Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 639 It turns out I'm an abstract artist

It wasn't that the master and apprentice were both pessimistic.

Because they are criminal police officers, their understanding of cases is far deeper than that of ordinary people.

Let me give you some data.

The national clearance rate for human trafficking cases is less than 60%, and this only applies to cases with "clear leads on human trafficking".

In some areas, the crime-solving rate is as low as 30%.

In third-tier cities and below, especially in the mountainous areas of the southwest, rural areas of the northeast, and grasslands of Inner Mongolia, the clearance rate for human trafficking cases is alarmingly low.

We've become accustomed to the joyous news of "children being found," but we fail to see the silence of 9,999 families.

"Why don't you give some suggestions to the headquarters?"

Now that it has been deduced that the seven girls were abducted, Lü Zhongxin felt it was necessary to report the situation to his superiors.

However, compared to his apprentice, he was somewhat insignificant.

According to rumors, the headquarters intends to send Yu Dazhang there, and has even already offered some conditions.

Therefore, Yu Dazhang's suggestion will definitely be taken seriously.

"Even if we were to offer suggestions, now wouldn't be the time."

Yu Dazhang pondered for a moment and said:

“How can we offer suggestions as soon as a case is taken over by the headquarters? Doesn’t that clearly show a lack of trust in them?”

He continued his analysis:

"Moreover, our investigative methods are quite similar."

"First, we used the city's surveillance network to track down the missing girl, and then we used technical means to deeply analyze the chat records in the social media software."

"They took over the case yesterday afternoon, and they probably already figured out it was a human trafficking case, so let's not worry about it."

He knew his master meant well and hoped to solve the case as soon as possible and rescue the missing girl.

But good intentions can sometimes lead to bad outcomes.

Especially within the system.

Whoever's case is responsible for it, and outsiders should interfere as little as possible.

To put it nicely, it's offering suggestions; to put it bluntly, it's interfering with the investigation.

"makes sense."

Lü Zhongxin shook his head helplessly:
"The headquarters never intended for us to be involved when they took over the case. Oh well, let's just focus on our own work."

The team already had quite a few cases of its own, not to mention that the kidnapping case had just ended, so the team members were able to breathe a sigh of relief.

That afternoon.

When Yu Dazhang and his master went out on fieldwork, they bought some pencils and drawing paper at a roadside stationery store. Later, on the owner's advice, they also bought erasers and pencil sharpeners.

Under Lü Zhongxin's surprised gaze, he explained that he recently wanted to learn sketching.

When Yu Dazhang returned home that evening, he declined Qu Tuotuo's invitation to go out.

After dinner, he locked himself in his room.

"It seems like they first drew a rough outline."

He was sharpening a pencil and muttering to himself, while recalling the faces he had seen during hypnosis.

I remember it very clearly, but just having it in my mind is useless. The most direct way is to draw out the faces of those people.

There are also criminal investigation sketch artists in Songhai, but Yu Dazhang doesn't want to ask for help for his own sake yet.

It's mainly because it's hard to explain.

These people are neither suspects nor fugitives at the moment, so it would be difficult to explain if asked.

So he wanted to try drawing it himself first, and if he could get a rough idea, he would find a skilled sketch artist to refine it.

This way, the system's own portrait artists won't have to do it themselves.

pity.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

In his mind, drawing a sketch was simple, but when he actually started drawing, he realized it wasn't what he thought at all. Half an hour later.

With gritted teeth and perseverance, he completed the first sketch.

"It's good in every way, except it's not quite human."

Yu Dazhang looked at his debut work and couldn't help but purse his lips.

The person in the drawing has distorted features and looks very awkward. No matter which angle you look at it from, it doesn't look like a normal human being.

"It turns out I'm an abstract artist."

Considering the issue of proficiency, he decided to try again, and so he began the second sketch.

This time, he clearly felt that he drew faster than the previous one, and the lines were smoother, but the drawing still didn't look like a person.

Yu Dazhang believed that he had no problem with his learning ability, and that he could master the art form of sketching entirely through self-study.

The lack of progress can only mean that his direction is wrong.

After a struggle with his thoughts, he took a deep breath, picked up his pencil again, and began his third sketch.

After finishing this drawing, Yu Dazhang finally realized that he didn't have any talent in this area.

If you really want to draw it, you can manage to do so, but the figure you draw will inevitably lack spirit.

The most important aspect of sketching is to vividly and realistically depict the expression and temperament of a person.

"I miss my colleagues in S Province a little."

The colleague he was referring to was actually Xia Bin.

That was the best forensic sketch artist he had ever met; the two had even collaborated before.

Unfortunately, it was too far away to help; even if Yu Dazhang wanted to ask Xia Bin for help, he couldn't do it in a short time.

If possible, he would continue investigating the serial disappearances from his previous life.

Although the disappearance case didn't happen in this life, I was imprisoned by the other party for nine and a half months, suffered all kinds of torture, and ended up getting so fat. Anyone would find it hard to swallow this insult.

He had tried to investigate before, but had no leads.

Now, with Ye Zhiyu's help, he has successfully recovered some of his memories and remembered the appearances of some people.

That's right, he only saw what a portion of the people looked like.

In his recovered memories, there were at least a dozen other people, but most of them never showed their faces.

It is worth noting that among the people whose faces were revealed, there was also a foreigner with brown hair, who appeared to be around forty years old and was wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Yu Dazhang was most impressed by him because, of all the people, only that foreigner had the most fervent gaze.

Focused, greedy, and insane.

That was the entirety of the emotions that foreigner displayed towards himself, sending chills down one's spine.

"This matter cannot be delayed; we need to find someone to draw the portrait as soon as possible."

As Yu Dazhang muttered to himself, he was also searching for a suitable candidate in his mind.

Memories fade over time. Just because he remembers them clearly now doesn't mean he'll remember them forever.

After a moment, he shook his head helplessly.

It's not appropriate to hire a portrait artist from Songhai, since I work in Songhai myself, and if word gets out, it could easily cause misunderstandings.

Therefore, it would be best to ask someone outside of Songhai for help, and after thinking it over, Xia Bin is the most suitable.

First, S Province is very close to Songhai.

Secondly, Xia Bin's skill level is also top-notch.

After making up his mind, he put away his drawing paper and threw his three abstract works into the trash can.

Two days later, a large team arrived.

Yu Dazhang had just returned to the team with his master when he received a call from Li Jun.

"Come to the detachment, now."

The tone was unquestionable; Yu Dazhang didn't even have a chance to reply before the other party hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)