Also made a little embarrassed by the atmosphere at the scene, Lu Weiwei held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help complaining to the phone:
"I said Zhang Liang, look what good things you have done? You made Uncle Xiao cry. I thought you were a love interest? I didn't expect that you are just a duplicitous bastard...
…”
"Comrade policeman, I...I also have my own difficulties." He was also scolded by this female policeman whom he had never met before. Zhang Liang on the phone was also very depressed at the moment.
But Lu Weiwei doesn't care about this, she hates the betrayer most in her life.
Especially Zhang Liang's treatment of Lao Xiao's daughter was unkind and unjust at first.
Although, in the end, I came to attend the funeral of Lao Xiao's daughter, knelt down and admitted my mistake, and was forgiven by Lao Xiao.
Even when he finally left, he asked Lao Xiao if he wanted to leave his daughter's posthumous works as a tribute. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like an infatuated man.
But it is this kind of character that has existed in Lao Xiao's impression for 15 years.
But today, 15 years later, the character of Zhang Liang collapsed so quickly that it almost caught people off guard.
No wonder Lao Xiao was so emotionally broken.
Yes, if there are still people who will miss my daughter in these 15 years, that can be considered a comfort to myself.
But now, Zhang Liang has shattered all Lao Xiao's illusions with his actual actions.
It's no wonder that everyone's current emotions are almost on Lao Xiao's side.
"Zhang Liang, why did you sell the posthumous work of Master Xiao's daughter?" While everyone was excited, only Gu Chen remained calm and continued to ask for relevant clues.
"The reason? The reason is because... I don't have money to buy a house." Zhang Liang said.
Gu Chen frowned and continued to ask on the phone: "If you don't have money to buy a house, will selling this painting give you money to buy a house?"
"Yes, although you may find it unbelievable, and even I find it unbelievable, in fact it is the case." Zhang Liang, who was on the other end of the phone, tried to calm down his mood before continuing to explain:
"I sold the painting and gained a small amount of wealth. In this way, I collected the down payment and bought this house, which relieved me a lot of burden."
"Wait a minute." As soon as Zhang Liang finished speaking, Gu Chen asked him directly:
"Can you tell me how much you sold that painting for?"
Hearing this, Officer Wang couldn't help but be stunned. He was instantly shocked and said: "You...you sold that painting for 200,000? It was just a manuscript. Are you sure you are not defrauding others?"
"No...no, absolutely not." Seeing Officer Wang being so excited, Zhang Liang immediately panicked and quickly clarified for himself:
"I didn't know before that my ex-girlfriend's drawings were so valuable?"
Zhang Liang on the phone took a deep breath, calmed down, and said involuntarily:
"You may think this is incredible, right? Yes, I also think that I just wanted to paint this painting as a memory."
"I didn't expect that my life would be a mess later and my career would suffer a setback."
"At that time, I had to bear the pressure of buying a house, so just when I didn't know what to do, I suddenly saw a post on the Internet about my ex-girlfriend."
"What is it?" Lu Weiwei asked him nervously.
"It's... it's a post about why a comic series was discontinued." Zhang Liang said.
Lu Weiwei thought of Lao Xiao's daughter, who had been cooperating with comic magazines in East Asian island countries, so she asked Zhang Liang:
"Is that comic strip a serial work from Neon Country?"
"Yes." Zhang Liang admitted.
"Then the author of this serial work is your ex-girlfriend?" Lu Weiwei asked again.
"Yes, it's her. Her pen name for creating this comic strip is called 'Chopin is Not As Sad as Me', and that post is about her work."
"I read the entire post completely, and then I discovered that my ex-girlfriend, because of the subject matter, is not very well-known in China."
"However, her works are mainly serialized in Neon Country, so she is very well-known there."
"Because the works he created were ghosts and monsters, and the works were vividly painted and of high quality. Once serialized, they became popular in the entire Neon Country comics market, and their popularity was even close to that of the top cartoonists in Neon Country at that time."
"She was also one of the most popular cartoonists outside of Neon Country at that time."
"But, on that day 15 years ago, after she handed in her last manuscript, she never published another work."
"And that work is still unfinished and is in a state of permanent discontinuation."
After sniffing, Zhang Liang continued: "So, the fans in Neon Country have been discussing this matter, and the update reminder index has also hit new highs."
