Xiaoqin, what are you doing? There are four criminals snatching cell phones, yes, but you don’t need to draw them as four Ninja Turtles.

The policeman's face turned purple. Counting from left to right, the colors were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.

Moreover, these four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are not very well drawn. Their heads are very big and their bodies are very small. Their basic structure is like two potatoes, one large and one small, stacked together, and then they have dissonant facial features and limbs.

The expressions of the four turtles are particularly naughty. Each one is more naughty than the other, and each one needs a beating more than the other. Just talking about their expressions, they are somewhat similar to those criminals.

The problem is that portraits of suspects are not just about similar expressions. According to the sketch of the suspect you provided, do our people's police have to travel across the ocean to arrest criminals in the sewers of New York?

"Little sister, what you are drawing is the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

A policeman uncle raised everyone's questions.

"This is not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle." Xiao Qin, who had no self-awareness and was waiting for everyone to praise her, shook a finger and said, "This is what I drew using my superb instant memory to summarize the facial features of the prisoner. Authentic portraiture.”

The police frowned and passed the sketch paper around again, and finally concluded: "This is the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

"I saw the two knives on Da Vinci's back."

A slightly younger policeman said the translation of the turtle boss in the earlier version. It seems that the people's policeman, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, is knowledgeable after all.

"How is it possible..." Being accused by everyone of drawing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Xiaoqin finally had a solemn expression on her face. She took her painting back from others and looked at it with wide eyes.

"ah,."

He exclaimed in surprise at the painting he just drew five minutes ago.

Not only half of the police officers in the room were shocked, but I was also shocked.

"I, the painting I just painted is obviously not like this. The painting I just painted is much better than this."

I understand that many times when I receive a test paper from a teacher and see the stupid mistakes on it, I don’t believe that I made it myself.

This small cubicle specially used for taking notes has only one table and three chairs. Just now, a chair was borrowed, so except for Xiaoqin and I who were sitting behind the table, six or seven other police officers were standing.

Of course, it didn’t take so many people to take notes. They heard that a girl cartoonist volunteered to draw a sketch of the suspect, so they came over curiously to watch.

As a result, not only did I see outrageous and outrageous turtle portraits, but the "girl cartoonist" also showed certain symptoms of psychosis and refused to acknowledge the painting she had just drawn five minutes ago.

"Who did it? Who did it?" Xiaoqin's hands holding the sketch paper trembled. "What I drew just now was clearly four people. How come they turned into four turtles in the blink of an eye?"

The policemen looked at each other, probably saying in their hearts: "How do I know? It took you five minutes to realize that your drawing was too bad, so you don't want to admit it."

"I understand, there is a traitor in this police station."

In order to deny that she was the author of this painting, Xiaoqin came up with a shocking conclusion.

"What."

"Huh huh huh..." Xiao Qin snorted a few times with a dark face, "It must be this traitor. He found that the sketch I drew of the suspect was exactly the same as him, so in order to protect his companions, he erased my drawing and drew it again. 4 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles instead, definitely that."

This theology shocked everyone.

"How is that possible?" I complained. "Erase your portrait and then draw four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. How fast do you have to be?"

"How is it impossible?" Xiaoqin's face turned as red as a tomato. She clearly realized that her painting was of no help in catching the criminal, and she began to regret it.

"This... this kind of super simple lines can be drawn in the blink of an eye. It is childish, low-level, and simply the handiwork of a child."

You're scolding yourself. It took you ten minutes to draw four crooked Ninja Turtles.

Police officer Lao Yuan really couldn't stand listening anymore. He said in a dumbfounded way:

"Okay, okay, it's understandable that you are not good at drawing portraits. My daughter's classmate also calls himself a cartoonist, but he is only good at drawing some princesses with particularly long necks. He also said that a cartoonist only needs imagination..."

"I'm different from them." Xiao Qin, who was poked at the sore point, denied, "I am obviously a cartoonist who serializes comics online and has many readers..."

In fact, even if you can only draw long-necked princesses with strange human body proportions, your basic painting skills should be more solid than Xiaoqin's.

"Ah, so that's it." Xiaoqin threw the sketch paper on the table, made final confirmation, and then glanced sharply at Lao Yuan, who looked helpless.

"You were the one who took notes for me and classmate Ye Lin just now, and you were the first one to take the sketch paper from me, so..."

"You are the traitor, you are an accomplice of those cell phone robbers, you are the one who erased my portrait and changed it to that of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

"I..." Faced with Xiaoqin's groundless accusation, Lao Yuan almost died of anger.

"Hahahaha," the other police officers laughed instead. They probably thought that encountering such a funny thing could relieve their stress in the stressful and boring work.

"You're right, Lao Yuan, this painting has your charm."

"Why not put it in a frame and show it to your children."

"Yes, Lao Yuan is definitely a traitor. I saw it three years ago. No one even bothered to report it to the leadership."

