Help, what help?

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over in surprise.

On the contrary, Jiang Si, the person involved, didn't react much.

She has not been leaving the house recently, and the only contact she has with the Beijing Public Security Bureau is that portrait.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought came to mind, Uncle Huo took out a portrait from his bag.

Looking at the person in the portrait, Jing Qian and Jing Yu were stunned for a moment.

"Hey, isn't this the bad guy who came to our house that day?"

Yang Meina was also a little surprised. Was this a painting?

When Fourth Uncle Huo took it out just now, she thought it was a photo at first glance!

Guan Xue looked calm: "Third sister-in-law, did you draw this?"

Before Jiang Si opened her mouth, Huo's mother smiled with a look of pride on her face.

"It was painted by Sisi. We were there when she painted it that day."

"I'm not exaggerating, but Sisi's painting skills are no worse than those of the teachers at the Academy of Fine Arts."

Uncle Huo quite agrees with Mother Huo's point of view.

In fact, before Yan Laosan was arrested, everyone, including himself, thought that it would be a big deal if the portrait of the suspect was at most 50% to 60% similar to the suspect.

Because of several major cases before this, they also borrowed many painting teachers from art academies and libraries.

But the final effect is very different from the criminal suspect seen by eyewitnesses.

So no one had much hope this time, until they saw Master Yan San himself.

It is no exaggeration to say that everyone in the Public Security Bureau was almost stunned at that time.

Thinking of this, Fourth Uncle Huo expressed his request.

"Five days ago, a serial murder case occurred in Beijing. All the victims were young women between the ages of 16 and 20."

"In a short period of time, this man killed and abused nine victims."

"In order to catch this person, almost all members of the Beijing public security system were mobilized."

"But this person has a strong sense of anti-detection, and he always chooses time periods like early morning or late evening to kill people."

"Because there are no witnesses, the case has been stuck here."

"In the four months since then, he hasn't committed any more crimes."

"It was only half a month ago that we received a call from a nearby high school and confirmed that this serial killer had committed another crime."

"After a lot of visits, we found two witnesses in two residential buildings near the school."

"And it has been confirmed that both of them have seen the suspect's face."

Hearing this, Jiang Si couldn't help but feel confused.

Logically speaking, now that we have seen the face, the next step should be to borrow a few professional painting teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts to draw a portrait of the suspect. It shouldn't be difficult, right?

This is what Jiang Si thought, so she asked.

Fourth Uncle Huo also thought this was not difficult, but the actual situation was not what they thought.

"You'll know after you look at this."

As he spoke, Fourth Uncle Huo took out four more portraits from his bag.

"These two pictures were drawn by a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts."

"These two pictures were drawn by a teacher I found at the library."

When everyone heard this, they were extremely curious and leaned over to look.

Don't even mention that they can see this.

Even the six-year-old Jingyu frowned and asked Uncle Huo.

"Fourth Grandpa, who are these four people?"

Fourth Uncle Huo didn't know how to explain it, he pinched his brows helplessly.

"Actually, this is the fifth edition of the portrait. I haven't brought the previous four editions yet."

"If we bring them all here, I guess little Jingyu will be curious about who these ten people are."

Jiang Siquan didn't say anything, her attention was focused on the portraits in front of her.

Those who can be teachers in art academies and libraries will basically have no problems.

She also found that the overall composition and details of these portraits were well handled.

It seems that the problem most likely lies with the two witnesses.

Fourth Uncle Huo nodded, his face solemn.

"We have tried all the possible methods. If I really couldn't think of any other way, I wouldn't have come here with such a thick face today."

"Fourth Uncle, don't say that."

Painting a picture is no big deal for Jiang Si.

But there were some things she had to say first.

"Uncle, I can try, but I can't guarantee that it will work."

"Because it has been half a month since the incident, the eyewitness' memory may have been distorted."

Fourth Uncle Huo also understood this.