Chapter 125: Captured

◎Hu Die was caught by mistake◎

Fang Taokai's arrogance just now disappeared after Zhao Xiangwan's continuous attack. When he heard Zhao Xiangwan said he wanted to compete, he asked nervously: "Competition, how?"

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Fang Taokai and said, "You said you were very busy. Do you have any portrait painting projects recently?"

"Yes, yes, there is a case."

Before Fang Taokai could say anything, Lei Ling became excited.

Through the conversation between Zhao Xiangwan and Fang Taokai just now, Lei Ling could see that, first, Zhao Xiangwan was not as gentle as she looked, she was very aggressive; second, Ji Zhao had real abilities.

It just so happened that the bureau encountered a difficult case that required a simulated portrait. Fang Taokai had been busy for a week and had not finished yet. The serious crime team was almost going crazy. Unfortunately, criminal portrait artists were very rare now, and there was only one treasure in the bureau, Fang Taokai. They could not rush him or urge him.

It's good to have a competition. Through the competition, we can curb Fang Taokai's arrogance.

Thinking of this, Lei Ling said, "It was a home invasion murder case. The murderer pretended to be a meter checker and went to check the meter at home. After entering the house, if he encountered an old, weak, sick or disabled person alone at home, he would kill the person and rob the property. If he encountered an adult man or a large number of people at home, he would pretend to check the meter, make a record and leave. So far, this fake meter checker has killed three people, an old man, a woman, and a child. His nature is very bad. Because the murder scenes are mostly old and dilapidated communities with mixed populations and lax management, the murderer has been roaming around and has not been caught."

After introducing this, Lei Ling looked at Fang Taokai: "The murderer did not cover his face. We have found more than a dozen witnesses and are currently working hard to complete the simulation of the portrait."

Zhao Xiangwan asked Fang Taokai: "How is your progress?"

Fang Taokai frowned: "More than a dozen people have different descriptions of the face shape, eyes, nose, eyebrows, mouth and other parts. I picked out three or four suitable models from the material library and I am going to start drawing the portrait today."

Zhao Xiangwan said, "Okay, then you give me a copy of the witness's transcript, and we'll start working at the same time. After two hours, each of us will produce a portrait."

Fang Taokai stammered, "Two, two hours?"

Zhao Xiangwan raised an eyebrow: "What? Not enough time?"

Fang Taokai began to sweat: "There is not enough time. Although the model has been selected, there are more than 100 combinations of parts of different models. I have to communicate and confirm with the target witness repeatedly while putting them together before I can complete the portrait."

Zhao Xiangwan understood.

Assuming that the material library includes six types of face shape, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and three models are selected from each type, the number of combinations is 3 to the sixth power, which is 243 combinations. If you add philtrum, eye wrinkles, skin color and other types, the number of puzzle combinations will increase exponentially, with thousands or even tens of thousands of possibilities.

No wonder Fang Taokai said he was very busy. He had to complete this huge puzzle by himself, and he had to constantly revise and improve it. It was estimated that the workload brought by more than a dozen eyewitnesses might not be completed in a month.

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Fang Taokai and said, "You are a portrait painter, not a jigsaw puzzle worker. Didn't Teacher Ning tell you this?"

Fang Taokai began to sweat coldly. Ning Qingning had indeed emphasized this point on the first day of the training class, but since he had Ning Qingning's facial library, he had become accustomed to relying on the massive models provided by the library and had completely forgotten what Teacher Ning emphasized.

Zhao Xiangwan said, "It will take two hours. You complete one portrait, and we complete one portrait. Then we can let the witnesses judge. How do you think?"

Lei Ling immediately said, "No problem. I'll go right away and pick up the two witnesses."

Wei Liangfu also became interested: "Okay, okay, it's 3:15 pm now, I'll give you some time to prepare. Submit your works before 5:30, and I'll be the judge."

The director has spoken, what else can Fang Taokai do?

The sweat on his forehead never stopped.

He wanted to say that two hours was not enough, but he thought that he and Ji Zhao only had two hours, he had already communicated with the witnesses three or four times, and the materials were ready; and Ji Zhao had just arrived in Yao City today, and it was his first time to deal with the case, and he had to familiarize himself with the descriptions of each witness. If it was a competition, he had the upper hand, so he couldn't say that the time was not enough, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, Fang Taokai ran away quickly and rushed to the office. While running, he was thinking quickly in his mind, which models can be put together, which models are inconsistent when put together, and how to draw a portrait of the suspect that is consistent with the description of most eyewitnesses.

