Chapter 109 Portrait, Strange Cycle
Unlike Liu Xie, the captain of the Third Brigade who looks intimidating, Wang Yu appears to be extremely low-key and humble within the police department. He doesn't talk much and has a gentle personality.
Not only does he have outstanding work ability and is both civil and military, but he is also taciturn, does not compete for fame and fortune, is emotionally stable, and has someone protecting him behind the scenes.
It can be said that Wang Yu possesses almost all the qualities that make him popular.
In the police department, Wang Yu maintained harmonious relationships with almost everyone.
Even someone like Gou Xin who was dissatisfied with Liu Xie could have a friendly conversation with Wang Yu when they met him on weekdays.
Wang Yu always responds to everyone with his neither humble nor arrogant attitude. Although he is not enthusiastic, it is difficult for him to be annoying, and he has an inexplicably trustworthy temperament.
"Wang Yu, can you draw a portrait for me?" Liu Yang walked into the painting room with a hint of expectation in his voice.
When working on weekdays, Wang Yu would carefully draw portraits of criminal suspects based on confessions and descriptions. In his spare time, he would also draw sketches for the members of the investigation department.
Because he painted very well and vividly, basically most of the members of the police department came to him for help, hoping to have a portrait of themselves.
If it were someone else, they might find it troublesome. After all, drawing a portrait is not only time-consuming but also energy-intensive.
But Wang Yu never refused. He accepted every request and every time he picked up the paintbrush, he devoted himself to it, painted with all his heart and never did it perfunctorily.
This also made every team member who came to him for portrait painting very grateful and satisfied, so more team members came to Wang Yu for portrait painting, and some team members even came to him for portrait painting more than once.
For example, Liu Yang, a member of the first team, came to Wang Yu's portrait for the third time.
"Okay." Wang Yu nodded to Liu Yang.
Although there was no smile on Wang Yu's face, his words were extremely brief, with only one word in response.
Although there was no smile on his face and his words were concise, just one word, when his fingers lightly grasped the paintbrush, the focused movement revealed a sincere enthusiasm that went beyond his smile.
And as he put pen to paper, the emotions conveyed by each line he drew were more heartwarming than any words could convey. It was a kind of intimacy that needed no words but was incredibly profound.
At least, that’s what Liu Yang thought. In his heart, Wang Yu was not just an artist in the police department, but also a “close friend + colleague”.
This view is not unique. Many people in the police department who have asked Wang Yu to draw their portraits more than once have also quietly placed him in the softest place in their hearts.
"It's so realistic. I can't tell why, but I always feel that your paintings are closer to the real me than any photo. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I feel that the person in the mirror doesn't look like me, but the person in your painting is what I really look like. Your skills are really amazing!"
Liu Yang took the portrait, rolled it up gently, and kept exclaiming in admiration.
He continued excitedly: "I must frame this painting and hang it above my bed so I can see it every day."
Although it seems to be just a portrait, for some reason, every time Liu Yang receives a portrait painted by Wang Yu, he feels so moved that he wants to cry.
It seems that this painting is priceless and contains profound meaning that cannot be measured by money. For Wang Yu, it carries extraordinary emotions and values.
Liu Yang was not aware that many people in the Jisi had similar feelings as him, and they all expressed their sincere gratitude to Wang Yu.
Wang Yu put down his paintbrush and did not show much emotion in response to Liu Yang's praise.
His eyes were a little empty as he stared quietly at Liu Yang's face which was smiling with excitement, but in his mind, another "dead face" that was shriveled and had lost its vitality emerged uncontrollably.
Wang Yu gently withdrew his gaze. He knew in his heart that his painting skills were not at the level of superb craftsmanship.
They thought the portraits so vivid and lifelike simply because he had incorporated a trace of reality into them.
This is just like how some girls would retouch themselves in photos, making their facial features look more delicate and their skin tone more delicate and smooth.
However, Wang Yu's "modification" took a different approach. He made the faces of the characters in the portraits look a little rough, their facial features a little shriveled, and their eyes revealed a hint of deadness.
