In the detention center, the suspect is myself

Chapter 350 Tavern, money, and speech! [Please give me a monthly ticket! 】

Magic Hand, Thousand Skills, One Needle, three top skills to control both hands.
Although it doesn't sound very serious, it's not very serious when used, even the name is not serious, and even the function is indeed not serious.

However, the degree of control the three have over their hands is serious!

With either one, the stability of your hands can be compared to that of the world's top doctors!

There is nothing better than having three of the best doctors in the world on your hands.

In the same way, these hands can perform surgeries and steal things, which also means they can make a better painting!
"Perhaps I can make a painting for your lost family members."

Xu Hao looked at Leilangshi in front of him, with a sincere and gentle smile on his face.

In an instant, everyone present was stunned, especially Lei Lanshi. The tears on his face stopped and he looked at Xu Hao in confusion.

After a while, his throat paused.

"Thanks, sorry, I didn't hear clearly"

"What did you just say?"

Xu Hao took the trouble to repeat it gently, "Maybe I can help your family."

"Leave a lifelike portrait in reality for your family members who have entered the Kingdom of Heaven."

In an instant, Lei Langshi's heart suddenly tightened and he looked at Xu Hao blankly.

The drunk drinkers on the side also unanimously turned their eyes towards Xu Hao.

Except for those few people who were in pain and trapped in miserable memories, everyone else's attention was on him!
"Hello, do you have a pencil and a piece of A4 paper?"

No one else made a move, but Xu Hao raised his head and looked at the bartender.

The bartender nodded and silently walked to the back.

After he left, the atmosphere fell into silence, with only the sounds of gasping and choking ringing in his ears from time to time.

After a moment, the bartender appeared again.

This time, what appeared with him was a stack of unopened A4 paper and a few sharpened pencils.

Xu Hao took the two items and moved his eyes to the dull Leilangshi.

"Man, do you remember what your wife looks like?"

The appearance of the wife?
Lei Lanshi looked confused, but after hearing the voice, he immediately came back to his senses, and then looked at Xu Hao blankly.

He looked at Xu Hao and found that the other person's eyes were so gentle and his expression was extremely gentle. It soothed his heart and made him feel a sense of intimacy that he had never had before.

After a long while, Leilance unconsciously moved his dry throat.

He spat out a few words.
"I remember that she had a pair of blue eyes, like sapphires."

"Her hair is very soft. Standing in the sun, it exudes a holy golden color. Her smile is very moving. She always likes to stand in the sun and laugh. She always says that our baby should also smile like her."

Lelanshi thought about it slowly, as if he was not reminiscing.

Instead, he was telling all the scenes he had observed so far. He seemed to be trapped in his inner world and was telling what he saw and heard.

[Master of Psychology]

Xu Hao silently activated this skill that had been integrated into his brain.

Now, he can achieve [-]% of the power of his skills without activating them.

This is knowledge, and knowledge can be learned.

"She and I grew up together. We went to school together, grew up together, and entered society together."

"Our parents are very supportive of this marriage. She and I are very happy. We have a perfect family. The baby is the result of our love."

As he talked, Relance suddenly stopped talking about his wife's appearance, but began to recall every bit of the relationship between the two.

This is useless and cumbersome for the painter.

But Xu Hao did not stop him. He looked at the absent-minded Leilangshi and never stopped moving his hands.

Without information about the victim's appearance, the painter cannot draw the original appearance.

but.
Xu Hao did not need to draw the original appearance of Leilangshi's wife.

He only needs to draw the appearance that Rélanche imagined!

As for the inconsistency with the photo
Paintings and photos are two things. The former is accompanied by emotions, feelings, and longing for someone, and its meaning value is higher than the value of the portrait.

Therefore, even Leilangshi, who owns the photo, will be moved in his heart when he hears that Xu Hao is willing to make a painting for his wife.

for a while
As the sound of rustling pencils disappeared in everyone's ears, Xu Hao also stopped what he was doing.

"Man, I'm not a good painter. I hope you don't find it objectionable."

Xu Hao placed the portrait in front of the other party with a slightly guilty look on his face.

