Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

Shao Fanghua took Jiang Lai and Wang Dui to the People's Hospital.

At the door of the innermost ward on the [-]th floor of the inpatient department, two police officers in uniform were guarding. One of them had his head drooping, and the other was looking in through the crack of the door with piercing eyes.

Inexplicably, Jiang Lai felt that the latter looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.Shao Fanghua took the drawing book and pencil from the drooping police officer and walked into the ward.

With the development of science and technology, most urban crimes can be monitored, but there are also cases where criminal suspects cleverly escaped Skynet.

In this case, in order to find the trace of the suspect, software will be used to simulate the portrait first.But like this girl, she couldn't cooperate with the stimulation, so she could only use the oldest method to ask a painter to help draw the appearance of the suspect.

Shao Fanghua used this method to cooperate with the police station when he was still a student at the Academy of Fine Arts, but he didn't expect that this old method would still come in handy.

It's just that Jiang Lai was worried that Shao Fanghua's hands would not be able to complete such a task. After all, her wrist was injured only in the evening, and the swelling did not go away even after applying ice.

Jiang Lai sat on the bench at the door, looking up slightly at the poster on the opposite wall.

At this moment, the policeman standing by the door noticed Jiang Lai, he leaned up to look at him a little bit surprised and a little bit happy.

When the two looked at each other like this, Jiang Lai also remembered who the other party was.A year ago, on that snowy night, it was the policeman opposite Li Mei who came to the house to report the funeral, saying that Bei Tiangui died of drunk driving.

"Officer Zhao?" Jiang Lai stood up slowly, also surprised to meet Zhao Kai in this kind of place.

Zhao Kai smiled and patted Jiang Lai on the shoulder, "I almost didn't recognize it, Jiang Lai?"

"Yes, it's me."

Zhao Kai still remembers this boy, who was the only one in the family who was calm and rational during that night of pain and despair for the whole family.

"Why are you here, Mr. Shao is you..."

"It's my grandfather's student and my mother's childhood playmate. I call her my aunt."

"It's a coincidence."

"Officer Zhao, why are you here?"

It turned out that Zhao Kai was originally from Q City. He graduated from criminal investigation and practiced in the ancient city last year.

The two chatted for a while, and the girl shouted nervously from the ward.The girl's mood was very unstable. The psychological doctor, the policewoman, the girl's parents, and Shao Fanghua tried to comfort her from all angles.

"It's probably not as simple as a violent attack..." Zhao Kai muttered to himself.

Jiang Lai also felt horrible and uncomfortable.

Outside the door of the ward, Jiang Lai had no intention of chatting with Zhao Kai anymore, and walked alone to the glass window of the camera in the corridor and remained silent.

When he was away from home and encountered emergencies one after another, Jiang Lai was tired and took out his mobile phone to make a call home.

But...Jiang Lai saw "Thursday" displayed on his phone and checked that the time was past eleven o'clock in the evening, so he was dejected and didn't want to harass his family.But thinking of how Bei Xiaowu came to look for him with a cake drunk the night before, he felt warm in his heart and curled his lips unconsciously.

The night was extremely long, Jiang Lai didn't know what Shao Fanghua had experienced in the ward, seeing her coming out, he felt that she was extremely exhausted.

"Have you drawn it?" Dui Wang leaned forward to look at Xue Man's hand.

Sherman licked his dry lips and smiled wryly, "Sorry."

"Didn't come out?" Team Wang asked disappointedly.Shao Fanghua was the last support he could think of. This criminal suspect was extremely cunning and there was no trace of him.

"Captain Wang," Shao Fanghua touched Jiang Lai's arm wearily, "Can I ask my nephew to help me?"

As she spoke, she handed Team Wang a piece of paper with messy scribbles.To the uninitiated, it looks like a preschooler's scribbles, with no suspects at all.

