But this time Chu Yu was accompanied by a female detective with a short haircut. She originally looked indistinguishable from male to female. After cutting her short hair, she was often misunderstood.
The male protagonist is a genius painter. As the saying goes, half of those who engage in art are lunatics.
The male protagonist is a typical example. He is only twenty years old and has already reached a height that many people cannot reach. That is a level that ordinary people cannot catch up with in their lifetime.
The male protagonist is withdrawn, indifferent, and seems to be out of touch with the world. In his eyes, there is only art. He would not eat or drink for a three-day painting until he fell into a coma.
When there is no inspiration for painting for a long time, irritability, restlessness, and self-destructive dangerous behaviors will also occur.
There is only painting in his world, which has long been inseparable from painting. Inspiration is his spiritual nourishment. If the nourishment disappears, he will also decline.
Eventually he was cornered by himself.
Genius and lunatic are just one thought apart.
The character of Chu Yu is a two-faced person. Because he has a backstage, he often rushes to perform, but when he encounters danger, he can run faster than anyone else. He is greedy for life and afraid of death, and has a very strong vanity.
On the surface, he seems sunny and cheerful, but in fact, he is sinister and cunning behind the scenes.
Maybe it was because he was so well disguised that no one noticed Chu Yu's dark side, so it was still very simple to clean up his innocence.
Pressing the swollen and painful temples, I kept recalling the deceased's information in my mind. The deceased's name was Shen Zhiyi, his stage name was Yu He, he was 165cm tall and weighed 45kg. He graduated from A University majoring in costume performance.
Now working at Jialan Culture Media Co., Ltd., she is a well-known young model. She is from S city. Her parents are both teachers. She has no bad reputation and good social relations. She has a boyfriend who works in a law firm in this city. , emotional stability.
Chu Yu looked at the message and felt his head was heavy. He licked his lips, which were slightly flaky due to dryness, and cheered up.
As the sun rises, the sky turns white and becomes dawn.
Li Cheng pushed open the door of Chu Yu's office and saw no one. He glanced around and saw the slender figure on the sofa. Li Cheng was shocked.
Chu Yu woke up instantly when she heard the movement. She sat up. The shirt on her body was wrinkled, but it still couldn't cover up the beautiful smooth lines under the shirt.
The ends of her eyes were stained with a delicate crimson, which was so faint that it looked like she had applied rouge accidentally. You couldn't tell it at all if you didn't look carefully.
The amber eyes were narrow and beautiful. She was not confused after waking up. She was calm and awake. She rubbed her messy short hair and said, "What's wrong?"
Li Cheng didn't know why, but he felt as if something had hit him in the heart. He scratched his head in embarrassment and his voice became softer unconsciously, "Team Chu, the forensic team has come out with the results. The time of death of the deceased." It was around 8 to 8:30 last night, which coincided with the time when the couple passed by yesterday. The ingredients of sleeping pills were detected in his body. There was a 2 cm by 2.5 cm blood mass on the back of his head, but it was not fatal. There was a tear in the internal mouth, but there was no male fluid. There was a pinhole on the inside of the left arm. Air was injected into the blood vessel to form an air embolism. This was the main cause of death. And it was discovered that this was not the first crime scene. This might be The second or third crime scene.”
Chu Yu is now fully awake, "Okay, I understand. You said yesterday that the man in the couple saw the murderer's face, and you are asking him to come over today and apply for a portrait artist in this field."
If she guessed correctly, the male protagonist was the apprentice of a famous portrait artist. Because the master had personal matters and could not come over, the male protagonist was asked to come.
The male protagonist is not a portrait artist in the traditional sense, but his painting skills are far beyond those of ordinary portrait artists. It is even more trivial to paint the skin and bones.
Li Cheng said okay, but stood there without any intention of moving.
Chu Yu raised his eyebrows and silently asked him if he had anything else to do.
Li Cheng looked at the bruises under Chu Yu's eyes and said worriedly, "Captain Chu, why don't you just squint on the sofa? Even a tough guy can't let you go through this."
Chu Yu's face was very pale, and the light red at the end of her eyes was really eye-catching. The sunlight spread over her body, giving her a halo.
Sunshine, sharp.
I arranged my clothes casually,
"It's okay, I can't die."
Chu Yu raised his hand and glanced at his watch and said, "Go and summon the witness from yesterday, and prepare the information that should be prepared."
After speaking, Chu Yu patted Li Cheng on the shoulder and went to wash up.
The interrogation room was shrouded in dazzling incandescent light, and people in this cramped space seemed unable to breathe.
After a night, the man's mental condition improved a little, but he was still in a stage of alertness and panic. Only if he experienced or witnessed something terrible would it leave such a big shadow.
Chu Yu entered the interrogation room, neatly dressed and with sharp eyes.
The men were all sitting on the interrogation chairs, their fingers still shaking slightly.
Chu Yu called a young police officer out and asked, "Did you find anything?"
The young police officer looked embarrassed, "There is no important information. The witnesses' words were confusing. One moment they said they saw the murderer clearly, and the next moment they said they couldn't. Now they said they had double eyelids, and the next moment they said they had single eyelids. They couldn't provide any useful information at all. "
Chu Yu nodded, "It's normal. Find a psychiatrist to help the witness calm his emotions. Is the portrait artist here?"
The little policeman immediately said: "There is a traffic jam on the road, we should be there soon."
Chu Yu nodded, and the little policeman went in again.
Standing alone in the corridor, Chu Yu would also rely on nicotine to resolve long-term stress.
She lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The taste of nicotine instantly filled her mouth, and the blue-white smoke covered her eyebrows.
Chu Yu finished smoking a cigarette and the portrait artist hadn't arrived yet. He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can. Just as he was about to make another call, he saw a figure approaching surrounded by a group of people.
Squinting her eyes, Chu Yu was not short-sighted, so she almost saw the young man who stood out among the crowd at a glance.
He was very simple, only wearing a thin white shirt, his figure was smooth and straight, his dark eyes were cold and clear, without any emotion, his temperament was as cold as ice, and he was repulsive to others.
He is easily separated from the masses, and he seems to be out of tune with this noisy world.
That face is very young, but no one knows it.
But the original owner didn't pay much attention to what was going on outside, so after those people came closer, he asked hesitantly, "Where is the portraitist?"
"Captain Chu, here we are." One of them gestured to the young man with his eyes.
Chu Yu was surprised, "So young?"