Rylance stared blankly at the painting.

His hands were shaking slightly as he stroked the portrait's face and stared blankly at the smiling, gentle portrait.

His eyes turned red again, and his whole body was on the verge of excitement.

He held the portrait close to his chest, but he was afraid of wrinkles, so he held it carefully.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Lei Lanshi's psychological defense collapsed, his whole body trembled, and his face burst into tears. He carefully put down the portrait and hugged Xu Hao.

Xu Hao didn't speak. He sat there quietly, still with a gentle smile on his face.

He reached out and patted him on the back.

"Thank you" Rylance continued to cry.

The people around watched all this quietly, and it was a bit scary.

Wang Chao on the side looked straight.

'No, when will Brother Hao know how to draw? ? '

'No, aren't we being hunted by the FBI now? Why don't we run away now and waste time here?'

'But this painting is really good, no, now is not the time to think about this! '

Wang Chao's thoughts were very confused. He was sometimes shocked, sometimes stunned, and sometimes full of despair. These emotions blended together, making him look very confused.

'By the way, beer hall, painter, money, why does it sound so familiar?'

Just as his thoughts were wandering, Rylance let go of his hand.

He looked at the portrait and fell into memories. He occasionally laughed and occasionally cried.

Xu Hao whispered in his ear and patted a certain spot. The fatigue on Leilance's body suddenly appeared, and he fell into a deep sleep under the influence of alcohol.

"This is a three-dollar knife."

Xu Hao pointed to the coin and said to the bartender on the side.

After that, he paid for his drink, then slowly stood up, patted his clothes, and walked out.

The moment they noticed him standing up, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

The black man on the ground stared at Xu Hao as he walked toward the door of the tavern.

His heart began to tangle with every step Xu Hao took.

Until Xu Hao was about to leave.
"and many more!"

"Mr. Xie, can I ask you to make a painting for my parents?"

The black man mustered up his courage. He wiped away the tears from his eyes, endured the pain and got up, looking at Xu Hao nervously.

Hearing the sound, Xu Hao paused, and then he looked back, with a smile on his face that made people feel good.

He looked at the black man, at the dozens of eyes focused on him.

"Okay."

Xu Hao said slowly, and the black man's heart suddenly relaxed, and the tears that had just stopped welled up again.

"Thank you, thank you."

He bent down and kept thanking me.

This is one of the few people who has been willing to help him since he was born, and who doesn't mind that he is black.
He could feel the other person's heart and caring emotion!
This was an emotion he had never had in his previous life, something he had never felt before.No, in other words, since his parents were shot and killed by the police, the word "care" has disappeared from his life.

What replaced it was endless oppression.

"My name is Xie Bian, from Yanhuang country." Xu Hao sat back on his chair and said with a smile.

"Just call me James." James said restrainedly, his heart was beating loudly, and an indescribable emotion was brewing in his chest.

"James, your eyes look tired."

Xu Hao did not paint immediately. He looked at the stubborn black man in front of him, put down the brush in his hand, and said gently.

"You should rest."

"Maybe you should sleep at home all day."

It's time to rest
休息
Somehow, James's eyes turned red instantly, and the emotions accumulated over the years disappeared in an instant.

Those grievances were like a bubble that immediately dissipated under Xu Hao's words.

"Thank you, thank you." James cried, repeating this sentence all the time.

Big tears flowed from the fingers.

He was used to defending against other people's cynicism, but when faced with concern, he suddenly lost his sense of proportion, which made him feel panicked.

"Do you remember your parents' appearance?"

Xu Hao asked again, but could not hear any purposeful words.

"Remember, I remember."

James replied, he was still wiping away tears, but the tears couldn't stop and kept flowing.

He didn't want to be seen in this scene. Usually when people called him a gorilla and inferior, he would just pretend not to care.

It was obvious that orangutans and inferior products had been with him for the first half of his life, and even if he said these words in front of him, he would not act impulsively.

Obviously the other party didn't say anything insulting.
But he wanted to cry, cry for no reason.

"Your parents should be very gentle, otherwise they won't be able to teach you to be gentle."

Xu Hao smiled and picked up the brush.

