Weird internet celebrity company: female weird dressed as Two-dimensional

Chapter 239 Secret Weapon Deployment
Everyone stared at the pool of twisted red paint on the ground, silent.

Hu Hengtai's housekeeper boldly dipped some into his mouth, then spat out on the ground with a pooh sound, and said, "I have studied art for several years, and it smells like oil paint, but it's not a common ordinary paint, and it may have been mixed with new chemical reagents. Or mineral powder. Not blood."

This conclusion confuses everyone.

Not blood?

Then I saw the scene of Secretary Wang falling from the building in the living room just now, is it a collective hallucination?
Looking up at the stairs of Wang Guomingyue Hotel, there is no place to climb or stay.In other words, if it falls from the balcony handrail, it will definitely hit the concrete floor firmly.

unless……

"Someone fucking messed up!"

Hu Hengtai glared at him like a furious black bear. He paced around, and finally looked at Wei Kun, apologetically.

"Brother Wei, I'm really sorry for scaring you. According to my years of hard work experience... this matter is unusual! Don't interfere, I will send someone to investigate it myself, and dare to plot against me! I have to pick them up skin!"

He ordered the housekeeper to try his best to find the whereabouts of Secretary Wang.

As for Xia Yan, she kept a ignorant face the whole time, she couldn't understand what happened tonight, and seeing 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 was still looking for a possible camera.

Wei Kun shook his head.

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

The result was not what 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 weird groups have jointly built a big net to deceive the public, and they maintain a tacit understanding that they must not reveal their secrets.

The so-called folklore incidents eventually turned into urban ghost stories that not many people on the Internet believed.

Hu Hengtai didn't even call the police.

He asked Zhang Chengdong to pack a 26 Patek Philippe and delivered it to Wei Kun himself to express his apology.At the same time, he said: "Mr. Wei, go back and think about it. With Hu's image as the lead, the tripartite cooperation between Happy Interactive Entertainment and Oriental Star will definitely benefit everyone! We don't want your most popular artist, as long as A Ji A precious ticket to Asia Fashion Week..."

Hu Hengtai still doesn't know the fact that A Ji is actually missing.In his view, this is simply a precious opportunity bestowed by heaven. For Hu's video and mutual entertainment for happiness, it is a mutually beneficial and stable business. Wei Kun has no reason to refuse.

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

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

"What on earth are you thinking...don't be too nice to me, otherwise, I will misunderstand..."

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

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

The dinner party ended without a problem.

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

Traffic images, public security files, operator signal traces, data and materials that are difficult for ordinary people to touch were retrieved, and more than a dozen private detective agencies searched for the whereabouts of Secretary Wang.The local police station also received a report and joined the ranks of the search under the instruction of the superior's urgent order.

Visitors who have recently entered and exited the Mingyue Hotel, foreigners from the surrounding area, and passers-by with surreptitious whereabouts have all been included in the suspect list.Under the operation of countless contacts and funds, a brief storm was formed.

After Wei Kun sent Xia Yan to the safe house of the holiday villa, under the protection of Hong Hong and Sha Sha, she would never encounter any danger.Then turned back to the downstairs of Mingyue Hotel.

He saw countless figures in a hurry, entering and exiting the hotel's main entrance, and understood that this was Hu Hengtai's furious brown bear starting to exert its strength.

Wei Kun frowned.

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

This phenomenon also happened to Wei Kun.

After he came back from the opening ceremony, he counted the number of ghost employees once, but he seemed to have completely forgotten that time, and he didn't realize that the jealous ghost was not there at all.

"Is the memory affected?"

Wei Kun pondered, is this incident aimed at him, or is it aimed at happiness and mutual entertainment?Or just an indiscriminate accidental attack?
The weirdness that can control memory should be the most difficult and difficult kind of weirdness...

The question is, where is the jealous ghost now?

Drop drop drop-

The electronic watch rang, indicating that the time had quietly come to 9 o'clock in the evening.

Wei Kun was originally waiting for Liu Han and the group of college students to meet at 8:[-] pm. He called Qiu Yunying in advance, and the answer he got was that she lived near the Mingyue Hotel and was on call.

But when it was exactly 9 o'clock, there were still no signs of them.

Wei Kun tried to call Liu Han.

"The number you dialed has not been answered for the time being..." He drove around Shanghai Metropolitan University of Technology and found out after some effort that Liu Han and the students from the club left the campus on foot after dinner. It is said that they were visiting What an art exhibition.

