The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 472 Song Zhen made a move, a portrait of a crime

Song Zhen went downstairs with the fat woman again, and came to the reception desk. The girl at the reception desk saw the two coming out, and immediately stood up, calling the boss and the police officer hello.

"Zhang Fang, the police officer has something to ask you, so you come out first," the fat woman said.

"Oh..." Zhang Fang, the receptionist, flinched a little, and walked out from behind the reception desk slowly.

"Sit here." Song Zhen said, pointing to the sofa, and sat on the end first.

Seeing that Song Zhen didn't dislike him at all, Zhang Fang sat down on her buttocks, secretly relieved, and then sat on the other side of the sofa.

"Hello, Zhang Fang, right? I'm Song Zhen, the policeman involved in the investigation. The police need your help very much now."

"Song, Song Zhen?" Zhang Fang raised her head and looked at her carefully, with some surprise in her eyes.

When the fat woman heard Zhang Fang's voice, she couldn't help raising her head from the reception desk. Who is Song Zhen?
Then she saw a faint smile on the man's unsmiling face, which made people unconsciously trust and feel relaxed.

I only heard him say: "Relax, what the police need is your assistance. It would be best if you can remember something to help us; if you can't, it's not your problem."

Compared with the policeman who questioned her before, Song Zhen's attitude was not only better, but more importantly, he relieved her of the psychological burden.

Zhang Fang's pupils widened slightly, a little surprised, and then showed a guilty look, "I...I may not be able to help much."

"Then let me ask, and you can answer after you think about it." Song Zhen took out a notebook while talking.

But this notebook is not an ordinary notebook, but a sketchbook. Immediately afterwards, he took out a pencil and an eraser.

Zhang Fang was a little taken aback, but still hummed.

"Room 207, who opened it?"

"Zhao Hu"

Hearing this name, the corners of Song Zhen's lips twitched, because in the previous case, the person who opened the house was either Zhang Long or Li Hu, or Zhu Dong or Ma Xi. In short, it seemed quite perfunctory.

"Have you seen his papers?"

Zhang Fang hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but turned to look at the boss behind the reception desk.

"I didn't look at the certificate, so people always see what they look like?" Song Zhen skipped over directly, and the secret meeting of the eyes of the two had already told him the answer.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fang shook her head, "He was wearing a blue mask and coughed badly. I thought he had a cold and didn't care."

"A light blue medical mask?"

"Ah."

"What about other characteristics? Height, fat and thin, what kind of fingers do you have when handing you the money, do you wear a watch, and how do you dress?" Song Zhen gave a lot of guidance in a series.

Zhang Fang had been asked the same question before, so it wasn't too difficult to answer, but her answer didn't have any reference value either.

"Neither fat nor thin, about 1.7 meters. I can't see whether he is wearing a watch or not, and I don't pay attention to his hands, but he is tightly wrapped. The clothes seem to be the long black down jacket, which is very thick."

Her answers were all ambiguous, but she can't be blamed for that. There are too many people to receive in a day, how can she pay attention?
"Do you remember what time it is?" Song Zhen changed direction.

"After six o'clock in the afternoon, I was eating at that time." She remembered this clearly.

"Eat? Did he tell you anything else, such as where to get the hot water?" Song Zhen asked again.

Zhang Fang recalled it carefully, and then her eyes widened quickly, "I seem to have asked, I pointed him to the water dispenser at the time. I remembered, he had a mole on his brow, the kind that grows in the eyebrow, isn't it It was very obvious, but because he frowned when I pointed it out and looked a little fierce, so I remembered it. Does this work?"

After speaking, she looked at Song Zhen with some hesitation.

"It's useful. How is the brow bone long? Can you describe it to me? Frowning is more fierce. What kind of fierce method?"

Zhang Fang immediately stretched out her hand to make gestures. According to her description, Song Zhen quickly sketched with the pencil in his hand, and communicated with her while drawing, "Is that so?"

Shaking his head, nodding, confirming, denying, after several rounds, Song Zhen finally handed over the painting in his hand.

"That's it! The eyes are similar too!" Zhang Fang exclaimed in surprise.

The picture in Song Zhen's hand was drawn according to her description, except for the part below the eyes, which is the mouth and nose, which was covered by a mask, the eyes and eyebrows were exactly the same as her memory!
Song Zhen had never seen the scene of the previous seven cases, and after a long time, many people's memories were blurred. This case happened between yesterday and today. using this imagery method.