All of a sudden, everyone was in action.

Wei Liangfu took Xiao Wu out to meet the witness.

Da Lu took the eyewitness' description record and handed it to Zhao Xiangwan.

After Zhao Xiangwan thanked him, he began to browse, pick out the important content and read it to Ji Zhao.

Zhu Kang took Ji Zhao's sketchpad from the car, dragged over a chair with an armchair, and asked Ji Zhao to sit down.

After Ji Zhao sat down, he took out a piece of sketch paper and fixed it on the drawing clip while listening to Zhao Xiangwan's words. Then he took out a charcoal pencil from the pocket of the drawing clip, took out a small knife, and carefully sharpened the charcoal pencil.

Ji Zhao's skin is as white as snow-white porcelain, his fingers are long and slender with distinct knuckles, and every movement has a unique rhythm. Even when he is sharpening a pencil, it is refreshing to watch.

Half an hour passed and Ji Zhao didn't start writing.

Wei Liangfu didn't have the patience to wait in the office, so he left with his hands behind his back, saying before leaving: "I'll go monitor Xiao Fang's work progress. Old Xue, I'll leave this to you. If Officer Ji needs any help, you will give him your full support."

Old Xue swiftly brought chairs for Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang to sit down, and enthusiastically served them tea and water.

Zhao Xiangwan sorted out the descriptions of more than a dozen eyewitnesses and found several common points.

First, he was thin. The murderer was tall and thin. Some said he looked like a bamboo pole, some said he looked like a fire stick, and some said he was as thin as a stick.

Second, his skin was pale, his voice was weak, his eyes were bulging, and his eyes were cloudy. Combined with the fact that he was too thin, Zhao Xiangwan suspected that he rarely went out and might have diabetes.

Third, the yellow teeth, yellow fingertips, and strong smell of cigarettes on his body indicate that the murderer is an old smoker.

Fourth, he has a diamond-shaped face, deep eye sockets, high cheekbones, a narrow forehead, thick lips, and a protruding lower lip. Judging from his physiognomy, he has some characteristics of a person from the southern coastal areas, and he may not be a native of Hunan Province.

Ji Zhao asked Zhao Xiangwan several questions.

[The tall and thin person is it a man, a woman, or a child? ]

Zhao Xiangwan checked with the witnesses and responded one by one.

Ji Zhao nodded.

[He was not very tall, estimated to be around 1.7 meters tall, but the witnesses had different heights, so their impressions were different. In addition, he was thin and wearing work clothes, which gave people an illusion.]

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Ji Zhao, his eyes shining brightly.

This light made Ji Zhao feel happy and he talked more.

[What's your accent?]

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "I didn't say that, I just said his accent sounded like someone from Yaoshi, but the ending sound was a bit strange."

[Strange, then he is not a local. ]

Zhao Xiangwan: “I feel the same way.”

[People who smoke all year round will have yellow teeth and fingertips, dark circles around their eyes, and more wrinkles and spots. In addition, due to repeated smoking, their cheeks will become sunken, their philtrum will be elongated, and a large number of lip lines will be produced. ]

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at the eyewitnesses' descriptions: "One person mentioned the deep cheeks, but no one mentioned the philtrum or lip lines."

[Is your hair thick?]

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "The murderer came to our house disguised as an electric meter worker, wearing a blue uniform and a hat, and no hair could be seen."

【Smoking may cause insomnia, endocrine disorders, and lead to baldness. 】

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Ji Zhao: "Do you have any idea?"

Ji Zhao nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and sketched a portrait in his mind.

When he opened his eyes, his pupils sparkled like stars.

The charcoal began to move.

There was a rustling sound on the paper.

There is still an hour and a half left, plenty of time.

This time, Ji Zhao did not seek speed, but rather to be more precise and detailed.

Once Ji Zhao was immersed in painting, he could neither hear nor see anything outside.

