Shen Xin took out his phone and pulled up the composite sketch drawn by Zhang Nanhai to compare.
"Captain Chen, this doesn't look like him."
In Zhang Nanhai's sketch, the suspect had an oval face, monolids, a small nose, and slightly thin lips.
His hair was a medium-length choppy cut, dyed a sort of golden brown.
But the mug shot of Li Xiaofei in the case file was different.
The contours of his face were sharper. Although he also had monolids, his features were more chiseled, with prominent cheekbones. His hair was a bristly buzz cut.
He looked much fiercer overall, nothing like the ordinary, unremarkable air conveyed by the sketch.
Chen Chao said, "I didn't recall this person at first. It wasn't until you mentioned Li Xiaofei that it slowly came back to me."
He picked up Li Xiaofei's mug shot, thought for a moment, and said, "Whether it's a match or not, let's have the witness do a lineup."
Shen Xin nodded, then added, "Captain Chen, a lineup isn't always accurate, is it?"
