Chapter 388: Police Officer: We've Got the Right Person

"Ah! You mean her!" the young man shook his head. "I've only seen her once, but I don't know her."

"…If you don't know her, what are you calling her?" Xu Mo gave him a glance. "Do you still remember her appearance?"

"I remember." the young man answered truthfully.

"Describe her for me."

The young man thought carefully for a moment, then slowly began to speak.

"A melon‑seed face, pale and skinny, long thin eyebrows, peach‑blossom eyes, a tiny nose, and a small mouth…"

Xu Mo stayed silent, just listening to the young man's description of the deceased's looks.

When he finished, Xu Mo finally spoke, "Does the shop have paper and pens?"

The latter shook his head like a tambourine.

"Paper and pens? I never bought those when I was in school! Do they even exist now?" the young man thought.

Xu Mo looked around the shop and finally fixed his gaze on a tablet placed on the counter.

"Can I borrow the tablet for a moment?"

"Umm… you can."

The young man unlocked the tablet and handed it to Xu Mo.

"Thanks." Xu Mo took the tablet, removed the stylus attached to it, opened the drawing software, and began sketching a portrait.

The portrait‑simulation skill, which he had received as a System Reward back in Fu Sheng, turned out to be handy this time.

The several police officers who followed Xu Mo were completely at a loss.

They kept looking at each other, having no clue what Xu Mo was actually doing.

What does the Team Leader want to do?

Why is he opening the drawing software?

He can't be planning to draw a portrait based on the young man's description… that can't be, and nobody's heard the Team Leader has such a skill.

Of course Xu Mo didn't know what the officers were thinking; he was just focused on the portrait.

With a few swift strokes, Xu Mo outlined the deceased's face shape and the general contours of the features, then continued refining the facial details.

The officers: "???"

He's really drawing a portrait!

The Team Leader can do this? He never showed it before!

At that moment, everyone felt deep surprise, coupled with a sense of self‑shame.

As police officers, look at him… He'd been in the force only a short time yet repeatedly cracked Major Cases, rose rapidly, transforming from a despised "Relationship Household" into a Squad Leader; now everyone respects him and no one dares to object.

As for himself? He knows nothing! He has almost no marketable skills.

Of course, besides all that, the officers also felt another thing: they've got the right person!

Sometimes choices are extremely important.

By following Xu Mo, they can occasionally reap some benefits and share credit; after all, they're now in the same Squad, sharing glory and loss together.

After a short while, Xu Mo finished the portrait and held up the tablet for the young man to see.

"Is this her?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's it!" the young man nodded vigorously.

Xu Mo handed the tablet back to the young man: "Please capture a screenshot and send it to me."

"Alright, officer."

After receiving the screenshot, Xu Mo forwarded it to the officer on duty at the Police Station, asking him to compare it against the Facial Database for the woman's information.

Five minutes later, the result came back.

The deceased was named Liang Xin Yue; her father, Liang Ping, lives in a residential complex near the Seafood Market.

Worth noting, after the check, the officer also found a full‑body photo of Liang Ping and sent it to Xu Mo.

"Isn't this the man we were tracking on the Seafood Market's surveillance footage?" Li Chen exclaimed with joy upon seeing the photo.

Xu Mo's earlier conjecture was correct; their investigative direction was right.

Liang Ping's build matched exactly the man captured by the Seafood Market's cameras; he was the one who tossed a bag of Ankang fish into the market's trash bin.

Now they can arrest him!

With detailed information, the arrest is a breeze.

The comrades at the Police Station used Sky Net to check Liang Ping's current location; the query revealed that Liang Ping entered the High‑Speed Rail Station ten minutes ago, but hasn't boarded yet, and his ticket purchased with his ID won't depart for a while.

"This old fool killed someone and still wants to run; where does he think he can go?" Chen Ke sneered.

Earlier, catching Liang Ping would have required some effort, but now that they know he's at the High‑Speed Rail Station, it's straightforward.

The High‑Speed Rail Station has on‑duty police, and even the train itself has transit police; they're all under the same system, so a simple heads‑up suffices to make an arrest.

After greeting the officers at the station, Xu Mo and his party set off for the High‑Speed Rail Station.

Yangcheng South Station.

A man wearing a duck‑bill cap and a mask was waiting in the departure hall, his head bowed low, clutching a bag, slouched in a chair; a passerby might think he was sleeping.

The on‑duty police inside the High‑Speed Rail Station received Xu Mo's call and began searching the departure hall for Liang Ping.

Because Liang Ping was wearing a duck‑bill cap and the hall was crowded, they didn't spot him immediately.

Yet Liang Ping had already sensed something amiss.

These officers were probably looking for him!

He pressed his hand against the brim, pulling it lower for a bit of reassurance.

"Did you see him?"

"We haven't found him; haven't you?"

"No, there are too many people; my eyes are about to go blurry."

"Eh… you all look at that guy wearing a duckbill cap; the brim is pressed so low—could it be him?" The police officer noticed Liang Ping, who was wearing a duckbill cap.

"Go take a look; the hat is pressed that low, seems a bit suspicious."

A few of them walked over.

To avoid a mix‑up, they didn't immediately pin the person down as soon as they arrived.

"Sir…"

In the next second, the middle‑aged man in the duckbill cap sprang up, hurled the bag he was clutching at several police officers, vaulted over the seat and bolted.

"That's him! Chase!" The officers stared blankly for a half‑second, then immediately gave chase.

One side ran, the other pursued, and the waiting hall erupted in a commotion.

The Onlookers, though unaware of the situation, almost all dared not step forward recklessly; they merely kept out of the way.

That actually saved Liang Ping; even though the waiting hall was crowded, he could ignore most people and run.

During his escape, if someone blocked his path without moving, he would simply push them down, making it hard on the police officers chasing him from behind.

After all that, the gap between Liang Ping and the officers kept widening; he managed to reach the railing at the edge of the waiting hall, flipped and leapt out.

Meanwhile.

Xu Mo and his group also arrived at Yangcheng South Station, parked the car, and were about to open the door to get out when a man suddenly rushed out from ahead.

He snatched the car key from Xu Mo's hand, and that wasn't all; the man also gave Xu Mo a hard shove, saying, "Get out of the way!"