Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
And the level of this girl’s painting also surprised him. In the night, after glancing at those men, not only could she remember their faces, but she could paint them clearly. It was awesome!
“This is the portrait of the man with the Hongkou City accent. He has a wound, which should be on his waist. When he got off the motorcycle, he consciously put his hand on the right side of his waist.” Ye Jian handed this silhouette sketch to Xia Jinyuan’s hand. “There are three more. Wait a moment.”
Concentrated, the look in Ye Jian’s eyes was calm and cold. When the pencil in her hand was drawing, a faint cold glint flashed in her eyes. “I checked the wounded soldier’s pistol. It was a QSZ92 semi-automatic pistol with a total of fifteen bullets, and only one bullet was fired.”
“If this bullet hit the man who had the Hongkou accent, then he should still be in the hotel for the time being.”
The QSZ92 semi-automatic pistol, from the DAP92 series, was equipped with the 9mm hard steel core ordinary bullets. This kind of bullet had a small shooting intensity and was so powerful that, at a distance of 50 meters, it could penetrate through a 50mm thick pine board after hitting through a 1.3mm thick helmet steel plate, while no other pistol bullet could penetrate the steel plate.
Judging from this aspect, if the suspect was hit by the gun, what he had to do right now was to stop bleeding before moving to somewhere else!
Xia Jinyuan’s sharp eyes had been examining Ye Jian’s face up and down several times. Later, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. “It seems that you have learned a lot in the army. You even know this.”
“There are two more portraits to draw. Complete them in four minutes, ok?” As Xia Jinyuan noticed the calm and cold look in Ye Jian’s eyes, he decided to adopt a comforting tone to inquire her, so as not to let this little girl have opinions of him.
Usually, it was the people surrounding the 20-year-old Xia Jinyuan that had to carefully observe his words and expressions. Never had he thought that he would need to closely watch the expressions of a little girl from a small village.
His suddenly softened tone made Ye Jian somewhat bewildered. After raising her head and glancing at him, she lowered her head indifferently. “The other four are the portraits of their side faces. I will try to see if I can recollect their faces from the frontal view.”
“Since they are your targets, don’t you have their information? Not even a photo?”
While she was asking one after another of specific questions, she didn’t stop painting, “I was not aware of your arrangements, but the targets were alarmed and your comrade was injured. It was the mistake of the decision maker.”
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She continued drawing the rest of the portraits. Beside her, Xia Jinyuan remained silent. Were it not for his too-formidable-to-be-ignored energy, she would have thought he had left already.
“You are right, it was my mistake. I was hoping that the suspects could take the bait, but as it turned out... I won’t make such a mistake next time!” He said in a slightly cold tone and expression. Gradually, his voice became a completely low-pitched one. Taking the frontal-image sketches deduced from the side-face portraits, Xia Jinyuan, amazed, once again looked at Ye Jian and said, “You surprise me every time we meet.”
Rolling up the homework paper, he looked at Ye Jian with a stern expression on his handsome face. He reminded her, “It may not be peaceful tonight. Stay in the camp, don’t walk around.”
Ye Jian put down the pencil and gazed at him. Frowning, she said with concern, “How are you going to enter the hotel? Liao Jian’s father is there already.”
“Rest assured. We will manage. No more comrades will be injured.” Xia Jinyuan slightly nodded at Ye Jian. With the determined and solemn expressions on his face, it seemed like he was making a promise to her.
The look in his eyes once again warned Ye Jian not to walk out of the camp. And then, he turned around and left the dormitory.