"The poster who posted this post on the domestic forum has been studying abroad in Neon Country. After learning that the author of the comic book 'Chopin is Not as Sad as Me' is Chinese, the poster has been posting on various major forums to find him.
"
"The reason is to urge the author in person to continue serializing the work in Neon Country."
"What happened next?" Gu Chen continued to ask.
"Later?" Zhang Liang sighed and said helplessly:
“Later I told the poster that I knew ‘Chopin is not as sad as me’, and told the poster that this author was my ex-girlfriend.”
"However, my ex-girlfriend committed suicide by jumping into the river, so this comic will never be updated again."
Speaking of this, Zhang Liang seemed to be moved by the scene, and his nose was slightly sour.
On the phone, everyone could clearly feel Zhang Liang's regret on the other end.
Lu Weiwei sighed and asked helplessly: "So what happened next? What was the reaction of the poster?"
"The host was shocked." Zhang Liang choked up a few times and then said slowly:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The original poster said that this was the best spiritual food for him while he was studying abroad in Neon Country."
"Because China will not allow such extremely scary comics to be published, this creepy comic has been a bestseller in the Neon Country and has a large number of loyal fans."
"Even if the comic book is discontinued for many years, it will still be sought after by many fans."
"So, after understanding the situation, I finally figured out that my ex-girlfriend's reputation has long been a household name in Neon Country, but she has always kept a low profile, so I didn't know about it."
"But later, the poster questioned me again, asking if I would lie to him? To prove otherwise, I told the poster that I attended the funeral of my ex-girlfriend."
"And, after the funeral, I asked my ex-girlfriend's father, Uncle Xiao, for a piece of her posthumous work, which is the ghost head drawing."
"But this made the poster extremely excited, and he immediately asked to buy the painting."
"But after all, this is a relic of my ex-girlfriend, and I have always wanted to keep it as a memory, so I didn't agree."
"Since you didn't agree, why did you sell it later?" Director Xu Feng also felt a little strange.
Logically speaking, the premium for this kind of thing is very high.
But for Zhang Liang's value, it is obvious that it is more of a collection value.
Zhang Liang was a little helpless and said with shame: "I didn't want to sell it originally, but I told the landlord firmly that those were my thoughts that stayed with me, and they were the only thing that my ex-girlfriend could keep."
"No matter how the poster came to me later, I never agreed, but the poster seemed to be very persistent."
"It wasn't until later that I was worrying about raising the down payment for buying a house, and at the same time, I talked about this matter with my current lover."
"Of course, I didn't say it belonged to my ex-girlfriend, I just said it was a relic left by a friend."
"Moreover, I described the time I went to attend the funeral of my ex-girlfriend as attending the funeral of a friend. Therefore, my wife still thinks that my 'friend' was a cartoonist who died young."
"She didn't even know that this painting could actually be sold for money? So I also revealed to her that someone came to me and wanted to buy that painting, which I didn't agree to."
"Then what's your lover's attitude?" Officer Wang asked.
"My wife, she...she wants to sell that painting. She thinks it would be good if it could sell for one or two thousand."
"After all, that painting looked very scary. She had seen it before, so she was determined not to let the manuscript paper stay at home, so I kept it in the basement."
"Originally, she wanted to throw it away several times, but considering it was my friend's relic, she didn't do that."
"But now, there is an opportunity to dispose of this painting and make a small profit."
“So, after my lover’s persuasion and the landlord at the time, he sent me another message.”
"My head got hot and I asked the landlord how much money he could pay for it."
"What do you say over there?" Gu Chen asked.
"Over there? The poster over there asked me if I could see the photo? So I took a photo and sent it to the poster."
"And I told the poster that this paper was the original draft of the ghost head pattern for "Chopin Is Not as Sad as Me"."
"In the end, he gave me a number that I couldn't refuse, 150,000."
"150,000? Isn't it 200,000?" Lu Weiwei was also very shocked when she heard this number.
Officer Wang clicked his tongue twice: "Don't you want to bargain when you go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?"
"You don't need it in the supermarket." Lu Weiwei retorted.
Officer Wang was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.
At this time, Zhang Liang continued: "When I saw this price, I was confused, so I quickly asked the poster that I was talking about the national currency, the genuine Mao Zedong, not the Japanese yen.
"
"The poster told me that he was talking about Grandpa Mao. The poster said that he wanted to buy it. If this thing was resold to Neon Country, he might be able to make a small profit himself."
