Fisherman's Secret

For a long time, Fang Jing thought in a superficial way that art is painting, designing, or doing some sculptures. He never thought that just changing his thinking can have such a great magical effect.

"This is a living Bone Tracking!" Fang Jing was full of admiration and admiration.

Cen Jiu followed behind him, compared the skull on the table, and looked at the middle-aged man's head on the screen, suddenly realized.

Originally, this skull looked like this!

Daqi Anwei, who has only seen abstract freehand landscape paintings, and has never been exposed to realistic painting styles such as sketches, watercolors, gouache, and oil paintings, was immediately amazed by this skill.

After seeing this kind of forensic sculpture, the fine brushwork figure painting of the dynasty can only be regarded as abstract.

He has also seen the portrait of the emperor's wedding, and he can't see any connection between the portrait and himself. No wonder every time the imperial court releases a sea arrest document, every city and town pastes the head of the wanted criminal, and the detection rate is still frighteningly low. The abstract and freehand portraits of the painters are entirely responsible for most of them.

As for this kind of touching the bones and inferring the appearance of the deceased before death, it is basically a magical skill.

"This is Professor Liao, a well-known forensic artist at home and abroad." Professor Yu Fang Jing introduced the brown-haired beauty, "Although Professor Liao is young, he is already the well-deserved No.1 in the domestic forensic art world. Two months ago The rotting corpse case reported on the news was the result of Professor Liao's identification of the deceased, and the Criminal Police Brigade cracked the case."

Just by listening to the tone of voice, you can tell how much Professor Yu respects this Professor Liao.

Professor Yu is regarded as a master in the domestic art world, and there are not many people in the country who can command his respect.Fang Jing looked at the young brown-haired beauty in front of him in a little surprise, but he did not expect that this master of forensic art, highly respected by professors, would be so young and so beautiful.

I don't know if there is a 30-year-old!

Fang Jing thought silently.

As if guessing what Fang Jing was thinking, Professor Liao said with a smile: "I am already 36 this year, but my face is tender."

"..." Fang Jing was speechless.

It's fine to complain inwardly, but it's too shocking for anyone to be able to guess what he's thinking.

He touched his face, and asked back very embarrassedly: "Did I write everything on my face?"

"It doesn't count, it's just that you have seen this expression too much." Professor Liao didn't mind at all, and he didn't mean to be offended at all. He took them to the skeleton display stand and pointed to one of the complete skeletons. They said, "Based on the characteristics of the iliac bone, it can be concluded that the victim was Asian, living at a latitude between 10 degrees and 25 degrees north latitude, and the condition of the pelvis and teeth showed that it was a female skeleton, aged between 25 and 30 degrees." Between the ages of [-] and gave birth."

She picked up a piece of leg bone, observed it under a microscope, and said, "The left leg was once injured and fractured, and according to the wear and tear of the knee, the victim loved sports, most likely a roller skating or long-distance runner."

Every time a part of the feature is explained, Professor Liao will input the corresponding parameters into the skeleton 3D model imported into the computer, and constantly adjust the picture according to these parameters, especially the fine analysis of the facial features, which is so subtle to the extreme.

Looking at the skull model with sticks of different lengths inserted on the computer, slowly adding special films of the corresponding ethnicity and age, trimming the portrait bit by bit, and finally showing a portrait of a young woman, It opened the eyes of Fang Jing who knew nothing about art.

Of course, the skeleton in front of me was already the finished product that Professor Liao and the others had already identified, so the explanation was very smooth, allowing Fang Jing to have a general understanding. The specific identification process must be much more complicated and time-consuming than this.

Fang Jing stroked his chin and asked, "How long would it take to identify such a skeleton? What is the cost of manpower and material resources?"

Professor Liao was taken aback, but he didn't expect Fang Jing to be so straightforward, and said: "It depends on the degree of damage to the skeleton and the specific circumstances. On average, it will be at least four days to a week. Some skeletons may be permanently damaged for one reason or another. Unable to identify."

Fang Jing changed his method and asked: "I have salvaged more than 500 skulls, and there are more than 100 incomplete skulls. If it is to be identified, how many years will it take and how much money will it take to support it?" ?”

Fang Jing knew that it was impossible for others to do such delicate work for nothing. As long as the identification cost of an identity could be controlled at around [-], his pocket could still afford it.

"It will take three to five years to reach the second." Professor Liao said, "Because our laboratory is mainly used for teaching, and the equipment and software are sponsored by relevant units. As for the research funding, about 400 million should be enough." Professor Liao thought about it and gave a very pertinent answer.

Fang Jing made a rough calculation. In three to five years, the cost of 400 million yuan, on average, is only about [-] yuan for a skeleton, which is fortunately within Fang Jing's budget.He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask a lawyer to draw up a contract in the next few days. If Professor Liao and Professor Yu have no objections, the contract will be signed and the money will arrive immediately."

Next, after a few people discussed the specific plan and progress, and some other related clauses, seeing that Professor Liao and the others were really busy, they didn't stay any longer and left.

After leaving the art building, Fang Jing looked at the bright sun above his head and let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, finally solved a very important matter."

Cen Jiu is still immersed in the magic of forensic sculptures. He really doesn't understand how someone can guess a person's appearance in life just based on a single bone. This is completely a miracle.

Fang Jing laughed, originally wanted to lift his toes and rub Cen Jiu's head, but later found that the height difference was too difficult, so he patted Cen Jiu's shoulder instead, saying: "This is not a miracle, this is science! "

Cen Jiu nodded: "Well, science is amazing."

Fang Jing: "..."

Well, it is really difficult for a person from ancient society who has not experienced the baptism of the industrial revolution to understand the magic of science. People like Cen Jiu are quick to accept, and at least they haven't said any magic tricks.

Fang Jing called Zhang Yue and asked him to meet when he was free. After helping to draw up an employment contract, he hung up the phone, looked at the luxuriant osmanthus trees in the empty campus, smiled, and said to Cen Jiu. : "Let's go, let's go to see the car with brother."

Cen Jiu readily agreed.