Zhu Kang knew this characteristic of Ji Zhao, so he pulled Zhao Xiangwan and lowered his voice a little, "Why do you want to compare with that guy surnamed Fang? Even Mr. Fang's teacher Ning Qingning has to call teacher Ji Zhao. How can a small fry like him, who only attended a training class and is not even considered a direct disciple of Ning Qingning, be compared with Ji Zhao?"

Zhao Xiangwan smiled slightly: "Look, Ji Zhao has started working smoothly, right?"

Zhu Kang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.

No wonder Zhao Xiangwan's competition was about the case that Fang Taokai had recently taken over. It turned out that Zhao Xiangwan had other intentions. She just used the competition as an excuse to let Ji Zhao quickly take over the criminal investigation simulation portrait work in Yao City.

Each municipal bureau has its own way of operating and its own criminal investigation team. If Zhao Xiangwan and his colleagues want to gain their recognition, they need a relatively long process of mutual understanding.

Zhao Xiangwan's plan is to promote mutual understanding among the players through competition and accelerate the process of integration.

Zhu Kang was full of admiration for Zhao Xiangwan and bowed his hands: "I understand! Awesome!"

He asked Zhao Xiangwan: "Then, what can I do?"

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Da Lu who stayed in the office, and said to Zhu Kang: "Ask them to check the case files of Hu Die and see if they can find some clues. Especially the confessions of the three gang members, are there any missing clues? The key is to look at Hu Die's living habits, personality traits, whether she has a family, whether she has any special hobbies, and whether there is anyone she cares about..."

Zhu Kang understood immediately and nodded: "Okay!"

Zhao Xiangwan's strong attitude towards Fang Taokai made Da Lu, who had always been a little uncomfortable with Fang Taokai's arrogance, feel very happy. When he heard Zhu Kang's request, he cooperated and took out the file, and answered every question raised by Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang seriously.

In the huge office, apart from the rustling sound of Ji Zhao's pen, there was the sound of the three people discussing the case, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Just after five o'clock, Ji Zhao stopped writing and turned his wrist.

Zhao Xiangwan immediately stood up and walked to Ji Zhao's side: "Are you done?"

Ji Zhao nodded.

He took the portrait down and placed it on his desk without even looking at it.

For Ji Zhao, finishing a painting means the end.

Seeing that there was still half an hour left and no footsteps were heard outside the corridor, Ji Zhao guessed that Fang Taokai had not finished yet. He took out another piece of sketch paper and fixed it on the drawing clip.

Ji Zhao methodically sharpened the charcoal pencil and continued painting.

This time, he wrote quickly and with great speed.

Zhao Xiangwan picked up the portrait.

It's a bust.

The person in the painting had a pair of cold eyes, as if staring at her, which frightened her.

Daluo came closer out of curiosity, took a look, gasped, and blurted out: "Damn! This guy doesn't look like a good person."

He had a thin diamond-shaped face, sparse hair that couldn't even cover the top of his head, sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, deep eye sockets, protruding eyeballs, thick lips, some buck teeth, and fine lip wrinkles around his lips, which made him look very old. He was wearing a frayed cotton sweater and a loose blue jacket on the outside, and the collar of the jacket was a little dirty.

This portrait vividly depicts a middle-aged, down-and-out man who smokes a lot.

Zhao Xiangwan and Zhu Kang already knew about Ji Zhao's ability, but Da Lu didn't know. He was overwhelmed by it and exclaimed in amazement: "Is this a simulated portrait? This, this is too amazing, right? This is definitely a work of art that can be hung in an art museum."

Da Lu was reluctant to blink: "I've even thought of a name for it. Let's call it "Old Smoker". How about that?"

Old Xue came in from outside and heard Da Lu's praise. He walked closer with curiosity and said as he walked: "What? Did you finish the painting so quickly? I saw Xiao Fang was still working hard in the office. He put together several portraits, but he was not satisfied with any of them. It's a bit cold today. I've put on a thick coat, but he's so anxious that his forehead is full of..."

After seeing the portrait, I suddenly got stuck on the last character "汗".

Old Xue stood in front of the portrait in a daze, stretched out his hand and vainly touched the person in the painting: "Oh, this is a simulated portrait? This is a forensic portrait? This is a portrait based on the description of an eyewitness? It's impossible, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Zhao stood up, placed a full-length sketch on the table, and then packed up his painting tools. His movements were still slow and rhythmic, putting the charcoal pencil and pencil sharpener into the pencil case on the side, and then folded the painting clip and hung it on the side of the chair. Everything seemed orderly.

