Chapter 380 The more I draw, the stranger it gets
Public Security University.
Shi Tingyu is preparing lessons in the office. She has two classes to attend in the afternoon.
There is a knock on the office door, and Shi Tingyu calls out, "Come in. "
Han Wei appears in the office.
"Professor Shi, someone just asked you to go to the president's office."
Shi Tingyu stopped writing and asked in surprise, "Did they say what it is?"
Han Wei scratched his head. He seemed to have heard the other party say, "It seems that there is progress in the burglary case."
Han Wei has a solid foundation in painting and has learned some from Shi Tingyu, so his grades are very good. He has been promoted to class monitor this semester.
When Shi Tingyu heard that it was about a case, he packed up his lesson plan and went to the principal's office.
Han Wei also left.
He was stunned when he heard that the gallery was robbed, and he didn't know which idiot committed the crime.
Sure enough, it has only been a short time, and there is news.
When Shi Tingyu arrived at the office, a police officer in uniform was sitting in the principal's office. If you didn't look carefully, you would think he was a student.
The police officer's surname is Chen, and he came here specifically to ask Shi Tingyu to go to the police station for help.
When he heard that he was going to help, Shi Tingyu asked subconsciously: "Do you need a portrait?"
Chen Gongan said: "Yes, there is someone behind this theft." Shi
Tingyu thought about it and agreed, but he still had two classes to go, so he suggested: "Principal, Chen Gongan, I have two classes in the afternoon, how about I take the students to the police station as a practical class?" Principal
An naturally had no objection, and Chen Gongan naturally had no objection either, because these were all his juniors.
So Principal An arranged several tractors to take the students, Chen Gongan and Shi Tingyu to the police station.
On the way from the school to the police station, Shi Tingyu and others were surrounded by passers-by.
Because the students of the Public Security University all wear uniforms, although there are slight differences between the student uniforms and the real public security uniforms, the crowd can't tell at a glance.
Seeing the two police officers with tractors, the crowd cast curious eyes at them.
From time to time, they talked a few words, wondering if there was any major criminal case or armed fight nearby, otherwise why so many police officers were dispatched.
Shi Tingyu's mind was not outside, but the classmates in the class straightened their chests after receiving so many eyes. At
this moment, they had a strong sense of belonging and pride in the profession of police.
When going to school, it was only Chen the police officer, and when coming back, he brought two tractor students.
The police in the police station were almost squeezed to the point that there was no place to stand.
When Xu Li and others were brought out, they were frightened by the people in front of them. The three of them had pale lips and cold sweats.
Since knowing that they might be sentenced, the mental outlook of Xu Li and others has been much worse than before, and each of them is as listless as a bereaved parent.
Suddenly seeing so many "police officers" in uniform, they were so scared that only two and a half souls were left.
They thought they might be shot.
Otherwise, why would so many police officers appear?
Shi Tingyu divided the students into three groups, surrounded Xu Li and the other two in a fan shape, and then took out the painting tools. At
this moment, Xu Li and the other three were confused.
What was going on?
Was he going to paint a portrait of them before he died? It was not
until Shi Tingyu sat in front of him that Xu Li realized that there was a hint of familiarity in the beautiful face of this woman.
He glanced at her secretly.
Shi Tingyu glanced over with a cold gaze, and Xu Li suddenly remembered who this was.
Wasn't this the Shi Tingyu he often saw in the news newspapers! He was also the victim of his burglary.
At this moment, Xu Li's mind went blank, and he didn't know how to react.
He had met many victims, some of whom were hysterical and asked them to pay back the money, some of whom begged them to give them a way out and not take all the money, and some of whom were angry but dared not speak out when they spent money to eliminate the disaster. But no one was as calm as Shi Tingyu, so calm that he was almost indifferent. Just
when Xu Li was thinking wildly, Shi Tingyu spoke, "I heard that you broke into the house and robbed it under the instigation of someone. Now tell me the appearance of the person who instigated you, such as the face shape, the size and shape of the eyes, etc."
Xu Li raised his eyes to look at Shi Tingyu, and then looked at the police standing next to him, and didn't know whether to agree or not.
The police said, "Tell the truth. If they catch the instigator, they might even give you a lenient treatment."
Xu Li and his friends were really frightened this time. When they heard that they could be treated leniently, they began to rack their brains to recall the other party's appearance, even to the extent of describing the coordinates of the small mole that they occasionally glimpsed.
They were afraid that the police would not be able to catch the person and their sentence would be increased.
The same was true for the other two.
As Xu Li continued to describe, Shi Tingyu's expression became more and more strange.
She even stopped writing on the drawing paper.
The police next to her saw this and asked, "Professor Shi, is there any problem?"
Shi Tingyu shook her head. "Nothing."
She continued to draw, but the more she drew, the more familiar the person on the paper became. When the portrait was finally completed, the person on the drawing paper turned out to be Qu Zhi, who had quarreled with them in the gallery before.
Shi Tingyu stopped writing, but the students continued to paint with great effort.
Shi Tingyu turned his drawing board to Xu Li.
Xu Li was attracted by the portrait, and after taking a look, he was instantly excited, "Yes! It's him! This is the man who instigated us! He was the one who told us that the gallery had money, and he was also the one who told us that Shi Tingyu's paintings on the second floor were the most expensive!"
The students were interrupted by Xu Li's words, and saw that their Professor Shi had finished the painting, while they had only finished half of it, and they were a little frustrated for a while.
Xu Li's performance explained one thing, that the painting drawn by Professor Shi once again accurately restored the suspect's portrait.
No matter how many times they saw it, they were still amazed.
To be on the safe side, Shi Tingyu asked the policeman to take the portrait to the other two people for confirmation.
Jin Bao and Xu Dazhou had almost the same reaction as Xu Li after seeing the portrait.
"It's him! I won't make a mistake!"
"I won't make a mistake either!"
They had beaten the man up at the time and had a deep impression .
The students looked at each other, "Are they going to continue painting?"
Seeing this, Shi Tingyu turned around and looked at them, "Why are you looking at me? Keep painting." As soon as
these words came out, the students buried their heads in painting again.
The policemen around them couldn't help but feel their scalps tighten.
The familiar tension in class came again!
They didn't expect that after so many years of graduation, they would still feel the same way as the students.
Seeing that the students continued to paint, Shi Tingyu went to the police station to talk about Qu Zhi.
Shi Tingyu said: "I know the person in the portrait, his name is Qu Zhi. He has consigned paintings to my gallery before, but because the commission I took from students' paintings was less than that of painters who have left society, he was a little unhappy with me."
The public security comrade asked: "How unhappy?"
If it was just a small conflict, few people would do such a thing.
But some people are born with a small heart.
Shi Tingyu told the public security comrade about the return of the painting that day.