I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

After Qiong Ren hung up Zhang Qingqing's phone call, he immediately called Panda Jing.

Xiong Miao said that they also discovered this matter.

Zhang Weiwei opened an online store. The big customer who is suspected of being a scar-faced man and Zhang Weiwei both traded through the online store. After receiving Qiong Ren's report last time, the Special Affairs Department contacted the platform and monitored Zhang Qingqing's online shop transaction information, as soon as that person talked with Zhang Qingqing, they received a reminder, and now they are trying their best to find the customer's information.

Sure enough, the police are still reliable. Since the real police stationed in the Special Affairs Department, the work status of this procrastinated department has suddenly changed.

Zhang Hao waited for Qiongren to hang up the phone, his brows were furrowed into a knot: "Then what should we do now? Do you have to do something to hit ghosts?"

Qiong Ren shook his head: "He didn't hit a ghost. Although he has a clue, it's hard to say exactly how."

Zhang Hao frowned, and unconsciously picked his knuckles, and Qiong Ren saw that his knuckles were all smashed.

Some people are like this. As long as they become anxious, they can't help tearing the skin of their hands, picking their knuckles, and biting their hands.Looking at Zhang Hao's hand, it feels like he has been anxious for a long time.

It felt like Zhang Hao didn't care about Chen Ruize. As a single dog, Qiong Ren felt that he didn't have much say in the affairs between the couple, so his tone was a little more polite: "I will find a way, you go to filming first."

Zhang Hao was worried, and nodded reluctantly.

"Ms. Joan—"

Meng Qingxuan's loud voice shook the sky, Qiong Ren's heart skipped a beat, and he ran away.

Zhang Hao realized what might have happened, his chest and back were instantly drenched in cold sweat, and he ran after Qiong Ren.

"Mr. Qiong, Mr. Chen passed out." Meng Qingxuan said anxiously, "Do you want to send him to the hospital?"

Wang Boduan shook his head: "I think it's more like a soul leaving a body."

Zhang Hao hugged Chen Ruize's shoulders, looked at Qiong Ren anxiously, hoping to get a letter of approval from Qiong Ren.

"It's the living soul leaving the body." In Qiong Ren's eyes, Chen Ruize's living soul seemed to be bound and dragged away by invisible chains. The speed was extremely fast, and running must not be able to catch up.

Qiong Ren asked anxiously: "Do you have a way to track down living souls?"

Wang Boduan quickly replied: "I will!"

The more urgent the matter was, the calmer Qiong Ren became. He ordered: "Qingxuan, protect Ruize, Boduan, you and I will go after Ruize's living soul."

Qiong Ren entrusted Meng Qingxuan with the important task of appeasing the scene, and rushed out with Wang Boduan himself.

The staff present were in a trance for a while, what happened?Aren't they filming "Peach Blossom Fan"? Why does it feel like they are watching the version of "Evil Force"...

Wang Boduan sat in the driver's seat and stuck a small compass on the air conditioner. The small spoon on the compass was pointing to the northeast, which should be used to track the traces of living souls.

Just as the car was about to start, Zhang Hao opened the door and jumped in.

"I'm going too," Zhang Hao said with a bit of a gasp as his physical strength was no match for that of Qiong Ren and Wang Boduan, "I'm not at ease."

Qiong Ren walked past him to open the door, and kicked him down: "Director Zhang, you just need to guard him carefully, call him by his name more often, do you understand if he is called Hun? I will save him."

The car followed the compass for a certain distance, and the further it went, the more it went further and further away. Originally, the shooting location was on the edge of the city, but now it was heading out of the city.

Qiong Ren called the special affairs department to the police as soon as he got in the car, but he couldn't pin all his hopes on the special affairs department.Although the current special affairs department is more reliable than before, it is not like a police station. Not every community has one, and the speed of dispatching police is very limited.

If you come to the eastern suburbs from where the Special Affairs Department is located, it will take an hour and a half even if you take the expressway around the city.

When they drove to a very side road, the small spoon on the compass turned around a few times and no longer pointed to a certain place. Wang Boduan said, "It should be around here."

