I don't want to solve the case when I'm a little policeman.

Chapter 5 The Little Girl Is Missing
Twenty miles east of the Liulihe Police Station is the Qianshan Police Station. At 20 o’clock, they received a call from the masses, saying that a child had been abducted. It happened that their director was also there. Today, the Yiqiao District caught a arrest warrant and offered a reward The news of the long-standing human traffickers has been reported to the overall situation, and the director of the moving mountain office immediately contacted the branch office.

This is provocation!

The leaders of the sub-bureau were also unambiguous. After asking their superiors for instructions, the various departments of the sub-bureau, the police stations, and the security brigade sent police forces to intercept at the intersection.

Xu Zheng was very annoyed when Wang Nianpan, the director of the police station, reported the case. He didn't expect Chen Lianxiang's fellow traffickers to know about it. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence.

At that time, he should have asked the leader for instructions to arrest them secretly, but with only so much time, how could he choose?
Shaking his head, Xu Zheng took a deep breath. This human trafficker was at odds with him, and he must be caught. He echoed in his heart: "System, give me a hint, where is this human trafficker?"

"Human life is at stake, father of the system, give me some pointers."

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Bad reviews, relying on it is worse than relying on yourself.

Xu Zheng opened the police notification, which wrote the story of the abduction of a little girl over 2 years old and a few photos of the little girl's life.

The way these traffickers abduct children is really amazing. This time, the little girl Sun Tiantian was taken by her grandmother to play in a small community square, where a woman in white happened to be playing with a scooter with her 5-year-old daughter.

Just like this, the two adults chatted, and the two children played together. Sun Tiantian was taken to another place by the five-year-old child, and then the woman in white said to look for the child, and then disappeared without a trace.

Grandma Sun Tiantian searched the small square twice before calling the police. Five minutes had passed.

After the Qianshan police station received the police, they immediately dispatched the nearest patrol police to the scene. Unfortunately, the surveillance cameras near the north and south intersections of the small square failed to capture Sun Tiantian and the white-clothed woman, mother and daughter. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

It took only 10 minutes from receiving the report to the police station and the sub-bureau starting to dispatch police forces to intercept the intersection. Now it is the evening rush hour, even if the traffickers drive directly from the small square, they cannot leave the Yiqiao area.

Now there is only one stupid way, from now on, turn Yiqiao district upside down.

That is to say, it is impossible for the police to knock on the door and check the door from door to door. If they do not cooperate and delay the time, the police cannot enter the house to search without permission.

When Xu Zheng received the task, he went to a community not far from the small square to do arranging and squatting.

But he didn't go. After everyone got the assignment and hurried out, Xu Zheng ran to the director's office. At this time, the instructor Lu Yan, the deputy director Cao Lijun, and the deputy director An Ru were all there. Obviously, the leaders were also in a meeting.

After Xu Zheng called for the report, he immediately put forward his own idea, "Director, I want to do suspect portrait simulation and surveillance analysis for Grandma Sun Tiantian."

Wang Nianpan glared at him with a dark face, "Xu Zheng, don't embarrass yourself in front of your colleagues in the whole sub-bureau with your amateur three-legged kung fu."

He was right, Xu Zheng's portraits of suspects were indeed very ordinary before, just a little bit better than amateurs, but now he has advanced skills in simulating portraits.

Anru comforted Xu Zhengdao: "Xiaozheng, do you feel in your heart that you made a mistake and wanted to do something? Actually, it's really not your fault. Even if it's really Chen Lianxiang's accomplice this time, it has nothing to do with you."

Lu Yan is a good man, and his temper made him a trainer until he retired, "Director, let Xu Zheng try it, that's why we should do more to hunt down the traffickers."

Wang Nianpan's face darkened even more, and his brows were frowned, "This is not a matter of attitude, the city bureau has simulation portraitists and computer image processing technicians, and everyone knows Xu Zheng's three-legged cat skills, so there is no need to show it blindly." ?”

