? "Zhang Chongzhi, a first-class hero and model in the national public security system, a criminal investigation expert of the Ministry of Public Security, and Zhang Chongzhi, a first-class police chief of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Shennan Railway Public Security Bureau..."

"The policeman's magic pen, the criminal nemesis!"

...

After Liu Wenhui's death caused a sigh, he was soon left behind by Maslow, Panda and Lang Jianhui. They were not like Fu Chengyu, Yang Xiaoqiang and others, and they had sex with Liu Wenhui day and night. Facing this person who suddenly turned from instructors to criminals, they couldn't accept it psychologically for a while.

The three of them followed Yang Xiaoqiang with a heavy face and walked to the next door. Experts from the province had already painted the simulated portraits.

This title is famous in the police circles across the province and even across the country. In Maslow's opinion, he is only about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, and is looking at the leader walking in calmly.

The simulated portraits were driven in Wen Qiwu, Liu Bo and Fu Chengyu's hands, and Fu Chengyu smoked a cigarette and measured the people on the portrait up and down. This was drawn based on the confession of his second uncle Qin Yuhai. Of course, the driver should first check whether the drawing was the most vivid.

Qin Yuhai has not confessed so far. This old mao knew that he had committed an unforgivable crime, but the driver was different. He was completely weak in just one hour and gave up everything.

According to Qin Yuhai's driver, Qin Yuhai is the only person who has seen Qiu Chaoyong's true face.

Of course, he also saw Qiu Chaoyong that night, although Qiu Chaoyong was wearing a mask.

"I have only seen him half of his face, but he still wears a back cover. Can he draw it accurately?" Panda smiled and questioned outside the door. The three of them could not enter the house at all, so they could only stand outside the door, even their master could only stand at the door.

"The first step in painting starts with the shape of the face. The human face has a proportion. As long as the shape of the face comes out, there is no problem with the proportion, because our eyes are in the middle of the face, one-half of the place..." Maslow whispered, "The eyes can be exposed above the mask."

"People outside come in and talk." A sudden shout inside.

Yang Xiaoqiang looked back at Maslow and looked inside, "Don't show off, this is an expert in the ministry, and they are all registered in the ministry."

Maslow smiled and waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to go in, but Director Liu Bo actually came out in person, "Xiao Ma, come in."

Maslow had no choice but to walk in and look at this long-known police magic pen in the police world.

"I understand portraits?" Zhang Chongzhi looked at Maslow.

Maslow looked at Fu Chengyu, and Fu Chengyu encouraged, "It doesn't matter if you say boldly."

Maslow then said, "Let's understand."

"Then you can take a look." Like the one on the painting, Zhang Chongzhi's face was also stereotyped.

Maslow looked at the driver, and the driver stared at the portrait, "It's a bit like, um, elephant.... It's a general look, but it doesn't look that much like it." He said vaguely.

Maslow took over the mock portrait and said, "How tall is Qiu Chaoyong? How big are you guessing he is? How much weight are you?"

"I'm in my early 30s, I'm 1.7 meters tall," the driver recalled hard, "Long hair, well, it's on my shoulders, I'm very thin..." He suddenly looked up at Maslow, "Well, I look a bit like him."

The people in the room were stunned.

Yang Xiaoqiang was unhappy, "Don't talk nonsense, you have to be responsible for saying the wrong thing." Liu Wenhui's incident just now caused a big shadow on his heart. Although he knew that Maslow had no connection with Qiu Chaoyong, it still made Yang Xiaoqiang feel very uncomfortable.

"No, no," the driver said anxiously, "I don't mean that, I mean, they are like people..."

"Can they be the same type of people?" In front of the directors, Yang Xiaoqiang spoke very restrainedly, "Can the police and drug dealers be the same type of people? Talking nonsense again!..." He made a threatening move.

"What he meant is that he had the same temperament." Zhang Chongzhi spoke. As soon as he spoke, he focused his leaders' eyes on Maslow.

"Yes, it's like the kind of art," the driver hurriedly said, "it doesn't look like a policeman anyway."

This sentence is a bit unpleasant, and Maslow doesn't care about it either.

Zhang Chongzhi looked at him and signaled him to look at it again. Maslow said, "Drawing simulated images mainly involves drawing proportions, not facial features, and temperament must be drawn," he looked at the portrait, "but when it comes to facial features, one place is the soil and water to nourish the other people, and one area has a regional appearance. Most Koreans have slender single eyelids. Although the Koreans I see now have big eyes and double eyelids, they are actually made from behind."

Zhang Chongzhi looked at him, but did not interrupt him, but instead signaled Wen Qiwu and Liu Bo to listen to Maslow's life.

"Because Koreans are descendants of the Mongolians and inherit the characteristics of the Mongolians. Although the race has changed over time, most Koreans still retain the characteristics of the Mongolians."

"What's the special disease?" Zhang Chongzhi asked after he interrupted.

"The face is wide, the cheekbones are protruding and flat, and the bridge of the nose is low..." Maslow looked at Zhang Chongzhi and then looked at the portrait in his hand. "Although he is wearing a mask, he is always in line with his essence. His face, eyes and nose can be outlined. This picture should be very close."

He suddenly looked up at Zhang Chongzhi, "Professor Zhang, am I right?"

Zhang Chongzhi stood up, "Director Wen, you have experts here," only then everyone realized that the man spoke very gently, his voice was not consistent with the expression on his face. "Have you learned this?"

The expressions on Wen Qiwu and Liu Bo's faces suddenly relaxed, and it seemed that it was not difficult to follow the pictures according to the portrait.

Zhang Chongzhi picked up the pen and started drawing on another piece of paper. When the other portrait appeared on the paper, the driver gave a thumbs up, "It's him."

He has long shoulder-length hair, a tall and thin person, two long eyes, and a very artistic look on his face. Maslow suddenly felt that this person was very familiar!

Well, I must have seen him somewhere in the development zone!

After coming to the development zone, he didn't know many people, except for the people he met in the case, he was a colleague from the criminal police team. Where did he see this person?

"Okay, print it immediately and send all the joint investigations printed with simulated images to the police waiting in various places." Wen Qiwu ordered.

Maslow and others received the order, but Zhang Chongzhi's eyes followed him out, "Director Wen, you Qing are all full of talents."

Wen Qiwu was so thoughtful that he could not guess what Zhang Chongzhi meant. He smiled and said a name, and Zhang Chongzhi immediately laughed, "No wonder, no wonder! No wonder, he is a student of Wu Qingchun!"

"Professor Zhang, thank you. With the simulated portrait, you will not have to worry about not being able to find Qiu Chaoyong." Wen Qiwu thanked enthusiastically.
Chapter completed!