Help? What kind of help?
Upon hearing this, everyone looked over in surprise.
On the contrary, Jiang Si, the person involved, did not have much of a reaction.
Recently, she has been staying indoors and her only connection with the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau is that portrait.
Sure enough, as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Uncle Huo took out a portrait from his bag.
Jing Qian and Jing Yu were stunned when they saw the person in the portrait.
"Hey, isn't that the bad guy who came to our house the other day?!"
Yang Meina was also a little surprised. Was this a drawing?
When Uncle Huo took it out just now, she initially thought it was a photograph!
Guan Xue remained calm: "Third Sister-in-law, did you draw this?"
Before Jiang Si could speak, Huo's mother smiled with pride.
"It was Sisi who drew it. We were all there when she drew it that day."
"I'm not bragging, but Sisi's painting skills are in no way inferior to those of teachers at the art academy."
Huo's fourth uncle largely agreed with Huo's mother's point of view.
In fact, before Yan Laosan was caught, everyone, including himself, thought that the portrait they had obtained would at most be 50% to 60% similar to the suspect.
Because of several major cases before this, they had also borrowed many painting teachers from art academies and cultural centers.
However, the final result was quite different from what the witnesses saw of the suspect.
So everyone didn't have high hopes this time, until they saw Master Yan in person.
It's no exaggeration to say that everyone in the police station was stunned at the time.
Thinking of this, Uncle Huo made his request.
Five years ago, a series of murders occurred in Beijing, and the victims were all young women between the ages of 16 and 20.
"In less than a year, this man murdered and abused nine victims."
"Back then, almost the entire Beijing Public Security Bureau was mobilized to arrest this person."
"But this person has a strong sense of counter-surveillance, and he always chooses to commit murders in the early morning or evening."
"Because no witnesses could be found, the case has been stuck here."
"He did not commit any more crimes in the four years that followed."
"It wasn't until about two weeks ago that we received a call from a nearby high school, which confirmed that the serial killer had struck again."
"After extensive interviews, we found two witnesses in two residential buildings near the school."
"And it has been confirmed that both of them saw the suspect's face."
Hearing this, Jiang Si couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, now that we've seen the face, it shouldn't be difficult to draw a portrait of the suspect by borrowing a few professional painting teachers from the art academy, right?
That's what Jiang Si thought, and that's why she asked the question.
Uncle Huo also thought it wouldn't be difficult, but the reality was not what they expected.
"You'll understand once you see this."
As he spoke, Uncle Huo took out four more portraits from his bag.
"These two paintings were done by a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts."
"These two paintings were drawn by a teacher from the cultural center."
Everyone was incredibly curious upon hearing this, and they all craned their necks to look.
They could tell that, let alone anyone else.
Even six-year-old Jingyu frowned and asked Uncle Huo a question.
"Fourth Grandfather, who are these four people?"
Uncle Huo didn't know how to explain it either, so he pinched his brow and said helplessly.
"Actually, this is the fifth version of the portrait. I haven't brought the previous four versions with me."
"If we bring them all, Xiao Jingyu will probably be curious about who these twenty people are."
Jiang Si remained silent throughout, her attention focused entirely on the portraits in front of her.
Those who can teach at art academies and cultural centers certainly have no problem with their basic skills.
Moreover, she found that the overall composition and details of these portraits were handled very well.
So it seems the problem likely lies with those two witnesses.
Uncle Huo nodded, his face solemn.
"We've tried every possible method. If we hadn't really been unable to think of any other way, I wouldn't have come here today."
"Fourth Uncle, please don't say that."
It's just drawing a picture; it's no big deal for Jiang Si.
However, there are some things she needs to say upfront.
"Fourth Uncle, I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee it will work."
"Because half a month has passed since the incident, the witnesses' memories may have become inaccurate."
Uncle Huo understood this as well.
"Just focus on drawing. No matter what the final result is, just do your best."
"Take another look, is there anything else we need to prepare in advance?"
There really is such a person as Jiang Si.
"I need a professional set of drawing tools, including a full set of pencils and a set of colored pencils."
"I also need charcoal sticks, cigarette ash, rubbing tools, rosin, alcohol, a desk lamp, and a magnifying glass. That's about it."
Uncle Huo was puzzled, but he nodded nonetheless. "Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow morning."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Huo said, "No need, I'll have Guard Chen take her there tomorrow."
After thinking about it, Uncle Huo agreed. Guard Chen was very skilled, and everyone felt more at ease with him around.
The next morning, Jiang Si went to the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau early.
Shortly after, two witnesses arrived.
At Jiang Si's request, they were taken to different rooms.
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