"Yeah." Qiong Ren nodded slightly, and he saw that there seemed to be a door at the end of the road, "The car is parked next to it, let's walk over."

The two got out of the car and took a closer look. There was actually a villa with a single door and a courtyard. Inside the iron gate was a hillside. The villa was not big, but it was built on the top of the hill.

Qiong Ren vaguely heard Chen Ruize's cry for help.

He cheered up: "It really is here!"

The fence of the villa is very high, and there is a dense anti-theft gill net on it, so there is no place to start.

Qiong Ren was thinking hard about how to get in, when he accidentally touched the door, the door opened.

Wang Boduan showed surprise, and said with a smile: "So the door is not closed."

Qiong Ren pushed the door open and touched the lock cylinder.It was slightly hot there, and it was cut off neatly.

The corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and he greeted Wang Boduan, "Go in."

Walking to the front of the hill from the path covered by trees at the door, Qiong Ren looked at the house on the top of the hill, nodded and said: "There is no camera, just go directly."

Wang Boduan was very impressed: "You can even calculate with a camera?"

Qiong Ren: "Idol instinct."

Finding the camera is a very important ability for idols. If you don’t find the right camera during the stage performance, the audience in front of the screen will have a poor perception of the performance.

As the ceiling of the idol industry, Qiong Ren's ability to find a scene is of course also the ceiling.

Wang Boduan followed him to the middle of the mountain, and suddenly said: "The Fengshui here is more suitable for building temples, not suitable for people to live in."

Qiong Ren doesn't understand Feng Shui, so he can't see anything.

He ran extremely fast and his voice was soft, like a light deer, he rushed to the gate of the villa first. When he got here, Chen Ruize's cry for help did not become more obvious, but became inaudible.

This is not a good sign.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, as if the owner of this villa had no awareness of precautions, and doors everywhere could be pushed open at will.

Qiong Ren touched the slightly hot lock cylinder, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The first floor was quiet and unpopular.

Qiong Ren remembered Chen Ruize's description of the dream, and felt that the room in the dream should be upstairs, so he gave up searching the first floor and went directly to the stairs to the second floor.

After finding the stairs, Qiong Ren became more and more sure that this was the place in Chen Ruize's dream, because the stairs here were equipped with a lifting device, which he had seen in movies before, and this device was specially used for wheelchairs to go up and down stairs.

His footsteps were light and soundless, like a cat, padding up the stairs.Wang Boduan also came in, and Qiong Ren made a "shh" gesture to him.

When he reached the second floor, he heard muffled human voices coming from the room on the right, and Qiong Ren immediately walked over there.

He identified the room where the sound came from, and pushed the door lightly. Sure enough, the door here also opened with a push.

The room was filled with purple smoke, and a person was sitting in a wheelchair, with his back to the door, facing out of the window. This was exactly the scene Chen Ruize had mentioned.

The strong smell of incense hits the face.

There is a small shrine on the left side of the room, on which a tablet is enshrined, and the incense burner in front of the tablet is full of incense, which has been half burned.

A man dressed in black is offering sacrifices.

Qiong Ren immediately said: "Don't move, you are already surrounded by me!"

The man turned his head when he heard the words, and the moment he saw his face, Qiong Ren immediately had goose bumps all over his body.

The man in black had scars all over his face, as if someone had cut half of his face with a knife.

Qiong Ren had seen this face in portraits and photos, but this was the first time he saw a real person.

This wanted criminal who was hunted down by Longcheng Xuanmen, Special Affairs Department, and Chenghuang for a long time, actually lives in the outskirts of Longcheng...

He was also surprised when he saw Qiong Ren, but he didn't look like he knew Qiong Ren, he frowned and said, "This is a private villa, who are you?"

As soon as the scar-faced man turned around, he revealed what was in front of the tablet. Qiong Ren vaguely saw it was a piece of light yellow cloth, and there seemed to be a word written on it.

Could it be the word "for"?

Qiong Ren rushed over without saying a word, and the man in black wanted to block it, but his movement was not as fast as Qiong Ren's. It was only a moment slower, and Qiong Ren snatched the piece of cloth into his hand.

