God arresting adults slapped in the face again

Chapter 339

Yin Qianhua continued: "If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. It is better to be more thorough in the calculation and preparation beforehand.

Since Wen Shuli said that he has a general direction, instead of looking directly at it, it is better for the yamen to talk about the general direction now, and everyone will help check it, and it is not too late to practice it. "

Wen Xiaoyun took a step forward and hurriedly echoed: "The words of the Tuiguan are in the heart of the subordinates.

Although my subordinates have solved several cases, it is better to be more cautious with such a big relationship this time.

With the magistrate, you and the Tuiguan being in charge, your subordinates will also have a better understanding. "

"Okay, okay," Wang Zhifu urged impatiently, "Scribe Wen has something to say quickly."

Wen Xiaojun and Yin Nuo looked at each other in the same way, and then said: "This subordinate has a general direction to investigate the case, and this direction is on both sides of the street where the crime was committed."

Yin Nuo frowned slightly, "You mean the murderer has connections with local merchants?"

Hearing this, Mr. Wang immediately recalled Wen Xiaojun's suggestion of blocking the streets.

At this moment, he regretted so much that his intestines were green, and he didn't block the street because of his carelessness.

Wen Xiaoyun continued: "Whether there is a connection or not, I dare not say now. I still need to restore all the details of the scene."

"How to restore it?" Wang Zhifu asked impatiently, "Do you want to go back to the scene now?"

Wen Xiaojun shook his head, "You don't need to go back to the scene, just restore it here."

Later, Yin Qianhua frowned, "How should Wen Shuli restore it?"

Wen Xiaoyun looked calm, "The subordinate was at the scene at the time, and all the process, the layout of the scene, and various characters are all in the mind of the subordinate. The subordinate can show all those scenes."

Wang Zhifu anxiously scratched his heart and liver, "What does Shuli Wen say?"

Wen Xiaoyun bowed and saluted, and replied respectfully: "Please prepare a few pieces of white paper for your subordinates, the bigger the better, with a few little wolf hairs drawn in white."

Mr. Wang immediately waved his hand, and hurriedly ordered to the side yamen servant: "Quick, according to the request of Wen Shuli, go to the warehouse to get it back."

The cat's ears at the side responded hastily, and quickly ran out of the house with a few yamen servants.

Not long after, Mao Er brought the yamen servants back in with paper rolls, pens, ink, paper and inkstones nearly one person tall, and a large painting table more than two meters long entered the room together.

When Wen Xiaoyun saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, all the blood in his body became excited.

In her previous life, she was inseparable from various drawing tools, electronic virtual, traditional physical ones, and she didn't know how much she had to draw every day.

But since she entered this dimension, she no longer had the time to calm down and draw a picture.

This time, just move her brain and hands.

Although there is only a brush for her to use now, it is not a problem at all for her who has a hard foundation for traditional Chinese painting.

She picked up the pen, dipped in the ink, closed her eyes, and recalled all the pictures from before the incident to the end of the crime in her mind.

Yin Nuo looked at Wen Xiaoyun's serious look, and unconsciously held his breath.

With such a rush of time, she should simply draw some schematic diagrams to circle the suspicious places.

Yin Nuo was still guessing, Wen Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly opened, shining brightly, bent down to write quickly.

This time, what Wen Xiaoyun wanted was to restore the scene to the maximum extent.

Just like modern photography technology, restore the scene as realistically as possible.

So she chose the drawing method of line drawing combined with sketching.

In fact, for real sketching, it is best to use a pencil.

But now there is no lead of sufficient quality, and the time is tight, so she has to use the smallest hook edge.

Fortunately, for her, painting is as comfortable as eating and drinking. After getting used to a few strokes, she quickly found the feeling.

On the first sheet of paper, she drew a panorama of the street where the water tanker and the truck collided.

First, there were shops on both sides of the street, and she recalled everything down to the signboards of each shop.

There were people on the steps of some shops. It was the customers and shopkeepers who heard the crash and came out to see the excitement.

There are passers-by walking under the steps of some shops, including men and women, old and young, and all of them stop and look at the scene of the accident.

Wen Xiaoyun walked like a dragon with the wolf hair in his hand, leaving thin black lines where the tip of the brush passed.

The black line is sometimes dense and sometimes thin, outlining the clothes and appearance of those pedestrians one by one.

Every detail is very real, even whether the pedestrians are carrying their bags or not, and whether there are sugar figurines in the children's hands are clearly depicted.

After finishing drawing the buildings and pedestrians, Wen Xiaojun frowned and walked around to the other end of the table, drawing two teams of colliding chariots and horses, who were knocked down, who fell into the water, and who were struggling in the water, They are all drawn clearly.

She held her breath here, mobilized all her strength and poured it into the brush in her hand, forgetting both things and me for a while.But it made everyone else in the room look stupid.

Wang Zhifu and Yin Qianhua, who has always been very determined, stepped down from the main seat in amazement, and came to Wen Xiaoyun to observe the masterpiece carefully.

Yin Nuo's eyes opened even wider.

(End of this chapter)