Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

At this time, An Yan was immersed in the studio, and the album she prepared for Rong Yi only covered her own life.

There were many things she didn't know about Ronghua, so she added to them based on what Tuanzi revealed, striving to make them complete.

Rong Hua was silently paying for many small details that she took for granted and ignored. An Yan was filled with emotion and guilt.

Rong Yi knocked on the door and called An Yan to dinner. He knew what she was doing, but he was happy to cooperate with her and pretended to know nothing.

After patiently waiting for An Yan to finish packing and come out, Rong Yi smiled, took her hand, and told her about the portrait, the Yang family, and his second uncle.

"My second uncle will be here soon. He seems to have something to ask you. If he makes any requests that embarrass you, I will help you refuse. Don't worry!"

Rong Yi was worried that his second uncle knew the Yang family, and if he wanted her to recognize him as a relative, he was afraid that she would be embarrassed to refuse.

An Yan rubbed his palm with her small hand, "I know, I won't let myself suffer any loss!"

As for the Yang family, that youngest son had been dead for years. Could he be dragged out and whipped? This body's biological mother might also be a bad debt. She didn't want to cause trouble for herself outside of the mission.

Rong Yi had specifically arranged for dinner, and it was An Yan's favorite dishes. Unsurprisingly, she ate a lot and her belly was round.

After dinner, we took a walk in the back garden to help digest the food.

Uncle Rong arrived at this time.

"Dad! Xiaoyi! That painter..." His voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on the slightly protruding belly of An Yan, who was supported by Rong Yi. His eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura spread.

Rong Yi was embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "Yan Yan just ate too much! Second Uncle, don't think too much!"

Uncle Rong raised his eyebrows and said "Oh~" meaningfully.

Mr. Rong's cane arrived first, and he glared at him, "You little bastard, how could you possibly kill someone under your father's nose?"

Uncle Rong dodged nimbly, muttering, "That's hard to say."

The second turn was almost here, and he dodged it while saying, "I know, I know. As long as she hasn't committed any crime, that's fine. Doesn't this little girl look like she's underage?"

Rong Yi and An Yan smiled at each other, then stepped forward to stop him, giving the tired Mr. Rong a way out.

Uncle Rong also sat down and thought about why he came. "Xiao Yi, who painted that picture? Can you introduce someone?"

"It's not a recommendation, she's right here."

Uncle Rong was stunned, "Impossible! I've seen both your father's and your paintings, the brushstrokes and styles are completely different." Suddenly his eyes fell on An Yan, this young girl?

"Hello, second uncle!" An Yan greeted him obediently.

"Hello, hello." It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance, Uncle Rong couldn't help but sigh.

"This is what I want to ask you for a favor." What troubled Uncle Rong was a recent vicious serial murder case. The murderer had not been apprehended and if it was delayed for too long, it might cause panic among the people.

The murderer was very cautious and avoided almost all surveillance near the crime scene, leaving no biological information or traces.

The lack of similarities in age, occupation, or social circles among the victims made it difficult to investigate. The similarity in the killing methods alone led to the joint investigation of several cases.

"There are many enthusiastic citizens in our capital, and some can actually provide clues, but the information is incomplete. In the end, we need a professional portrait artist to create a portrait."

Mr. Rong said coldly, "I told you to learn how to paint, but you didn't. Now that you need it, you realize your mistake!"

Uncle Rong smiled awkwardly. "I was thinking of going to the Capital Academy of Fine Arts to find a great professor, and I saw Xiaoyi's news. He can draw so like him just by listening to his description. Isn't this the perfect artist to come to my doorstep? So, Yanyan, can you help me?"

The matter was of great importance, and since he could trust her, An Yan did not hesitate, "I'm happy to do so."

"Okay, okay, then let's do it now... oh, it's too late. I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning, okay?" After getting An Yan's accurate answer, Uncle Rong went back and asked someone to contact enthusiastic citizens to come to the Public Security Bureau tomorrow morning to assist in drawing the portrait.

An Yan came to the Public Security Bureau with Rong Yi, bringing her special sketching supplies.

There were two witnesses in total, and the clues they provided were not exactly the same. An Yan spent a whole day carefully adjusting and revising it until the witnesses agreed that this was what they saw.

An Yan drew two paintings in total. One showed a person wearing a mask, with only the entire face and eyes visible. The other showed a person wearing a baseball cap, with the mask pulled down and a cigarette in his mouth. The key point was that the nose could be seen, but the mouth was mostly covered.

An Yan combined the two clues into one, made some minor adjustments based on her self-taught knowledge of anthropology, and finally came up with a portrait. "If they are indeed seeing the same person, then this is what they should look like."

Uncle Rong looked at a few portraits and asked curiously, "How did you infer his mouth?"

An Yan explained, "A person's facial features and face shape are coordinated. If a person has a pointed chin, then the shape of their eyes and mouth, and the angle of their nose should also be consistent with the angle of their chin. If there were other eyewitnesses, perhaps the portrait would be more accurate."

Uncle Rong seemed to understand, "Okay, I'll have someone keep an eye out. Let's investigate this person first. Thank you for your hard work, Yanyan."

An Yan smiled and shook her head, "I'm glad I can help. Then, Uncle, Rong Yi and I will go home first, you go ahead."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Uncle Rong will continue to lead his police officers to fight hard and strive to solve the case as soon as possible.

Rong Yi was already waiting in the car and had prepared the small cake that An Yan liked.

An Yan quickly got into the car and leaned tiredly on his shoulder. After a whole day, her brain cells and physical energy were greatly exhausted. "Rongrong~Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Rong Yi felt very distressed when he saw her listless look. "No, you've worked so hard, my dear! Close your eyes and rest for a while. Eat something to replenish your energy. I'll feed you."

An Yan did not try to be stubborn and did as she was told.

Rong Yi broke off another piece of milk and put it to her mouth, but An Yan didn't respond. He then realized that she had fallen asleep. He signaled the driver to drive more steadily so as not to disturb her rest.

An Yan was sleeping soundly, and she didn't even wake up when Rong Yi carried her back to her room in a princess carry.

She slept until the next afternoon and felt refreshed and full of energy!

After having breakfast, lunch and dinner, An Yan took a stroll downstairs. When she came back to paint with Rong Yi, she received a call from Uncle Rong. She thought that a new witness had been found and she needed to adjust the portrait.

She quickly packed up her painting supplies and prepared to go out, but she heard Uncle Rong's excited voice coming from the other end of the phone.