This is one of the wonderful uses of the mysterious level skill "Concealment Technique".

It is effective for warriors of the sixth rank and below, and the lower the cultivation level, the better the effect.

And it has a long-lasting effect and is a subconscious hidden influence.

Unless the practitioner of the technique no longer uses the concealment technique in front of the affected target, the original stereotype will be broken and a new image will be re-established.

It is a must-have for the sixth graders.

This is also the reason why Lin Pingan did not choose to upload "Hidden Art" immediately after creating it.

After all, relatively speaking, the effect is so practical that it would be bad if others learned it and ended up being cheated because of it.

The fewer creatures like Lao Liu there are, the better.

Lin Ping'an doesn't intend to be on guard against others pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

At least, the Xuan-level completed version will not be released at this stage, but it is still possible to weaken the simplified version that does not have such a strong effect.

Of course, when you are strong enough and not afraid of any conspiracy or intrigue, you may have different ideas.

On the other side, the law enforcement captain took a casual glance and gave a few instructions.

"Alright! Go home and don't run around anymore!"

"You're lucky this time, but it may not be the same next time!" "Tianyang City may be in turmoil recently! Be careful!"

In response, Lin Pingan nodded calmly and pretended to speak as if he remembered something.

"Although I don't remember the appearance of the person who did it, I saw the original appearance of the cultist who was killed. Do you want me to draw it in full?"

Hearing this, the law enforcement captain was overjoyed.

You know, the headless corpse was chopped into countless pieces, and it was impossible to find any identity characteristics.

The only head that was still intact had been completely transformed into a tiger's head, and its original appearance could not be recognized at all.

In addition, after investigation, all surveillance footage was destroyed, making the identity of the cultists even more of a mystery.

As for other witnesses, there were some.

But either you fall into a coma or you escape.

In a short period of time, it is impossible to find a suitable person to conduct identity identification.

At present, suddenly hearing these words is like timely help.

For a moment, the law enforcement captain's tone became much more enthusiastic.

"Really? If it's possible! That would be great! Xiao Zhou, come here."

"Take this little classmate over there to make a facial portrait. When you're done, remember to check the identity information of the cultist online and come back to report as soon as possible."

"It's best to finish this job before the president arrives."

Hearing this, Lin Pingan did not refute anything. He narrowed his eyes slightly and left.

One of the purposes of staying behind was to wait for the law enforcement team to come and take a statement.

In this way, not only did he completely eliminate suspicion, but he also avoided the law enforcement team from having to go to him specifically to question him, saving a lot of trouble.

The second idea is to use the power of the Martial Arts Association to obtain the identity information of the attacker.

After all, the appearance of cultists often means trouble.

And they came specifically for him.

Although the man had been killed, his purpose, identity, and reason for the attack were not yet clear.

For a qualified Lao Liu, intelligence is extremely important.

Since you don't have the ability to find it yourself, just let others find it and get a copy at the same time.

This is the best way to deal with it.

Thirdly, Lin Pingan also wanted to use this opportunity to gain more time for development.

This time, the sudden attack from the fourth-grade cultists also gave him a new sense of crisis.

This matter is much more troublesome than Zhou Qiang's uncle who is a third-grade warrior.

After all, the so-called third-rank uncle could be killed with ease by him now.

But cultists are different. There is considerable power behind these human traitors.

Over the years, they have been causing trouble in various cities in Daxia and have never been completely eradicated.

I heard that there are high-level cultists at the master or even grand master level inside, who are extremely dangerous and threatening.

This time it was a fourth-grade cultist who attacked, but next time, who knows what kind of strong man will come.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to actively provide help and information, and let the Martial Arts Association take the lead to fight against this wave of cultists.

A few minutes later.

Xiao Zhou from the law enforcement team took him to the car.

"Wait a minute! I'm going to look for the puzzle paper and pencil tools! Wait a minute..."

After saying this, he got into the car and kept searching.

A few more minutes passed.

"Huh? Where did it go? Where did it go? I remember bringing it with me! Why can't I find it?"

"I clearly had it with me, and I clearly remembered to put it on the seat before I left. How did it disappear?"

Hearing this, Lin Pingan, who had been keeping a calm expression, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

After just a few minutes of being together, he felt that this law enforcement member was more or less unreliable.

In short, the behavior is extremely off-line.

Could it be that... these people put all their energy into practicing martial arts... so... their brains have degenerated because they are not used very much?

I don’t know if it’s assimilation or some other reason.

At this moment, Lin Pingan suddenly had such an idea.

The next moment, I glanced and saw a drawing board, paper, pen and other tools on the passenger seat.

emmmm……

I turned my head and looked at the law enforcement officer Xiao Zhou who was busy back there...busy...busy and having a lot of fun.

At this moment, Lin Pingan's eyes were full of weirdness, and he had an inexplicable urge to complain.

Is there such a possibility?

When you came... you were sitting in the passenger seat...

He glanced at it twice but didn't really say the words.

In order to avoid even more bizarre situations, Lin Ping'an reached in through the window and took out the tools.

Without any reminder, he picked up the paintbrush and started painting the human face without any explanation.

He has had amazing comprehension since he was young, and with his increased strength recently, his muscle control is many times stronger than before. In just a moment, he has finished the painting.

Five minutes later.

"Okay! I'm done! This is him! There's basically no difference!"

Lin Pingan put the pen aside and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhou, a member of the law enforcement team who was still searching in the back seat, was stunned. After getting out of the back seat, he stared at the drawing board in amazement.

Then, a bunch of questions came out of his mouth.

"Where did you find it? You've finished drawing it? You've finished it already?"

"Oh my God! It's so beautiful! Have you ever studied painting?"

"Can you teach me? I feel like your painting skills are much better than mine!"

“…”

I have to say that sometimes, not only are people who are naturally stupid but also people who are talkative can also be evil.

What's more, the person in front of me is not only talkative, but also a bit naive.

By the way, why does a male warrior have these attributes? Don’t you think it’s weird?

At this moment, Lin Pingan fell into rare silence.

After more than ten seconds, he changed the subject in a stiff tone.

"Your captain has been waiting for so long, don't you want to take care of business first?"

After being reminded, law enforcement officer Xiao Zhou suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, yes! I almost forgot something important!"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to take a photo and forwarded it to the intelligence liaison at the Martial Arts Association headquarters.

Two minutes later, the phone rang.

Xiao Zhou looked around vigilantly as usual, but when his eyes fell on Lin Pingan.

I don't know why, but my subconscious mind suddenly relaxed a little.

He is just an ordinary high school student. It would be fine if he answered the phone in front of the other party, and there would be no problem.

At this moment, the mysterious skill "Concealment Technique" once again played a huge role and achieved another miraculous success.