Archives room.
Before Old Li gave the photo to Song Qingyun, he kindly explained, "This man was found in the miasma forest outside Wolf Howling Valley."
"When the body was brought back, it was already rotten beyond recognition."
Song Qingyun looked at the photo and his expression froze for a moment. It was... that man.
Seeing that Song Qingyun's face was obviously not right, Old Li hurriedly asked with concern, "Comrade Song, are you okay? If you don't feel well, don't look at it."
Zheng Yan squatted at the door, gritting his teeth. Sure enough, Uncle Li was here to hold him back!
Song Qingyun put down the photo and said solemnly, "I think I've seen this person before."
Old Li widened his eyes!
Zheng Yan, who was at the door, pushed the door open excitedly and rushed in.
"Comrade Song, where have you seen this person?"
Zheng Yan was so excited that he almost grabbed Song Qingyun's hand, but was stopped by Lao Li, so he stood aside obediently.
He looked at Song Qingyun with burning eyes.
Song Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment's deliberation, he spoke, "I just feel that this person looks familiar. I think I've seen him somewhere before, but I can't remember exactly where."
"Can you draw this person? Maybe if you draw him, I can remember him when I look at him again." Zheng Yan said.
"Okay." Song Qingyun thought about it, took out paper and pen and started drawing a portrait of Uncle Wang Cui.
Half an hour later, a complete portrait appeared on the paper.
Zheng Yan's breathing slowed down, it was really amazing.
He stared at Song Qingyun's hand.
Old Li had no doubt that this kid wanted to change hands.
"Comrade Song, how did you know the person in this photo looks like this?" Zheng Yan asked.
Song Qingyun was speechless. She didn't know how to explain to Zheng Yan.
When Old Li told Song Qingyun that the body was carried back from Wolf Howling Valley, she already knew that he was Wang Cui's cousin.
So when looking at the skeleton, the image of Uncle Wang Cui naturally emerges.
She was not sure if this was her skill, and she did not know how to explain it to Zheng Yan.
Old Li went up and patted Zheng Yan. "Comrade Song's painting skills are amazing. Although they say it's difficult to draw bones when painting dragons and tigers, our Comrade Song can tell what a person looks like just by looking at the skeleton."
"This requires talent. Xiaoyan, although you are very smart, you don't have any talent in this area."
"Even if Comrade Song told you, you wouldn't understand."
Zheng Yan frowned and thought for a moment. "Uncle Li, you're right. Some people are naturally smart. Comrade Song, can I have this drawing paper?"
"Okay, take it." Song Qingyun said.
Zheng Yan took the drawing paper, turned around and left quickly.
Just as Old Li was about to chase after him, he turned around and said to Song Qingyun, "Comrade Song, you said you seemed to have seen this person before. Think again about where you have seen this person."
"He had the accident in Wolf Howling Valley. Could he be a villager from your village?" asked Lao Li.
Song Qingyun shook his head. "He is not from our village. I have seen all the villagers in our village."
"He should be... from Wangjia Village." Song Qingyun pretended to think for a while before speaking.
"There was a conflict between my in-laws' family and Wangjia Village before. A group of people came from Wangjia Village at that time. I saw them from a distance, but I don't know who they were."
Knowing that this person is from Wangjia Village, his identity can be confirmed quickly.
Old Li thanked Song Qingyun and quickly chased after Zheng Yan.
Medical Examiner's Office.
"Was this drawn by Comrade Song? She drew the person just by looking at our photo?" Old Zhao looked at Zheng Yan in disbelief.
Zheng Yan nodded, "Yes, Comrade Song also said that she seemed to have seen this person before."
As the two were talking, Lao Li came in and briefly told him what Song Qingyun had told him.
"Whether there is such a person or not, and whether the painting is correct, we can find out by taking this portrait to Wangjia Village for confirmation," said Mr. Zhao.
"I'll go right away." Old Li took the portrait.
Zheng Yan snatched it back and said, "We need to study how to draw a portrait from a skeleton. This is very important. You can't take this drawing paper away."
"I have to confirm his identity. You hold this now. What if it's wrong?"
"Impossible. Judging from Comrade Song's expression, she must be 100% sure. She's just being modest and doesn't say anything absolute." Zheng Yan insisted.
Elder Zhao patted Zheng Yan on the shoulder and said, "Go get your camera and take a picture of it. We'll look at the photo together. Let your Uncle Li confirm the identity first."
"Only when this is truly confirmed can Comrade Song's reputation be cleared."
Zheng Yan nodded, took out his camera and carefully took a picture before handing the drawing paper to Lao Li.
"Uncle Li, be careful not to break it."
"Okay." Old Li responded and quickly went to find his apprentice. He called two more people, and the four of them went straight to Wangjia Village together.
"Master, didn't they say the face was already corrupted? Could it be that Comrade Song drew it again?"
Old Li nodded.
"I knew there was no portrait Comrade Song couldn't draw."
Zhang Ming now admires Song Qingyun very much. Whenever she is mentioned, Zhang Ming feels that nothing is impossible.
Old Li kicked his apprentice and said, "Don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by there is nothing she can't draw? Comrade Song is not a god. If your words get out, it will cause trouble for Comrade Song."
Zhang Ming quickly covered his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, Master. I just couldn't control myself."
"Okay, don't say that next time."
"Okay, Master." Zhang Ming responded quickly and obediently.
The group soon arrived at the brigade headquarters in Wangjia Village.
The team leader and the branch secretary are both sitting in the village committee at this moment. There is not much work in the winter, so they are discussing the spring sowing.
I saw several police officers enter the yard.
The two stood up at the same time.
"Has something happened in our village again?"
"Probably not. In the past few months, apart from Wang Cui's husband being taken away, there hasn't been anything else."
"I'll receive him first. I hope it's not some bastard who has done anything wrong."
The two of them hurriedly opened the door and came out to greet them.
After Lao Li led the team to greet the two, everyone went into the team's house together.
There is a fire burning in the room now, and it is warm.
"Comrade Public Security, is there anything that has brought you all the way to our Wangjia Village?" asked the captain.
Lao Li nodded and said, "There is indeed one thing I need to verify with you."
As Old Li spoke, he took out a file bag from his bag and then took out the portrait from the file bag.
He also cherished this portrait very much. After all, it was hand-painted. If it was damaged, it would be a waste of Comrade Song's hard work.
"Team leader, Party branch secretary, look at this person. Do you recognize him?"
"Isn't this Wang Laoer?" the two said in unison.
“I’m really a villager from your village!”
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