The change is just subtle enough not to shock or discomfort, but enough to allow them to catch a glimpse of their true self in the painting, an inadvertent glimpse of their true self.
It is this subtle touch that makes them feel that Wang Yu's paintings have an unusual appeal, as if they can see a more vivid version of themselves through the canvas.
"To show my gratitude, I must treat you to a meal today." Liu Yang invited enthusiastically, "There's a nice new restaurant nearby, let's go and try it together."
Wang Yu shook his head and refused. He never went out to eat with his colleagues. He was accustomed to seeing these real but lifeless faces, but he couldn't eat the exquisite but rotten food outside.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Liu Yang's face. He sincerely wanted to express his gratitude, but he always seemed to unable to find the right opportunity.
Wang Yu's voice broke the silence, and he asked calmly: "Can you help me find someone?"
In the law enforcement department, every team member will train some spies outside. This is not only a job requirement, but also the capital for them to make merit and get promoted.
Although the identity of a spy is not as strictly confidential as that of a secret undercover agent, it is not easily revealed to the outside world, unless... the relationship with the other party is special.
Liu Yang didn't even ask who Wang Yu was looking for, but nodded and agreed without hesitation.
After all, this was the first time Wang Yu asked him for help as a close friend, so how could he refuse? "Tell me, who do you need me to help you find?" Liu Yang asked directly.
Wang Yu took out a wanted list of [Black Face] from the drawer next to him and handed it to Liu Yang.
This was one of the wanted posters he had copied out. He had distributed most of them, and Liu Yang was just one of the many recipients.
To put it bluntly, although Liu Xie can lead the third battalion, he cannot command the other two teams.
However, relying on the connections and personal connections that Wang Yu had accumulated, he was able to mobilize most of the human resources of the police department within a day.
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Liu Yang glanced at the wanted list and immediately understood its meaning.
This was the task taken over by the Third Battalion. He immediately understood that Wang Yu was helping Captain Liu Xie find the target.
Captain Liu Xie of the Third Brigade and Wang Yu are senior and junior sisters from the same martial arts school. This is no secret in the police department.
Although the Third Battalion was established the latest, it is undoubtedly the best in terms of combat effectiveness, and no one in the police department dares to question it.
But when it comes to the distribution of spies and tracking capabilities, we have to mention the First and Second Battalions, which were established earlier and have a deeper foundation.
"Okay, I'll let you know as soon as I have any news." Liu Yang agreed readily and made up his mind to mobilize his spies to search for [Black Face] in the city.
Wang Yu showed a rare faint smile on his face and said, "Keep it a secret!"
Liu Yang grinned back with a more sincere smile: "Don't worry, I will tell you in private when I find the person, and I promise not to leak any information."
Liu Yang did not have too many suspicions. He thought that the reason why Wang Yu was so cautious was because he was thinking about Captain Liu Xie and was worried that once the news was leaked, the credit might be taken away by others.
As a veteran member of the police department, he has seen all kinds of dirty intrigues over the years. He knows exactly how to help people and how to do things, and he can ensure that no mistakes will be made.
Liu Yang left with a smile. After a while, another member of the Second Brigade walked into the drawing room.
"Wang Yu, can you draw a portrait for me?"
"good!"
"This painting is so lifelike and full of charm. I plan to frame it carefully and hang it above my bed to keep me company every night."
"No problem, who do you need me to help you find?"
"It's a secret."
"You can rest assured that I will ensure that the news does not leak out."
The same scenes are played over and over again like a carefully edited videotape.
One after another, "Liu Yang" stepped into the portrait room. Each of them came with full of expectations, and after appreciating Wang Yu's ingenious paintings, they left carefully taking the portraits with full satisfaction and cherishment.
In the portrait studio, Wang Yu's brush danced busily, recording the appearance of every visitor. The portrait of [Black Face] in the drawer gradually became empty as time passed...
(End of this chapter)
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