She just used the competition as an excuse to let Ji Zhao quickly take over the criminal investigation simulation portrait work in Yao City.

Each city bureau has its own way of action and its own criminal investigation team, and Zhao Xiangwan and they need a relatively long process of mutual understanding if they want to be recognized by them.

Through the competition, promote everyone's understanding and accelerate the run-in process, this is Zhao Xiangwan's plan.

Zhu Kang admired Zhao Xiangwan so much that he threw himself to the ground, and arched his hand: "Understood!" Terrible! ”

He asked Zhao Xiangwan: "Then, what can I do?" ”

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Da Lu who was left in the office, and said to Zhu Kang: "You ask them to check the file of Hu Die's case and see if they can find some clues." Especially the confessions of the three gangs, are there some missing clues? The focus depends on Hu Die's living habits, personality characteristics, whether he has a family, whether he has special hobbies, and whether he cares about people......"

Zhu Kang understood in seconds, and immediately nodded: "Okay!" ”

Zhao Xiangwan's strong attitude towards Fang Taokai made Da Lu, who had always been a little unaccustomed to Fang Taokai's arrogance, feel very happy, and when he heard Zhu Kang's request, he cooperated very well and took out the file and seriously answered every question raised by Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang.

In the huge office, in addition to the rustle of Ji Zhao's pen, it was the sound of the three of them discussing the case, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After five o'clock, Ji Zhao stopped his pen and turned his wrist.

Zhao Xiangwan immediately stood up and walked to Ji Zhao's side: "Finished painting?" ”

Ji Zhao nodded.

He took the portrait down and put it on his desk, without looking at it again.

For Ji Zhao, the end of the painting also means the end.

Seeing that there was still half an hour left, there was no sound of footsteps outside the corridor, it was estimated that Fang Taokai had not finished yet, Ji Zhao took out another piece of sketch paper and fixed it on the painting folder.

Methodically sharpening the charcoal, Ji Zhao continued to draw again.

This time, he walked like a fly, sketching quickly.

Zhao Xiangwan picked up the portrait.

It's a bust.

The eyes of the person in the painting flashed coldly, as if they were staring at her, which made her feel shocked.

Da Lu approached curiously, and when he saw it, he gasped and blurted out: "I'll wipe it!" This man doesn't look like a good thing. ”

A thin diamond-shaped face, with sparse hair, which can't even cover the top of the head, deep cheeks, prominent cheekbones, deep eye sockets, prominent eyeballs, thick lips, some buck teeth, and fine lip lines around the lips, which looks very old. He wore a frayed cotton sweater and a loose blue jacket over it, and the neckline of the dress was a little dirty.

This portrait vividly depicts a middle-aged man who has been smoking for a long time.

Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang had long known Ji Zhao's ability, but Da Lu didn't know, his whole soul was overwhelmed, and he was surprised: "This is a simulated portrait?" This, that's too powerful, isn't it? It's a work of art that can be hung up in an art museum. ”

Da Lu's eyes were reluctant to blink: "I even have a name in mind, it's called "Old Smoking Gun", how about it?" ”

Lao Xue walked in from the outside, and when he heard Da Lu's praise, he approached curiously, and talked as he walked: "What? Painted so quickly? I see that Xiao Fang is still fighting in the office. He put together several portraits, but he was not satisfied. It's a little cold today, I'm wearing a thick coat, he's fine, he's so anxious that his mind is full of ......"

The last word "Khan", after seeing the portrait, suddenly got stuck.

Lao Xue stood in front of the portrait in a daze, stretched out his hand and stroked the person in the painting weakly: "Alas, this is a simulated portrait?" Is this a portrait of a criminal investigator? Is this a portrait based on eyewitness descriptions? Impossible, right? ”

Before the words fell, Ji Zhao stood up, put a full-body sketch portrait on the table, and then cleaned up his painting tools. His movements are still slow and rhythmic, putting charcoal and sharpeners into the pencil case on the side, and then closing the clip and hanging it on the side of the chair, everything seems to be orderly.

Sketch a full-body portrait?

A thin man, wearing a dirty overalls and a hat with a low brim. Bending his waist, one hand caressing his chest, and the other hand beating his back, giving people a sense of sickness and weakness that is out of breath.

Da Lu and Lao Xue saw someone draw a full-body portrait of the suspect for the first time, and they didn't know where they were for a while. It took a long time to issue a sentence: "Oh my God~"