Full body sketch?

He was a thin man, wearing a dirty work suit and a hat with the brim pulled down very low. He was hunched over, with one hand on his chest and the other on his back, giving people a feeling of being out of breath and weak.

It was the first time that Da Lu and Lao Xue saw someone draw a full-body portrait of a suspect. They didn’t know where they were for a moment. It took them a long time to utter a word: “Oh my God~”

Is there any need to compete? Da Lu and Lao Xue shook their heads and silently wished Fang Taokai a good result, hoping that he would not lose too badly.

Ji Zhao was already accustomed to the exclamations of people around him. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiangwan. His pupils were clear and reflected two small figures.

Zhao Xiangwan nodded to him and smiled: "Well done!"

After a few minutes, Director Wei Liangfu walked in.

He walked to the desk, took one look at the portrait, and exclaimed, "Ah!"

After a while, Lei Ling and Xiao Wu came in and reported to Director Wei: "The two witnesses have been taken in and are currently waiting in the reception room. Are the portraits of both sides completed?"

Wei Liang shook his head and pointed at the two portraits on the table.

Lei Ling walked closer, took a look, and uttered a quick "Ah!"

This painting style is obviously not the work of Fang Taokai.

A frontal portrait, a full-length portrait, with very distinct features, allowing people to remember this person firmly after seeing it.

Wei Liangfu and Lei Ling exchanged glances.

Lei Ling asked: "Director Wei, do we still need to wait for Xiao Fang's portrait?"

Wei Liangfu was in a complicated mood: "What do you think?"

Lei Ling sighed: "I understand."

Having said that, Lei Ling picked up the two portraits painted by Ji Zhao and went to find witnesses to confirm them.

After waiting for a while, Fang Taokai came hurriedly with a portrait in his hand.

He handed the portrait to Wei Liangfu and wiped the sweat off his head: "Director Wei, I, I've submitted the manuscript."

Wei Liangfu lowered his head and looked at the sketch in his hand.

Diamond-shaped face, high cheekbones, triangular eyes, round nose, thick lips - a standard portrait that is indeed 50% similar to the description given by the eyewitness.

But, how to say it?

The jigsaw-like painting method lacks changes in light and shade, and the combination of facial features is relatively stiff, and the expression of features is far inferior to that of Ji Zhao. In particular, the wrinkles and spots in Ji Zhao's portrait are added, and his eyes are cold, highlighting his unhealthy and sickly appearance, making him look more like a living person.

At this moment, Wei Liangfu suddenly realized the meaning of what Zhao Xiangwan had just said: "You are a portrait painter, not a jigsaw puzzle maker."

Wei Liangfu remained silent, which made Fang Taokai a little uneasy. He looked around and found Ji Zhaoren standing here, but his portrait was nowhere to be found. He asked hurriedly, "Where are your portraits?"

【No painting? 】

[Isn't there enough time? 】

[Is your boast exposed? 】

Before Fang Taokai could speak out what he was thinking, Wei Liangfu shouted, "Fang Taokai!"

Fang Taokai stood still and straightened his chest: "Here!"

Wei Liangfu said, "Officer Ji's portrait has been sent for eyewitnesses to identify. Just stand here and wait quietly. Don't say a word."

The director's tone is wrong? Fang Taokai's head buzzed and his lips tightened.

Ten minutes later, Lei Ling ran excitedly: "Director Wei, it has been confirmed. The witnesses said that it is exactly the same as the real person. One witness said that he had taken a look from the upstairs window and saw that the murderer took off his hat when he walked to the side of the road downstairs. He was indeed bald. He had forgotten it before, but remembered it after seeing this portrait."

Lei Ling placed the portrait in front of Fang Taokai. When Fang Taokai saw the half-length sketch and full-length sketch drawn by Ji Zhao, his arrogant heart suddenly calmed down.

Deathly silence.

It turns out that there are really insurmountable mountains in this world.

It turns out that geniuses really do exist in this world.

If one is not a genius, how could one draw such a vivid and lifelike portrait by dictation in just two hours?

Wei Liangfu had a serious expression and signaled Lei Ling to close the door, blocking the group of police officers who were watching the excitement outside.

