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Lin Zhiyu looked slightly startled.

So the reason why the dog didn't run away and jumped into the pit to pull her away was because he wanted to save her, right?

"Do you know the information about those two people?"

Jiang Wuzhe was a little anxious. If those people were to ship goods tonight as Lin Zhiyu said, it meant that they had to take action immediately.

It's about half past six now.

Lin Zhiyu: "I have seen them and can draw them."

"Okay." Jiang Wuzhe looked at his colleagues aside, "Go and get some paper and pen."

Han Qunshan stood up, walked out quickly, and soon came in with tools.He placed sketch paper and a pencil with obvious signs of use next to Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu sat up straight and started drawing portraits with a pencil. She had learned sketching and had drawn many portraits, so she was very good at this.

In fifteen minutes, Lin Zhiyu drew the first person.

Jiang Wuzhe immediately picked up the portrait and went to find a technician to compare it with the portrait database system.

Soon, a person matching the portrait was found.

Zhang Jianhua, 35 years old, unemployed and unmarried, once served two years in prison for theft and now lives with his mother.

At this moment, Han Qunshan ran over quickly holding another portrait.

"This is another person's."

System comparison again.

What I found this time was a man named Qian Bao.

30 years old, currently working for Express Express, unmarried.

After the home address was found, by checking the area surveillance, it was soon discovered that Zhang Jianhua and Qian Bao had met for dinner many times.

The two have a close relationship.

Jiang Wuzhao: "Send someone to follow them immediately."

At this time, Lin Zhiyu was still drawing. According to her memory, she drew all the buildings that could be seen around the place where the dog was buried.

At present, apart from knowing that it is an abandoned factory, nothing else can be seen.

The mobile phone beside him suddenly vibrated.

Lin Zhiyu's hand holding the pen paused. She turned her head and glanced. It was a message from Zhou Tingyun.

Z²: [Did you see something again when you came to me?]

Xiaoyu Kuaiyou: [The other police officers have been informed.]

Lin Zhiyu looked at the chat interface, opened his mouth slightly, and counted softly: "Three, two, one..."

Zhou Tingyun didn't reply.

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