But this time Chu Yu was accompanied by a female detective with a short haircut. She originally looked indistinguishable from male to female, but 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The male protagonist is withdrawn, indifferent, and seems to be out of touch with the world.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 dangerous self-destructive 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.
In the end, he was forced into a desperate situation by himself.
The difference between genius and madness is just one thought.
The character around 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 appears cheerful and cheerful, but secretly he is sinister and cunning.
Chu Yu called a young police officer out and asked, "Did anything happen?"
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.
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.
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.
Li Cheng said okay, but stood there without any intention of moving.
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.
Standing alone in the corridor, Chu Yu would also rely on nicotine to resolve long-term stress.
Chu Yu finished smoking a cigarette, but 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.
Maybe it was because he was disguised so well that no one noticed Chu Yu's dark side, so it would be easy to clean up his innocence.
The interrogation room was shrouded in dazzling incandescent light. This cramped space seemed to make people unable to breathe.
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.
"
The ends of her eyes were stained with a delicate crimson, which was so faint that it looked like she had applied rouge unintentionally. You couldn't tell it at all if you didn't look carefully.
I tidied up my clothes casually,
"It's okay, I can't die."
I pressed my swollen and painful temples, and 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, weighed 45kg, and graduated from A University majoring in costume performance.
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 nodded, "It's normal. You can find a psychiatrist to help the witness calm his emotions. Is the portrait artist here?"
He is very simple, only wearing a thin white shirt, his figure is smooth and straight, his dark eyes are cold and clear, without any emotion, his temperament is as cold as ice, and he is repulsive to others.
The men were all sitting on the interrogation chairs, their fingers still shaking slightly.
Sunshine, sharp and sharp.
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."
Now working at Jialan Culture Media Co., Ltd., she is a well-known young model. She is from S city. Both her parents are 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 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."
Chu Yu entered the interrogation room, neatly dressed and with sharp eyes.
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.
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 male protagonist is not a portraitist in the traditional sense, but his painting skills are far beyond those of ordinary portraitists, and it is even more trivial to touch the bones and paint the skin.
Chu Yu nodded, and the little policeman went in again.
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 blood mass of 2 cm by 2.5 cm 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 case.
The second or third crime scene.”
The little policeman immediately said: "There is a traffic jam on the road, we should be there soon."
He is easily separated from the masses and seems to be out of tune with this noisy world.
Chu Yu looked at the message and felt dizzy. He licked his lips, which were slightly flaky due to dryness, and cheered up.
Chu Yu raised his eyebrows and silently asked him if he had anything else to do.
After speaking, Chu Yu patted Li Cheng on the shoulder and went to wash up.
As the sun rises, the sky turns white and becomes dawn.
The amber eyes were narrow and beautiful. They were not confused after waking up. They were calm and awake. They rubbed their messy short hair and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chu Yu was now fully awake, "Okay, I understand. Yesterday you said 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."
That face is very young, but no one doesn't know 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's the portrait artist?"
"Captain Chu, here we are." One of them gestured to the young man with his eyes.