Abandoned woman from a poor family, she is addicted to wealth

Chapter 128 Drawing the image of the suspect

Chapter 128 Drawing the image of the suspect
Lu Jiu touched Xiao Huzi's head and said softly, "Little Huzi is the bravest and the most powerful. I believe that even if he forgets for a while, he can remember the appearance of the bad guy and help uncle catch the bad guy, right?"

Little Huzi clenched his fists and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Lu Jiu picked up Xiaohuzi and put it on the chair, and pushed the pastry in front of him: "Think slowly, don't worry."

Little Huzi was eating the pastry, but his eyes fell on Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu smiled slightly, like the sunshine in the cold winter, warming into people's hearts.

Little Huzi seemed to be appeased, clenched his fists, closed his eyes and began to think hard.

Soon.

"Sister, I remembered!"

"Little Huzi is awesome!" Lu Jiu touched his head with a gentle voice: "What does a bad guy look like, please speak slowly, don't worry."

"He is about the same age as Daddy, with a thin face and not much flesh, but his eyes are big and fierce..."

While drawing, Lu Jiu asked, "Where's the eyebrows?"

"The eyebrows are thick and unlined, the nose is high and straight, the lips are thick, and there is a mole on the chin."

The head catcher couldn't help interrupting Xiao Huzi: "Didn't you say the mole was on your face last time?"

"I..." Little Huzi lowered his head and whispered, "I remember wrong!"

"You unlucky child!"

The head catcher was so angry that he wanted to beat the brat up. It took more than half a month to find out that the clue was wrong.

As soon as he raised his hand, two cold gazes fell on him almost at the same time, sending chills down his spine.

The head catcher couldn't help shivering, it's alright that the county magistrate's eyes are so scary, why even the eyes of a delicate and soft girl like Miss Lu make him terrified.

Lu Jiu patted the little tiger's head soothingly, with a gentle and pleasant voice: "Touch the head, don't be scared, tell sister, how big is the mole?"

"A mole the size of a mung bean."

Under Lu Jiu's reassurance, Xiao Huzi seemed to have opened up his chatterbox, and began to talk incessantly.

As long as Lu Jiu asked questions, he would answer them honestly.

The papers written by Lu Jiu were used up one by one, and Fu Lanqing signaled the boy to get the papers again.

The boy went to the study to get the rice paper, and Fu Lanqing quickly handed it over.

After talking for almost half an hour, Lu Jiu finally stopped writing.

Fu Lanqing looked at the used paper, some of which were a pair of eyes, some were a mouth, some were roughly a face, anyway, there were all parts of the facial features.

He couldn't help asking: "Are you ready?"

Lu Jiu looked at Fu Lanqing and asked, "Do you have a knife?"

"Have."

Fu Lanqing handed over a small knife.

Lu Jiu was sharpening the pencil, but her brain was running at high speed, and she gradually got a rough basic appearance. She continued to move the pen, writing like flying, very fast.

No one spoke, and they didn't even dare to breathe. Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Jiu's hand involuntarily, and there was only the rustling sound of a pencil falling on the paper.

Not long after, Lu Jiu stopped writing, picked up the drawing and showed it to Xiao Huzi, "Is it this person?"

"Yes, it's him!"

Little Huzi looked at the exact same face as the bad guy, and even the fierce expression was vivid, his mood suddenly became very agitated, and he couldn't help breaking down and crying: "He broke my father's leg~ "

He wanted to come out to save his father, but his father hugged the villain's thigh and shook his head at him, telling him not to come out. He didn't even dare to cry, his legs were already weak from fright.

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