Thread interrupted.

Wei Kun thought for a while, and informed the Folklore Bureau of Mordor about this matter through the inside line of the Folklore Bureau.

the operator replied.

"Officer Wei, please rest assured that the nearby investigators will start investigating these students in 15 minutes... However, you don't have to be too suspicious. Similar false disappearance cases are often caused by misunderstandings caused by inconvenient communication... At 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, we will send you the survey receipt."

Wei Kun believes in the power of the Shanghai Folklore Bureau, and relying on himself, it is obviously unrealistic to find a few students in the vast Shanghai.

This city is too big.

The next day.

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

The whole city indulges in the sea of ​​fashion.

On the large commercial pedestrian street in the center of Shanghai, passers-by can't see the end at a glance, but behind the window, on the high platform, these conspicuous focal points are all tall and charming models in famous clothes.

Many of them are "supermodels" who have appeared in major magazines, and they 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 four sub-venues of Asia Fashion Week.

Beneath the confident smile was a dejected helplessness.

Only those models who are truly among the "high end" are eligible to participate and become the darlings of the sky under the spotlight, in media reports, and in magazines.

Scream!Crowd wave!Balloon arches, long dragon flags, flower salutes——

Clothes, jewelry, luxury cars, beauties, materialistic but not vulgar, luxurious and expensive yet artistically elegant, design masters representing the pinnacle of human art, and famous fashion teams have attracted countless citizens and hobbies the gaze of the reader.

LED screens, holographic projections, and building lighting all announce the arrival of the grand event of Asian Fashion Week. Tourists holding GoPros, anchors communicating with selfie sticks, and TVs and online media with lighting, photography, and nanny cars. .

There are traces of this event everywhere.

People were talking about the famous international designers and the supermodels who frequently appeared on top occasions, and they were more excited as if they were spreading the inside story, discussing the news that old Mr. Qiu Banshan would come out at Fashion Week...

Magic City, finally woke up.

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

"Confirmed to be missing. Liu Han and other college students from Shanghai Metropolitan University of Technology have disappeared after visiting Dongye Gallery. Not only them, but also some missing cases reported by citizens to the police are also related to Dongye Gallery. We have code-named it The folklore event of "Gallery" is tentatively rated as C-level..."

"Officer Wei, thank you for the information you provided. This matter is under the full responsibility of the Shanghai Folklore Bureau. You don't need to participate in the investigation..."

Wei Kun hung up the phone.

The label on his body is the fourth-level investigator of the Yunhai Folk Customs Bureau. In a sense, he has a slight competitive relationship with the Modu Folk Customs Bureau.Of course, the Shanghai Folk Customs Bureau is unwilling to let an "outsider" from Yunhai City intervene.This is what Wei Kun expected.

"East Field Gallery?"

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

By coincidence, the phone lit up at this time, and the note of the incoming call was - "Big Bird Sister Higashino Jing".

Dong Yejing said that he wanted to find him for something, and mentioned Dong Yetian again, and his words were not very polite.

Wei Kun agreed, got the address and time, and met in an hour.

His eyes are lowered.

He opened the black high-end briefcase, and released the secret weapon he carried with him - the invincible narcissus.

"Wei Kun, I'll fuck your grandma!"

The little princess is extremely angry!
As soon as Narcissus appeared, she yelled at Wei Kun. She looked like a ghost, strangled her neck and roared angrily: "Forget about wet diapers, don't you even have money for a new one?!"

Wei Kun heard these words familiar, last time it seemed to be a leaky microphone?He resolutely ignored it, and said righteously.

"Then you go back to the ghost seal?"

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

As a water ghost, the biggest difference from other weird ones is that she can enter the mysterious space of the ghost seal as water.But Shasha and the others couldn't do it at all.

Narcissus was still angry with Wei Kun, she deliberately did not look at Wei Kun, and then put her foot on the steering wheel to make trouble.

Wei Kun only imitated the most frequent voices of actresses in Dongying movies twice with the ghost melody, and before opening the car window, Narcissus' pretty face turned pale with fright, shrank into a ball in panic, and screamed: "Don't! I still have the burden of being an idol! And I'm still in a public office! The influence of this is too bad..."

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

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

"Do your female ghost's job..."

Wei Kun smiled lightly and said, "Accompany me to kill someone."

(End of this chapter)