Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 843 Shushu Munan
Through the glass on the door, Su Munan stood outside the door and looked at the busy two people inside and the familiar woman on the dissection table, feeling like a heart was soaked in cold water, sinking, sinking, sinking into an endless abyss .

This residual consciousness of the body still loves that girl, love to the depths is an instinct, Su Munan realized for the first time what a real person is still alive, but his heart is dead.

I don't know how long he stood at the door, the white light hit his head, his face was pale.When Wang Bin came to look for him, he was taken aback by his appearance.

In response to this case, Wang Bin specially convened a meeting with personnel, but at the meeting, it was still not possible to determine how the two escaped people should be caught.

Existing information shows that the two men are between 35 and 45 years old. One of them is over 175cm tall and weighs about 65kg, and the other is taller at 180cm and about 75kg. However, there are too many people in the city who meet these conditions. There are too many, it is difficult to troubleshoot.

During the meeting, Su Munan kept silent, but just drew on two blank A4 papers with a gel pen in his hand. Wang Bin looked at him several times, wanting to ask his opinion, but seeing him so cold and focused , I gave up and continued to discuss with other people.

There was no breakthrough in the meeting. At the end of the meeting, Wang Bin frowned and thought about what to do next, but Su Munan, who had been painting like no one else, suddenly got up and walked towards him.

Wang Bin didn't know why, so he stood up quickly, but he saw that he handed over two pieces of white paper with portraits drawn on them. The portraits on them were lifelike, and every stroke was extremely clear.

"According to my analysis of the situation at the scene, Yan Tang's confession, and the comparison of the criminal characters' characteristics in recent years, I have drawn a psychological portrait of the criminal suspect. The two fugitives should look like this, and it may not be completely correct. Take it Show Yan Tang to confirm the modification, and then conduct a large-scale search."

As Su Munan said, he handed out the paper in his hand. Wang Bin took the two paintings, and the more he looked at them, the more surprised he became. Other colleagues at the meeting also came over curiously. This was the first time they had seen such a clear image.

"Okay! Mu Nan, when did you know this kind of unique skill? It's amazing, you even drew the mole on someone's eyebrow!"

Zhao Ling leaned over to see the portrait on the paper, couldn't help but exclaimed, and couldn't help but wonder at the same time.

"No, how do you know there is a mole on this man's eyebrow?"

Surrounded by the crowd, Su Munan answered solemnly with no expression on his face:

"Because I've seen them, in my dreams."

It was indeed in a dream, in the memory of the original owner.The five people were all there at that time, Tao Zitao didn't call the police, Wang Bin didn't lead anyone to search the mountain, and none of them escaped. The appearance of the five people was deeply engraved in the original owner's memory.

There was no sound in the noisy meeting room. After Su Munan's voice fell, he bypassed the crowd and opened the door to leave, leaving a group of policemen in a mess in the wind.

Having said so much, it turned out to be a dream...a dream...

The bewildered colleague looked at Wang Bin blankly.

"Wang team, is this thing really credible?"

Wang Bin pinched the drawing paper with his left hand, and raised his right hand habitually to rub his nose with his index finger. He didn't expect Su Munan to say that. The police are basically atheists and don't believe in such metaphysics at all.

(End of this chapter)