Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 5: We can go back now.

The nearby police station arrived quickly.

A preliminary autopsy was conducted by a forensic doctor, and a forensic investigation team searched the surrounding area.

Su Miaoyi was sent back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Zhuang Yanzheng asked her to describe to the portrait artist what the murderer looked like.

Su Miaoyi was no longer locked in the interrogation room, but waited for the portrait artist in a reception room.

The portrait artist pushed the door open and entered, and Su Miaoyi stared at him in a daze for a moment.

The man was about 1.83 meters tall, unlike Zhuang Yanzheng's rugged, rough-looking image.

He had very fair skin and his hair was quite long, almost covering his eyes.

She was dressed in a loose, casual, and artistic style.

It gives people a melancholy yet harmless feeling.

The portrait artist looked at her, walked to the opposite side of her, placed the easel on the table, took a pen out of his pocket, and then sat down.

"What's your name?" he asked.

Su Miaoyi replied, "Su Miaoyi."

The portrait artist looked up at her.

Su Miaoyi stared at him.

The portrait artist lowered his gaze again, and then suddenly introduced himself: "Lu Zhishen, portrait artist."

Su Miaoyi was puzzled.

what?
Lu Zhishen?
"Zhuang Yanzheng said you are an eyewitness?" Lu Zhishen asked.

Su Miaoyi snapped out of her reverie: "I guess so."

Lu Zhishen picked up the drawing board and asked, "Describe your appearance briefly first."

Su Miaoyi thought for a moment: "A man, around fifty years old, height..."

The man in the picture is always bent over, but you can still make a rough calculation.

"Around 175 cm tall, medium build," Su Miaoyi recalled. "Her face was a bit square, her chin a little short, her lower lip quite thick, not exactly a large mouth. Her philtrum was rather long. Her nose..."

As Lu Zhishen listened to her words, he continued drawing. When she was lost in thought, he looked up at her.

Su Miaoyi met his gaze again.

Lu Zhishen said nothing and continued drawing with his head down.

Su Miaoyi said, "His midface is relatively long, his nose is high, and it's a bit hooked, but not very noticeable. He has big eyes, and his double eyelids are also quite large. The corners of his eyes droop, his eyebrows are very thick, and there's a mole on the right eyebrow. His eyes are set at a moderate distance, his forehead is relatively wide, and his hairline is receding a bit."

Su Miaoyi explained everything she could in great detail.

Lu Zhishen kept drawing.

This is usually the step.

All the questions were asked by Lu Zhishen.

For example, the length of the chin, the length of the philtrum, the size of the mouth, the width of the forehead, etc.

Now she's the one who's said it all.

He would then have very few questions to ask.

She seemed to know what portrait artists needed to ask.

Lu Zhishen quickly finished the drawing and showed it to her: "Is it him?"

Su Miaoyi glanced at it and then said, "He was very panicked at the time, but also a little excited."

Lu Zhishen looked at her and immediately understood what she meant.

I made some modifications to the portrait and showed it to her again: "And now?"

“It’s him,” Su Miaoyi said.

Lu Zhishen nodded, took the portrait, and got up to leave.

Su Miaoyi called out to him, "Um... what about me?"

"What?" Lu Zhishen didn't understand.

"Can I leave now?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Lu Zhishen looked at her and said, "Let me ask you something."

"Thank you," Su Miaoyi said, and after he left, she leaned back in her chair.

I have never felt so unlucky.

I only ate one meal that day and saw two corpses.

He's been detained as a suspect for so long.

It's so late, and I haven't even had a chance to sleep yet.

Most importantly, she worked so hard for twenty-one days, and with the end of the month approaching, the novel was suddenly on hiatus!

damned!
Su Miaoyi leaned back in her chair, looking at the ceiling.

If it's not schizophrenia, not an illness, but rather that she possesses some ability to be sought out by the dead!

Such outrageous things can happen in the world.
Lu Zhishen took the portrait to Zhuang Yanzheng.

Zhuang Yanzheng is analyzing the case in the conference room.

Two murders in one day, and everyone's working overtime this late. "Is it finished?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

Lu Zhishen gave him the portrait.

Zhuang Yanzheng glanced at it and handed it directly to Qi Feng.

Qi Feng left with the portrait.

Lu Zhishen asked, "Who is she? A new colleague?"

Zhuang Yanzheng knew he was asking about Su Miaoyi.

He pushed him outside the meeting room.

Zhuang Yanzheng asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Lu Zhishen leaned against the wall: "She doesn't seem like a witness, she seems like my new colleague, and an experienced one at that."

Zhuang Yanzheng took a cigarette and rubbed it in his hand: "Such a high evaluation."

“If it were an ordinary eyewitness who witnessed the murder and burial, the images they saw would be affected by their emotions in a state of panic,” Lu Zhishen said. “Also, most people wouldn’t remember strangers in such detail.”

Zhuang Yanzheng was already used to it.

“Just like you, you’ve been a criminal investigator for so many years, you can quickly memorize a person’s facial features,” Lu Zhishen said. “She’s the same.”

Zhuang Yanzheng nodded: "How about I become your colleague?"

Lu Zhishen looked at him, frowned, and said, "Don't go for the stupid ones. She's fine."

Su Miaoyi fell asleep with her head tilted back in the chair in the reception room.

Suddenly the door was pushed open.

Su Miaoyi sat up abruptly, looked towards the door, and then touched her mouth. Thankfully, there was no drool.

Zhuang Yanzheng stood at the door, feeling that she had made this place her home: "You can go back now."

Su Miaoyi immediately got up and walked towards the door.

Zhuang Yanzheng gave her her bag.

Su Miaoyi took it: "My suspicions have been cleared, right?"

“For now,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi didn't say anything.

That's fine for now.

It's better than staying here.

"Let's go," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi followed him out.

After leaving the police station, Su Miaoyi looked at the dark night and the quiet road, and said to Zhuang Yanzheng, "Then I'm leaving."

"Here, take it." Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng walked directly to the car and said, "Get in."

Su Miaoyi looked around again and realized that it might indeed be difficult to hail a taxi.

She jogged a few steps to get into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"To Jinrong Residential Area?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

Su Miaoyi nodded: "Mm."

She started the car and sat quietly in the passenger seat. After a while, she took out her phone and looked at it.

Click into the writing software.

As expected, some readers have been asking why there haven't been any updates.

Su Miaoyi replied to the comments.

The entire journey was speechless.

As they arrived at the entrance of the residential compound, Su Miaoyi was about to get out of the car when Zhuang Yanzheng said, "Let's exchange contact information."

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "If you see anything else in the future, contact me anytime. If you can't find me, call the police directly."

Su Miaoyi thought for a moment and left him her phone number.

What if we see it again in the future?

“Your suspicions haven’t been completely cleared, so don’t leave Jinghai City recently,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Okay." Su Miaoyi cooperated readily.

After all, she has no plans to leave Jinghai anytime soon.

"Then I'm leaving," Su Miaoyi said.

"Ah."

Su Miaoyi got out of the car, looked back at him, and then entered the residential area.

Zhuang Yanzheng watched her enter the residential area and then drove away.

(End of this chapter)