Chapter 113: I didn't do it!
The moment she woke up, Fang Wenjun subconsciously moved her wrist.
After confirming that her wrist could still move, tears instantly streamed down her face.
Thank goodness, she can still move her hand.
"Teacher's wife..."
Before Jiang Si could even offer a few words of comfort, Fang Wenjun interrupted her.
"Xiao Jiang, did you bring your drawing tools?"
Jiang Si nodded.
Without even needing her to signal him, Huo Tingzhou immediately stood up and said, "I'll go get it from the car."
After he left, Jiang Si looked over with a puzzled expression.
Actually, while she was waiting outside, she glanced at the statement taken by the police officer.
According to eyewitnesses, the man drove his car into the teacher's wife from behind.
But how did the teacher's wife see that her injuries were so severe?
However, Fang Wenjun's next words shattered Jiang Si's understanding of evil.
He bumped into me twice.
"The first time I was hit, it was from the opposite direction."
"I was thrown more than two meters away, and my right arm hit the curb."
Driven by a strong instinct for survival, Fang Wenjun, after falling to the ground, struggled to crawl to a narrow alleyway nearby.
“His car couldn’t get in, and when he saw that I could still move, he got out of his car, grabbed me, and threw me into the middle of the road.”
"The second time he tried to run me over, but if someone in the alley hadn't heard the noise and run out, I would have died there today."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Si couldn't help but frown.
This is no longer just assault, it's attempted murder!
At this moment, Huo Tingzhou returned.
Jiang Si immediately set up her easel, but when she saw her handbag, she instantly changed her mind.
Jiang Si didn't rush to draw, but instead took out the facial feature template she had drawn earlier.
"Madam, take a look at his hairstyle."
In this era, there were only a few types of hairstyles for gay men. When this man hit Fang Wenjun, he probably never intended to save her life.
So he didn't take many protective measures, only wearing a sanitary mask.
What he didn't know was that extreme fear can actually stimulate a person's memory.
So much so that Fang Wenjun only needed to make eye contact with the other person once to memorize the upper half of their face.
This is why Huo Tingzhou was able to describe the details of Yan Sanye's facial features so clearly after undergoing hypnosis surgery.
"It's this one, but his bangs are a little longer than this one."
Jiang Si nodded and noted down this detail.
Next up are the eyebrows and eyes.
Because Jiang Si drew a wide variety of facial features, Fang Wenjun found a similar shape in less than a few minutes.
Jiang Si put all her facial features together, and then covered the lower half of her face with a piece of white paper.
The moment Fang Wenjun saw the portrait, before she could even speak, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
After calming down, she said, "That person's eyes were a bit narrower than this one, there were a few wrinkles under his eyes, and he smelled of engine oil. He was probably around 1.75 meters tall..."
Half an hour later, Jiang Si handed over the revised portrait.
This time, besides trembling, Fang Wenjun's eyes showed an even stronger determination.
"That's him! He looks at least 80% like the person I saw before."
Jiang Si stayed at the hospital until after 5 p.m., and only left with Huo Tingzhou after her teacher's wife's family arrived.
On their way back, the two made a detour to the police station and delivered the confirmed sketch of the suspect.
When Tao Ming and the others saw the portrait, they immediately showed an excited expression.
Fortunately, things are progressing smoothly on their end as well.
Although the suspects cleverly removed the license plates, it didn't stop them.
This was mainly because the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau established a Military Control Commission after February of 1967.
After that, they officially took over the registration, annual inspection, and accident handling of all vehicles in Beijing.
Therefore, after Tao Ming and his team returned to headquarters, they immediately retrieved the information on all registered official vehicles in the city.
Currently, there are a total of 22,000 official vehicles in the city.
Leaving aside trucks, buses, jeeps, Hongqi, Volga and other old vehicles.
There are fewer than 800 vehicles in Beijing that match the Shanghai license plate SH760 driven by the suspect.
Then remove the colors dark gray, off-white, and olive green.
The final scope was narrowed down to more than 300 vehicles.
Now that we have a sketch of the suspect, the police officer said, "We should be able to catch this person in three days at most!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Si secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The next morning, Jiang Si took a big bone soup mixed with spiritual spring water and went to the hospital early.
After a night's rest, Fang Wenjun's face finally regained some color.
After consulting with the doctor and confirming that she could eat now,
Jiang Si fed her a small bowl of bone broth and also mentioned the progress made by the police.
As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Si thought it was Chairman Zhou and his group, but the door opened unexpectedly.
The person standing outside the door was none other than Qiu Yashu.
Upon seeing Qiu Yashu, both Jiang Si and Fang Wenjun wore expressions of shock and confusion.
Finally, it was Jiang Si who spoke up, "What are you doing here?"
"I...I heard that Vice President Fang was injured, so I came to see her."
"I heard it? Who told you that!"
"Do you think that because I'm injured, you'll have a chance?"
"I'm telling you, you're dreaming!"
Having learned from the previous experience of delivering cotton shoes, and having narrowly escaped death yesterday...
Even though Fang Wenjun had a good temper, her words at this moment couldn't help but carry a hint of resentment.
If she weren't worried about interfering with the police investigation, she would want to confront Qiu Yashu right now.
Jiang Si's tone wasn't very friendly either, "You can leave now, but don't come back again."
Qiu Yashu was silent for a moment, then she looked at Fang Wenjun.
"I know you won't believe me no matter what I say now, but I didn't do it!"
"I only found out about your hospitalization when I went to your house early this morning."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, as if she had suddenly found peace.
"I hate you, but I never wanted you to die."
"You hate me?" Fang Wenjun looked at him with disbelief.
Yes, I hate you!
"Do you know that ever since I started learning to draw from you, I've spent all my time on it? I can't do anything else!"
"I genuinely love drawing, but you all keep pressuring me! You don't even give me a moment to breathe."
"I'm clearly improving, but you all think it's never good enough, and you always think I can draw better!"
"But I'm just an ordinary kid! No matter how hard I try, I can't meet your expectations."
"My skill level is what it is, I simply... cannot get into art school."
Fang Wenjun's eyes widened. "Didn't you say... you didn't pass the exam because you injured your hand?"
"That's a lie! My hand has never been injured at all."
"If I didn't say that, you would be disappointed in me, wouldn't you?"
"And my parents, they'll just poke my head and call me stupid, useless, and a waste of their hard work and expectations."
Fang Wenjun couldn't understand, "Since you don't like painting, why bother..."
"Because I had no other choice!"
Qiu Yashu twitched the corner of her mouth. "Not every university is like the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Our school doesn't teach professional courses at all now."
"During my years at Ximei University, I was either taking labor practice classes in rural areas or working in factories for free. Even after graduation, they didn't provide me with job placement."
"If I don't seize this opportunity, I'll end up like those junior and senior high school graduates, being sent to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth."
"Then what about all the painting I've studied for over ten years?"
Since things have come to this point, Qiu Yashu has nothing to hide.
“I was a little resentful, so I told them that I was your apprentice.”
"I was also behind the cotton shoes incident, including deliberately spreading news about Comrade Jiang."
“I did all of this, I admit it! But I never intended to kill you.”
She originally wanted to say that she was actually following behind when you were about to fall down the stairs that day.
Jiang Si wasn't the only one who reached out to grab you.
She reached out too, but Jiang Si was a step ahead of her.
It's a pity that saying all this now is useless, and it's also her own fault.
Once someone starts egging her on, saying how rare this opportunity is, her mind goes out of control.
After a while, Qiu Yashu put the apples she was carrying on the ground.
"Please be careful..."
Before she could even finish speaking, she was forcefully shoved away—
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