Fair-skinned, beautiful, and exceptionally strong Gu Nini woke up to find herself transmigrated into a book.
In the original story, the scumbag father, Gu Baoguo, was the eldest son of the Gu...
"When we got closer, I suggested that Liu Bufan secretly follow behind me, just in case."
"I went straight to conference room T3. As soon as I opened the door and went in, Comrade Zhang Rui immediately closed it and stood guard at the door. She said a lot of disgusting nonsense, like how she had liked me for so long, so why should I marry someone else? She was indignant and even said that I could only marry her... Naturally, I didn't give her a good look. When I said I was leaving again, she suddenly took out two bottles of water and wanted me to drink them. I refused again, and she started taking off her clothes and shouting..."
Fu Yichen recounted everything in detail, even mentioning how Wang Hui and Zhang Siqi, without any investigation, immediately concluded that he had assaulted Zhang Rui.
As the director of the supervisory committee, Fan Huachun was naturally capable; he could tell whether someone was lying.
He had been carefully observing Fu Yichen, and he was absolutely certain that Fu Yichen was not lying; in other words, what he said was true.
Of course, he was not surprised at all by this result.
After all, he knew Fu Yichen all too well.
Thinking of this, he nodded and asked, "Commander Fu, do you have anything to add? For example, do you remember the comrade who relayed the message to you?"
Fu Yichen nodded and said, "I remember it perfectly. Here, I'll draw it for you directly."
"Ah? You can draw that too?" Fan Huachun's face lit up with joy.
If that's the case, then it's much simpler.
Fu Yichen nodded and said, "Well, if I just randomly try to figure it out, I should be able to get it to be about 50-60% similar."
Fan Huachun winked at Wang Yong, who immediately understood and handed Fu Yichen paper and pen.
Fu Yichen didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked up a pen to start sketching.
Fan Huachun and Wang Yong watched Fu Yichen busily working, and as they watched, their expressions suddenly turned serious.
Because Fu Yichen's drawing is too good.
even.
Before Fu Yichen had even finished drawing, Wang Yong suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this Liu Sanchun, the reserve member of the cultural troupe?"
Fan Huachun quickly asked, "Do you know him?"
Wang Yong nodded and said, "Yes, I recognize him because he was involved in gambling before and was punished, so I remember him very clearly, it's definitely him!"
As Wang Yong finished speaking, Fu Yichen also finished drawing.
He handed the portrait to Fan Huachun and said, "This is the person. As for whether his name is Liu Sanchun, you'll have to investigate that."
"By the way, when I was talking to him, quite a few people passed by us. I remember it very clearly, including Company Commander Qian Jun and Platoon Leader Che Xiong from the Fifth Regiment. You can find them and ask them if they heard my conversation with this person."
"In addition, when I met Liu Bufan, Li Junhao and Wang Qing from the Third Regiment also passed by us one after the other. I nodded to them at the time. You can also find them and ask them."
Upon hearing Fu Yichen's words, Fan Huachun couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhang Rui.
With your abilities, you still want to frame Fu Yichen?
Are you trying to frame him?
You're dreaming.
You'll be punished soon!
Thinking of this.