"Because he knew some of the big sponsors and big fans of my ex-girlfriend's serial works in Neon Kingdom at the time."
"Those fans are very willing to pay for this kind of author's legacy."
"When my wife saw this number, his eyes widened. He felt like he had picked up a big deal."
"So, she started doing business with this landlord, saying that if there was no 200,000 yuan, she would not negotiate."
"I became angry when I heard it. I said no matter how much money I paid, I would not sell it."
"But later, the landlord offered 180,000 yuan and told me and my wife to stop acting. The price was 180,000 yuan. If he sold it, he could come to my city the next day to complete the transaction."
"But I just didn't agree at the time, so the first conflict broke out with my lover after we got married. We had a fierce quarrel. I didn't know that a painting could turn out like this?"
"A painting that was once buried at the bottom of a box in the basement is actually worth 180,000?"
"To be honest, I am very excited. If I miss this opportunity, the 180,000 yuan will be fleeting."
"My wife also meant the same thing at the time. She said that it's rare for a mentally retarded person to spend 180,000 yuan to buy this painting. If we don't sell it, we're out of our minds."
"She kept nagging in my ear, saying that if I didn't take action, they might change their mind."
At the end of his speech, Zhang Liang felt extremely depressed. He couldn't help but sniffed and said with sobs:
"I was in great pain and seemed to be in a dilemma."
"One is that I once promised Uncle Xiao that I would keep this painting forever as a thought of mine."
"But the other one is the embarrassment faced by my family. In addition, my family conditions have not been good since I was a child, and my career has been frustrated. Therefore, it is difficult to buy a house at a high price. Even if I buy it, the high mortgage loan will weigh me down.
."
"But you have to know that 180,000 yuan more than ten years ago was still quite valuable."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Faced with this dilemma, I finally failed to withstand the pressure and compromised with reality."
"So, when the landlord urged me again, I told him that I would not sell it without 200,000 yuan."
"In the end, the host agreed?" Gu Chen said.
"Yes, he agreed, and the next day, he flew from Shanghai to Jiangnan City to verify the authenticity of the painting."
"I remember, he arranged for me to come to a coffee shop to discuss the deal that day, and the process went very smoothly."
"Because he is a die-hard fan of my ex-girlfriend, he can tell the authenticity of the painting at a glance. He knows that the smoothness of these lines is indeed the hand of my ex-girlfriend."
"In addition, I told him about the death of my ex-girlfriend before, and he came to Jiangnan City to verify it in person. He also learned through some channels that I did ask for a posthumous painting of my ex-girlfriend and kept it as a memory."
After a pause, Zhang Liang said sadly: "So, there were basically no big problems with the transaction that day. We drank coffee and completed the transaction smoothly."
"He gave me 200,000, and I gave him the manuscript picture of Ghost Head framed with exquisite borders."
"Then he left with the painting and I left with the money, and we each took what we needed."
"I used the 200,000 yuan to pay the down payment for the house, which relieved a lot of the pressure of buying a house."
"As for him, did he sell this manuscript and make a small profit? I don't know, and I don't want to know."
"I only know that I am a bastard. I betrayed Uncle Xiao's trust in me. I am just a bastard, a duplicitous bastard."
At the end, Lao Xiao in the video on Zhong Fakui's mobile phone was already in tears.
Zhang Liang, who was on the other end of the phone, was also crying.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became sad.
After a long time, Lu Weiwei took a deep breath and asked Zhang Liang on the phone: "Zhang Liang, have you contacted the buyer since then?"
"No, I didn't dare to get in touch because I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to sell it and would regret it later," Zhang Liang said.
Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Gu Chen turned to look at Officer Wang and Lu Weiwei, and said meaningfully:
"It seems that we have to start with the Ghost Head comics for this matter."
"That's right, but our prerequisite is that we need to know the situation of that work." Lu Weiwei said.
So Gu Chen asked Zhang Liang on the phone again: "Zhang Liang, do you know the name of your ex-girlfriend's work?"
"Call Ghost King." Zhang Liang said.
"Are you sure?" Gu Chen continued to ask him confirmingly.
"I'm very sure, because I once went to find out about it and found that the work is very popular in Neon Country."
"It's just a pity. If it weren't for me, maybe my ex-girlfriend would be a cartoonist drawing fresh works now. It's all my fault."
