Luo Chen saw Dean Liang's daughter-in-law Wu Gaozhuang sitting in the car waiting for Qi Yihan. He saw Wu Gaozhuang and Xu Zhanniang coming out of the hospital in a panic, so he got out of the car to learn about the situation. When he heard that the child was missing, he drove immediately I sent the two of them to report the crime and came back to pick up Qi Yihan. Unexpectedly, Yu Yuzhi also got in the car.

Looking helplessly at Qi Yihan who was sitting in the passenger compartment, Luo Chen started the car and wondered in his heart that this man was really so arrogant. Couldn't he see that his wife was unhappy?

Li Zhen and Yu Yuzhi sat side by side in the back seat, leaning their heads against the back of the seats and closing their eyes to sleep. Yu Yuzhi chatted with Luo Chen without saying a word, and occasionally glanced at the silent person sitting in the passenger cab. Qi Yihan.

Luo Chen said to Qi Yihan, "Dean Liang has been notified. Sister Zhang in the courtyard is also organizing everyone to help find the child, but I don't know whether the child was lost or was taken away..."

If it is lost, the hope of finding it is still high, but if it is taken away, the chances of success are unpredictable.

Qi Yihan pondered for a moment and said, "Ask Dean Liang to ask for a recent photo of the child to be quickly printed and distributed..."

Dean Liang's family had only moved in less than two weeks ago, so few people had seen the child, and even if they saw any photos, they wouldn't recognize him.

Dean Liang looked ashamed when he heard that he wanted recent photos of his children. He had been busy with official duties and relied on his wife to take care of the family. There were too many things before and after the move, so he had no time to take his children to the photo studio to take pictures.

Dean Liang took out a family photo of Zhang He from his inner pocket. It was taken when his son was three months old and he took the time to take his wife and children to take the photo.

Several people glanced at the little fleshy ball in the photo with no eyebrows, and looked away speechlessly.

Only then did Li Zhen notice that Dean Liang, whom she had met in her previous life, was one of the culprits who killed her daughter, the father of her fiancé Wu Yijuan.

So it was Wu Yijuan who was lost? Li Zhen, who originally wanted to help, hesitated.

After his children went to elementary school in his previous life, Li Zhen, who loved painting, accidentally became an apprentice to the internationally renowned painter Liu Yinbo.

After more than 20 years of practice, Li Zhen has become a well-known Impressionist master at home and abroad. Drawing sketches of people is not easy. He can draw hundreds of sketches in an hour.

There were two villains fighting in his mind. One said, don't help the murderer and don't feel sorry for his daughter who died in vain. The other said, don't forget your ethics and don't lose your bottom line as a human being. Li Zhen was stretched to the limit physically and mentally.

"Feng Kai..." Wu Gao pretended to throw himself into Chief Liang's arms and cried so hard, "I won't live if I can't find Yi Jue."

Liang Fengkai got married late and had children later due to work reasons. Wu Gaozhuang was seven years younger than him and was the only daughter of the old leader. In order to thank the old leader for his kindness, Liang Fengkai took the initiative to propose that his first child take his mother's surname.

Wu Yijuan was born at the age of thirty-nine. Liang Fengkai and his wife felt sorry for their child. They held it in their hands for fear of getting cold and held it in their mouths for fear of melting. Losing it now would cost them both their lives.

Liang Fengkai, a man who never shed tears, had red eyes.

Li Zhen, who was struggling, saw this situation and felt that he was too selfish. No matter how Wu Yijue turned out to be in the future, he was just an ignorant and innocent child now. As a mother, how could she just sit idly by and ignore him.

"Dean Liang, sister-in-law, maybe I can be of some help..."

Yu Yuzhi spoke.

"What can you do?" Wu Gao pretended to be ill and hurriedly sought medical treatment. He rushed over and grabbed Yu Yuzhi and asked.

Yu Yuzhi's eyes flashed with color, and her voice was soft and authentic, "I know a painter who can draw portraits of people based on dictation."