At this time, Xu Zheng was about to show his real skills. He ran to his desk and took out the tools he usually used, and then ran to the office, "Director, give me 5 minutes."

Time was tight and the task was heavy. Wang Nianpan saw that Xu Zheng's posture was to paint for himself on the spot, and he didn't care about it. He continued to discuss the case with a few colleagues and then assigned tasks.

And Xu Zheng is concentrating on quickly drawing Wang Nianpan's head on the sketch paper. Chinese painting pays attention to charm, while Western painting pays attention to the beauty of scientific layout. Before Xu Zheng could only do resemblance, now he is given advanced sketching skills by the system. Already able to achieve both form and spirit.

Let's talk about the appearance of a person. Most people look at the shape, but the shape can be changed through plastic surgery, makeup or even AI. Show flaws.

Four minutes later, just as Wang Nianpan gave the order to prepare to set off, Xu Zheng turned the drawing paper upside down, and there was a sketch of Wang Nianpan with a stinky face on it.

Wang Nianpan was a little dazed. As an old criminal policeman, he had seen too many sketches of suspects. To be honest, was he so ugly when he had a stinky face?
Lu Yan laughed, snatched it over, and looked at it carefully for a while, "It's really good, except for many details that are not very good. This demeanor, this appearance, really seems to be printed on the director's big black face."

An Ru looked at it and couldn't help asking: "Xiaozheng, you are good at this skill, when did it happen?"

"Hey master, I just realized."

Cao Lijun, who is in charge of criminal investigation, also looked at it and expressed his affirmation, "Then what are you waiting for, let's set off quickly, Xu Zheng, you go directly to the Qianshan Police Station to find the child's grandmother to make a mock portrait of the suspect, and I will contact there."

Xu Zheng looked at Wang Nianpan. He didn't want to talk to Xu Zheng anymore, so he just waved his hand, "Go."

When Xu Zheng walked towards the door excitedly, An Ru quickly grabbed him, "Remember, talk less and ask less, do more." Before she finished speaking, Xu Zheng shouted and ran out.

Xu Zheng took a taxi to the Qianshan Police Station. The two police stations are located next to each other, and they often cooperate with each other. After the martyr Xu Zheng was added, Zhang Hongtao, the director of the Qianshan Police Station, also knew Xu Zheng.

When Zhang Hongtao received a call from Wang Nianpan, he agreed at the time. Firstly, to give young people a chance, and secondly, if there is any effect, the sub-bureau puts too much pressure on them. Cards are set up at every intersection, hotels, residential areas, Internet cafes, etc. I have to go through all the places, and I can't finish it without sleeping tonight.

Seeing Xu Zheng approaching, he directly asked Xu Zheng to go to the small meeting room, where Sun Tiantian's grandma and her family waited anxiously.

Xu Zheng first read the files twice to make sure he knew what was in his mind, and then, accompanied by a policewoman from the Qianshan Police Station, he entered the small meeting room, which was filled with smoke. He explained why he came. , couldn't help complaining, "Didn't you do a sketch of the suspect just now? Why are you still here?"

The policewoman explained: "This is an expert we specially invited from others. Besides, one more portrait is one more hope, isn't it?"

Sun Tiantian's mother kept crying, "Mom, think about it again, and tell the police comrades, woo"

Grandma Sun Tiantian’s surname is Wang. Her hands are still shaking, her lips are chapped, and her eyes are dull. After listening to her daughter’s words, she seems to have regained her spirits. She nodded, looked up at the ceiling, lost in memory, and her eyes trembled. It was dim, and I couldn't see clearly, she had a white shirt with short sleeves on her upper body, black pants, white shoes, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her long hair was casually loose."

Xu Zheng didn't bother her. Although what she said was not very important, the most basic thing to make a mock portrait of a suspect is the facial features. She talked for a long time, but never got to the point.

While listening, Xu Zheng drew a picture of a woman in white on the manuscript paper, but without the facial features.

"Auntie, you don't need to worry about the appearance, look at the figure, clothing, and standing posture of the person in this drawing, are you familiar with it?"

(End of this chapter)