The crowd stared at the distorted red paint on the ground, silent.

Hu Hengtai's housekeeper boldly dipped a little and put it in his mouth, then spit it on the ground and said, "I have studied art for a few years, it is the taste of oil paint, but it is not a common ordinary pigment, it may be mixed with new chemical reagents or mineral powders. Not blood. ”

This conclusion makes everyone scratch their heads.

Not blood?

Then I saw the picture of Secretary Wang falling from the stairs in your living room just now, is it a collective hallucination?

Looking up at the stairs of the Kingdom Signature Hotel, there is no place to climb or land. In other words, if you fall from the handrail of the balcony, you will definitely hit the concrete floor.

Unless......

"Fucking someone's making trouble!"

Hu Hengtai glared angrily, like an angry black bear, he paced left and right, and finally looked at Wei Kun, and said apologetically.

"Brother Wei, I'm really sorry to frighten you. Based on my years of experience...... This is not an ordinary thing! Don't interfere, I will personally send someone to investigate and dare to calculate on my head! I have to skin them! ”

He instructed the steward to make every effort to find the whereabouts of Secretary Wang.

As for Xia Yan, she kept a look of ignorance throughout the whole process, she couldn't understand what happened tonight, and looking at Hu Hengtai's attitude, he didn't seem surprised.

She looked at Wei Kun and whispered.

"It can't be a prank, right?" Xia Yan is still looking for a possible camera.

Wei Kun shook his head.

He didn't even use time rewind, because that "Secretary Wang" didn't have the breath of a living person on him.

The results were not as he expected.

It's not that Xia Yan is ignorant, the weird world is too far away from the lives of ordinary people.

The official forces and many strange groups have jointly built a large net to blind the public, and they maintain a tacit understanding with each other that they must not divulge secrets.

The so-called folklore incidents eventually became urban weirdos that not many people believed on the Internet.

Hu Hengtai didn't even call the police.

He asked Zhang Chengdong to wrap a piece of Patek Philippe for 260,000 yuan and personally delivered it to Wei Kun to express his apology. At the same time, he relayed: "Mr. Wei, if you go back and think about it, with Hu's Image taking the lead, the tripartite cooperation between Happiness Mutual Entertainment and Oriental Star will definitely benefit everyone a lot!" We don't want your hottest artist, just Aji's precious ticket to Asian Fashion Week......"

Hu Hengtai is still unclear about the fact that Aji is actually missing. In his opinion, this is simply a precious opportunity given by God, for Hu's images, for happiness and entertainment, it is a mutually beneficial and win-win deal, Wei Kun has no reason to refuse.

Wei Kun gave the watch to Xia Yan, and Xia Yan was even more confused, she had never received such a valuable gift.

Xia Yan waited for Wei Kun's words, but she felt like a female anchor who was fed by the big brother on the mystery list, because Wei Kun didn't say anything.

"What the hell do you think...... Don't be too nice to me, or I'll be misunderstood......"

Xia Yan bit her lip and looked at Wei Kun's back with resentment.

Wei Kunguan Hu Hengtai borrowed a car, sent Xia Yan back to the holiday villa, and then drove away.

The dinner ended without a hitch.

Hu Hengtai began to exert his energy as the largest film and television equipment merchant in the southern provinces.

Traffic images, public security files, operator signal tracks, and data and materials that are difficult for ordinary people to reach have been retrieved, and more than a dozen civilian detective agencies are looking for the whereabouts of Secretary Wang. The local police station also received a report and joined the search under the instructions of the higher-ups with an urgent order.

Visitors to the Ming Yue Hotel recently, outsiders in the surrounding area, and passers-by with mysterious whereabouts have all been placed on the suspicion list. Under the operation of countless contacts and funds, a short-lived storm was formed.

After Wei Kun sent Xia Yan to the safe house of the holiday villa, she was protected by Honghong and Shasha, and she would definitely not be in danger. Then turn back to the downstairs of the Ming Yue Hotel.

He saw countless hurried figures, entering and exiting at the main entrance of the hotel, and understood that it was Hu Hengtai's angry brown bear that began to exert its strength.

Wei Kun frowned.

Secretary Wang appeared and then disappeared again, leaving only a puddle of oil paint at the scene, which is strange no matter how you look at it. He recalled that Hu Hengtai had mentioned that he seemed to have forgotten the existence of Secretary Wang, and even forgot that Secretary Wang had obtained the information of the Oriental Star.

This phenomenon also happened to Wei Kun.

After returning from the opening ceremony, he counted the number of ghost employees once, but that time he seemed to have completely forgotten, and he didn't realize that the ghost was not present.

"Has the memory been affected?"

Wei Kun pondered, is this thing for him, or is it for happiness and entertainment? Or was it just an indiscriminate accidental attack?

The weirdness that can influence memories should be the trickiest and most difficult of the weirdness......

The question is, where exactly is the jealous ghost now?

Didi Di Di –

The electronic watch rings, indicating that the time is quietly approaching 9 p.m.

Wei Kun was waiting for Liu Han and the group of college students, and agreed to meet at half past eight in the evening, but he called Qiu Yunying in advance, and the reply was that she was staying near the Mingyue Hotel and was on call.

