119 Don’t Judge a Book by its Cover
In the interrogation room, Yu Niaoniao sat behind the table. There was ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.
She was fiddling with her brush when she heard footsteps. She immediately looked up and saw the Eagle Guards dragging a young man in.
The man looked to be in his twenties. His clothes were very luxurious, and there were only a few small superficial wounds on his body.
But he looked terrified. His face was so pale that there was no color in it. His pupils remained constricted.
He was like a frightened bird. Any movement could scare him out of his wits.
Especially when he saw Lo Pingsha. His knees buckled and he fell to the ground in a sorry state. He shuddered as if he had seen a terrifying demon.
“I’ll confess. I’ll confess everything. Don’t torture me anymore.”
This person was the heir of Prince Min’s Mansion, Shen Xu.
In just two days, the arrogance and edges on his body had been completely worn down. His mind was almost broken, and he no longer had his usual overbearingness.
Yu Niaoniao could not help but look at Lo Pingsha.
He had a baby face and fair skin. He looked much younger than he was. Those who did not know better would think that he was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man.
However, such a delicate and cute young man could torture the heir of Prince Min’s Estate until he broke down.
It really did answer the old saying that you can’t judge a book by its cover.
Lo Pingsha’s face was stern and his voice was cold.
“Describe Li Qiao’s appearance in detail again. If there are any characteristics of him, you have to tell them one by one. You can’t hide it.”
Shen Xu hurriedly nodded. “Alright, I’ll tell you everything I know. As long as you stop torturing me, I’ll do anything!”
Then, he began to describe Li Qiao’s appearance.
Yu Niaoniao was not in a hurry to start writing.
She waited patiently for him to finish before asking.
“You said that Li Qiao’s eyes were neither big nor small. These are the kind of eyes that are very common. Let me ask you. What was Li Qiao’s eye shape? Were the corners of his eyes sharp or blunt? Were the ends pulled down or tilted up? Did he have bags under his eyes? Were there dark circles under his eyes? Were his eyelashes long? What about his eye sockets? Were they deep or shallow?”
Faced with this series of questions, Shen Xu could not help but be stunned.
Lo Pingsha reminded him coldly, “Answer!”
Shen Xu shivered in fear and suddenly came back to her senses.
He spoke as he tried to remember what Li Qiao looked like.
“The corners of his eyes are sharp. They’re a little pulled down…”
While Shen Xu was describing, Yu Niaoniao began to draw.
She used a very thin cursive pen. The tip was dipped in ink and quickly hooked lines on the paper.
After Shen Xu finished speaking, Yu Niaoniao stopped drawing.
She put down her pen and picked up the drawing paper.
“Is it an eye like this?”
Shen Xu looked over and saw a pair of extremely vivid eyes drawn on the paper.
Even though those eyes did not have many characteristics, they still made Shen Xu think of Li Qiao.
His eyes widened involuntarily and he blurted out, “Yes! That’s what Li Qiao’s eyes look like!���
Lo Pingsha flinched slightly when he saw the eyes on the paper.
Her strokes were very delicate. There was no concept of ink painting at all, only complete realism.
This scalp-numbing sense of reality was unlike anything Lo Pingsha had ever seen before.
He suddenly realized that if this method could be popularized in the Justice Department, the efficiency of the Eagle Guards in capturing criminals in the future would be greatly increased.