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Jiang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Director Dai, let's make it clear that I'm just a helper, not a professional in your field. Maybe I don't have any good ideas, and I've made everyone happy for nothing."

"Well, more people means more ideas. We absolutely trust you and have great confidence in you."

Dai Dachun said very beautifully, "You are a top student, you are well-informed, and you have more ideas than us. Liang is also a cultured person. Maybe you can guess some of his ideas."

"Okay, let me give it a try."

No one knows where this Liang came from, but he has caused so much trouble in the entire Fengrao County.

"There is very little information about him, and there is only this one photo."

Dai Dachun explained in detail, "Liang is suspected of a serial murder case... Well, Xiao Jiang, if you are not afraid of being disgusted, I have photos of the crime scene here."

Jiang Yan nodded, "Show it to me."

Dai Dachun took out the photo and handed it to Sister Qian, who then passed it to Jiang Yan.

"These are the crime scenes in Chuncheng, Pingjiang, and Qinping. The victims are all female, with an average age of around 30 years old. They are all married with children. The victims were not, um, violated before their deaths."

God knows how Dai Dachun gritted his teeth and said these last few words. Normally, when they were handling cases, this kind of thing was commonplace. But Jiang Yan was not one of them. She was young and a female comrade, so Dai Dachun felt a little embarrassed.

Not only him, but also Li Changhe and Bao Shengli lowered their heads and pretended to look at the information in their hands, but in fact their eyes were wandering and they all felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yan pretended not to hear anything and gestured for them to continue.

Dai Dachun cleared his throat and continued, "These three victims lived in different cities, from south to north. They had no intersection in work or life, and they had nothing in common. We couldn't even find Liang's motive for committing the crime."

Li Changhe took the map and put it on the table for Jiang Yan to see. "From Qinping, to Pingjiang, and then to Chuncheng, Liang went all the way north and was captured in Chuncheng. This photo was taken."

"Spring City is still some distance away from here. How can you be sure that he has come?"

"Our comrades in the public security system have encountered Liang before, but we didn't expect him to be so alert that he injured our people, snatched his gun and ran away." Dai Dachun was very embarrassed. "He is a dangerous person and he was carrying a gun. If he commits a crime again, I'm afraid it will not be as simple as one or two lives."

Bao Shengli continued, "Comrades went to Liang's hometown to check him out. He was born into a peasant family and served in the militia when he was young. He may have learned his skills at that time. It is said that he did not receive much education, but he just likes to read books and has a smart brain. And according to his neighbors, Liang is an honest person who is easy to talk to."

"Later, he left home and went to seek a living elsewhere. We haven't heard from him since. No one knows where he lives or what he does."

Dai Dachun felt that if this person took the right path, he would definitely be a talent. Now, if you go out without a letter of introduction, you can hardly take a single step. But this Liang, whose footprints are hard to find, can go wherever he wants, which is amazing.

Jiang Yan looked at the photos of the crime scene and the dismembered bodies, and couldn't help but ask, "Has this man been a butcher before?"

"how do you know?"

Li Changhe was surprised and was about to add this point.

"He did it for a while before, and that's what people from his hometown said."

Jiang Yan pointed at the incision on the severed limb in the photo and said, "Everyone in my family studied medicine, so we have some knowledge of this area. Look at this incision, it's very neat, which shows that the weapon was used well, the force was just right, and he was very experienced."

Dai Dachun nodded repeatedly, "There are not many points to analyze with the county's forensic doctor."

"You have too little information. This Liang didn't leave any footprints, hair, blood, etc. at the scene. This is not realistic."

Jiang Yan felt more and more that this guy surnamed Liang might be a cheater.

"By the way, didn't you go to his hometown? You should know his full name. Why do you just call him Liang?"

"Many of the elderly are gone. He was very young when he left home. I think everyone called him by his nickname, Gou Wa Gou Wa. Few people remember his full name. We only know that his family name is Liang, and now he has only one younger brother who is still alive."

Jiang Yan nodded, asked Sister Qian for paper and pen, and wrote down all the points she had sorted out.

She gave the photo of Liang's profile to the big wheel to scan, and then asked it to process the photo, improve the clarity, and enlarge it appropriately. Soon, a clear image of a middle-aged man appeared in Jiang Yan's mind.

It’s just that the man’s eyes can’t be seen, but through the photo, Jiang Yan can definitely match a pair for him.

"Do you have paper and pen? The kind I need for drawing."

Painting?

What kind of paper and pen can’t be used for drawing?

The police station has white paper for writing slogans, which is cut into pieces.

When Sister Qian took out the paper, Jiang Yan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

"What kind of pen do you want? Red or blue pencil will do?"

Uh... just make do with it.

Jiang Yan didn't dare to use too many sketching techniques. In this era, people try to avoid Western things as much as possible.

The tools were not handy, so she used 50% of her strength to draw a portrait of Liang based on the photos they provided.

A middle-aged male, of medium build, with a square face, high cheekbones, thin cheeks, short eyebrows, and sharp eyes.

Jiang Yan drew a picture and was not very satisfied with it, but everyone else looked shocked.

Although I can't see the profile clearly in the photo, I don't know why but I feel that she looks very similar.

Soon Jiang Yan took the paper and drew another one.

The paper was a bit soft and not suitable for sketching. She drew five in a row before she found one that was barely acceptable.

It’s too difficult. You can’t draw it too realistically, nor can you draw it too far from the original.

It is actually not easy to strike this balance.

Jiang Yan showed the final product to a few people and explained, "The photo is too blurry, and it only shows the side of the face, and the eyes are not clear. I pieced it together bit by bit based on the characteristics of the person's bones. Take a look at this for a general idea."

"Oh my God, Xiao Jiang, how come you know everything? You are such an amazing girl."

“That’s right, what’s the difference between this and the photo?”

The man in the painting looks honest, with a somewhat simple and honest face, but his eyes reveal a subtle ferocity.

"It's still different. I'm afraid this will mislead you. What if it's not the same at all? Wouldn't it be a case of good intentions leading to bad results?"

Who knows if Dai Dachun could be the director? He immediately understood the implication of her words.

"Xiao Jiang, don't worry. We will take a look at it ourselves. We won't show it to other institutes, and we won't tell anyone else."

Jiang Yan nodded with satisfaction. Liang...

She didn't know why, but she always felt that this person had some connection with her!