But until 9 o'clock, there was still no sign of them.

Wei Kun tried to call Liu Han.

"Your call is not answered for the time being...... he drove around the Modu University of Technology, and it took some effort to find out that Liu Han and the students of the club left the campus on foot after dinner, and it was said that they were visiting some art exhibition.

Leads are broken.

Wei Kun thought about it and notified the Modu Folklore Bureau of this matter to the Folklore Bureau.

The operator replied.

"Officer Wei, please rest assured that in 15 minutes the nearby investigators will be investigating these students...... However, you don't have to be too suspicious, similar fake disappearances are often misunderstandings caused by inconvenient communication...... Tomorrow at 9 a.m., we will send you a survey receipt. ”

Wei Kun believed in the power of the Demon Capital Folklore Bureau, and with his own help, it was obviously unrealistic to find a few students in the vast Demon Capital.

The city is too big.

Next.

After yesterday's grand opening ceremony, the "1" day of the Asian Fashion Week has finally kicked off.

The whole city is indulged in a sea of fashion.

On the large commercial pedestrian street in the center of the magic city, passers-by can see no end in sight, and behind the shop windows, on the high platform, these conspicuous focal points are all tall and charming models in famous costumes.

Many of them are "supermodels" who have been featured in big magazines, and they can often meet fashion fans who recognize their identities, but no matter how frequent and dazzling the flashing lights outside, they can't match the brilliance of the main venue and the four sub-venues of Asia Fashion Week.

Under the confident smile, there is gloomy helplessness.

Only models who are truly among the "high-end upper class" are qualified to participate in it and become the darlings of heaven in the spotlight, media reports, and magazines.

Shriek! Hot Wave of Crowds! Balloon arches, long dragon buntings, flower salutes -

Clothing, jewelry, luxury cars, beauties, materialistic and not tacky, luxurious and expensive and artistically elegant, a design master representing the pinnacle of human art, as well as a well-known fashion team, attracting the attention of countless citizens and enthusiasts.

LED screens, holographic projections, and building lighting all announce the arrival of the Asian Fashion Week, with GoPro visitors, selfie sticks, and TV and online media equipped with lights, photography, and nanny cars.

Every single one is a vestige of the event.

People are talking about the big-name international designers, as well as the supermodels who frequently appear on top occasions, and more are excitedly discussing the news that Mr. Qiu Banshan will be out of fashion week as if they were spreading the inside story......

Modu, finally woke up.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Wei Kun received a receipt from the Demon City Folklore Bureau.

"Confirmed missing, Liu Han and other college students from Modu Institute of Technology, after visiting the Higashino Gallery, their whereabouts are unknown, not only them, but also some citizens who reported to the police The disappearance case is also related to the Higashino Gallery. We have designated it as a folklore event codenamed "The Gallery" and tentatively designated it as a C-class ......"

"Officer Wei, thank you for the information, this matter is the sole responsibility of the Modu Folklore Bureau, you don't have to participate in the investigation......"

Wei Kun hung up.

The label on his body is a fourth-level investigator of the Yunhai Civil Affairs Bureau, and in a sense, there is a little competition with the Demon City Civil Affairs Bureau. Of course, the Demon City Folklore Bureau is unwilling to let an "outsider" from Yunhai City interfere. This was also what Wei Kun expected.

"Higashino Gallery?"

Wei Kun's eyes froze, and he thought of someone.

And it just so happened that the mobile phone lit up at this time, and the note of the call prompt was - "Sister Big Bird Higashino Jing".

Higashino Jing said that she had something to look for him, and mentioned Higashino Tian again, and her words were not very polite.

Wei Kun promised to come down, get the address and time, and meet in an hour.

His eyes drooped.

The black high-level briefcase that he opened released the secret weapon he was carrying, the invincible narcissus.

"Wei Kun, I'll go to your grandma's legs!"

The little princess is extremely furious!

As soon as Narcissus appeared, she scolded Wei Kun, she looked like a ghost, pinched her neck and roared: "Forget about diapers, don't you even have money to change a new one?!" ”

Wei Kun is familiar with this, it seems to be a leaky microphone last time? He decisively ignored it, and said righteously.

"Then you're back in the ghost seal?"

"Forget it, diapers are good, at least breathable." Narcissus obviously didn't like the ghost seal on Wei Kun's right hand even more.

As a water ghost, the biggest difference between her and other weird creatures is that she can enter the mysterious space of the ghost seal as water. And they can't do it at all.

Narcissus was still angry with Wei Kun, she deliberately didn't look at Wei Kun, and then put her feet on the steering wheel to make trouble.

Wei Kun only used the ghost rhythm to imitate the most frequent actress cries in Dongying's movies twice, and before he could open the car window, he frightened Narcissus into a white face, shrunk into a ball in a panic, and screamed: "Don't! I still have idol baggage! And I'm still in public office! It's so bad......"

"Public office, then do official business." Wei Kun said calmly.

Narcissus wondered: "Isn't my public office just to eat and sleep and be an idol?" What else can I do......"

"Do your job as a female ghost......"

Wei Kun smiled faintly and said, "Accompany me and kill people." ”

(End of chapter)