Wang Dui was puzzled for a while, this is a rare light in the eyes of the police officer who has been mourning, "Mr. Shao wants your nephew to help restore your draft into an image?"

Shao Fanghua nodded slightly, and looked at Jiang Lai begging for help. Now it is not whether Wang Dui agrees with Jiang Lai to join, but whether Jiang Lai is willing to accept this drudgery.

"Are you okay, classmate?" Dui Wang immediately understood after hearing the little policeman's explanation.

Even though Shao Fanghua was extremely talented, but his wrist was injured, he could only roughly remember the characteristics of the suspect through the girl's intermittent description, so he had that messy draft.

But for everyone to be able to see clearly what Shao Fanghua is painting, she still needs a person with some skill in painting to add countless details to her draft.

This kind of work, without a tacit understanding, is empty talk for a while.

Jiang Lai was stared at by so many pairs of expectant eyes at the same time, and then thought of the girl's painful yelling, so he nodded, thinking that since he met him, he would do a good deed.

In the early morning, the police car drove Shao Fanghua and Jiang Lai back to the police station.In an empty room, Wang Dui asked his men to bring sketch paper and sharpened pencils.

"Let's start." Shao Fanghua looked at his draft and began to say, "He has a long thin face and a pointed chin..."

Time passed by, the tip of the pen rustled on the drawing paper, and those deep-rooted brushwork in the muscles tried to put everything Shao Fanghua heard and thought of on the drawing paper as much as possible.

He used to use his powerful imagination to meticulously trace and portray the model in his head in the dead of night many times. Although it was a completely different person this time, Jiang Lai was surprised to find that every line wanted to be alive. , no more, no less, everything he wanted.

He didn't know if it was because of Bei Xiaowu's blessing that he had indirectly improved his painting ability.

There was a tinge of paleness in the sky, Jiang Lai finally put away his brush and turned his drawing board to Shao Fanghua.Shao Fanghua nodded approvingly, "Yes, that's what she said."

The police force quickly became agitated, and under the command of the Wang team, a new round of detection work was carried out.

The day before, Bei Xiaowu came out of the alley, took a taxi at the intersection and went straight to Guihe Depot.According to what Cao Xianghu said, both he and Boss Qiu believed that Song Youhe was the one who wanted to tamper with Beitiangui's car.

So he has only one goal, to send this man directly to the Public Security Bureau, and he will account for the rest.

When Bei Xiaowu arrived at Guihe depot, the factory had just finished the morning meeting, and the workers all went to their respective posts.Bei Xiaowu saw Song Youhe standing in front of the navy blue pickup that he bought with his dad's old broken one from a distance, and walked forward with a smile.

Almost at the same time, Song Youhe also saw Bei Xiaowu, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, then put on a straight face and put on an air of elders, "Xiao Wu, why are you not at school at this point?"

Bei Xiaowu smiled playfully, looked sideways at the dark blue pickup, and asked, "Uncle, are you driving this car now?"

Song Youhe didn't know the significance of Bei Xiaowu's sudden appearance and asking this question, so he nodded indifferently, "Whoever needs a car will drive it in the factory."

"Oh, why don't you let me open it?" Bei Xiaowu chuckled, with a boyish innocence rippling on his brows, making it hard to believe that he was harboring malice.

"Ha, I want to drive," Song Youhe smiled, "You child, have you turned eighteen and have a driver's license?"

Song Youhe obviously didn't want to waste time on Bei Xiaowu, he opened the car door in front of him, waved back and got into the car.

Bei Xiaowu turned his head, and a thin mechanic in overalls came from not far away, holding a car key in his hand, and it seemed that he had already made an appointment with the factory manager to go out on errands.

Bei Xiaowu frowned imperceptibly, his throat moved up and down slightly, he raised his hand and snatched the car key from the mechanic, then quickly opened the car door while the other party was in a daze, inserted the key and started the car.

Everything happened so fast, even Song Youhe in the co-pilot opened his lips slightly in shock when he found Bei Xiaowu in the driver's seat.

