A few days later, the annual art festival opened grandly.
The Shuanzhuang Art Festival has become the largest cultural and art festival in China, including many domestic and foreign art works, displaying contemporary art through various exhibitions and academic lectures. After several years of development, it has reached the scale of an art fair. On the opening day, many reporters gathered
, also attracts a number of artists and tourists from all over the world.
In this art festival, performance art is strictly restricted.
The organizers and local neighborhood committees posted notices, strengthened security, and banned any performance art in all exhibition halls and venues.
The four members of the special case team pretended to be tourists and came to enjoy this feast of contemporary art.
Su Mei was a little disappointed and said: I really want to see performance art, but now they don't come out.
Deputy Secretary Huang pushed Professor Liang in the wheelchair and said: Those performance artists are very bold, and they will not miss this opportunity to show themselves.
Professor Liang said: Everyone should be more vigilant. The murderer may have appeared. Let all surveillance personnel be in place and each person be responsible for an area.
Deputy Secretary Huang arranged for many plainclothes police officers to secretly observe the halls and exhibition halls, focusing on whether there are venues displaying amber or other resin crafts. The sculpture gallery and several art studios are key targets of surveillance.
There was a commotion in front of the exhibition hall, and the first performance artist appeared.
This man was a long-haired man, wearing an iron hoop on his head, a leopard-print apron on his waist, and a net bag tied to the bamboo pole in his hand. He was carried out of the exhibition hall by several security guards and roughly thrown on the cement floor in front of the door.
This performance artist plays Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong shouted: You two little demons, I have lost my somersault cloud, I want to catch the cloud, please do it for me.
Sun Wukong stood up, held up his net bag, and waved it a few times, trying to break into the exhibition hall again.
Two security guards grabbed Sun Wukong and beat him with punches and kicks. One security guard broke the bamboo pole with his knee, and the other security guard cursed: You are so crazy, you are still catching clouds, show me your farts.
Su Mei said: Performance art is quite fun. Sun Wukong is quite funny.
Hualong said: There are four of us, and there are also four people who learn scriptures in Journey to the West. I think I am Wukong, and Xiaomei you are Bajie.
Professor Liang smiled and said: Let's go catch the goblins.
Su Mei said: Uncle Liang, you are good or bad. You also say that I am Zhu Bajie. I am Sha Monk. Xiao Bao, can you be Bajie?
Bao Zhan said: Uh... okay, it's just a joke anyway.
The exhibition hall is very large, divided into seven exhibition halls. There are staff guarding the entrance, so it is unlikely that performance artists will sneak in. In the college student design exhibition area, there are two etiquette ladies in red cheongsam distributing gifts. One etiquette lady said to Su
Mei said: Hello, this is a free gift given to you by the organizer.
Su Mei took the gift box with a smile and said thank you.
Hualong reached out for a gift box. The etiquette lady smiled and said: Sorry, we only give it to women and children.
The gifts were distributed soon after, and the two etiquette ladies left immediately.
Su Mei opened the gift box, and there was actually a fluffy chick standing in the box, like a small yellow pom-pom.
Su Mei said: It's so cute, little chicken, are you hungry? Why don't you scream?
Everyone saw that the corners of the chicken's tender yellow mouth were tied with a cotton thread. Su Mei untied the cotton thread, and the chicken chirped.
Professor Liang said: I have been fooled!
Bao Zhan said: Could it be that this is also performance art?
Deputy Secretary Huang said: The two etiquette ladies must be performance artists, and the thought they want to express should be - chicks are life, given to women and children, each recipient will make a choice, facing a problem, which one is right?
Take responsibility for this little life or abandon it.
Hualong said: Xiaomei, what do you want to do?
Su Mei said: Brother Hualong, this chick is so cute, can you hold it for me?
Hualong said: I won't be fooled, don't give me this trouble.
Su Mei said: Humph, at worst, I will take him back and raise chickens in the office of the special case team, and they will crow and disturb you to death every morning.
Next to the exhibition area of college students' works is the art gallery, which has the largest flow of people. Some abandoned chickens are running in the gallery, and some chickens have been trampled to death...
The special case team visited the art museum and looked at many sculptures, but found nothing. The surveillance system of the exhibition hall was taken over by the police, and electronic probes were placed in every corner. No suspicious persons related to the Amber Child Corpse Case were found.
The first day of the art festival is over and the exhibition hall is closed. The special case team is a little disappointed and can only look forward to tomorrow.
After it got dark, some performance artists gathered in the open space outside the exhibition hall, which was very lively. Several strange-shaped lamps were lit in the open space. The makers of the lamps described their works to reporters. The oil for these lamps came from beauty salons.
, made from the fat extracted by beautiful women after losing weight, the human oil lamp was named "Aladdin's Magic Lamp" by the maker, and it can make three wishes.
There are several performance artists hanging in the woods next to the clearing. They use steel hooks to pierce their skin from their backs and hang themselves up like selling pork.
There was a tractor parked by the woods. There was a man lying under the car and tapping with an iron wrench. The sound attracted reporters. Several performance artists stood in front of the tractor deeply. One of them thought for a long time and asked: Brother, what are you doing?
