[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

When she first started playing the game, Shia was very excited.

She firmly believed that in terms of her character of being able to get Stark's new mobile phone without spending a dime, she would definitely be able to get her favorite grass mother today.

But the truth is very hungry, she used up all the stock she had saved for a while and didn't smoke a single one!out!Come!

There were still classes in the afternoon, Xia took a deep breath, and went to New York University with great depression.

On rainy days, classes in the Visual Department are held in the westernmost lecture theater on the third floor.

Shea likes the window seat in the fifth row. In the middle seat, she can clearly see and hear the tutor's every move, so she won't have to raise her neck every day, and won't be included in the list of suspicious skipping classes by the tutor.

After a period of time since school started, the students have already found their favorite positions, and tacitly no longer change them.

Xi Ya is no longer like the first time, arriving so early every day, just to keep her favorite place from being occupied.But today, as soon as she walked to the seat, she saw a box of chocolates and a small sticky note on the table - "to Xia"

Chocolate without any packaging.

The slanted English and trying to be correct make people look more comfortable, but the Chinese is crooked because they are not good at it.

Xi Ya didn't eat things of unknown origin, put the chocolate aside, and took out the board to draw two strokes before the class started.

Marcus, who had been holding his breath as soon as Shia entered, lowered his head in disappointment.

Lucy couldn't see it, so she took her bag and moved to Shia's side, took the chocolate and tore it apart naturally, "Xia, you don't like chocolate?"

Xi Ya didn't raise her head, "Take it if you like."

Lucy broke off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, "It's delicious." Then, she broke off another piece and stuffed it directly into Shia's mouth, "How is it?"

Lucy's smile was mixed with too many things.

Shia glanced at her, clearly saw the chocolate on her front teeth, nodded, and ate it anyway.

Marcus had just breathed a sigh of relief when Jemini entered.

As soon as Jemini entered, he sat straight at the table in front of Shea, took the remaining chocolate from Lucy's hand while turning around, and swallowed more than half of it in one gulp, "Ah, I'm starving to death."

Lucy stared angrily, just wanting to slap him to death.

Shia smiled, her attention still focused on her hands.

The person she wants to paint, regardless of the overall concept of the picture or the level of detail of the characters, takes a long time.

Especially for large wings and feathers, the more detailed the more difficult it is to draw.

"Is this an angel?" Jemini asked inarticulately.

"Well, Lucifer." Shia smiled.

"Lucifer is a fallen angel, his wings should be black, why do you use white?" Lucy pouted, but still couldn't help looking at the picture.

Shia uses sai to draw pictures, and the bottom layer is her original draft drawing. Only this detailed layer can see how much energy she has spent.She painted in three more layers, using various color overlays and opacity adjustments.Finally, the atlas is integrated and the details are adjusted.

Now, this picture has reached the final stage.

"This is really..." Lucy praised subconsciously, and took back the words in time.

Compared to Lucy, Jemini is not stingy with words of praise: "Oh, this is really the most beautiful Lucifer I have ever seen!"

Shia readily accepted, "Lucifer is the morning star, the bright star, God's favorite angel, no matter how he falls, his wings are still white."

There is also a saying that God can't bear to see his most outstanding works covered in black, so Lucifer is still holy even in hell, just like the Archangel Michael.

Lucy frowned, unwilling to admit that although she didn't like Lucifer, the character from hell, Shia's drawing was really good-looking, "Why don't you draw the Archangel Michael?"

This point, Jamie is also very curious.

Shia put away the board, smiled slightly, and motioned for them to look up.

In front of the podium, Teacher Klaus was looking at them with kind eyes.

Lucy Jamie sat upright silently, upright in the standard posture of kindergarten children.

The phone in the bag vibrated continuously.

One from Linse: 【Lucifer】

One from Garcia: 【Michael】

Garcia works at bau. What is commendable is that no matter how much she has seen the darkness of human nature, she has always maintained a kind heart.Linse is at the forefront, facing the criminals directly and touching the darkness. He himself is delicate and has experienced several cases himself.

So for this choice, Xi Ya was not surprised.

Unexpectedly, shortly after, she received a text message from a stranger, the third choice out of the two options given.

"...God?"

"What did you say?" Lucy asked softly.

"It's nothing." Shia put the phone in her bag.

The heavens are beautiful, the pattering raindrops have disappeared, and Sato Kaede's cosplay class can go outside to play.

Cosplay doesn't just need to have a pretty face, decent body, put on ready-made clothes, put on heavy makeup, and pose in various poses on stage.

Sato's course only let everyone pair up in the first class. After trying it once, he spent all his time teaching everyone how to make costumes and props for cosplay.

And today, the long-lost cos came.

