Chapter 313 Portrait of the Murderer
A few seconds was too short, so short that Lin Siqiao didn't even have the chance to carefully observe the other person's facial features.
Fortunately, she captured a key piece of information, the man's posture and eyes - Lin Siqiao recognized him.
When they were on the viaduct, he was sitting in the passenger seat with a veil covering his face. Lin Siqiao couldn't see his facial features on the bus at that time, but this time it was different.
After closing his eyes and thinking quietly for a few seconds, Lin Siqiao took out a pencil for outlining from his bag.
She can draw, but she is good at realistic oil paintings. She will occasionally doodle some cartoon characters.
Lin Siqiao rarely engages in this kind of sketch-like portrait painting, and she is not sure to what extent the portrait can be drawn.
"Shao Bin, what's new?"
Upon hearing the noise, Ambassador Liao hurried upstairs. Because he was too excited, he accidentally tripped over the stairs and scraped his knee.
Shao Bin made a quiet gesture and gently closed the door.
By the time he had explained the situation to Ambassador Liao, the rustling sound of painting inside stopped.
Lin Siqiao is not satisfied with the current presentation.
I always feel that some facial features don't capture the essence.
Lin Siqiao said as he handed the painted portrait to Ambassador Liao.
"The time was too short, so I could only draw a rough outline. The distance from where he was standing to the wall behind him was about this height."
"I think his height is at least between 188 and 192 centimeters."
Ambassador Liao looked at the portrait again and again. With this, it would be much easier for the police to investigate the case.
The most important thing is that since they can show up today, it means they have not left London yet.
The Xie family has a phone call, and he has to notify Fang immediately.
Just as Ambassador Liao was about to go downstairs, he heard Lin Siqiao ask him to wait a moment.
Now that he had said it, Lin Siqiao didn't hide anything and told out all his previous guesses in one breath.
"The suspects are afraid of light. I think even if they want to retreat, they will most likely do so at night."
"And I saw the news reports earlier, and those SUVs also showed up."
"So now they either have to buy a few new cars or leave here in another way."
Having said this, Lin Siqiao paused, and Ambassador Liao did not interrupt her thoughts and let her continue.
"The security at the airport is quite strict. They probably won't leave through here since the incident is so serious."
"Except for the land route, I think they are likely to leave by boat."
The country has developed maritime transportation, with many ports and countless ships traveling back and forth between countries every day. In addition, there are local "snakeheads" engaged in smuggling business.
It was not difficult for these people to get on board.
Of course, it is not ruled out that they changed to other cars. If they did, they would probably give priority to modified high-horsepower vehicles.
When the time comes, just ask Fang’s people to pay more attention when investigating.
After hearing this, Ambassador Liao didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings.
However, Lin Siqiao had not finished speaking.
"But I think they may not leave in the short term."
Lin Siqiao couldn’t tell why. It might be a woman’s intuition, or it might be the expression on the man’s face when he left.
Lin Siqiao could see that the other party was unwilling to give in.
Otherwise they wouldn't have taken the risk to come here today.
This also indirectly shows that they did not get what they wanted.
Whether it is or not, you will know after testing it.
After some discussion, Ambassador Liao informed the police station of the situation, and soon a police car came roaring over, followed by a box truck.
The truck drove directly into the Xie family's yard. Once the gate was closed, there were police guarding all around. The residents nearby didn't know what was going on.
The police didn't leave until evening.
At the same time, a rumor spread that something seemed to be buried in the yard of the Xie family mansion.
In just one night, somehow the news spread that there was a large amount of treasure buried in the Xie family's yard, and each treasure was priceless!
The news spread so miraculously that it attracted local media reporters to come and report.
The murder of a whole family was an excellent gimmick in itself, and coupled with such a bizarre event as the treasure, the newspaper was sold out immediately after it was printed.
Within two days, the news of the treasure spread throughout London.
Lin Siqiao had no idea what was happening outside.
After returning yesterday, Ambassador Liao specifically told her to try not to go out until everything was settled.
Lin Siqiao knew that Ambassador Liao wanted to protect her, so she naturally had no objection.
However, there was only one day of rest before two people from the police department were sent over.
Ambassador Liao introduced them to each other. One of them was Mr. Smith, a well-known local detective, and the other was Mr. Henry, a criminal profiler of the police station.
In this era, the profession of profiler has just emerged, and Ambassador Liao only learned about the existence of such a special profession when he went to the police department early this morning to listen to the case progress report.
It is said that profilers can infer the psychological characteristics of a suspect through case files or by visiting the crime scene.
On this basis, predictions can also be made about their age, appearance, occupation, personality, etc.
Of course, now that we have Lin Siqiao as an eyewitness, all of this is no longer necessary.
But now they encountered a thorny problem.
It’s not that Lin Siqiao’s drawing is bad, but... the murderer has a standard ordinary face.
High nose bridge, big eyes, including eyebrow shape and facial contour, these combined together, at first glance, are everywhere on the street.
Lin Siqiao understood what they meant. She had also experienced the same confusion when she traveled to countries like India and South Africa before.
It feels like everyone on the street looks the same.
So when Lin Siqiao finished drawing the portrait of the murderer that day, he also noticed this problem.
It's true that the murderer has an ordinary face, but the reason is that she didn't draw him vividly enough and didn't grasp many subtle details well.
When Lin Siqiao heard Henry introduce himself and say that he graduated from the Royal College of Art with a degree in painting, he immediately understood why he came.
The two went to the conference room on the fifth floor, which was relatively quiet.
Before coming, Henry had already copied the portrait painted by Lin Siqiao.
He will make appropriate changes to the painting he is copying later.
It has been two days since the incident, and the remaining memory in my mind has become very faint.
Lin Siqiao took a deep breath and closed her eyes. This was the only way she could improve her concentration.
Mr. Henry also has rich experience in this area. Unlike the monochrome pencils used by Lin Siqiao, this time he brought professional drawing tools.
When Lin Siqiao had almost finished adjusting, he began to ask questions, from the hair color to the curvature of the hair, the two of them began to work out the details bit by bit.
All I can say is that professional matters should be left to professionals.
Henry spent more than an hour just on the nasal bone structure.
Throughout the whole process, Lin Siqiao was only responsible for answering and describing, and the two of them cooperated very well.
Finally, Lin Siqiao added some information about the time, the position where the other party was standing, and the brightness of the light and shadow from her perspective.
In this way, after polishing it carefully for more than three hours, the two went downstairs together.
He met the anxious gazes of Ambassador Liao and Inspector Smith.
Lin Siqiao said, "There shouldn't be any problem this time."
She looked at Henry's paintings.
It was much more detailed than the one she had drawn before, and was almost identical to the person in her memory.
Two more days passed peacefully, and the entire delegation's journey was coming to an end.
Early that morning, news came from the police department that the other party could no longer hold back and took action.
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