I Play Dungeons in the Police Station-Chapter 212 - 152: Developing a Plan (2)

Li Xiang moved the scan camera directly in front of him and placed a sheet of paper beneath it. He wanted to project the entire process of his drawing through the camera onto the screen for everyone to see.

"Is this person male or female, what is the hairstyle, are the eyes big, is there a double eyelid, and how many finger widths is the forehead?"

Li Xiang first quickly sketched a human figure on the blank paper. Then, by continually asking for details, he filled in specifics. With the pencil’s embellishment, a portrait swiftly appeared on the big screen.

Others did not know whether the person Li Xiang drew was the one Tian Junqin described, but seeing his confidence and composure in drawing a portrait live before so many people, it was clear that this took real courage.

As Tian Junqin sat below, looking at the photo on his phone, he described the details as Li Xiang asked about them. Gradually, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead: How is this possible?

"Does he have any other extraordinary features on his face?"

Once Li Xiang had almost completed the drawing, he intended to ask if there were any other features to be added. However, after asking, he did not get a response from Tian Junqin, so he lifted his head to look at him and asked again: "Does he have any other extraordinary features on his face?"

"Ah? Oh... no need to add more, I give up. Team Leader Li’s abilities are indeed beyond my doubts."

Tian Junqin, coming back to his senses, admitted defeat. He knew that continuing to draw was meaningless, if not for the fact that this photo pertained to a case he handled, Li Xiang would never have seen this person; he even thought maybe Li Xiang had seen this photo before.

The drawing was too similar.

"The photo, let me see."

Others saw Tian Junqin’s reaction and knew the result, but curiosity got the better of them; they also wanted to know how Li Xiang’s drawing could have moved Tian Junqin so much.

Someone took the phone from Tian Junqin’s hand, and upon seeing the photo, uttered in surprise: "It’s exactly alike."

"This ability is astonishing."

"Had it not been drawn live, I wouldn’t believe it was real."

"Indeed, even the experts on TV aren’t this skilled."

This battle was destined to be Li Xiang’s breakout moment at the City Bureau.

The people in the meeting room were the elite of Jinghai City Public Security Bureau, each an expert in their own field.

Masters are often prideful and won’t easily recognize your leadership unless you have capabilities that demand respect.

Li Xiang’s skill exhibited under everyone’s gaze was exceptionally impressive.

No one dared to say Li Xiang’s drawing wasn’t accurate, unless they were blind.

This confidence and composure must be backed by capability; Li Xiang used this prowess to instantly win over people’s hearts, and no one underestimated him anymore.

"Now I say I’m one hundred percent sure; I assume no one will question that?"

Li Xiang set the completed drawing aside and looked back at everyone. At this moment, everyone became humble, unanimously saying there was no doubt.

It’s a joke, they all had just witnessed his skill.

"Alright then, since there are no doubts, let’s continue the meeting."

Hearing the meeting continue, everyone adjusted their postures and listened intently.

Despite their pride, their competence was undeniable, and the more they understood the case details, the better analyses they could perform.

"Currently, the Myanmar Bay fraud syndicate is notorious, well-known on the Internet. From initially causing panic to now being more understood, people now have basic preventive measures. It’s almost ineffective to directly lure someone from China to Myanmar Bay, so their tactics need to change.

According to Shen Liang’s confession of the criminal process, he selects targets online, focusing on those with YY syndrome tendencies, who are his prime targets. Once lured, people are drugged to lose all resistance, then sold at high prices to Aunt Hua, handled by her people. This handling involves selling them to places in need; those with good appearances may even reach auctions.

The well-known Miao Wa Di has become the second largest human trafficking distribution center in Southeast Asia. People sold there are funneled to Eastern Europe, South America, Australia, and Southeast Asia, and their fates are grim—forced into telecommunication fraud, sexual exploitation, labor exploitation. They are cross-sold among companies until they have no utility left, then they go to the Red Market, the underground organ trade market, to squeeze out their last bit of value."

These bloody cases put before them shocked the task force’s elites into silence.

Though they often saw online cases, they thought such darkness was far from them. But it was not far, for it hid too deep.

So deep that even sunlight couldn’t reach.

"I trust everyone has heard of telecommunication fraud in Myanmar Bay, whether online, on TV, in newspapers, or internal publications. But I must say, incidents like Shen Liang’s, where people are lured and sold abroad, are not isolated. Everyone is welcome to share their thoughts about this case, speaking freely and brainstorming."

After Li Xiang finished introducing, the meeting room immediately engaged in discussion. The police selected for the task force were all top-level personnel in Jinghai City.

They had seen quite a few large and small cases, but their view was limited to the local area where major cases were rare. Such a significant case in front of them now made them feel deeply:

"Myanmar Bay telecommunication fraud has developed new tricks, becoming more covert, with the profit chain extended to involve more ordinary people in crime. Shen Liang’s case is typical."

"Yeah, who would think that in the twenty-first century, there’s still human trafficking like in past slave trades?"

"These Southeast Asian countries specialize in deceiving the Chinese. Seventy thousand people are trafficked yearly from Siam to Miao Wa Di. Tourists should truly be cautious; the grass isn’t greener abroad, personal safety is paramount."

"The solution seems to lie with Aunt Hua. Shen Liang is just the lowest link, with limited knowledge. Organizational structures and channels, along with personnel lists on these channels, are only clearer to Aunt Hua. Our first step is indeed to capture Aunt Hua."

"With Team Leader Li’s drawing of Aunt Hua, I believe she won’t escape."

"I’ll match Team Leader Li’s drawing of Aunt Hua against our national database to see if we can find her information."

The meeting room was abuzz with discussions. Li Xiang saw that the discussions were wrapping up, so he pressed his hands down, signaling for quiet:

"Everyone has actively discussed, and it seems like many have thoughts about this case. Feel free to share your opinions."

"Report."

As soon as Li Xiang finished speaking, Instructor Su Jiayi requested to speak.

"Coach Su, go ahead."

"Yes, the discussions just now mostly covered similar points. I’ll add one more. From the intelligence we have, Shen Liang is merely the lowest-level pawn of this criminal group, responsible for selecting people with suitable appearances. Aunt Hua’s role involves personnel transport and distribution, but she isn’t a core member; their core is likely overseas. Bringing them all to justice is a challenging matter that needs careful consideration. If not, even if we capture Aunt Hua, in a few years, someone like Aunt Wang or Aunt Li might emerge."

After Su Jiayi voiced her opinions, she received unanimous approval from everyone.

"Right, but cross-border cases are not that simple; we need good communication with the city bureau. Moreover, even the provincial department might not handle this, and it requires coordination at the ministry level, so it won’t be resolved quickly. However, in the meantime, we won’t just wait. To rescue more victims, we must capture Aunt Hua soon."