Cao Jian, the mayor of Xilin City, was still a little blank when he received these stained manuscript papers. What the adjutant said made him still not recover until now. The chief took the manuscript paper and couldn't wait to read it carefully. There were only a few strokes on the paper, which made Cao Jian's mind vacillate. "Are you sure? This kind of thing is not a joke." The adjutant gritted his teeth and said, "I don't dare to confirm it, but at least it seems very likely. I have invited several experts to come over to analyze the strokes, and they will be here in a while." Cao Jian nodded and walked straight into the room where Lao Li was. In the room, the four white walls are empty, except for a table and a few chairs in the middle. At this time, Lao Li was being handcuffed on the table, sitting with a bitter face. When he saw Cao Jian, Lao Li suddenly became agitated, and the handcuffs and the table were shaking and rattling.
"My lord! Your lord decides for me! I am a good citizen!" Cao Jian was a little puzzled, not knowing what happened. On the way here, the subordinates only told him about the manuscript paper, and did not mention the specific situation at all. Seeing this scene, Cao Jian asked directly face to face. "I'm the mayor of Xilin City. What's your situation? Why are you locked up here?" "My lord, I'm here to report on those manuscripts. They snatched my manuscripts and locked me up." At this time, just as Cao Jiang was about to speak, his adjutant came up and whispered something in his ear. Only then did he understand. It turned out that the person in front of him was handcuffed here, not because he had committed any crime. But after all, this news is too important. If it is leaked out, the entire Xilin City may be hit by a storm. It was these people who were too shocked for a while and made such a decision in a panic. Cao Jian was a little annoyed, his face remained unchanged, he just kindly opened Lao Li's handcuffs, then held his hand and said, "Comrade, the organization is very grateful for the clues you provided, but we are still analyzing this matter now." Is it true or false, please wait here for a while? I will send someone to bring you food later." Of course, Lao Li has nothing to do, since he can still take care of his meals, he will stay here with peace of mind. Soon, Cao Jian left the room with his subordinates. When Lao Li saw that the boss had left, he felt that he could do it on the spot. While eating his boxed lunch, he boasted to the guards next to him. "I didn't say that, that piece of paper was buried in the trash at that time, and I could tell something was wrong with it at a glance..." At this time, in another room in the building, several old men with two temples and white Madara were excitedly holding a magnifying glass and looking at the creased and stained manuscript paper on the table. These people are experts who have been specially invited. In fact, strictly speaking, they can be regarded as a kind of retired cartoonists.
For a long time, I have seen countless works, and even painted a large number of works myself. After these people retired, they basically focused on studying comics. Study some techniques, strokes, storyboards and other contents of popular comics. The comics drawn by each person are very different. Not referring to the content, but in some painting methods. Just like handwriting identification. Everyone's habitual brushstrokes are very different. Even if the final effect presented is similar, it will be fully exposed before the eyes of these experts. At this time, an old man, trembling all over, put down the magnifying glass in his hand, rubbed his eyes lightly, and said firmly, "That's right! It must be him!" Cao Jian was overjoyed when he heard this, but couldn't help but confirm it again. "Really? Can you be 100% sure?" Another expert also put down the tool in his hand at this time, he let out a long sigh of relief, and said with misty eyes. "That's right, look at this brushwork. Although it's just a short arc, everyone's painting style is different. It's the same as this one. I've only seen it in "Hokage Ninja"!" Although Cao Jian couldn't understand what was going on, since the experts said so, he naturally gained some confidence out of thin air. Cao Jian kept walking back and forth in the room, as if countless thoughts popped up in his mind. At this time, he also felt more and more difficult about this matter. You can almost guess with your eyes closed that in the next few days, Xilin City will not be at peace. "No, no matter what, I have to report it!" "Xiao Wang! Prepare a car for me!" Cao Jian picked up the few pieces of manuscript paper, carefully stuffed them into a file bag, put the file bag in a picture album, and finally stuffed the picture book into the bag. Hurriedly walking to the door, Cao Jian suddenly turned around and said to the adjutant: "This place is temporarily handed over to you, remember, it must be kept secret!" In this way, Mayor Xilin drove to the capital of Daxia overnight. Early the next morning, Cao Jian, who had been on the bus all night, had bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles under his eye bags were very obvious. He was worried all night, and he didn't dare to sleep at all. Any disturbance, even if the car bumped over a stone, would make him nervous. When he reached the gate of the Overwatch Council in the capital, he was slightly relieved. After hurriedly getting out of the car, Cao Jian went straight to the innermost office of the Overwatch Council. Before coming, he had already notified here. Although no specific matters were mentioned, the Overwatch Council also paid attention to the very serious words in the words.
After all, no shi chief would make fun of his own future. Early in the morning, Jiang Wei, the chief executive of the Overwatch Council, was already waiting in his office. When the door was pushed open and Cao Jian's haggard and nervous face appeared in the office, Jiang Wei was taken aback. "What's wrong with you? What's the matter that makes you so anxious? Could it be that a ferocious beast is coming?" Cao Jian shook his head, took a closer look, and after confirming that the person in front of him was not a fake, he pulled out the portfolio from his bag. "Look at this first." Passing the portfolio to the other party, Cao Jian sat down on the sofa. Now I can take a good rest.