Wei Liangfu looked at Fang Taokai: "Have you found the gap?"

Fang Taokai said in a dry voice: "I'm not as good as him."

Wei Liangfu: "Who is not as good as him?"

Fang Taokai turned his gaze to Ji Zhao: "Not as good as Officer Ji, ah, no, Teacher Ji."

Wei Liangfu asked again: "Is the gap big?"

Even though Fang Taokai was unwilling to admit it in his heart, the two portraits were placed in front of him, and the difference was obvious. He was convinced of his defeat and nodded heavily: "Big!"

Wei Liangfu asked: "If there is a gap, what should we do?"

Fang Taokai raised his head and looked at Wei Liangfu seriously: "Learn from Teacher Ji."

Wei Liangfu nodded with satisfaction and said earnestly, "Criminal simulation portrait artists are a scarce talent in our public security system. After three months of training, you can master the application of the material library and piece together a portrait, which shows that you are capable. But you must understand that there are always stronger ones among the strong, and complacency will only lead to continuous regression. I hope you will take this opportunity of Officer Ji coming to help solve the case to humbly ask for advice from the expert and continuously improve your professional level."

Fang Taokai said loudly: "Yes!"

After Wei Liang finished reviewing his own people, he turned to look at Ji Zhao and said, "Officer Ji, your level of portraiture is incredible. You are welcome to come over for guidance and exchange. In the future, please guide Xiao Fang more."

Ji Zhao nodded slightly without any expression.

Wei Liang looked at Ji Zhao again, and it was like seeing a flower, so beautiful. In his heart, he thought that Xu Heimian had finally done something good and sent such a treasure to him. With Ji Zhao's portrait, the fake meter worker murder case would definitely be twice as effective, and the speed of criminal investigation would be doubled.

By the way, we can also train Fang Taokai and hone his technical skills, which is great!

Thinking of this, Wei Liangfu said to Zhao Xiangwan with great enthusiasm: "Tonight I will host a private dinner for you, the distinguished guests who have come from afar, to try our local spicy chicken from Yao City!"

Zhao Xiangwan saw that it was time for dinner and did not refuse Wei Liangfu's invitation.

Wei Liangfu called Fang Taokai and Lei Ling and went to a restaurant not far from the Municipal Bureau to have dinner.

For six people, we had six dishes and one soup, which was a rich variety.

Yao City is mountainous and the food is spicy. The spicy chicken recommended by Director Wei did not disappoint. The chicken was firm, delicious and full of spiciness. The spicy chicken was very suitable for Zhao Xiangwan's appetite.

Fang Taokai ate very quickly. After finishing two bowls of rice, he compared his own portrait with Ji Zhao's. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with Ji Zhao's level. So he calmed down and asked for advice seriously.

"The witness didn't mention baldness. Why did you paint your hair like that?"

"Why do you have a long philtrum?"

“Why are the lip lines so fine?”

"What's the logic behind this distribution of spots?"

Knowing that all this was because Ji Zhao inferred from the eyewitness' description that the murderer was a heavy smoker and might have diabetes, and then deduced the facial features from this point, Fang Taokai was convinced. Only then did he realize that his previous arrogance was a complete joke.

Fang Taokai asked Ji Zhao earnestly: "Teacher Ji, how do you think I should improve my portrait painting skills?"

Ji Zhao glanced at him.

[Draw ten sketches and three drawings every day, and keep doing it for a year. ]

Zhao Xiangwan said: "Just like your teacher Ning, observe and ponder over and over again, and practice every day for more than ten years. If you really want to improve, Ji Zhao said that you should draw ten sketches and three drawings every day. If you can persist for a year, come back to him."

In addition to work, ten sketches and three drawings?

Fang Taokai looked at Ji Zhao's hands, and the shame in his heart grew stronger.

Someone as talented as Ji Zhao is also so hardworking, but how can I, with my mere insignificance, just wander around?

Thinking of this, Fang Taokai blushed slightly and bowed to Ji Zhao: "Teacher Ji, OK, I will bring my work to you in a year and ask for your advice again."

Ji Zhao's expression softened and he nodded.

Lei Ling asked Zhao Xiangwan: "Can we just use Officer Ji's portrait to post the wanted notice?"

Zhao Xiangwan nodded: "Of course."