In the 1980s, China's simulated portrait technology had not yet taken shape, and even the police could not find people who could draw portraits entirely based on dictation. Li Zhen remembered that at this time in his last life, Liu Yinbo had just returned from abroad, and there was a period of time. He once assisted the police in training a simulator. Could it be that Yu Yuzhi knew his master at this time?

Wu Gao pretended to be disappointed and shook his head, "Not to mention whether the painting looks like it or not, even if it looks like it and I can draw a few pictures in one day, there is no time at all."

No one objects to what Wu Gaozhuang said, because it is the truth.

Yu Yuzhi said confidently, "It's not an ordinary portrait, it's a sketch. Take your time and draw it. You can draw ten pictures in two hours."

Wu Gaozhuang looked at Liang Fengkai after hearing this. Liang Fengkai nodded, and the group got in the car and headed to Xu Zhenbao's school.

"How do you know Xu Zhenbao?" Qi Yihan asked Yu Yuzhi.

Qi Yihan and Xu Zhenbao were once comrades-in-arms, but later Xu Zhenbao retired early due to personal problems. Xu Zhenbao, who was unemployed, did odd jobs everywhere. After meeting Qi Yihan by chance, Qi Yihan introduced him to the school and became an art teacher.

Yu Yuzhi just moved to Beishi from Fengshi. How did she meet Xu Zhenbao? Qi Yihan looked through the rearview mirror and his sharp eyes fell on Yu Yuzhi's face.

"I met him when I was doing some collecting."

Yu Yuzhi answered calmly and generously, without any abnormalities, and Qi Yihan looked away.

Li Zhen likes painting, but she does it as a hobby. She scribbles a few strokes in her free time and never shows off in front of others. Yu Yuzhi, on the other hand, wants everyone to know that she is arty and often runs around with a painting folder on her back. It has just been a month since we moved here, and everyone who knows her knows that she is a painter.

I heard that the child was lost and asked Xu Zhenbao to help him draw character sketches. The principal strongly supported him and specially opened an empty classroom for Xu Zhenbao to use.

Wu Gao pretended to be worried and got angry and cried until his voice became hoarse. He had to let Liang Fengkai describe the child's appearance. But after all, he spent all day in the hospital and paid less attention to the child, so the description was not so detailed. Xu Zhenbao only made five or six drawings with corrections. The split image made Wu Gao pretend to shake his head.

Xu Zhenbao had no choice. After all, he specialized in gouache painting and was not professional in character sketching.

An hour later, Xu Zhenbao drew seven pictures and was so tired that his wrist almost broke.

Li Zhen had already drawn a portrait of Wu Yijuan in his mind through Liang Fengkai's description. Knowing that time waits for no one, he took the initiative.

"let me try."

When Liang Fengkai and his wife met Li Zhen for the first time, Luo Chen had no idea that Li Zhen could paint, Yu Yuzhi said seriously.

"Li Zhen, I know you are eager to show off in front of Brother Yi Han, but now is not the time to fool around, so you'd better stop making trouble."

Hearing this, Liang Fengkai ignored it, picked up the portrait painted by Xu Zhenbao and left.

Li Zhen walked around Yu Yuzhi, picked up the brush on the table, and sketched Wu Yijuan's portrait with just a few strokes.

Li Zhen's brushwork is deliberately childish but captures the essence of the characters, making people feel as if the people in the paintings are alive at a glance.

Xu Zhenbao was stunned. Even though he didn't know Wu Yijuan, he felt that the child should look like this.

Li Zhen didn't need to speak, Xu Zhenbao, who cherished his talents, picked up the portrait and chased him out.

Liang Fengkai was stunned when he saw the portrait, and Wu Gaozhuang's tears that had just stopped fell suddenly when he saw it.

"My baby..." Wu Gao pretended to be hoarse and shouted. He took the portrait from Xu Zhenbao's hand with shaking hands and asked, "Why couldn't you draw it just now?"

Xu Zhenbao scratched his head, "I didn't draw it, it was that lesbian."

When Qi Yihan heard this, he turned around and looked at Li Zhen, who was busy painting in the classroom. He had seen Li Zhen scribbling without incident, but when had she become so good at painting?

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