In addition to those ill-intentioned colleagues who made fun of Lao Yuan, there were also more reliable ones who said to Xiaoqin:

"Little sister, even if Lao Yuan really erases your portrait, can't you draw a new one?"

"It can't be done anymore." Xiao Qin, who felt guilty, said forcefully, "A work of art that has a sudden inspiration has only one life. If the Mona Lisa is destroyed, will Leonardo da Vinci paint another one?"

"Are you talking about the Leonardo da Vinci with a beard or the one carrying two swords?"

The younger policeman from before asked while suppressing a smile.

"In short, I can no longer trust this police department with a traitor."

Xiaoqin jumped up from the folding chair and left, and the police did not stop her. Anyway, she was not a criminal suspect, but a brave person who spoke loudly and could not draw a portrait of the suspect.

"I'm sorry." Before following Xiaoqin and leaving, I bowed to the police present, "She doesn't know how to draw, so she insists on showing off her strength and is wasting everyone's time."

"It's okay." Lao Yuan waved his hand feebly, "It's very interesting that you are willing to come and take notes. We also want to thank you for helping to recover a stolen item. However, comics are very slow to study, so I suggest you read less... …”

"Hey, Lao Yuan, you traitor, don't speak on behalf of our Public Security Bureau."

Colleagues still wouldn't let him go.

"That's right, little sister, you are welcome to come back next time after we eliminate the traitor, and we will definitely be able to use the clues you left to catch the criminal."

"Yes, how about locking up Lao Yuan first."

Under the teasing of a bunch of unscrupulous colleagues, Lao Yuan was unable to come to the station, and Xiao Qin quickly walked out of the police station with a red face, and walked for more than 20 meters before slowing down.

"Ah..." Xiaoqin looked at the white clouds in the sky with sorrow, "Why do I feel like I was a poor painter when I held that portrait in my hand five minutes later?"

No, you should have felt it 5 minutes ago. If you realized it later, it must be because the reflex arc is too long.

"A large part of the readers of "Cthulhu Wants to Fall in Love" did criticize me for being a poor painter. I didn't notice it when I was drawing fantasy themes... But today I drew the sketch of the prisoner with confidence. Why did I suddenly... It turned into four turtles."

I can only shrug at this.

"Classmate Ye Lin, the person we fought with just now was really a human being, not a Ninja Turtle."

"Nonsense." I said angrily, "Do you think that with our weight, even two against one, we can defeat a battle-hardened Ninja Turtle?"

"That's true." Xiao Qin held up her chin and muttered, "Ever since I drew that portrait, my memory has become confused. Now my mind is full of images of the Ninja Turtles grabbing mobile phones..."

However, the frustration caused by the failure in sketching the suspect did not last long, and Xiaoqin soon regained her confidence through self-encouragement.

"It doesn't matter, I drew the suspects as turtles. Maybe they look more like turtles to begin with, and many cartoonists are not good at portrait drawing. The cartoons are based on life rather than life."

"Besides, "Cthulhu Also Wants to Fall in Love" is a fantasy comic. I draw fantasy comics, so my imagination is enough."

Hey, isn't this what Lao Yuan said to his daughter's classmate? Just now you looked down on her and said you were different from her.

Next, Xiaoqin asked me who the person who was with Fan Chuan looked like the squad leader.

I guess I couldn't hide it from Xiaoqin, so I told her the truth.

"As expected, it's him...the squad leader's brother has degenerated into a transvestite. Does the squad leader know?"

"The monitor only knew that his brother wore women's clothing, but he didn't know that he had reached this level... But don't use this to blackmail the monitor."

Xiao Qin shook her head, "I can't do that. Classmate Ye Lin will hate me if I do that, but Classmate Ye Lin taught me to be honest. Should I tell the class monitor directly about Shu Zhe turning into a transvestite?" .”

"Don't." I quickly stopped him, "It's not... not the right time yet. Let's hide this from the squad leader for the time being and give Shu Zhe a chance to confess."

Actually, I don't think Shu Zhe would confess such a thing to his sister. I just think that I played a role in fueling Shu Zhe's transformation into a transvestite. If the squad leader knew the whole truth, he wouldn't let me off lightly.

Xiaoqin promised me that I would not tell the squad leader about Shu Zhe for the time being. At noon, I invited her to have dinner on the sixth floor of the computer market and taught her how to check the star list on her mobile phone at the dinner table. Xiaoqin Soon, I forgot about Shu Zhe.

There was one thing I never expected: Later, the Public Security Bureau relied on Xiaoqin's portrait of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles to really catch a prisoner, and then followed the clues to destroy a seven-man gang.

How is it possible? When I heard about this, my first reaction was the same.

In this regard, policeman Lao Yuan explained: The smile on the corner of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' mouth was so obscene that he could never forget it after seeing it once. When he was patrolling the street that day, he met a young man with the same smile, and he immediately felt absolutely There was no mistake, he must be the culprit, but he was really wrong.
Chapter completed!