Chapter 359: Portrait Artist: You Take This Portrait Artist Role

In the office computers, the police officers also collected evidence about this Money Laundering Gang.

It was a raid; the Money Laundering Gang never even reacted before being captured on the spot, and much of the evidence in the computers hadn't even been cleared yet.

After bringing the over eighty arrested money‑laundering suspects back to the Police Station, the Police interrogated them separately.

There were too many people to interrogate, and the Police were severely understaffed, so Xu Mo and Chen Ke also had to take part.

Because the criminal gang was large and they hadn't had time to prepare Confession Statements in advance, the interrogations proceeded unusually smoothly, with one after another of the psychologically weaker suspects pleading guilty and being sentenced.

Thus, they captured these people in the afternoon and finished the interrogations by evening.

From the suspects' statements, the Police learned that the over eighty people caught were only low‑level henchmen, hired merely to carry out tasks, all accomplices, none of them core members; the real big fish of the Money Laundering Gang were not among those captured at all.

Capturing only these low‑level henchmen is meaningless; the gang's core members were not arrested, and they can soon assemble another such team to continue their illegal activities.

Coincidentally, among those arrested was someone who had seen the gang's core members—a suited man who met Wang Hai at a coffee shop—who provided the Police with crucial information.

Interrogation Room.

"You say you were coerced?"

"Yes, I would never dare to take part in this illegal scheme," the suited man nodded, "but my wife and children are in their hands; they forced me to rent an office space, forced me to recruit for them..."

As he spoke, he reached out, tore open his shirt, and pointed to the wounds on his body, "Look, they beat me for this!"

Xu Mo caught the main point from that sentence.

"So you have seen the mastermind of this Money Laundering Gang?"

"I'm not sure whether the person I saw was the mastermind; I only met two of the men. Every month they would put a hood on me, then drive me to see my family, and we usually communicate via Wireless Earpiece."

"What do those two men look like? Can you describe them?" Li Yunfei asked.

"I can!"

Upon hearing that, Li Yunfei immediately summoned the Police Station's portrait artist.

The man began describing.

"One of them has a crew cut, is skinny, has small eyes—triangular eyes, single eyelids, and a slightly flat nose tip..."

As he described, the portrait artist drew.

"Like this?"

"No, the eyes need to be even smaller."

"Is it like this?"

"Still not right; it still doesn't feel quite right."

"..."

At the same time, a notification sound rang in Xu Mo's mind.

"You successfully captured criminal Wang Hai and earned a reward—Simulated Portrait Technique!"

Almost the instant the notification ended, a flood of Simulated Portrait techniques poured into Xu Mo's mind.

Xu Mo, who had previously known almost nothing about drawing, suddenly mastered the Simulated Portrait skill.

He could even mentally reconstruct the crew‑cut, triangular‑eyed appearance from the suited man's description.

Having nothing else to do, Xu Mo picked up the ballpoint pen on the table and began drawing on a blank page in his notebook.

He drew quickly and skillfully, sketching the basic outline of the triangular‑eyed face in just a few strokes.

At that moment, the local Police Station's portrait artist had just finished an eye and was drawing the nose.

"Does it look like this?"

The suited man examined it closely, then shook his head, "The person's nose is a bit flatter than this."

The portrait artist had to keep revising.

He finished the nose a second time, raised the sketch board, and showed the suited man, "How about this?"

The suited man still shook his head, "Not right, it's too flat..."

"Then I'll adjust it again."

At that moment, Xu Mo raised his notebook and faced the suited man: "Does this look like him?"

Upon hearing that, the revising portrait artist and Li Yunfei both looked up at Xu Mo, a bit stunned.

Xu Mo can draw portraits too?

Unlike the portrait artist, who in the same time had only completed the facial outline and one eye while the nose was still being revised, Xu Mo had already finished the entire face.

The suited man glanced at Xu Mo's portrait, nodded vigorously, "Exactly! That's it! Identical!"

Hearing this, Li Yunfei and the portrait artist in the Interrogation Room were even more stunned.

Xu Mo really got it right!?

The portrait artist lowered his head, glanced at his half‑finished work, then at Xu Mo's finished piece, felt a sudden shock, and slowly set down his drawing board and sketch pen, coughing awkwardly twice.

As a professional portrait artist, his expertise was instantly outclassed by an outsider...

Isn't that insulting? No, you, portrait artist, take over!

He only drew half, yet Xu Mo finished it, and not only was he fast, but he got it right on the first try with no revisions at all.

Consider that they were drawing a complete stranger they had never seen, relying only on the suited man's brief description, and Xu Mo nailed it on the first try—absurd!

"There's another one, the other guy is a bit chubby, also has a crew cut, and a scar on his face..." Seeing that Xu Mo had already drawn one, the suited man continued.

Xu Mo first tore the portrait he had just finished from the notebook, handed it to Li Yunfei, and then began drawing the second one.

After receiving the portrait, Li Yunfei immediately left the Interrogation Room; he needed to take the portrait to the Facial Database for a match and check the person's identity.

While Xu Mo was drawing, the portrait artist, unwilling to fall behind, grabbed a fresh sheet and started drawing.

Because he wanted to compare himself with Xu Mo, he kept glancing over at Xu Mo from time to time.

But when he looked, it was astonishing; the portrait artist found Xu Mo's speed unbelievably fast.

Clearly they were drawing someone he had never seen, only receiving facial features from others, yet Xu Mo's drawing speed surpassed even that of a live‑model sketch.

So, while the portrait artist had just begun to put pen to paper, Xu Mo had already finished most of it.

Damn, even a live‑model sketch doesn't go that fast! What kind of monster is this Xu Mo!? Which school did he graduate from? Looks like we might not need to draw a portrait ourselves this time… The portrait artist rubbed his nose, then simply set his pen down and stopped drawing.

He moved a chair closer to Xu Mo and began to watch Xu Mo's portrait carefully.

A minute later, Xu Mo finished.

He lifted the notebook again and asked, "Is it like this?"

"Yes! This one! Exactly this!" the man in a suit nodded again.

The portrait artist beside him swallowed in despair.

Getting it right once is one thing, but to have zero mistakes two times in a row…

Especially since Xu Mo didn't even use a sketching pencil; he used a ballpoint pen directly! How confident must he be in his portrait skill to dare that!