Zhang Liang also blamed himself in various ways.
But this kind of self-blame is worthless in Lao Xiao's eyes.
After all, he sold the things he valued most as commodities.
This also shows that I was blind when I forgave him in the first place.
Afterwards, Gu Chen asked for some more clues about "Ghost King" before hanging up the phone.
But at this moment, Lao Xiao, who had been listening to everyone's conversation, was still silently wiping his tears in Zhong Fakui's mobile video.
When Gu Chen and others saw this, they also looked at each other.
Lu Weiwei comforted the video: "Master Xiao, don't be sad. After all, people always have to look forward. Your daughter can't come back. However, Zhang Liang's actions are indeed chilling."
"Forget it." After hearing what Lu Weiwei said, Lao Xiao in the mobile video also waved his hand and said indifferently:
"Let the past be past. I won't dwell on this forever. He Zhang Liang also wants to live. A painting of my daughter can improve his life. This may be a good thing for Zhang Liang."
"If he hadn't left a drawing of my daughter as a memory, he might not have had the 200,000 yuan. After all, it was Zhang Liang's creation."
"Maybe my daughter is helping him secretly, what else can I say?"
"Then do you regret it?" Officer Wang asked.
Lao Xiao raised his eyebrows: "You mean... I threw away my daughter's other drawings and missed out on a lot of 200,000 yuan? Or you mean... I forgave Zhang Liang, but found that Zhang Liang had left the drawings he wanted to keep with me
, directly resell it to someone else?”
"All of them," Officer Wang said.
"Haha, it doesn't matter." Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Lao Xiao choked a few times and then said again:
"It's getting late. I have to rest. If you need my help or help with the investigation, you can call me at any time. Although I am out of town, my heart is still in Wangchao Town."
"Okay, thank you very much, Master Xiao. Good night, Master Xiao."
"Good night."
After a few brief greetings with Gu Chen, Lao Xiao hung up the video call.
At this time, Zhong Fakui also sighed and said angrily: "Bah! Who is this Zhang Liang? He is a villain and a hypocrite."
"When the daughter of Lao Xiao's family committed suicide by jumping into the river, I told Lao Xiao that Zhang Liang was not a good person."
"But Lao Xiao is an honest man after all. He will not hate anyone at all. The reason why he let Zhang Liang come to Jiangnan City for development was to test Zhang Liang's determination."
"But what he got in exchange was Zhang Liang's betrayal of his daughter."
Scratching his scalp, Zhong Fakui seemed to have not yet recovered from the conversation between the few people just now. He also slapped the table and said again:
"When Lao Xiao held his daughter's funeral, I was also there. If that guy named Zhang Liang hadn't knelt in front of Lao Xiao and begged for forgiveness, I would have wanted to rush up and slap him."
"But Lao Xiao is soft-hearted. Seeing this guy kneeling down and confessing his guilt again makes me feel bad."
"In addition, it was because of his own factors that the two of them were separated in the first place, so Lao Xiao ignored the past grudges."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Not only that, but he also agreed to Zhang Liang's request and gave Zhang Liang his daughter's painting."
"I originally thought that Zhang Liang was affectionate and righteous, but it was my stubbornness that broke up the relationship between my daughter and Zhang Liang."
"But now it seems that Zhang Liang is just a white-eyed wolf, a heartless hypocrite, everything is fake, a hypocritical bitch."
"Ahem." Seeing Lao Zhong cursing non-stop in the office, director Xu Feng couldn't help but cough twice and quickly interrupted:
"Well, Lao Zhong, don't get angry, it's not worth it for this kind of person."
"Isn't it?" After hearing what Xu Feng said, Lao Zhong was furious and said in a bad mood:
"Just because Lao Xiao is an honest man, should honest people be bullied? If Zhang Liang still dares to stand in front of me..."
Waving his hand, Lao Zhong said again: "You don't need him, Lao Xiao, to take action. If I go up and slap him twice, he will have to beat this bitch to his knees and beg for mercy."
"Okay, Boss Zhong, we know that you are a kind and righteous man, but... this problem cannot be solved by beating people." Lu Weiwei also saw that Zhong Fakui was a dramatist, and she was a little immersed in the anger just now and couldn't extricate herself, so she hurriedly
Come and give me a few words of advice.