The cloth was silky to the touch, and it had the same word "for" written on it on Chen Ruize's back.Wang Boduan said on the road that he heard that to decipher writing skills, one only needs to burn the piece of silk.Qiong Ren threw the silk onto the incense, and the incense burnt the silk characters quickly.

Thinking that this piece of silk was cut from a dead person, Qiong Ren felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to wash his hands twenty times.

Wang Boduan rushed into the room following Qiong Ren.

The scar-faced man gave a strange laugh, sat down on a carved chair in a calm manner, leaned against the back of the chair, crossed one leg, and said in a leisurely tone, "Yo, there is a helper."

Inexplicably, Wang Boduan felt that this person looked quite impressive.

Even when he was sitting, one could tell that he was tall and tall, the black silk dress he was wearing was exquisite, and his hair was combed meticulously.

Even though there were so many scars on his face, he didn't think he was ugly.If you look at it twice, it has a strange charm.

Probably aware of his gaze, the scar-faced man smiled at him, and Wang Boduan turned his eyes away in fright, not daring to look again.

"Where's Chen Ruize?" Wang Boduan asked in a low voice.

Qiong Ren turned the wheelchair in front of the window. When the person sitting in the wheelchair saw him, tears welled up in his eyes, but he couldn't speak, and there was a muffled hooting sound from his throat.

Qiong Ren: "Rui Ze?"

The person in the wheelchair made a whining sound, his eyes were very excited.

Wang Boduan's eyes were wide open, and it was not unusual for them to catch a double.But replacing a living soul into another person's body through writing skills is simply unimaginable.

The scar-faced man clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "It's pretty clever, but it's a pity that it came too late.

"Chen Ruize hasn't responded for a month. I'm still thinking, this person is really slow. Fortunately, he still had some fun for me before he died. I recruited you two. I don't know where the two little heroes are. Which family's children are practicing in which Taoist temple?"

Whether in the past or now, Qiong Ren especially hates such a villain who harms others and shows off.

He looked at the more convenient things in the room, and pushed the wheelchair to Wang Boduan: "Run away."

He took a few steps to the tablet, grabbed the censer leg and swung it towards the face of the scar-faced man.

Wang Boduan pushed the wheelchair and ran to the corner, turned his head and saw everyone was dumbfounded, and thought to himself, Teacher Qiong was about to become a murderer.

The scar-faced man's face changed suddenly, he raised his legs to stand on the table, and fell backwards with the chair, barely avoiding the attack of the incense burner, but Qiong Ren immediately covered the incense burner with his head.

The hot ashes and burning incense burned the scar-faced man's head and face, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.His neat hair and clean black silk clothes were completely ruined by the hot incense ash.

Just now he looked like a handsome villain, but now he is a funny character covered in ashes, with red marks and blisters on his face.

The scar-faced man forced himself to be calm, and wanted to sneer twice, but after he laughed the first time, his face was burning with pain, he inhaled a mouthful of soot, and almost choked to death on the spot.

Qiong Ren sneered: "I just hate villains like you who like to pretend to be X."

The scar-faced man coughed so badly, he recited a spell to himself intermittently, the coughing stopped, and the way he looked at Qiong Ren changed from looking at fun to looking at enemies.

Seeing his appearance, Qiong Ren felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger. Seeing the tablet enshrined in the house said "Worshiping the Qinglong Holy Spirit 48 Qi Guozu Zhenjun", he remembered that Panda Jing had told him that the scar-faced man's surname was Guo.

Yan Mo also said that if he couldn't find it in the book of life and death, maybe it was because the other party wasn't in the book of life and death...

Qiong Ren's thoughts turned, and he threw the censer in his hand vigorously. The censer hit the tablet and bounced out, and the wooden tablet was broken by the middle.

The scar-faced man bowed and covered his belly, and roared angrily, "How dare you smash the god tablet?"

Qiong Ren patted the incense ash on his hand: "If you smash it, you will smash it. Do you still have to pick a day?"