Song Zhen is known as the No. 1 criminal portrait in China. Although criminal portraits do not only refer to portraits, but also include criminal profiles, simulated portraits are also one of them.

"Then do you remember that someone came to fetch the hot water?" Song Zhen asked again.

This time, Zhang Fang failed his expectation, she shook her head, "I didn't notice..."

"Do you sell instant noodles here?"

"No."

"Okay, thank you." Song Zhen then stood up.

"Oh..." Zhang Fang looked at Song Zhen with some admiration. Just because of the painting that was drawn through her dictation, she felt that it was amazing.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhen put the portrait on the sofa, took a picture and sent it to Wei Mingyuan.

[Song Zhen: I drew this based on the description given by the front desk of the hotel in E province. See if you need to investigate Dong Nan, the No. 1 victim. 】

[Wei Mingyuan: Received. 】

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhen stepped out of the Tengfei Hotel.

"Hey officer, are you leaving?" the boss Xiao Cui hurriedly shouted.

"I'll go shopping first, don't worry about me." Song Zhen said, then walked into the alley from the patio, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The fat woman hurriedly asked Zhang Fang: "You said he is Song Zhen, who is Song Zhen?"

"Boss, don't you know?" Zhang Fang was a little surprised.

"Who is it?" The boss asked curiously.

Zhang Fang immediately reached out to take her mobile phone from the desk at the reception desk, "I'll search it for you!"

The fat woman poked her head to look, and saw that Zhang Fang typed the four words "Ji Qian and Song Zhen", and then many messages popped up.

Zhang Fang found a message with rich pictures and texts, clicked on it, and handed it to her, "Hey, golden boy and jade girl, the hot topic between Christmas and New Year's Day is that Song Zhen!"

"Isn't this so-and-so? The actress who plays something, so familiar, they are a couple?"

"Yup!"

The two women started gossiping immediately, and the discussion was very heated.

When Kong Sheng and Xiao Luo came out, they saw the two women with nympho looks on their faces, talking about their opinions on their mobile phones.

Kong Sheng walked over calmly, and then saw Song Zhen's photo, and frowned in disgust. These women are too disgusting, right?
"Hmm!" She cleared her throat deliberately.

The two girls were frightened suddenly, they couldn't hold the phone firmly, and almost flew out of their hands.

"How are you, Officer." The fat woman almost bit her own tongue.

Kong Sheng put on a cold face and didn't want to pay attention to them, Xiao Luo stepped forward and said, "That room can be cleaned."

"Oh, you don't need to investigate anymore?" The fat woman asked immediately.

"Well, let's go." Ronaldinho said, and then gestured to Kong Sheng, "Deputy Kong, this way."

Kong Sheng walked forward.

Seeing Xiao Luo's attitude towards Kong Sheng, the fat woman opened her mouth slightly, "That woman seems to be quite powerful."

"Yeah!" Zhang Fang nodded quickly, and echoed, "Show me the police ID just now, it scared me to death."

"I can't scare you to death, who told you to doze off every day! All right, put your phone away and take a good look at the store. I'm going to sleep."

"Oh..." Zhang Fang had no choice but to respond, her mouth raised high.

After watching the fat woman's fat figure disappear behind the corridor, she immediately took out her mobile phone, stared at the photo of Song Zhen and Ji Qian on the screen, and couldn't help feeling, "Such a superb man, why am I not Ji Qian?"

Song Zhen didn't know that he was missed by Zhang Fang because of his conversation. He kept walking along the road under the overpass, and when he came across a convenience store, he took the portrait he had just drawn and asked if anyone was there. I bought instant noodles in a store.

When Kong Sheng found him, he was calling the surveillance of the convenience store.

Seeing the sketchbook in his hand, she couldn't help picking it up, then looked at the monitor, and asked, "Did you find it?"

"Not yet, I'm looking for it." While speaking, Song Zhen didn't take his eyes off the monitor.

Kong Sheng noticed that he was fast forwarding at 4x speed.

After a while, he suddenly pressed the mouse and clicked pause.

The picture freezes, and the front of a man appears on the screen, wearing a light blue medical mask and standing in front of the counter. On the counter is a bucket of instant noodles in purple packaging. The man's hand is handing over money.

Kong Sheng immediately leaned forward, glanced at the portrait in his hand, and then at the frozen video, then his eyes lit up, "That's the man!"

(End of this chapter)