"Thu, chug..." Turning the car key to the right, the sound was so familiar that Bei Xiaowu's eardrums felt hot.

Although Bei Xiaowu doesn't have a driver's license, he has seen his father drive this model of car for more than ten years, and he knows exactly what road and what gear it is on.What's more, Bei Xiaowu suddenly changed his mind the moment he started the car.

He couldn't send this person to the police station directly, he had to hear this person confess his dirty and filthy life deal with his own ears.

The car drove out of the depot under everyone's noses, and Bei Xiaowu saw the young mechanic who was stunned in place from the rearview mirror.Thinking to himself, the other party must not have noticed the serious consequences of the sudden snatch of the key, he just shook his head in doubt and took out his phone.

The car turned onto the main road and maintained a speed of 60 mph. Bei Xiaowu kindly reminded Song Youhe, "Do you want to wear your seat belt?"

Song Youhe hurriedly pulled up his seat belt while the phone was ringing, swallowed dryly, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

"What are you going to do?" The corners of Bei Xiaowu's lips curled slightly. He didn't even think that he would be so calm, and he let out a light breath, "Pick up the phone and say that going out is canceled, and I have something to go out."

I don't know if he was intimidated by Bei Xiaowu's aura, but Song Youhe obediently obeyed his suggestion, picked up the phone and did as he said.

The car turned onto an inaccessible road, the carriage was slightly bumped up and down, and the pointer on the instrument panel soared up at a speed visible to the naked eye.That posture was that Bei Xiaowu didn't want to live and wanted to bring Song Youhe to die together.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu," Song Youhe started to fight with his voice, holding the handle on the top of the car tightly with both hands, "Just tell me what's wrong with you, you know it's dangerous to drive like this, do you know?"

"Wow!" Bei Xiaowu opened the car window, and the fresh air rushed into the car and messed up the boy's hair. Isn't it you?"

As the speed continued to soar, the bumper in front of the car broke through the road guard and turned onto a long-abandoned road.

It is said that since the fatal car accident on this road last year, this road has been blocked by several one-meter-high roadblocks.

Song Youhe remained silent, the adrenaline surging with the speed of the car made him break out in cold sweat, "Xiao Bei, stop! What do you want to do?!"

"Don't tell me, what did you do to Bei Tiangui?" In the hands of the boy, the dark blue pickup sometimes braked extremely fast, sometimes started rapidly, stopped and stopped, bumped back and forth, and soon the lights and bumpers were broken All became a touch of broken flowers blooming in the rearview mirror.

"You little bastard, what the hell do you want me to say? What's wrong with me?" Song Youhe felt nauseous from Bei Xiaowu's ostentatious driving, clutching his chest and squinting his eyes.

"Don't say it," Bei Xiaowu kicked the gas pedal again, the old pickup truck has been tossed by Bei Xiaowu into a bad shape, it went straight to the end of the road, and everyone in the car knew that the end of the road was a cliff, and under the cliff was the city ring And the high-speed rail line that passed, "How did my father die, tell me everything you know."

The air seemed to be frozen, and the light spots coming in from the window hit the side of the boy's face, making his eye sockets ache, and the more he wanted to know the answer, the more desperate he was to solve all this as soon as possible.

The cut of the abandoned road is getting closer, Bei Xiaowu is going to take a gamble with Song Zhihe patiently.

100 meters, 80 meters, 50 meters...

If the car breaks through the cliff, Song Zhihe knows better than anyone what will happen if it falls.Bei Xiaowu quietly turned his foot in one direction, from the accelerator to the brake.

"I say! I say! I say!"

"squeak……"

Accompanied by Song Zhihe's desperate screams, dazzling sparks emitted from the brake parts of the old pickup truck. After the car came to a complete stop, it was less than one meter away from the cliff.

This big gamble, Bei Xiaowu knew he had won.