Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 143
After Jing Chun heard this, he put aside the previous unhappiness, unfolded the drawing paper, and began to paint with the brush in his hand.

"What about the forehead?"

"The forehead is broad and flat, but it doesn't look old. Besides..." Liang Zijun's eyes noticed Jing Chun, and his serious and upright appearance really made Liang Zijun look at her more.

Jing Chun raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

Liang Zijun came to his senses and replied: "In addition...it's the ears, and the ears are a pair of wind-catching ears."

The sound of charcoal rubbing against paper, if listened carefully, inexplicably makes people feel tired.

"Where's his nose? Is it collapsed? Or is it firm?"

"No, the nose is flat."

Jing Chun stared at the painting and bit his left thumb unconsciously, "Where's the beard?"

"Goatee."

Jing Chun didn't stop writing, and the rustling sound danced with the charcoal pen.

Jing Chun frowned slightly and concentrated on painting.

Liang Zijun looked at Jing Chun's serious look and felt as if there was a halo around Jing Chun. He suddenly seemed to understand what Jing Chun said. Just like Jing Chun, her value is not limited to her ability to use. It is measured by money, and Jing Chun will never use money to measure himself.

After checking it three or four times, Master Ren's portrait was finally finalized.

Jing Chun couldn't help but take a deep breath and showed the portrait in front of Wang Ding, "Take a good look, is it the person in the painting?"

On the one hand, Wang Ding was amazed by Jing Chun's painting skills, and on the other hand, he was impressed by the resemblance between the characters in this portrait and the villain in his memory.

"It's been a long time," Wang Ding said with a trembling posture, "I don't know for a moment..."

Before Wang Ding could finish speaking, Jing Chun heard the procrastination in his words and interrupted directly: "You just say yes or no, similar or not?"

"It's a bit...like."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Chun felt extremely angry in her heart. She was so angry that a man who was half dead could still rape a woman. It was so shameless!
Liang Zijun looked quite unbelievable for a moment, then asked again: "Wang Ding, have you seen it clearly?"

"Master, yes, I have seen it clearly. Although I am a little impatient to get a specific look, I can still have a vague general idea. It does look like..."

Like ice falling to the bottom of the river, Liang Zijun immediately sank to the bottom of the river, but slowly surfaced again. He was prepared for a certain outcome in his heart, but he did not expect that this outcome would actually come.

"Well Painter," Liang Zijun looked at Jing Chun, trying his best to restrain his inner surprise, "Are you going to take Uncle Ren to Jingzhao Mansion for interrogation?"

These words are unnecessary, but anyone who is a suspect will come to Jingzhao Mansion.

But Jing Chun had other plans in mind. Han Yuyan might not be the only victim involved in this portrait...

When he thought of this, Jing Chun wanted to cut the evil man into pieces!

"Of course," Capt. Li blocked Liang Zijun's sight, "the subsequent matters will be dealt with by the torture chamber. This matter is a crime, and considering the relationship between Master Liang and Master Ren, Master Liang will naturally be dealt with in court. Please hide yourself, Master Liang, please rest assured."

It's not that Liang Zijun has anything to worry about. He is a businessman, and the only thing he can worry about is his own business. Although the relationship between Ren Liang and Liang's family is not harmonious now, at least nothing has caused any trouble, and now Mr. Ren Once the reputation of raping women is established, it will be absolutely impossible for the Liang family to escape safely.

One sells grain and the other sells salt. If anything happens to either one, it will inevitably affect the market conditions of the other.

If you don’t believe it, Liang Zijun must be the first to save the Liang family’s business from crisis!

Seeing that Liang Zijun was absent-minded, Capt. Li shouted a few more times. Only then did Liang Zijun react, but his expression was really not good-looking, "In this case, Liang will take a step forward and leave."

Li Captou originally intended to let A Ming deliver it, but Liang Zijun walked very fast. As soon as A Ming chased him out of the door, Liang Zijun disappeared.

In the prison, Jing Chun had already made another copy of the painting, packed it up and put it in his bag. He walked to the door without any explanation, but after only a few steps, he was stopped by Li. The head catcher stopped him.

"The well worker is going to report the case to Mr. Song. Where are you going?"

Jing Chun weighed the portrait in his bag and said, "I'll ask another person for a witness."

Li Captou naturally knew who Jing Chun was talking about, but he was suspicious and asked in a lower voice: "Is the well worker so sure that the girl from the Zheng family is related to this matter?"

Jing Chun nodded, but then shook his head, "I once saw Mrs. Ren going to Ms. Zheng's home. Although I'm not sure, I can't guarantee that it has nothing to do with this matter."

When Capt. Li saw the guards around, he followed Jing Chun to the outside of the prison. When he saw no one there, he relaxed his voice and said, "But you, the well worker, also know that the Zheng family girl is not willing to tell this matter." Speaking of which, didn’t you go here deliberately to annoy people? Let me tell you, if this matter is related to Miss Zheng, even if Miss Zheng is not told, Mr. Ren will still sentence her, and there is nothing wrong with Miss Zheng. If this matter is related to Miss Zheng, The girl has nothing to do with it, and if Miss Zheng is willing to rest assured, why do you need to expose someone’s scars?”

Jing Chun listened to this conclusive statement, but asked: "Captain Li, this is not what you said, it is not like your temperament."

"As a well worker, what should my Lao Li's attitude be?"

"At least in my opinion, Capt. Li doesn't have the kind of temperament that says, "It's better to do less than to do more." Capt. Li will indeed sympathize with Miss Zheng. Even if Miss Zheng doesn't want to, he won't ignore Miss Zheng's grievances. Isn’t innocence very important to Jingzhao Mansion?”

Li Butou smiled unconsciously, the smile was very weak, as if he had let go of a heavy burden, but unconsciously, his eyes were a little empty, and he looked absently at a brick and tile in Jingzhao Mansion.

Li Captou sighed: "Thank you to the well worker for seeing me. It is true that I, Old Li, did not want to save trouble by not investigating the case, but I was concerned about Miss Zheng's reputation. I was thinking, what if Miss Zheng was mine?" My child, am I willing to tell this matter openly? Even if I am the headhunter of Jingzhao Mansion, I cannot ignore the fear and grievances of the victims. After all, we cannot afford to pay for someone's life. "

"But, hiding it is not necessarily a good thing. Can you say that this matter will not be discovered again one day? Instead of enduring the daily fear, it is better to express this matter, then I don't think there will be anything in the future. scary."

Li Captou thought for a long time and asked softly, "Did the well worker forget why Han Yuyan jumped into the river?"

(End of this chapter)