Chapter 356 The Studio Directly Connected to the Underworld

Upon arriving at the crime scene, Bai Nuo found the place where the eyewitness had been hiding on the day of the incident. She squatted down and stared at the spot where the incident had occurred, remaining motionless, occasionally scribbling in her sketchbook.

Qiu Jun quietly stood guard nearby. There were other things to do in the team, and Liu Yanan was, after all, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team. It wasn't appropriate for her to go to the scene with him at this time, so he had to stay at the station.

"Captain Qiu, do you remember the position of the moon at that time, and the weather that night? Were there any clouds blocking the light?" About twenty minutes later, Bai Nuo looked up at Qiu Jun and asked softly.

"This...is related too?"

Qiu Junwei considers himself a rough man. Although he studied for more than ten years and worked as a criminal police officer for ten years, he may not have achieved a high level of cultural accomplishment, but he is definitely not illiterate. However, when it comes to art knowledge such as painting, he really knows nothing about it and has no idea what the connection is.

Bai Nuo smiled and nodded, patiently explaining: "The witness was crouching in this position, about seven or eight meters away from the suspect. In addition, both sides were at a corner, and at different angles, there was already a certain visual difference between the two people. Furthermore, the alley was quite dark after nightfall, which amplified the visual impact. It could even make the face appear different, to the point that it could visually make the other person look like a different face."

Light also directly affects visual distortion. To accurately depict a suspect's true face, one must consider these factors and adjust the angle to the most favorable perspective.

Qiu Jun's head was buzzing; he felt like he didn't understand, yet he also felt like he did.

However, none of that matters. As long as Bai Ke, the newcomer to their criminal investigation technology department, can draw people and make him memorize these art knowledge, he won't say a word.

"Wait a moment while I think about it. This place isn't far from our bureau, and I sometimes come here at night." Qiu Jun said while carefully recalling that the weather had been quite nice lately, and the moonlight trails were pretty much the same every night.

Based on past experience, and considering the timeframes reported by witnesses...

Qiu Jun pointed to a spot in the sky and said, "It was around this spot. When the witness saw the suspect that night, the moonlight was around this spot. The weather was nice, cloudless, and there were many stars. Yes, that's right. That night, I was on the night shift with some colleagues, and we were chatting in the yard. I even looked at the stars for a while."

Bai Nuo followed Qiu Jun's hand and looked up at the sky. Then she imagined the situation that night and the shadows that would appear when the moonlight shone on the ground into the alley.

"Okay, thank you, Captain Qiu."

"No need, no need, it's Bai Ke who has gone to trouble."

Bai Nuo squatted down and drew for about ten minutes. His pen moved quickly, turning to a new page every few minutes. Each drawing looked the same, but there seemed to be many subtle differences.

But each page has a dark and gloomy style, and the content is a dim alley with a figure standing at a corner, whose face gradually becomes clear from blurry.

Qiu Jun stared at it for a long time but still couldn't understand it, especially since Bai Nuo's drawing was basically of the alley they were in at night, but there was a person in it, but... he couldn't see the face at all.

However, Qiu Jun was never an autocratic or arbitrary leader. He firmly believed in the principle that professional matters should be left to professionals, and that laymen should do more and talk less, and should never give orders blindly, otherwise they would not only lose face, but also cause trouble.

Therefore, even if Qiu Jun didn't understand, he should just shut up and wait for things to get out of hand.

Moreover, they currently have far too few clues. It's understandable that Bai Nuo couldn't draw a picture based solely on the vague descriptions given by the eyewitnesses.

He was anxious, but it was understandable!

After Bai Nuo put down her pen and stood up, she smiled and looked at Qiu Jun. In the short time they had been together, they hadn't had much interaction, but she had already basically figured out the personality of this criminal investigation captain.

I must say, it's very comfortable to work with someone like that.

Rational, composed, and principled; polite and respectful of boundaries; and when dealing with unfamiliar circles, they will seek to understand them and politely inquire without being offensive, but they will not be overly intrusive.

Anyone would feel comfortable and more motivated to work if they had a colleague like that.

Bai Nuo is very patient with people like this and never makes things difficult for them.

At that moment, Bai Nuo readily gave the other party a time limit.

"Captain, everything's settled on my end. I can hand over the portrait to you first thing tomorrow morning after we get back to the station."

"It can be done tomorrow!"

"That's right. Due to visual distortion, to draw the true appearance of a criminal suspect, we have to refine and correct it bit by bit, so it will take a while. The earliest we can do it is tomorrow morning."

Judging from Bai Nuo's confident demeanor, it seemed as if the sketch he would produce tomorrow morning would definitely be of the real suspect.

Qiu Jun felt he should have been suspicious, but for some reason, looking into the bright, sparkling eyes of the girl in front of him who was not yet eighteen, his heart immediately calmed down.

An inexplicable sense of trust arises spontaneously and irresistibly.

Qiu Jun is also a straightforward person. Having worked as a criminal investigator for so many years, he has always trusted his intuition.

His intuition told him that if this overly young criminal investigation technician was trustworthy, then he must be trustworthy.

"Okay, let's go back now. Lao Baike, you've worked hard. Once the case is solved, I'll definitely go to the director to ask for your commendation."

Bai Nuo smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

The two quickly drove back to the station. Once there, Bai Nuo simply told Liu Yanan that he wouldn't be going back that night and asked her to tell Fang Meng in the afternoon before heading straight into his studio.

Inside the studio, two large windows were bright and clear, with blackout curtains that Bai Nuo had arranged beforehand.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut, and two warm yellow lights were on in the room. An easel was placed around the left side, and a little girl wearing a white collared shirt and black trousers was sitting on a high chair.

Her long, slender fingers unconsciously twirled a paintbrush, and her shoulder-length hair was casually coiled behind her head with a pencil.

On a small square table next to it, which is used to distribute tools, a small, white skull was being held in the hands of a little girl. It looked like a particularly large and fine walnut for collecting and playing with, or perhaps it was the little girl's source of inspiration. Her left hand would unconsciously twirl the skull for a while, and then her right hand, holding a paintbrush, would make a few strokes on the drawing board.

Add to that the warm yellow lighting, the row of skulls of different sizes on the storage shelf behind him, and a complete skeleton next to him.

The entire studio has a sinister feel, as if it leads directly to the underworld.