Not every student who graduates from the police academy is proficient at sketching.
So Xia Baokun directly made a phone call, summoning a police officer from the criminal police team who is skilled at sketching.
Accordingly, based on Jiang Xiyue's verbal description, he quickly sketched out the portrait.
"Does it look like this?"
The police officer responsible for sketching handed over the completed portrait to Jiang Xiyue.
On the sketchbook, there was a young girl with delicate features, timid eyes, slightly furrowed brows, and even the action of her unconsciously pursing her lips, all depicted vividly as if seen with his own eyes.
"Yes, that's her, you've drawn it exactly like the person I saw," exclaimed Jiang Xiyue delightfully.
Then a hand reached out from the side and snatched it away.
Jiang Xiyue turned her head to see it was Xia Baokun, who was carefully examining the sketchbook in his hands.