What theme does this work want to express?
The man under the car replied: My car broke down and is being repaired.
The police paid close attention to every performance artist, and Bao Zhan was following the bald man wearing a down jacket in the summer. At this time, exciting news came. The cleaning staff found many amber photos in the closed exhibition hall.
There is a human head in amber!
That was Liu Ming's head. His eyes were open and confused.
The photo was taken with a mobile phone. Although the pixels are not high, you can clearly see that in the photo, the amber head is made with exquisite craftsmanship and is crystal clear. The human head in the amber is vivid and lifelike.
These photos were posted on the bathroom partition door for everyone to see. A phone number was also left on the photos, indicating that the creator wanted to sell his work.
It is impossible for so many tourists to see every work in the art festival, but they will all go to the bathroom.
There is no surveillance in the bathroom, and the location in front of the toilet was ignored by the organizers, but it was effectively used. The person who posted the photo may have lamented: The best works can only be posted in the bathroom of the art exhibition hall.
Obviously, the person who posted the photo was the murderer, and the purpose of making the amber head was to sell it. This daring guy actually left his contact number. The special case team immediately notified the telecommunications department to launch an investigation into this number. Art Festival
On that day, dozens of people called this number, including calls from overseas. It seemed that many people were interested in this piece of art after seeing the photo in the toilet, and wanted to buy it or inquire about the price.
Su Mei geolocated the number, hoping to find the murderer as soon as possible, but Bao Zhan accidentally discovered a shortcut.
Wearing feathers that summer
A bald man in a velvet jacket paid for a delinquent woman and performed sexual acts in public in the woods. The police arrested him on the spot. Bao Zhan looked through the bald man's cell phone and found that the phone number in the address book was the one with the amber head photo.
The owner of the number is named: Mark.
The special case team immediately conducted a surprise interrogation of the bald man. Professor Liang asked: Is the Mark on your mobile phone your friend?
The bald man said: We can be considered colleagues, Mark is also a performance artist.
Professor Liang asked: Do you know where he lives?
The bald man said: It's not far from here, I've been there.
Deputy Secretary Huang said: Let's do this. You will lead us to find him. Your crime is not serious, and we can consider releasing you.
The bald man said: Did Mark do something bad? If you want me to take the blame, I can take you to find him, but I have a condition. I don’t want any release, so just detain me. What I want is...detention.
Release me in a few days, and you will tell the outside world that I escaped from prison... This way I can become famous!
The four members of the special case team looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
The bald man took off his glasses and said: I'm ready. Fighting in the field is just the first step of my performance art. You see, this glasses frame is a disguised Lan Gang small saw. I originally planned to escape from prison. Since you ask for it,
For me, I don't need to actually jailbreak.
Led by the bald man, the police quickly found Mark's residence.
It was a resin handicraft factory, also in Tongzhou District, not far from Shuangzhuang. Because the factory had closed down, the police did not pay attention to it during the investigation. This factory was involved in a lawsuit and was sealed by the court. There was no one in the factory.
The manager also ran away. There were weeds growing in the yard, the workshop was sealed, and there were still some raw materials in the warehouse. The workers had already dismissed and went home, and the dormitories were idle there.
Mark once worked in a resin handicraft factory. After the factory closed down, he did not go home. He performed performance art on the streets during the day and still lived in the dormitory at night. Sometimes he would quietly bring his friends here to spend the night. The bald man once followed Mark over the bricks of the factory.
Wall, stayed here for one night.
When Hualong and several armed police officers arrested Mark, Mark was trading with a Hong Kong businessman in his dormitory. The Hong Kong businessman came to buy the amber head made by Mark, and the two parties haggle over the price because people kept calling Mark to express their interest.
To purchase, the Hong Kong businessman finally negotiated the deal for 110,000 yuan.
The amber head was placed on the bed in the dormitory, and the amber hands, amber feet, and amber heart made by Liu Ming were found under the bed.
During the interrogation, Mark was very calm. He admitted that he made corpse amber, but denied that he committed murder.
Professor Liang asked: Did Liu Ming commit suicide?
Mark replied: You are right. He committed suicide. He voluntarily donated his body to me. I have a donation agreement written by him.
Hualong said: "Fuck you, what's the name of that kid? Is he committing suicide?"
Mark said: You are talking about that child, you have discovered it, right? The child’s name is Xi Wa’er. The child’s mother used to work in this factory. Later, the factory closed down, and the child’s mother worked in a ramen restaurant.
Xiwa'er is an illegitimate child, not a suicide.
Bao Zhan asked: How did Xiwa'er die?
Mark said: The child's mother said he died of gas, and asked me to help find a place to bury him. I did it wrong. I made it into amber. I just wanted to try if I could make a person into amber.
Su Mei said: "Don't be so messy. It's useless to lie. Where is the child's mother? Where is the ramen restaurant?"
Mark said: The child's mother eloped with a waiter from a ramen restaurant. If you don't believe it, I will take you to ask.