Lei Ling praised her: "You really are here to help."

Zhao Xiangwan smiled and said, "What else? We are all police officers, and it is our duty to arrest criminals. The main reason we came here this time is to verify whether Hu Die is Min Jiadie, so we want to arrest her as soon as possible."

Lei Ling accepted them wholeheartedly and raised his glass to Zhao Xiangwan: "Okay! You are welcome to join us!"

With the addition of Zhao Xiangwan and three others, the people in the Serious Crime Unit 2 of the Yao City Public Security Bureau were like chickens with blood injected, and their efficiency was astonishing.

The next morning, the portrait of the fake meter worker was sent to police stations at all levels and began to be posted on the streets.

After Zhao Xiangwan was familiar with the case files of Hu Die, he, accompanied by Lei Ling, re-examined Hu Die's three accomplices to gain a comprehensive understanding of Hu Die's life experience, living habits, preferences and hobbies. Based on the recent intelligence reports, he speculated where Hu Die might be hiding or appearing, and then carried out comprehensive control.

The Yao City police were very responsible, especially the front-line police officers, who were hardworking and showed resilience while guarding the lairs, which moved Zhao Xiangwan.

Hospitals, clinics, shopping malls, schools...

The Yao City police deployed comprehensive control and deployed hundreds of police officers, vowing to arrest Hu Die and bring her to justice.

Three days later, there was still no news from Hu Die.

However, news came from the Jiapigou Police Station about a case involving a fake electric meter worker.

Based on Ji Zhao's portrait, someone recognized the person in the portrait as a tailor named Qian from the Jiapigouwoshan area.

Upon receiving the news, the serious crime squad quickly dispatched.

Jiapigou belongs to the suburbs of Yao County, located at the foot of the mountain. The shed area was originally an old brick house where forest rangers lived. Later, the forest rangers were disbanded, and only the elderly, the weak, and the disabled lived in the old brick houses. Later, some migrant workers and scavengers came and built sheds with wood and oil felt to barely shelter from the wind and rain.

Lei Ling led his men into Qian Taifeng's dilapidated, leaky brick and tile house.

Everyone is ready for battle.

But the scene before them made everyone's eyes widen.

There was a corpse hanging on the beam.

Lei Ling walked closer and saw, oh? This man is Qian the tailor!

How did he commit suicide?

After the body was taken down from the beam, a group of people gathered outside the door. Lei Ling looked around and saw no signs of fighting or intrusion, only a few wanted notices torn from the wall and crumpled up on the sewing table.

——On the wanted warrant, the portrait of Tailor Qian is clearly visible.

This is... realizing that there is nowhere to escape, so he chose to commit suicide?

Lei Ling was about to call a forensic doctor, but just as he stepped out of the door, he saw a pair of familiar eyes in the bustling crowd.

Lei Ling was startled, his eyes moving from her slightly broad jaw and slightly plump figure to her ankles that were exposed without socks. Although she was wearing a headscarf, had a large red spot on her face, was hunched over, and holding a little girl in her right hand, the rebelliousness that emanated from her bones was exactly the same as the person in Ji Zhao's portrait.

Lei Ling shouted: "Hu Die!"

Hu Die wants to run.

Hu Die's running speed is indeed very fast and her reaction speed is also fast enough.

But after she ran two steps, the little girl she had just held showed panic in her eyes: "Mom, don't you want me anymore?"

Hu Die's body stiffened.

Lei Ling flew up with lightning speed.

Just like that, by some strange coincidence, Hu Die was caught.

As soon as he entered the city bureau office building, Lei Ling's footsteps were full of vigor and he pushed open the door of the Serious Case Team 2 office. He shouted to Zhao Xiangwan who was discussing the case with Zhu Kang, "Good news, Hu Die has been caught!"

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Where did you catch it?"

Lei Ling slapped his thigh and said, "I didn't expect her to hide in such a dirty and messy place."

Zhao Xiangwan didn't have time to think about it and quickly said, "Let's interrogate her." She just wanted to know whether Hu Die was Min Jiadie.

Lei Ling smiled and said, "I know you are anxious, so I have asked someone to take her to the interrogation room."

Zhao Xiangwan raised his chin towards Zhu Kang and became excited: "Let's go! Let's go and sit in on the class together."