Mentioning this bag of ice cream, Li Yunfei felt a pang of heartache.
Originally, he had planned to buy some ice cream for Xu Mo and the rest of the police station to cool off, and also to let Xu Mo take a break and not be so hardworking. Before buying, he had specifically asked the shop assistant if there were any slightly more expensive ice creams. After all, Xu Mo was a guest, so it was only right to buy something more expensive for him to eat; otherwise, it would be inappropriate.
The shop assistant pointed out a brand of ice cream for him. When it came time to pay, Li Yunfei was dumbfounded—he never expected that this bag of ice cream would be so expensive! But the shop assistant was a pretty girl, and he didn't have the heart to put it back, so he gritted his teeth and paid for it...
After taking out the ice cream from the bag and handing one to Xu Mo and Zhang Sitong each, Li Yunfei couldn't help but pat Xu Mo on the shoulder: "Take a break, don't push yourself too hard."
"Thanks," Xu Mo said as he accepted the ice cream, then picked up the portrait he had already drawn from the table: "I've finished drawing it. Go ahead and try to compare it with the face database to see if there's anyone who matches."
"Finished?" Li Yunfei was initially stunned, then took the portrait from Xu Mo and examined it for a while.
"You take a rest first, I'll go and compare it!" After that, he hurried away with the portrait and the bag of ice cream that hadn't been distributed yet.
After Li Yunfei left, Zhang Sitong looked at Xu Mo again, blinking her beautiful big eyes.
"Are you here at the police station to help with the buried corpse case?"
"Yes," Xu Mo nodded.
"What were you doing just now? Drawing a face based on the shape of the bones?"
"Restoring the skin from the bones, reconstructing the appearance of the deceased based on the skull. The identity of the deceased hasn't been confirmed yet, so I'm trying to help restore the appearance."
Xu Mo's words confirmed Zhang Sitong's earlier guess. She had been wondering if Xu Mo was reconstructing the deceased's appearance from the skull. It turned out she was right; restoring the skin from the bones, it sounded so impressive!
The case that had occurred at their school, she naturally knew about it, which was why she had come to the police station to inquire about the progress of the investigation. In the previous few days, the police officers had been at a loss, unable to even confirm the identity of the deceased, let alone solve the case.
It was precisely because of this that the atmosphere in the police station had been very heavy. Without even knowing the identity of the deceased, how could they investigate the case? If Xu Mo could really restore the deceased's appearance, it would be a huge help to the police station!
Soon, Li Yunfei came running back excitedly: "It's incredible! The person you drew based on the skull really might be the deceased! I checked, and the girl you drew is from a neighboring city. She went missing ten years ago at the age of twenty. She's been missing for a full ten years and hasn't been found, most likely already deceased. All these details match the deceased's situation... If she's from a neighboring city, it makes sense why we couldn't find a match among the missing persons in our city from ten years ago. She wasn't from our city at all!"
As he spoke, Li Yunfei placed Xu Mo's drawing and the photo he had taken from the face database side by side for comparison: "Apart from the different hairstyle and a mole on the girl's face in the photo, everything else is exactly the same! Look!"
Zhang Sitong looked at the comparison and found that Xu Mo's drawing and the photo were indeed identical except for the different hairstyle and the mole on the girl's face in the photo. The eyes, nose, mouth, and face shape... it was unmistakably the same person!
She couldn't help but look at Xu Mo beside her. This was too impressive. Zhang Sitong had now become a loyal little fan of Xu Mo.
Just relying on a skull, he could conjure up a face, and this face could be matched in the face database rather than being a dead end. This showed that Xu Mo wasn't just drawing randomly; he had drawn correctly!
Moreover, the time of disappearance and age of the person in the drawing matched the deceased's details. Therefore, the person Xu Mo had drawn was most likely the deceased found in the small woods near the Police University's playground.
Upon hearing this news, the other police officers in the station were also shocked and gathered around.
"You've drawn it? Let me see!"
"Wow, you really could draw it?"
"Let me see, let me see, is it really the same?"
"..."
The officers who gathered around looked at Xu Mo's drawing and the photo in Li Yunfei's phone, and for a moment, they were all a bit dazed.
Even the police station's portrait artist widened his eyes, looking at Xu Mo and then at his drawing.
Wow... so Xu Mo wasn't bragging; he really could restore the deceased's appearance from just a skull!?
Where did he learn that? The portrait artist thought, I want to learn too!
"The person in the drawing and the person in the face database do look exactly the same, but, if I may speculate, is there a possibility that the person in the drawing is not the deceased but someone whose skull is identical to the deceased's, and she just happens to be a twenty-year-old girl who went missing ten years ago, not the deceased we are trying to investigate?" One officer quickly voiced his thoughts: "If the person Xu Mo drew isn't the deceased, then won't we be unable to uncover the truth by investigating this person?"
At this moment, the portrait artist spoke up.
"There's no such coincidence. Two skulls wouldn't be exactly the same. When I was studying at the art academy, I drew countless skulls and never saw two that were identical. You're just being pedantic."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other officers also nodded in agreement.
"There aren't even two identical leaves in the world, let alone two identical skulls."
"Exactly, where are all these coincidences coming from? The deceased should be the one Xu Mo drew. In my opinion, we should start our investigation from the person Xu Mo drew."
Seeing everyone agree, the officer who had spoken earlier scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed: "I said it was just a possibility, no other intention..."
...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
