When Song Jingchuan took the portrait, his pupils seemed to shatter instantly.
The air in the room was eerily quiet.
Cheng Chunqiu sensed that something was off and cautiously asked, "Um... Dr. Song, is there a problem with the portrait?"
Cheng Chun-kui's voice pulled Song Jing-chuan back to reality.
Song Jingchuan pressed his temple and asked, "Are you sure it's this person? Does the drawing look like him? How similar are they?"
As soon as Song Jingchuan asked the question, the sketch artist's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Song Jingchuan's words were tantamount to questioning his professional skills!
He pursed his lips slightly as he looked at Cheng Chun Kui.
Cheng Chun-kui said, "It looks so much like it, exactly the same. This gentleman's painting skills are amazing. I never expected that his painting would look like a photograph."
The painter's expression softened a bit, and he said, "Young lady, you flatter me. This is my profession. If my painting doesn't look right, then it's my fault."
Cheng Chun-kui said, "Dr. Song, with this portrait, will we be able to catch this person?"
Song Jingchuan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, we can arrest this person now..."
The artist said, "Take this painting to the police station, and our people will take the portrait to various police stations for identification. I believe we will catch him soon."
Cheng Chunqiu asked in surprise, "Can we catch him just by having the police officers at the local station identify him?"
The artist said, "Our requirement for the local police officers is that they must be able to recognize every household and every individual in their jurisdiction."
Understanding the family circumstances of each household is a requirement of their work.
So, just by looking at the portrait, they can tell if someone lives in their jurisdiction.
Cheng Chun-kui said, "That's great! We'll catch him soon!"
She looked at Song Jingchuan, and to her surprise, Song Jingchuan remained silent.
She looked inquisitively at the slightly stiff expression on Song Jingchuan's face.
She asked, "Dr. Song, you don't know this person, do you?"
Song Jingchuan frowned and said, "I know someone who looks a lot like the person in this portrait. But he shouldn't be a spy..."
"But don't worry, whether it's him or not, I'll investigate him! If it's not him, then there's someone else who looks a lot like him."
Cheng Chun-kui asked, "Dr. Song, who is that person you're talking about? Where does he live? What does he do for a living?"
Song Jingchuan said, "I've only met him a few times, and I don't know what he does for a living or where he works."
"But I can find this person. I'll investigate first, and if he's a suspect, I'll have the police arrest him!"
Cheng Chun Kui nodded, her gaze remaining fixed on Song Jing Chuan's face, but she didn't say anything more.
Song Jingchuan never looked at her; instead, he kept staring at the portrait.
Song Jingchuan paused for a moment, put the portrait into his bag, and then invited the painter to eat. There were still some kebabs and fried chicken frames left, and such delicious food shouldn't be wasted.
"Hibiscus! Time to collect the money!"
The sound of an older woman calling Cheng Chun Kui came from the courtyard; a guest had finished their meal and wanted to pay the bill.
Cheng Chunkui hurriedly ran out to collect the money.
It's getting late, and most of the customers who came to the bar for drinks and skewers have finished eating and are paying their bills one after another.
Cheng Chunkui was busy collecting money in the yard.
Song Jingchuan and the painter finished all the delicious food on the table, and they also finished their wine.
Song Jingchuan left with the painter, intending to take him home.
He greeted Cheng Chun Kui in the courtyard and then left with the painter.
Cheng Chun Kui escorted him all the way to the gate of the courtyard. As she watched Song Jing Chuan's car disappear at the end of the road, her smile slowly faded.
Her brow furrowed; there was definitely something wrong with Song Jingchuan!
She was certain that Song Jingchuan and the person in the portrait had met more than just a few times!
Song Jingchuan must have lied to her about this!
Ever since she came up with this plan, she was confident of victory, but at this moment, an unexpected thing happened with Song Jingchuan.
Her heart pounded with a panic she had never felt before...
What exactly is the relationship between this person and Song Jingchuan?
Will Song Jingchuan sacrifice Cheng Xiao Kui because of this person?
Based on her understanding of Song Jingchuan, he treated Cheng Xiao Kui very well, and there was a high probability that he wouldn't abandon her to her fate...
She kept comforting herself.
The most terrifying thing is not despair, but being given hope and then thrown into the deepest abyss. That kind of despairing pain is unbearable for her!
Because once Song Jingchuan shows the portrait to that person and tells him it's a portrait she made for Tian, that person will know she betrayed him and the organization.
Even if Cheng Xiao Kui spares her, her organization will never let her go; she will be killed by members of the organization to silence her...
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and even her spine felt a chill.
She didn't know where Song Jingchuan would take the portrait, or whether he would show it to that person.
But is the person Song Jingchuan knows actually the one she meets with every day?
She had never felt before that her life was like a flickering candle in the wind, not knowing when it would be extinguished by the storm...
Did she make a mistake by making this move?
She pressed her hand to her forehead, her head throbbing with a buzzing pain. Her heart was racing and in disarray; the nerves in her brain seemed to be tangled up, and she couldn't think of a single correct thought.
The voice of her aunt and grandma came from behind her.
"Chun Kui, we've tidied up the yard and moved all the tables and chairs inside. We're going home!"
"Chun Kui, what's wrong? Can you hear me?!"
Seeing that Cheng Chunqiu was acting strangely, the aunties and older women reached out and nudged her.
Cheng Chun Kui was brought back to her senses by the voices of the older women.
She quickly turned around, forcing a smile, and said, "I'm fine. I just remembered my second sister. I wonder how she is now."
Mentioning Cheng Xiao Kui, the aunties and grandmas sighed with regret, all worried about Cheng Xiao Kui's condition.
The aunties and older women took turns offering words of advice to Cheng Chun Kui.
Good fortune will always favor the virtuous!
Good people will always be rewarded!
"We'll definitely be able to find out! I heard that Dr. Song and Comrade Si are very capable in the military."
Cheng Chun Kui nodded and said, "I know, I should be more optimistic, they will definitely help Xiao Kui."
"Aunties, you should all go home and rest. You must be exhausted after a long night."
The aunties and grandmas waved to Cheng Chunqiu, and everyone went home while chatting.
Cheng Chunkui walked into the courtyard and closed the gate.
Her back was against the large iron gate. In the quiet courtyard, she could even hear her own heart pounding wildly.
She stomped her foot in anger. She never expected that Song Jingchuan would actually know that person!
Who exactly is that person? What is their relationship with Song Jingchuan?
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