Zhong Fakui put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "I'm so angry. Really, how many years have I been friends with Lao Xiao? I'm really sad to see him not doing well."
"Now the business of my blueberry planting base is getting better year by year. I have also persuaded Lao Xiao not to leave his hometown and come back to work with me. I will give you shares."
"But Lao Xiao has always been reluctant to go home because of his face, and because he has always been estranged from the neighbors here. The harm, in the final analysis, is all caused by Zhang Liang, so when looking for a son-in-law, he must find someone to rely on.
Speculated."
"Okay, Old Zhong, it's getting late, you should go back and rest." Seeing that Zhong Fakui seemed to treat the director's office as a storytelling scene, Xu Feng was also quite embarrassed, holding Zhong Fakui's shoulders with both hands, and was about to take him out.
mean.
Lao Zhong was also a sensible person. He knew that Gu Chen and others had to work on the case overnight, so there was no need to delay, so he hurriedly said:
"Okay, then I'll go back first. If you need my help with anything, please just call me."
"Then thank you, Boss Zhong." Seeing that Boss Zhong has indeed helped everyone a lot, Gu Chen also feels that Boss Zhong is a warm-hearted person.
Then he added: "Actually, not yet, but there is one thing that I hope Boss Zhong can remember, that is, don't say a word of everything that happened in the office tonight, including what you heard."
"No problem, I promise not to tell." Hearing this, Zhong Fakui also patted his chest and promised.
Lu Weiwei, who has experience in this area, immediately vaccinated Zhong Fakui in advance and said: "Boss Zhong, you didn't say you wouldn't tell anyone, and then told your family when you got back?"
"Then your family also said they wouldn't tell anyone, but then they turned around and told others. In less than a day, the entire Wangchao Town knew about it, right?"
"Harm! Who do you think I am, Old Zhong?" Seeing that Lu Weiwei seemed to have said the important point, Old Zhong, who almost wanted to go back and tell his family, suddenly expressed his position again:
"Lao Xiao is a good friend of mine. If I tell others, it would be unfair to Lao Xiao. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret and never reveal a word."
"Okay." Seeing that Zhong Fakui was almost educated, Officer Wang walked up to Zhong Fakui, patted Zhong Fakui on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "We believe in you, Boss Zhong, and your blueberries are delicious.
"
"Ha ha……"
With one sentence, all the embarrassments at the scene were resolved. Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Then in a pleasant tone, Zhong Fakui left the director's office and returned home.
On the other side, after sending Zhong Fakui away, everyone sat together again and prepared to discuss the case.
"Junior brother Gu, since this old Xiao's daughter is called...'Chopin is not as sad as I am' and her serial works are overseas, should we find this comic through some channels?"
"Perhaps what we want can be found in this comic? After all, this ghost head pattern seems to have been circulated in the Neon Country for a long time. So this is the same as the pattern left on the coffin, and that one
Are the patterns on the bamboo slices all related?"
"It's very possible." Gu Chen took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at his watch.
Seeing that the time had reached one o'clock in the morning unknowingly, Gu Chen also reminded: "Why don't we end it today and everyone go back and have a rest. We will talk about the rest tomorrow."
"Okay." After being reminded by Gu Chen, Director Xu Feng realized that his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy.
If it weren't for Gu Chen's reminder, I might not have noticed that I was already exhausted.
After everyone exchanged a few brief words, Gu Chen, Officer Wang and Lu Weiwei returned directly to the rest area.
…
…
The next morning.
When the police officers who were sleeping on the mat in the basement of the lounge woke up one after another, they found that Gu Chen had already woken up, standing alone by the window, looking at the rising sun in the distance, and seemed to be deep in thought.
Yuan Shasha rubbed her eyes and walked to Gu Chen and whispered: "Senior Brother Gu, Senior Sister Lu has already told me what happened last night. You are worried about that comic, right?"
"That's right." Gu Chen nodded slightly and said helplessly: "That comic is banned in China, so I searched for it for a long time last night and couldn't find it."
"But if you don't know the content of that comic, I think it will be even harder to find more important clues."
Turning to look at Yuan Shasha, Gu Chen added: "You have to know, starting from last night when we found the piece of bamboo with the ghost head pattern in the jungle, and the ghost head pattern on the coffin, these are all telling us
, it seems that the murderer did it intentionally."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The purpose is to let us find the answer. But last night, we already figured out that this ghost head pattern originated from the old
Xiao’s daughter’s works during her lifetime.”
