Spacious and bright office.

Chen Yuanli was dressed in a police uniform, watching online videos with his head resting on his head and hands, leisurely enjoying a moment of leisure during his lunch break.

Female colleague Xiao Wu put down a glass of ice water on the corner of the table with a smile, put her slender hand on Chen Yuanli's shoulder, and whispered.

"Going for a bite to eat in the afternoon? I please. ”

Chen Yuanli was secretly happy in his heart, scratched his sideburns, and pretended to be calm.

"Xiaohe, you decide the place, I will listen to your ......"

Dingding——!

The shrill metal ringtones broke the ambiguity that had just been born.

Then, a rush of pace came, and he walked into the large office, and suddenly the relaxed atmosphere disappeared and turned depressed.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with flat facial features, small eyes and a square face, and a deep temperament, his name was Jin Xiangyang, an ethnic minority, and he was the boss of these policemen in the office.

The work sign on the chest reads the position of the director of the Bureau of Traditional Folk Culture Investigation.

The Bureau of Investigation of Traditional Folk Culture, referred to as the Bureau of Folklore, or the Bureau of Public Opinion Survey.

It is a special department established in China in response to the special phenomenon that has gradually occurred frequently in recent years, which is subordinate to the local police system and is at the same level as the public security.

Although the people of the Folklore Bureau wear police uniforms, have police numbers and police formations, they are not called any familiar police officers, but official investigators.

Jin Xiangyang raised the kraft paper bag in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Shangfeng sent a document to monitor that there were three "folk incidents" in Yunhai City this month!"

Hear this.

The investigators of the Folklore Bureau put away their smiles, their expressions gradually becoming serious, and they looked at each other with uneasiness.

Chen Yuanli felt that Wu Yuan was tugging at the corner of his clothes, and he could see that she was very nervous.

The investigators whispered.

"Three incidents in one city?"

"In the first quarter of this year, there were only two ...... in the province"

"Something big is happening again."

"The last C+-level incident of abandoning the school, Brother Sun disappeared, and he couldn't find any traces with the eye of the sky......"

In fact, the impact of "folklore events" is controlled.

There are no ghost elements in film and television works, ghost movies and zombie films disappear, and in the end they are all artificial and schizophrenic.

Horror and supernatural literature gradually withered.

Superstitious live broadcasts and videos are strictly forbidden and controlled, and even secular monks, Taoist priests and priests on the scarf and B are subject to relevant laws.

The three progressive nets limit the spread and influence of "folk events" to a controllable range.

Coupled with the establishment of folklore bureaus in various places, they together form a protective umbrella to guard the people.

Jin Xiangyang distributed copies to the investigators present.

First, a bird's-eye view of an intersection, shrouded in mist and only crimson traffic lights looming.

"D-level folk incident, "Fog Intersection", the intersection of Changjiang Road, the hazard level is low. People who walk into an intersection in the early morning mist will lose their sense of direction and will not be able to leave on their own, and will return to normal when the mist clears. Related secondary incidents, the Yangtze River Road porcelain case. At present, the 13th Bureau of China Construction has blocked the intersection and is renovating the system. ”

Chen Yuanli couldn't help but nod when he saw the name of the 13th Bureau of China Construction.

The 13th Bureau was the first day of the domestic physical settlement of folk incidents, and the most famous case was the violent mining of 6,000 kilograms of TNT, blasting the entire mass grave, and then transforming it into a martyr's park for a week, and there were no more folk incidents in the local area.

Turn to the next page.

Then there is the panoramic shot of the construction site.

"C-level folklore incident, "Black Shadow on the Wall", southwest corner of the fourth floor of the Garden City construction site at No. 189 Central Street, hazard level is medium to low. The surviving local workers were working overtime at night when they spotted black shadows on the walls, and several workers claimed to have been pushed off the building by the black shadows of the walls. Related secondary incident, Garden City work-related injury wage case. China Construction 13th Bureau has been contracted. ”

Chen Yuanli pointed to the picture, asked the old leader, and wondered: "I passed by Central Street last time, didn't I see this building?" ”

Jin Xiangyang replied lightly.

"It was blown up the next day, and by the way, more than 10,000 li of earthwork were dug up and transported to the south to reclaim the island, and the original place was planned to be converted into a new embassy of the beautiful country."

The investigators stopped and laughed.

"When the time comes, let's see if God's old man will be able to take care of it."

Subsequently.

It is the third document, and the only one with a large red title and a "top secret" stamp.

"Class B folklore incident, "The Bride in Red", the witness location is in the alley of No. 4 Xincheng West Road, the missing person is a net fugitive from a hit-and-run death case in another province, according to other witnesses, "Red Clothes" is a slender black shadow wearing an ancient red dress, moving regardless of physical distance. The operation was accompanied by strong weathering and decay, and many of the grounds, walls and abandoned objects at the site showed serious signs of corrosion, including a modern craft pottery found at the site, according to thermoluminescence dating, which showed that it was from 170 years ago......"

"Shhhh

Such a strange file made the investigators present couldn't help but gasp.

"Modern pottery from 170 years ago? It's unlikely, what if it's an antique from the Qing Dynasty......" Wu Yuan whispered.

Jin Xiangyang glanced at her.

"The shape of that pottery is Doraemon."

Wu Yuan was silent.

Chen Yuanli continued to browse the documents, his eyebrows gradually locked.

"What about the witness and the fugitive?" He asked, looking up.

"All missing, the description was found in a memo on the eyewitness's phone, the last sentence of which was...... I saw her eyes. ”

"As for the net fugitives, some fragments of visceral tissue were found at the scene, which were compared with the national DNA database and confirmed to be the net fugitives. Some detached nails and a large amount of blood were also found on the walls. ”

Jin Xiangyang's voice was low, and he handed a separate photo to Chen Yuanli.

The moment Chen Yuanli saw the photo, his pupils contracted in shock, and a chill suddenly rose from behind.

The photograph shows a view of a wall.

The walls were strewn with desperate scratches, crooked, as if he had been subjected to a gruesome torture before he died, so hard that his nails cracked and his flesh blurred, leaving a trail of blood-stained text.

"Yi Mao day, auspicious, suitable for marriage."

The black-red blood marks form a dazzling contrast with the seemingly normal words, which makes people feel obscure and weird and intense.

Jin Xiangyang sighed deeply and said loudly.

"If you find the Bride in Red, run! Run as hard as you can! Its attack pattern is likely to be eye-to-eye, never look it in the eyes! Influencing the passage of time, ignoring physical space, this level of "folklore", ordinary people are not its opponents......"

"Director, look at that video!"

An investigator with a trembling voice pointed to the video next to Chen Yuanli as the computer screen paused.

On-screen ...... It's an ancient dress with a touch of bright red!