The uncle looked at Qi Maojun and said unhappily: "Young man, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me?"

"No, how can you!" Qi Maojun felt that he shouldn't go out today because he didn't read the almanac.

Mu Yuan hurriedly said: "Brother Qi, please wait first, uncle and I will communicate again."

After saying that, Mu Yuan said to the uncle again: "Uncle, what else do you remember?"

"I...can't tell! But one thing I am sure of is that if I see that young man again, I will definitely be able to recognize him."

Qi Maojun turned his face to one side and rolled his eyes wildly.

If they have brought the person in front of you, does it matter whether you recognize him or not? If you had seen the young man at the crime scene, you would have been able to make an identification record. But now they are all just

I suspect that this person riding a scooter is the suspect. The difficulty lies in how to find the person, not in identifying him...

Just when Qi Maojun was about to persuade Xiaomu again, Xiaomu clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Uncle, come with us to the branch. I need your cooperation."

"What to cooperate with?" The uncle looked confused.

Although he was very face-saving and was very dissatisfied with Qi Maojun's attitude of "starting chaos but giving up" just now, but now that Mu Yuanzhen asked him to help, he felt numb again.

There's no way, he really can't remember it!

"Don't worry, you'll know when you go there. It's very simple." Mu Yuan said.

"real?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Mu Yuan said sincerely.

"Okay! Today I will also be a good citizen who cooperates with the public security in cracking down on criminals." The boss grinned, and then began to pack his things, preparing to close the door and go to the public security bureau with Mu Yuan.

Taking advantage of this moment, Qi Maojun secretly pulled Mu Yuan outside.

"Xiaomu, why did you bring him back? We should continue to search now and see if we can find the surveillance camera."

Mu Yuandao: "We are not in a hurry to find surveillance now. We finally found someone who has seen the suspicious person. How can we give up so easily?"

"But..." Qi Maojun felt that his head was square...

At this time, the uncle had already walked out, pulled down the rolling shutter door with one hand, and said with a grin: "Comrade police, you will have to send me back in a while."

"Of course." Mu Yuan agreed grandly, since he didn't have to deliver it himself.

Qi Maojun was very resentful, but he didn't dare to speak because he was afraid of being criticized by his uncle.

The three of them got into the car. Qi Maojun didn't say anything, drove the police car very fast, and soon arrived at the substation.

"Brother Qi, please take uncle to my office and I'll buy something."

Qi Maojun refused this in his heart because he did not want to be alone with his uncle, which would easily lead to conflicts.

But he couldn't find a suitable reason, which was a bit embarrassing.

In desperation, Qi Maojun had no choice but to respond and led his uncle into the criminal investigation building.

…

"Uncle, please sit down, I'll be busy first." Qi Maojun sent the uncle to Mu Yuan's office and said very politely.

But the uncle glared and said: "How can this be done? You are the Public Security Bureau. If I stay here alone and you say something has fallen off, what will I do? No! You have to accompany me.

, just for a moment.”

Qi Maojun almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He no longer wants to call the other person uncle, he wants to call him uncle.

He feels that there is a saying that is true, your uncle is your uncle after all, no matter how you go around, you can't escape from the palm of his hands...

Guess, if I had taken the initiative to stay here with him, this man would have said: What? You can't trust me? Are you monitoring me?

He finally saw that this old man was deliberately targeting him.

As for why this happened, maybe it was because of what I said at the beginning.

Hey! I really have to bear this responsibility myself.

In desperation, Qi Maojun could only wait on pins and needles. It's not that he didn't want to argue a few more words, but when people don't like him, everything he says is wrong!

If the other party is a suspect, he will show the majesty of the police every minute to let the other party know who is the boss!

But now this man is a witness, and a passionate witness...except against him.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan didn't keep him waiting for too long, and soon came back with a bag of things.

Qi Maojun looked at the bag, which was obviously from a stationery store, and asked in shock: "Xiaomu, why did you buy these things?"

"Paint!" Mu Yuan said seriously.

Qi Maojun was a little confused. Painting? What the hell?

But soon, Qi Maojun seemed to understand Mu Yuan's intention.

But understanding doesn't mean he can accept it.

"Are you... planning to do a simulation portrait?" Qi Maojun felt like he was completely Spartan.

Mu Yuan nodded and said, "Get ready to try."

Qi Maojun slapped his forehead and said: "Xiaomu, do you... know what a simulated portrait is? Uh, no, let me tell you first how are your painting skills?"

Mu Yuandao: "Not bad."

"Have you ever studied painting?"

"As a hobby, I paint occasionally." Mu Yuan said seriously.

Qi Maojun looked at Mu Yuan, always feeling unreliable.

"But just now the uncle said that he can't remember the appearance of the suspicious person. How can you draw it?"

Mu Yuan grinned and said, "I have a solution for this."

After saying that, regardless of what Qi Maojun thought, he walked directly in front of him and said to the uncle who was sitting on the chair next to him: "Uncle, I'll be painting in a while. You can see if I can remove the suspicion."

Restore the human appearance.”

The uncle was still in a state of confusion at the moment, and Tai didn't quite understand what Mu Yuan meant.

"How...how to do this?"

"Just like on TV, I ask, you tell, and then draw the suspect's head."

The uncle immediately became excited, this is such a senior person!

But the next second, he became a little timid again.

"But I don't remember very clearly..."

Before the uncle could finish speaking, Mu Yuan said, "It doesn't matter."

After saying that, he started to work.

Both the uncle and Qi Maojun looked crazy. Is this...really okay?

In just one minute, Mu Yuan pasted more than ten pieces of white printing paper on the wall, and then held a colored pencil...

“Is this person fat or thin?”

"Very thin!" the uncle said immediately, with a very definite tone.

Mu Yuan immediately sketched a few strokes on a piece of paper, and then changed to another piece of paper...

Under Qi Maojun's dumbfounded gaze, Mu Yue drew at least seven pictures! They were all of them with thinner faces.

"Which one's face looks more similar?" Mu Yuan asked.

The uncle looked at these pictures and fell into thinking.

A few seconds later, the uncle suddenly pointed at a piece of paper and said: "This face shape is more like one."

Mu Yuan pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Okay! Let's move on to the next step, eyes!"

Afterwards, Mu Yuan drew a few more eyes.

The uncle was a little confused and didn't recognize it.

Mu Yuan didn't care, and then drew his mouth again. This time the uncle gave a very affirmative answer.

Qi Maojun doubted his life.

Is this a simulated portrait? Is it? Isn’t it?

He couldn't find the answer. Not to mention that he had never personally experienced simulated portraits. Even if he had, what would that mean?

This is a practical technology that does not have established methods and processes. The methods and processes that people have summarized now are just because over the past hundreds or thousands of years, people have believed that this method can more effectively restore the target.

Appearance, does not mean that the current mainstream methods and processes are necessarily correct.

To be correct, we can only judge by the results.

Whoever can truly restore the suspect's appearance is correct.

However, corresponding to the confusion in his eyes, there was excitement gradually igniting in the uncle's eyes.
To be continued...