"It’s not so much trouble. I can draw them."

"Can you still draw?" After Yang Lan was surprised, she nodded and said, "It’s much easier. Let’s go to our dormitory. There is a pen and paper there."
Yang Lan’s face weariness disappeared instantly when he was investigating a case together, and even Lin Yang invited him for breakfast, pulling him quickly into the dormitory building of the swat team.
Yang Lan’s dormitory is on the third floor, just like the university dormitory, which is also a dormitory for four people.
When Lin Yang followed Yang Lan into this dormitory, a roommate of Yang Lan was cleaning. She saw Lin Yang, a swarthy policewoman, and then asked with a smile, "Lan Er, who is this?" Your boyfriend? Quickly introduce me to a "
I don’t blame her for not bringing boys to the dormitory. Today, Lin Yang is the first one. The policewoman is not curious.
Yang Lan gave his roommate a white look and said grumpily, "Wang Jie, don’t talk nonsense. This is Lin Yang, my savior."
"So you are Lin Yang."
After knowing Lin Yang’s identity, the policewoman named Wang Jie immediately became enthusiastic.
"I’ve heard many people say that what you did in Jiuzhaigou is a real hero, especially that you saved Lan Er from falling rocks regardless of your personal safety, which made us all grateful to Lan Er’s good sisters. We also said that we must let Lan Er ask you out for dinner in an organic conversation to express our gratitude … Come and sit down and I’ll make you a cup of tea."
Before Lin Yang had a mouth, Lan Lan said for him, "Wang Jie, don’t bother. I asked Lin Yang to come and help me draw some portraits."
"Draw a portrait? What portrait do you draw? " Wang Jie asked curiously.
Wang Jie is also seconded to the criminal police to handle the case. A special police station, Lan Lan, did not hide things from her and probably spoke it again.
Like Yang Lan, Wang Jie also believes that although Lin Yang’s experience is very subjective, it can also be an investigation direction.
Anyway, there is no clue now. Try to check it out.
Lan Lan soon dug out a pen and paper from the drawer and laid it on the table.
Lin Yang picked up a pencil but didn’t start painting in a hurry. Instead, he said to Chen Yuanyuan floating beside him, "Chen Dajia, please, can we do it now?"
Chen Yuanyuan nodded and took Lin Yang’s right hand in the previous step.
Lin Yang silently recited a spell in his mouth, and his left hand quietly pinched out a resolution.
In the spell, the colorful light that ordinary human flesh can’t see appeared in Lin Yang and Chen Yuanyuan’s right hand. After just a few seconds of kung fu, Lin Yang and Chen Yuanyuan’s right hand merged into one.
Lin Yang gave the right hand control to Chen Yuanyuan and let her make her right hand.
This kind of local possession spell is called borrowing, which is a unique spell of the ghost deep. The effect is similar to that of the ghost body, but it gives up the local control of the body and is much safer than the height of the ghost.
Although Chen Yuanyuan had never had a pencil before, his painting skills were still very good, and he soon got used to pencil luck.
As the pencil swooped across the paper, one portrait after another soon appeared in front of Yang Lan and Wang Jie.
Chen Yuanyuan’s painting technique is very simple, but he can show a lifelike portrait to everyone with a few strokes.
Yang Lan and Wang Jie were amazed by such superb painting skills.
"I didn’t expect you to really draw and draw so well. I said, are you really a medical student? Really not an art student at the Art College? " Looking at Lin Yang’s drawing of seven portraits, Yang Lan was amazed, and Wang Jie also praised, "It’s amazing that you can draw all seven personal characteristics by memory alone, and it’s so amazing. Why don’t you stop studying medicine and come to our police for criminal investigation? It’s absolutely qualified to do criminal technology with your skill of drawing portraits."
In fact, it is not only Yang Lan and Wang Jie who are shocked, but so is Lin Yang. Although he knew that Chen Yuanyuan’s painting skills were good, he didn’t expect that he was so superb. He is a person who has left a name in the history of history. The level is that Gao Linyang secretly sighs in his heart.
Chapter 24 Strange mucus
Just as Lan Lan and Wang Jie were holding seven portraits of Lin Yang, a melodious bell suddenly rang.
"I went out to take a message." Wang Jie picked up the mobile phone on the bed and went out.
After four or five minutes, she returned to the dormitory with a dignified look.
"Who’s calling?" Lan asked curiously.
"The criminal police team called and said that a new victim’s body was found on the bus table at the gate of No.10 Middle School."
Wang Jie went to the table and picked up the seven portraits on the table and carefully put them away. "I’m afraid Lin Yang is really like what you said. The murderer is in these seven people."
Seeing Lin Yang’s puzzled expression, Yang Lan explained, "You have to take the bus from No.10 Middle School and take No.3 from Jinxiu Road to No.10 Middle School."
Wang Jie found a folder to put seven portraits in and said, "Lan Er, we can’t rest. Let’s go to the crime scene and have a look."
Yang Lan nodded. "Let’s go. We should be able to find out the clues and bring the murderer to justice early. Even if we are tired, it’s worth it." She thought about it and said to Lin Yang, "You should come with us. If the victim is really a passenger you met on the bus, we have to know something about you."
"no problem"
For this requirement, Lin Yang naturally won’t refuse to follow Yang Lan and Wang Jie quickly downstairs.
A police car has already stopped in the dormitory.
Lin Yang saw the car and he knew the man. It was Tang Peng who owed him a meal.
"Doctor Lin? Why are you here? " I was surprised to see Linyang Tang Peng.
Yang Lan didn’t tell Tang Peng what Lin Yang meant here: "Lin Yang probably met the deceased and the murderer by passing the bus this afternoon, so we asked him to go to the crime scene with him to see if the deceased really took the passing bus."
Tang Peng nodded and didn’t ask anything
After everyone got off the bus, he suddenly stepped on the gas pedal and the police car immediately drove out of the swat team dormitory area and galloped towards the crime scene.
By the time they arrived at the crime scene, the 100-meter distance near the bus stop of No.10 Middle School had been cordoned off. The police in the jurisdiction were keeping order around to discourage curious citizens from going near the crime scene.
At the same time, the policemen who arrived at the news had taken photos and surveyed the scene and the victims, and asked the pedestrians near the No.10 middle school platform at that time.
Tang Peng pulled over the police car and several people got on the bus, showed their certificates to the police to maintain order, and then walked quickly towards the No.10 middle school.
Before approaching the bus stop, Lin Yang saw a man leaning against the bus stop with his eyes closed, and several policemen were taking photos around him.
Yang Lan’s eyes also fell on this person’s eyebrows and suddenly picked "this person … seems to be that you painted the class that stayed up late."
"Yes, that’s him." Wang Jie hit the folder and dug out Lin Yang’s portrait. It turned out that it was the class that stayed up late.
Lin Yang didn’t answer is look dignified nodded his head.
Although he had seen many dead people and ghosts before, this man was still a fresh life more than half an hour ago, but only half an hour later, he lost his life … Not only did he lose his life, but he also lost his soul. According to normal circumstances, people usually wander around his body consciously, although his soul will leave his body just after death.
But the soul of this class is not near here at all, which means that his soul either drifted away prematurely or was killed, and the murderer took it away. Obviously, the latter is more likely. What is the origin of the murderer?
Why take the victims’ hearts and brains and their souls?
What the hell does he want to do?
Lin Yang’s heart is full of questions.