Chapter 847 Missing

"Could it be that the boss left first?" Jiang Cheng raised a very normal hypothesis.

"No." The tone of Wu Bin on the other side was very sure, "The boss's suitcase is still in the room, and his documents and other documents are all there. Only the person is missing."

"More importantly, there is a leather shoe left in the office, not far behind the door." Wu Bin emphasized: "It's the same pair the boss is wearing today, and the employee recognized it at a glance."

"And while this employee was waiting for the boss, he stayed at the front desk of the reasoning hall, right next to the store door, and he didn't see the boss come out."

It was a bit far-fetched to choose to call the police based on these illusory things. Jiang Cheng remained calm, knowing that Wu Bin still had something to say.

"This employee thought about the police coming to the store today and the various abnormalities in the boss after the police left, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart."

"He immediately took out his cell phone and called his boss."

At this point, Wu Bin's tone became stagnant and his breathing became rapid. Jiang Cheng subconsciously frowned slightly, knowing that the key point was here.

After about 5 seconds of silence, Wu Bin's voice became low and strange, and said: "The mobile phone boss's phone rang, and it was in this office."

"Where?" Jiang Cheng asked very cooperatively.

"Behind the door." Wu Bin said: "The ringtone of the mobile phone came from behind the door! The layout of this office is not very good. The door can be pushed wide. After the door is pushed open from the outside, there is a gap between it and the wall. At an angle, it’s a blind spot.”

Jiang Cheng imagined the scene at that time and asked after a long time: "So the store owner is hiding behind the door?"

Jiang Cheng originally planned to ask about the shop owner's body behind the door. After all, under such circumstances, Jiang Cheng didn't think he could survive. However, in order not to irritate Wu Bin, he chose to be more conservative in asking.

But the other party's answer was a bit beyond his expectation, "No." Wu Bin answered simply, "The angle there is so small that there is no room to hide a person. There is a painting, an oil painting, hanging behind the door. A big oil painting!”

The moment he heard the word "oil painting", Jiang Cheng's eyes changed. The eyes of Xia Qiang and others who were leaning closer to listen to the phone also changed. Huaiyi thought of the scene that happened in Room 19 and couldn't help but gasp. The air is cool and the wind is blowing down my spine.

"What kind of oil painting?" Jiang Cheng's voice remained calm.

"It's a very old oil painting. I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, it's not the style I like. It should be Western. The overall atmosphere looks very depressing. A police officer told me that the content of the painting It looks like it has something to do with religion, sacrifice or something, I don’t understand.”

"What's even more strange is that this employee said that although he knew that his boss was an arty person and there were some paintings hanging on the walls in the office for decoration, he didn't remember that there were paintings hanging on the back of the door, and he had no memory of the paintings. Neither."

"As long as you see such a painting once, you will never forget it. It's a painting." Wu Bin seemed to be thinking about suitable words to describe it in his mind, but in the end, he gave up and continued: "Anyway, we also called several others. When the employees came, they said they had never seen it.”

"By the way, there is a red river on the painting, and there are many strangely dressed people bathing in the river. Their expressions are very strange, they seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of their eyes are raised upward."

Jiang Cheng felt that Wu Bin on the other end of the phone was a little strange, and he couldn't get to the point after talking for a long time, so he interrupted: "Captain Wu, just now you said that the phone rang behind the door."

"Yes, I was about to tell you this!" Wu Bin's tone suddenly became excited, "The phone rang behind the door! But it wasn't behind the door, it was in the painting. The ringtone of the phone came from the painting. This painting is hanging behind the door!”

"Is there a cell phone ringtone coming from the painting?" Zhou Tong was a little distracted for a moment, this was beyond her understanding.

"Yes, that's it! And we also saw a shining place in an inconspicuous position in the oil painting."

"That's a cell phone!"

"The phone was tightly held in a person's hand. No, no, it was half of a person's hand to be precise. Only the upper body of that person was left, and everything below the waist was gone!"

"It's the missing shop owner. His upper body is being carried by someone, and his lower body is thrown a few meters away. There is only one shoe left on his foot!" Wu Bin said the last word, and his voice trembled. , as you can imagine, the old detective suffered a psychological shock at this moment.

It is no exaggeration to say that the world view he has always believed in is collapsing.

Through Wu Bin's description, the whole story of the incident appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind. After they left, the midnight killer approached the shop owner.

The oil painting they had seen appeared strangely in the shop owner's office. They killed the shop owner in an incomprehensible way, and then dragged his body into the painting, blending it with the world in the painting. As one body.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came from the other end of the microphone, and Jiang Cheng heard it clearly, like the sound made by a person slamming his head against the wall.

"Huh?" Wu Bin made a confused voice.

"What happened?" Jiang Cheng suddenly had an ominous premonition. After all, judging from the conversation, Wu Bin and the others were at the scene.

Wu Bin did not answer Jiang Cheng, but shouted at the top of his voice: "What's going on over there?"

For a long time, there was no response.

"Dong Yong?" Wu Bin asked loudly.

Jiang Cheng heard that the other side of the microphone was unusually quiet, with only Wu Bin's slightly rapid breathing. The previous chaotic sound disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?" Wu Bin's voice suddenly became panicked, accompanied by the sound of rapid walking, and there was a faint sound of wind around.

"Captain Wu, what happened there?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.

"The lights in the corridor are off, it's dark here, there was a sound in the office just now, a very strange sound, my team members are still inside, I called them, but no one responded." Although Wu Bin was nervous, his thoughts were still clear.

"What's going on?" Wu Bin's voice suddenly became panicked, accompanied by the sound of rapid walking, and there was a faint sound of wind around.

"Captain Wu, what happened there?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.

"The lights in the corridor are off, it's dark here, there was a sound in the office just now, a very strange sound, my team members are still inside, I called them, but no one responded." Although Wu Bin was nervous, his thoughts were still clear.

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