His painting skills also surprised him. He just took a look at him at night, and even wrote down the other person's faces and then drew them clearly... It was really amazing!

"This portrait is a man with a Hongkou accent. He was injured. It should be on his waist. When he got off the motorcycle, he consciously covered his right waist." Ye Jian handed the side sketch in his hand to him, "There are three more, wait for me."

Ye Jian, who was intent, even his eyes were cold. When the pencil was tracing, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes. "I checked the injured man's pistol, the QSZ92 semi-automatic pistol, a total of fifteen bullets, only one shot."

"If this bullet hit the man with a Hong accent..., the other party should still be in the hotel and will not leave for the time being."

The QSZ92 semi-automatic pistol is a DAP92 9mm hard steel core ordinary bullet. The bullet has a low shooting density and strong penetration force so that it can penetrate 1.3mm thick helmet steel plates at a distance of 50 meters, and it can still penetrate 50mm thick pine wood boards, while other pistol bullets cannot penetrate the steel plates.

Just based on this point, if the other party is really shot, all he has to do now is to stop the bleeding and then transfer it!

Xia Jinyuan's sharp gaze was already looking back and forth on Ye Jian's face for a few times. Then, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "It seems that he has learned a lot in the army, and he knows this."

"There are two portraits left, which can be completed within four minutes? OK?" Assuming her cold and calm gaze, Xia Jinyuan decided to change his coaxing tone to avoid letting the little girl have any objections to her.

Mr. Xia, who has lived for twenty years and has always been the face of others, never thought that he would have to look at the face of a little girl in a small village.

The cold tone suddenly became soft and soft, which made Ye Jian feel a little uncomfortable. He raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, "The other four are all side faces. I'll try to see if they can get their front face."

"Since you are the target person, don't you have any information about him? Don't you even have a photo?"

Her pencil was not stopped, and she was rustling on the paper, but the targeted questions were asked one by one, "Although I don't know how you arranged it, I alarmed the target person and injured my comrades. This is the mistake of the decision-maker above."

...

The remaining paintings were still being painted, and Xia Jinyuan beside him was still silent. If it weren't for his strong aura that was unignorable, he would have thought he had already left.

"You are right, it was my mistake. I think Jiang Taigong hooked fish, and in the end... there will be no next time!" He said with a slightly cold look, and gradually the voice became completely low. He took the sketch of the front from the side portrait and then pushed the picture to draw the front. Xia Jinyuan looked at Ye Jian in surprise again, "Every time you meet, you can give me a surprise."

Rolling up the homework paper, looking at her with a cold look in her handsome face, and reminded her: "It may not be peaceful tonight. Stay in the camp and don't walk around."

Ye Jian put down his pencil, looked at him with a steady look, frowned and said worriedly: "How did you enter the hotel? Liao Jian's father has already gone."

"Don't worry, we will make arrangements and no more comrades will be injured." Xia Jinyuan nodded slightly to Ye Jian, cold and hard, and firm and solemnly made such a promise.
Chapter completed!