"Okay, James, you can tell me about your parents' appearance."

James wanted to stop crying before talking, but unfortunately, his tears couldn't be stopped. However, he saw Xu Hao's expression of no discrimination and even some worry.

He took off all his disguises, he took off his strong mask.

"We moved to California from a remote rural area."

"My parents are very simple. When they were bullied, they would comfort each other every time. They never sought revenge or took the initiative to make enemies."

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As James spoke, he fell into a daze, but not long after, there was a trace of a smile on his face.

He was crying but laughing at the same time.

This was the first time he told anyone about his parents, and it was also the first time someone took the initiative to ask about his parents.

Xu Hao did not interrupt. His gentle smile was as gentle as the paintbrush in his hand.

Shasha's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

After half an hour.

James looked at the picture in front of him excitedly. The two lifelike portraits of his parents, which completely matched the image of his parents in his memory, were close together.

"Thank you, thank you, really thank you"

James hugged Xu Hao, and he felt like he was back when he was a child.

When I was wronged at that time, I was not faced with holding it in my heart, but with the gentle embrace of my parents.

this moment.

The tavern suddenly became agitated.

It's not the environment, but the human heart. Even though no one is talking, you can feel the restless emotion.

"Thanks, can you make a painting for me?"

"I can pay!"

Seeing the lifelike and sleepy Rylance and James, others could no longer hold their hearts at ease.

How many people are here?

Why do these people come to the pub! ?
Xu Hao didn't know, and he didn't ask.

Wang Chao next to him didn't know either.

He doesn’t even understand bald eagle language!

His face was full of confusion. He only saw that in the originally silent tavern, someone suddenly started crying, then someone started fighting, and then someone came to hug Xu Hao.

He can't understand, really can't understand!

"Forget it, just wait for death. It's been almost two hours. No matter how stupid the federal police are, they will still find it."

Wang Chao's face was full of despair. He lay on the table and drank one glass after another.

Now, he felt that he was the most melancholy person in this tavern.

Xu Hao didn't feel this way. He looked at the people around him.

"Come one at a time, everyone can do it"

"Boss, these two policemen aren't hiding in the pub, are they!?"

"We're arresting him and they're drinking!?"

At night, Xu Hao and Wang Chao disappeared from sight for nearly seven hours, approaching the early hours of the morning.

Zaru listened to his subordinate's report, his face was gloomy and a bit ugly.

He was busy running around here, and he had to guard against being attacked by a group of ordinary people who were being persecuted and in a bad mood, as well as being cursed by those who were disturbed.

As a result, my target was in the tavern, happily drinking! ?

Zaru's face was as dark as a briquette, and he felt that he had been provoked.

Ever since he became the sergeant of the FBI, even in the state police, even those with a higher rank than him had to be polite when meeting him. When had he ever been provoked like this?

He didn't believe it.

But now, except for the tavern, all other places have been searched.
"Go catch people!"

Zaru squeezed out these three words through his teeth, and then walked towards the tavern with black lines on his head.

The rest of the police were not in a good mood at this time.

At this time, as usual, they got off work early and went out to enjoy themselves.

How can it be like now, when you have to stay up late and work overtime to do an ordinary police job? It is estimated that by the time they get home, it will be already three or four in the morning.
In this way, dozens of angry police officers drove, rode motorcycles, or walked close to Zaru, all heading towards the pub.

After half an hour.
Zaru pushed open the door of the tavern.

The pub was very quiet, and everyone's eyes were filled with memories. The bartender glanced at the policeman and said nothing.

Zaru's eyes glanced around and then landed on Xu Hao.

He looked and saw that the other party was smiling, sitting on a chair and drinking beer.

At this moment, an unknown fire surged out!
"Xie Bian!" He squeezed out three words between his teeth.

When Xu Hao heard the movement, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Zaru.

Zaru looked at him with dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes. At this moment, all he could see was the man who had made him work hard all day.

What he didn't notice was.
When he calls out 'Shebian'.

In the tavern, the same goes for the dozens of other guests with red eyes.
Subconsciously, I cast my gaze on him.

(End of this chapter)