"Everyone evacuates immediately and the art museum is temporarily closed!"
While I was admiring the painting before paying, I heard a sound coming from below.
Compared with the confused visitors, this voice sounded much calmer, and he was obviously a professional.
It came so quickly. Could this place be built next to the police station?
You didn't even need to look at the payment to know that the visitor was not the same group as the art museum guards.
Although this reaction is a bit too fast, it only takes a few minutes.
He still didn't move before paying, continuing to appreciate the art on his own, and quickly gained some insights - this was 100% his own work.
Not to mention, there is a hint of familiarity that helps you position yourself as proof.
…
Compared with when I left, the whole place has changed a little bit.
According to the witch, the painting should have been seven years ago.
Such a change is not too surprising, let alone not too big.
Both the witch and themselves were quite aware that decline would eventually come. What the two of them did at that time was just to make the process natural.
The problem now is that the painting, which is obviously only a little outdated, actually doesn't feel any power anymore.
At this time, as a newly promoted second-level and inspiration 99 player, I have read it up and down several times before paying.
Apart from the good painting, I can't see any other outstanding features.
Even the originally mottled parts in the corners can be seen that careful maintenance has been done to slow down its collapse.
Under this care, not a single trace of the strength that brought about the natural disaster of the snowfall has been lost.
I drew a new one and this one was discarded?
The possibility is too low.
The witch herself said that if she painted another painting, everyone in it would die. It was hard to imagine that seven years of gestation could be such a joyful one.
Things are getting really weird.
"The staff also need to evacuate. In case of emergency, we need to confirm that there is no danger!"
At this time, the voice finally reached behind him, interrupting Fu Qian's artistic life.
call!
Before paying, he turned around and looked at the person coming.
It is indeed a familiar style of attire.
A slightly thin young man, even with a bowler hat on his head, he is still shorter than himself.
That's right, both the clothes and accessories were very similar to the style of the security group led by the Baroness at that time, classical and solemn.
The only difference was that between the thick black coat and the shimmering metallic luster that could be seen as he walked around, there was a strange-looking firearm.
Is progress so rapid that any security manager can be directly equipped with such a weapon?
"good."
Feeling emotional for a while, Fu Qian accepted the management very cooperatively.
The situation is really strange, and the escort must first find where the Pope is.
You might as well learn more about it to avoid haste making waste.
As for why the other party mistook me for a staff member, the reason is also very simple.
What I just put on casually was also a heavy burqa.
The style is serious, the workmanship is not too exquisite, and the probability of it being left in a basement storage room is too high as a work uniform.
The only problem is that the style is a bit too serious and may not be approachable enough when explaining it to children.
"Go down the way I came to meet you, and I will continue to evacuate other people."
"Remember to work with others to assist my colleagues in checking everyone's identity——"
The young police officer's words stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on the lower edge of the burqa in front of him.
The professional quality is good. It is said that few people pay attention to what others are wearing on their feet.
I gave a secret praise before paying.
The clothes on his body were shattered, and so were his shoes.
The burqa is still very roomy, and when worn in front, it almost reaches to the ankles.
But that was almost it. His two feet were still exposed naked at the moment.
I was so absorbed in appreciating art just now that I didn't pay much attention to my dress, but I was noticed by this person for the last time.
Before paying, there was no reason to take off his shoes to show respect to the master of art, because the other person already had a weapon in his hand at the next moment.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
In front of the unusually thick barrel of the gun pointed at him, the young policeman asked in a cold voice with sharp eyes.
"Does the movement below have anything to do with you?"
The response was very fast and he was the talent I needed.
Snap your fingers before paying.
"May I have your name?"
"...Raffa Land."
The other party hesitated for a moment and announced his home address.
"Very well Rafael, now tell me who I am."
Um……
The young police officer looked Fu Qian up and down, lost in thought.
…
Now that I have decided to do a little research, it would be best to have an entry point.
Considering that he didn't know much about the situation, the young police officer in front of him was smart and capable, so he should be able to give a more appropriate suggestion regarding his identity.
So as early as the other party noticed the bare feet, Fu Qian had already tried to activate the lucid dream.
It turns out that this prop is available here.
In an instant, Rafadi was already thinking hard.
However, given Fu Qian's bizarre appearance, it is obvious that this is not an easy task.
As time passed, this face became visibly distorted to the naked eye.
"Uh... are you the missing staff member?"
In the end, he lived up to Fu Qian's expectations. At a certain moment, he slapped his thigh hard and felt relieved.
"I didn't expect you to still be here. Where have you been hiding these past two days... Let me think about it, your name is Anke?"
While talking, Rafael reached into his pocket, took out a stack of photo paper, and rummaged through it quickly.
But the next moment his hand froze there.
Fu Qian looked over and saw that the black and white photo was also a young man.
Of course, that was one of the few similarities between him and me. Their appearance and various characteristics were really different, and even their hair was slightly curly.
"you are not……"
His hands seemed to be shaking. Rafa let out a sigh of relief, looked up at Fu Qian, and was stunned again.
The face in front of me is exactly the same as in the photo.
What is professional!
Fu Qian snorted coldly at this. For him, pinching his face was as natural as breathing.
Even compared to the reference object in the photo, his height has been slightly modified.
"Okay, tell me what happened to me."
Without wasting any time, he motioned to Rafa to continue.
"...As a new staff member, you suddenly disappeared five days ago. Considering the efforts you have made to work here and the rent that has just been renewed, this is obviously abnormal-"
As he spoke, Rafadi's voice suddenly stopped, and he frowned and looked at his empty hands.
There was supposed to be a stack of photos there.
As for why it was gone... Fu Qian, who was standing opposite him, blinked and expressed the same surprise.
At that moment, the clear dream ended without warning.
In view of the good biological clock, make sure it is exactly one minute before paying.
This chapter has been completed!