"But her works have been selling well in the Neon Country, but they are rarely known in China."
"In this case, how did the murderer get such a ghost head pattern? And how could he draw such a ghost head so vividly? This is worth our investigation."
"That means finding that comic, right?" Yuan Shasha asked.
"Yes." Gu Chen also nodded and replied: "The most important thing at the moment is to find the original comic, and then find out what role this ghost head plays in the comic? What does the murderer want to tell us?
"
"Uh, let's do it this way." Seeing that Gu Chen was still worrying about the comic book "Chopin is not as sad as me", Yuan Shasha volunteered and said:
"I have a few friends studying abroad in Neon Country. I think they should be able to use their own convenience to find the serial work."
"I can ask them to send the comic back. If that doesn't work, I can also ask them to take pictures of the comic content and then send it to me."
"Then, we can print out all these things and analyze them. What do you think?"
"It's best if this is the case." Seeing Yuan Shasha give the solution, Gu Chen sighed with relief and said:
"But, is your friend reliable?"
"I don't know, maybe it's unreliable?" Yuan Shasha also smiled self-deprecatingly, then took out her mobile phone and reminded:
"I'm going to contact them and see if they can help?"
"Okay, thank you for the hard work, Xiao Yuan." Gu Chen said.
"You're welcome." Yuan Shasha smiled and turned to leave, quickly disappearing into the corridor.
As more and more police officers woke up, everyone began to stretch their muscles in the lounge.
Not long after, Officer Wang and Lu Weiwei, with the help of Zhang Wenxia, brought a basket of breakfast to them.
Zhang Wenxia also smiled and said: "Everyone has worked hard. This is breakfast prepared for everyone. Each person has one portion, which is tied up in a bag. You can eat as you like. If you don't have enough, you can take more. There are 5 extra portions in it."
"Thank you, Sister Zhang."
Seeing that Zhang Wenxia was so polite, everyone expressed their gratitude.
For a moment, the police officers who had finished washing immediately sat cross-legged together and enjoyed this simple breakfast.
Gu Chen also peeled off the last tea egg and put it into his mouth. Only then did he notice Yuan Shasha walking in from outside.
"Xiao Yuan, your breakfast." Gu Chen reminded him, holding a piece of breakfast.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu." Yuan Shasha took the breakfast from Gu Chen and started to enjoy it.
Lu Weiwei, who was drinking soy milk, asked in confusion: "Xiao Yuan, where did you go just now? I didn't see you in the bathroom."
"If Junior Brother Gu hadn't brought you a portion in advance, those starving ghosts would have killed you as well."
"Haha, is that right? I just contacted my friends in Neon Country and asked them to help find that comic."
"Really?" After hearing what Yuan Shasha said, Officer Wang on the side was also curious and asked: "Does Little Yuan have any friends from the Neon Kingdom?"
"Yes, some students studying and working in Neon Country." Yuan Shasha said.
Officer Wang nodded silently and asked, "Then what did they say?"
"They said, go find this comic for me now and send it by airmail. It will definitely be very slow."
"So they decided to buy the comic books, take pictures one by one, and send them to me."
"After we receive the pictures, we can print them out for reference."
"You can also project these photos according to their serial numbers for interpretation and analysis."
"That's great." After hearing what Yuan Shasha said, Lu Weiwei also said happily:
"In this way, it seems that significant progress can be made in solving the mystery of Guitou."
Several people nodded to each other, then stood in a row and enjoyed breakfast by the window.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, when everyone came to the conference room to prepare for today's investigation, Yuan Shasha's mobile phone began to receive messages.
So Yuan Shasha immediately raised her hand and said: "Senior Brother Gu, pictures of comic works from Neon Country have begun to be transmitted."
"Is it an email?" Gu Chen asked.
"Yes." Yuan Shasha nodded.
Gu Chen glanced at a computer in the conference room and asked Xu Feng, the director: "Brother Xu, can I borrow the equipment in the office?"
"Of course, you can use it as you like, the password is AE86110."
When hearing this number, many police officers at the scene suppressed laughter, but Yuan Shasha ignored it. She immediately came to the computer, entered her password, logged in to her email account, and began to receive emails from Neon Country.
Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei, Officer Wang and Xu Feng were surrounding Yuan Shasha, always paying attention to the file situation.
"Emails are sent in a sequential manner. Every time they take a group of photos, they will send a file first, and subsequent photos will be sent according to the number."
While speaking, Yuan Shasha had already clicked on the file numbered 001. After decompressing the file, she clicked on the picture.
Suddenly, a cover photo with a ghost head pattern appeared on the projection screen in the conference room.
Many police officers from the criminal investigation team at the scene were frightened by the horrifying style when they saw this pattern for the first time.
The weather is very hot, but everyone feels cold.
It's not because of the air conditioner, but because the work "Chopin Is Not as Sad as Me" is so terrifying that it gives everyone a chill down their spines.
"Isn't this too scary?" A third-level police superintendent shrank his neck and said in horror: "I have never seen a work with this style of painting. It's scary to see."
"Yeah, this is a horror comic, right?" Another second-level superintendent couldn't help but frown, feeling that he couldn't accept this style of painting.
When other police officers saw this, they also started talking about it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Yuan Shasha didn't care about this and continued to retrieve pictures.
Soon, according to the arrangement order, Yuan Shasha began to look through the photos on the projection screen.
At the same time, all the police officers in the conference room began to read comics compulsively.
Since the text in the comic is all in Japanese, everyone can only guess its meaning through a small number of Chinese characters that appear in Japanese.
But through the pictures, you can actually see many storylines.
The story tells the story of the growth of a generation of ghost kings.
The story takes place in a virtual world. It roughly means that the ghost king was a human before. Later, he was bullied, excluded, and even betrayed by his own people. He suffered all kinds of torture. Finally, at the end of the first folder, he began to change.
He had to become ferocious and start his own path of evolution as a ghost king.
"What is this? Do people in Neon Country like this style of painting?" Lu Weiwei trembled after seeing it.
Before, I only felt that the ghost head was scary.
But now, after seeing this horror comic, Lu Weiwei feels that there is no need for air conditioning or watermelon to relieve the heat this summer. Reading this horror comic can solve everything.
Officer Wang couldn't bear it, and he said angrily: "Fortunately, this kind of horror cartoon has not been spread here, otherwise if my daughter Xiaobei reads it, she will be so scared that she can't sleep at night. This
Isn’t it too scary?”
"That's why this kind of work is prohibited from being circulated here." Gu Chen reminded.
Officer Wang thought for a moment, then looked at Gu Chen and said, "Gu Chen, do you think this Lao Xiao's daughter hates life so much that she would draw such a work?"
"The name is also called "Ghost King"? Looking at the cover, I feel a little unbearable. It feels too heavy."
"Especially the style of painting that is not suitable for children is simply unacceptable. Even TV dramas would not dare to shoot such horrific scenes."
"Perhaps, this was the most direct psychological characteristic and reaction of Lao Xiao's daughter at that time?" Gu Chen said.
Just after everyone read the first folder, Yuan Shasha took advantage of the situation and clicked on the decompressed file No. 2.
Suddenly, another series of pictures flashed on the projection screen one after another.
Everyone was still forced to watch it. Many police officers had never been exposed to such horror and strange cartoons, so several police officers even began to show symptoms of discomfort.
Some simply don't look at it and divert their attention.
However, Gu Chen was immune to these.
Gu Chen has seen many kinds of corpses, so although this horror comic is a bit surreal, the style of painting is very touching.
It seems that while reading this comic, the whole person will have a brief feeling of suffocation, but after stopping for a while, I feel relaxed again.
This may be the power of the deceased cartoonist "Chopin is not as sad as me". She was able to firmly capture people's hearts with the content of her paintings.
It seems that the paintings on the surface are various ghosts and monsters, but in fact, the prototype is human beings themselves.
The highly immersive experience made many police officers instantly addicted to it after watching it.
At this moment, Lu Weiwei, who was just looking around, suddenly noticed something unusual. She quickly pointed to one of the photos and said, "Junior brother Gu, look quickly. The 76th picture in folder No. 2 is a coffin."
"There is a ghost head pattern on the side of the coffin, exactly the same as when we found it on the mountain?"
"It's true." Gu Chen quickly found the photo after following Lu Weiwei's prompts.
In the photo at this time, the strangely painted side corners of the coffin and the ghost head pattern are so lifelike that they seem to be real.
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