Shia sat motionless on the chair and let Sato toss about, "Who are you going to cosplay me with?"

"Who do you want?" Sato put a golden wig on Shia's head and patted it lightly, "Don't move around."

"It's a little itchy." Shea remained obedient, trying to hold back the thought of scratching her head.

"Jinren, this thing hasn't been used for a long time." Sato fixed the wig, held the comb and combed it carefully, and didn't see Shia's face that instantly became stiff because of his words.

The boring wig is obediently in his hands, easily...

Xi Ya glanced at the mirror twice, dead fish eyes: "Don't tell me, you're going to cosplay me into an angel!"

"That's right!"

Sato's tone is very cheerful, very cheerful, a kind of freshness and cheerfulness that doesn't fit his age, so cheerfully Shia just wants to slap Sato's face with a slap, and let him know how the little fresh meat is smelted into glass slag Old bacon.

Sato lifted Shia's chin with the tip of his index finger, and he did the rogue-like movements, and there was a hellish sense of sanctity.

The white gauze skirt that drags the floor, the blond hair that reaches down to the calf, the dark blue colored contact lenses, and the pair of large white wings on the table, until now I can't see Kaede Sato's sinister intentions, he deserves to die.

I didn't expect you to be such Kaede Sato!Shia condemned with her eyes.

Sato, who was concentrating on taking care of the wig, laughed, with an unparalleled sense of pleasure in his voice: "If I hadn't seen the drawing on your digital board, I wouldn't have thought who would be the best cosplayer for you, your face too small."

Xi Ya: "..." Art students blame me for drawing pictures?Are you blaming me for peeking at my paintings?Face mob me?

Sensing Xi Ya's resentment, Sato touched his head and comforted him: "It's okay, you have to trust the teacher's makeup skills. In my hands, there are no disabled people, only people who can't be transformed."

Xi Ya: "Hehe." Believe it or not, I'll stab you to death!

Sato is worthy of being a teacher. He transformed a typical Jiangnan woman's gentle face into a Western European three-dimensional deep face, with shiny blond hair, real wings made of bird feathers, and Shia who stepped barefoot on the grass. What an angel.

Not to mention the post-production effect of the photo, just look at how many people are taking pictures with their mobile phones now, and you will know how good the effect is.

Sato takes pride in his craft.

Although before seeing the finished product, he really disliked Xi Ya's melon-seeded face.

If you can't fly, just cosplay an angel who just landed!

What a barefoot angel without shoes!

What gentle and kind smiling angels!

If it wasn't for comparing this photo with her own painting, Shia would never agree to Sato's bad idea!What the hell, the facial muscles are completely stiff from laughing, how much hyaluronic acid is needed to get it right!

The point is, Sato Kaede's piece of old bacon even dragged her outside to take pictures!

"Sato Kaede, are you enough!"

"Change the posture." Sato, who was immersed in the shooting, completely ignored Xia's dark face for a moment, and commanded, "Pick off the wings and take the scepter."

Xia smiled, took off the wings obediently, smiled, took the gleaming golden scepter, and then—without warning, swung the stick up.

Sato leaned back vigilantly, brushing the tip of his nose with the scepter, and swung it over.

Sato sighed, "Xia, respect the teacher! You..."

"what--"

A scream interrupted Sato's teasing and Shia's glaring.

The two looked at each other, and ran to the place where the screams came from - the administrative building.

Thanks to that scream, when the two arrived, the place was already full of onlookers.

Sato protected Shia and came to the front.

The first thing to lose sight of was a large pool of blood on the ground.

The deceased jumped from the top of a 10-storey building, lying on the ground in a prostrate position, his limbs twisted, and the wet blood on his brown curly hair was mixed with white unknown objects, which made people sick to his stomach.

"Has anyone called an ambulance?"

Shia squatted down and probed his neck with her index and middle fingers.

Sato followed behind Shia, holding her skirt carefully so as not to get stained by the blood on the ground, and turned around to ask, "Did someone call an ambulance?"

"called."

"It's useless." Xia got up, and glanced at the group of people who were either watching the show or frightened one by one with emotionless eyes, "Call the police."

"Call the police?"

"why?"

"Suicide?"

The word "alarm" made the chaotic scene even more noisy.

"I'll do it." Sato took out his phone from his pocket.

At this time, Jemini suddenly ran towards Xia through the crowd, his eyes glowed, "Xia, I just called the police!"

"Yeah." Shea turned her head and looked at the dead man again.

The eyes of a dead person should be dull and dull, but she saw a beam of light from them.

It was a poor man who had been walking in the dark for a long time, unable to restrain his instincts, and tried his best to pursue hope.

Like moths to a flame.

Tiny and powerless.