Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 187

Ai Xiaoqi has always been able to endure it, but now she looks at him with a strange look.

Is it because the beating was too light and he didn't remember it?

But when he saw that Yang Fan's teeth were covered with blood after being beaten by Hou Yong, he felt very sorry for him and became temperate.

"Anything else? Officer Yang?"

Feng Yao glanced at him dangerously.

Yang Fan was not so strong this time, but negotiated instead.

"Ms. Ai, witnesses said that there were five people in the kidnapping group."

Speaking of this, Yang Fan felt a little embarrassed.

You put four of them in the intensive care unit, and they are still unconscious, so the key to solving the case falls on the fifth person."

He was afraid that Ai Xiaoqi would not agree, so he directly brought up the branch office he was in charge of.

"Our bureau wants you to cooperate and tell us what the escapee looks like. We will ask a professional painter to draw a portrait and identify the perpetrator."

Hou Yong wanted to die. When did he ever ask Ai Xiaoqi to cooperate with the work? This Yang Fan was too bold to act on his own.

Ai Xiaoqi was so angry that she laughed. Even in such a situation, he still wanted to solve the case! What a good policeman.

Feng Yao also felt that he was an indestructible cockroach, but since he bullied Xiao Qi, he should still be punished.

"Director Hou, detaining good citizens without permission is an abuse of power. The public security in East Lake is not good, so send him to take care of it."

"Yes, Mr. Feng." Hou Yong felt sorry for Yang Fan in his heart. Donghu was the most chaotic place in Beijing. It was the place where gangs dueled and fought. No one from the Tissue Police Force dared to ask about it.

Yang Fan didn't care about this at all and just continued talking to Ai Xiaoqi: "Miss Ai, think carefully, do you remember?"

Ai Xiaoqi nodded: "I remember, I can help."

Feng Yao pulled Ai Xiaoqi's hand dissatisfiedly and asked her to follow him.

Ai Xiaoqi whispered beside him: "They want to kidnap Xixi, and I also want to solve the case quickly."

When they heard it was Xixi, their faces turned grim. Liao Mang spoke first: "Brother Yao, let's go see Xixi."

Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi deeply and whispered, "Come back soon."

Ai Xiaoqi nodded in agreement.

"Miss Ai, please sit on the chair and think about it slowly. When the painter comes, we will start."

Yang Fan and Hou Yong started to get busy inside and outside the police station. Ai Xiaoqi stayed in the police station for more than an hour before he saw a trembling figure wearing glasses and looking old walking into the police station.

Hou Yong introduced, "This is Director Li, the head of the Fine Arts Department of your B University."

Ai Xiaoqi nodded respectfully and said, "Hello, Director Li. I am Ai Xiaoqi from the Medical Department of B University."

Director Li seemed to have never heard of Ai Xiaoqi's name. He just greeted her politely: "Hello, classmate Ai."

Ai Xiaoqi felt a lot more relaxed because her reputation was mostly bad, and she had less good ones, so she didn't have the best impression of this professor.

Director Li adjusted his hair, adjusted his glasses, opened his own easel, and used an ordinary pencil.

After a series of slow motions, he said calmly, "Student Ai, let's get started!"

Ai Xiaoqi could only shake his head, what a kind old man.

This person has an oval face, and the painting was done slowly with a few strokes.

What appeared in front of Ai Xiaoqi was a standard Asian Chinese oval face, which really showed some kung fu skills.

"Single eyelids, slightly upturned corners."

"Well, Director Li, the corners of your eyes should be raised a little more. Yes, that's it."

"The lips are very thin, and the corners of the mouth are not clear." Ai Xiaoqi yawned and cooperated with Director Li in slow motion.

An hour later, the painting took shape.

Director Li waved to the busy Yang Fan.

Yang Fan trotted over and asked, "What's the matter, Director Li?"

"Ah... young man, this painting will take some time to complete. I want to take a leave. I have severe diabetes. You see..."

Director Li raised his wrist and pointed at his watch: "Look, I should exercise now."

Yang Fan was very busy, so he readily agreed: "Go ahead, it's not urgent, just finish it today." Then he trotted back.

Director Li looked at Ai Xiaoqi apologetically: "I'm sorry, Ai, I won't be back for an hour."

Ai Xiaoqi was speechless and forced a smile. Why are you arguing with a patient? She had no choice but to endure it.

"It's okay, Director Li, go ahead!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and the policemen in front of her hurried past one by one, and no one paid any attention to her.

Ai Xiaoqi puffed up her cheeks and let out a long sigh.

Open Director Li’s drawing board.

Picking up the ordinary pencil, I listlessly helped Director Li to outline the details, one stroke, two strokes... to pass the time.

Mission sketching was a compulsory course for her as a killer. Ever since her physical ability increased a hundredfold, she had never practiced this trivial skill.

I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. Only half the time had passed. Director Li would not be back for another half an hour.

Ai Xiaoqi was nitpicking on the already perfect portrait.

In the last ten minutes, Ai Xiaoqi was at her wit's end and looked towards the door anxiously, but Director Li did not show up.

He took out his cell phone, took a selfie of the portrait, and sent it to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao replied: "Let's have dinner together tonight."

Seven: "OKjpg."

Director Li was very punctual. He returned to his seat with a staggering gait exactly one hour later.

"Sorry, Ai-san, I kept you waiting."

Ai Xiaoqi's smile had already froze, and she thought to herself, "Hurry up! Old man, Feng Yao asked me out for dinner, you must be embarrassed to break up a couple and miss out on such a beautiful occasion!"

Director Li wiped his hair, which was only a few strands left, rolled up his sleeves, sat on the chair, and crossed his legs.

Ai Xiaoqi closed her eyes and wondered why there were so many fake moves.

In the meantime, Director Li leisurely held the pencil between his index and middle fingers.

Open the easel.

The next action scared Ai Xiaoqi.

Director Li stared at the painting in horror, then suddenly, holding onto his glasses, he moved closer. His movements stopped, time stopped, and Director Li remained motionless.

Director Li gasped.

Ai Xiaoqi was so worried that she shouted, "Director Li, what's wrong with you?"

The sound was quite loud, and since Director Li was a national treasure invited by the police station, all the police officers gathered around him.

Hou Yong approached Director Li and asked softly, "Teacher Li, what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, Director Li opened the easel and pressed it hard on the table.

He loudly questioned Ai Xiaoqi: "Who moved my painting just now?"

Ai Xiaoqi didn't expect that she just drew a few strokes to kill time, but ended up doing more harm than good. She quickly apologized: "Director Li, don't be angry. I... didn't mean to. I was just bored here so I drew a few strokes for you."

Director Li became even more excited, his breathing became rapid, his voice trembled, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Ai... classmate, you said, did you draw this?"

Ai Xiaoqi grinned awkwardly: "I'm sorry! Director Li, I..."

Director Li grabbed Ai Xiaoqi's wrists and said, "Student Ai, where did you learn to paint?"

"I... I learned it by myself. Any questions? Director Li?"

Director Li is no longer indifferent. He is like an awakened monk, enthusiastic and full of fighting spirit.

"I sincerely invite you to join our art department. All the resources of our art department are open to you. As long as you can come, I am willing to let you be the dean of the department."

Everyone was shocked by Director Li's words and turned their attention to the painting on the table.

I can't move my eyes away anymore.