Who moved my novel?

"What do you think?" Director Wang asked the policeman beside him.

It is true that these two policemen were not with him before. Xiao Sun went to check for missing persons, Lao Liu asked for leave again, and he arranged for the remaining people to do other things.

"The name of this amusement park is quite strange." A policeman looked at the big word "Red Ink" behind him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm talking about that boss." Wang Ju sighed slightly. As expected, the team he brought with him was easy to use.

But speaking of it, the boss is also a talented person, thoughtful, meticulous and accurate in looking at people, and he does everything flawlessly.

Without the last one, Wang Ju would probably have asked him for help, but the boss was really shrewd, which made Wang Ju a little afraid.

"Ah!!!" A shrill scream disturbed Wang Ju's thoughts.

"Wang Ju, it's in the amusement park!" Although the two policemen couldn't keep up with Wang Ju's thoughts, fortunately, they were not slow to respond. They said something to Wang Ju and immediately ran away screaming.

"Kill, kill!" I saw the conductor slumped in front of a small room, pointing to the door in front of him in panic.

"What!" The two policemen looked at each other and carefully walked towards the door of the room.

"Hiss!" As they approached the door, the scene in front of them made them gasp.

I saw that in that small space of only four or five square meters, a man had been disassembled into countless bloody parts and neatly stacked in a large metal bucket. If his head hadn't been placed on the top two The police couldn't even tell he was a man.

"Protect the scene!" Two policemen, one on the left and one on the right, quickly protected the scene and stopped the tourists rushing around.

"Is this a new show?"

"What's that inside? A prop?"

"This amusement park is good. There are emergencies, and the boss is considerate."

"Hey, look, those two are police officers with police badges. Could it be that the boss specially invited two real police officers to come here? They have a good reputation!"

"You're thinking too much! The police don't have time to do this. They probably borrowed some clothes."

"..."

While the people around were chatting, Wang Ju and the boss also rushed over from two directions.

"What's wrong?" The first thing the boss did after arriving was to protect the conductor.

"What happened?" Wang Ju has experienced too much during this period, and now he is completely calm.

"Hello, is this a sitcom?" A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old ran over and asked Wang Judao: "Are you an actor? You are so handsome! Can you add me on WeChat?"

"Hello, please keep your distance. We are in charge now." Wang Ju frowned slightly and turned slightly to avoid the girl.

"I understand, I understand, I won't delay your work." The girl still looked at Wang Ju infatuatedly: "Is this a suspense mystery drama? Is there any interactive part? Is there..."

Wang Ju ignored the girl and walked step by step to the door of the cabin: "What's going on?"

"Wang Bureau, someone seems to have died inside."

"Yes." Of course Director Wang also saw it, but in a horror amusement park, he still had to confirm it first. Thinking of this, Director Wang turned back and looked at the owner of the amusement park: "Is this your prop?"

"No." The boss shook his head repeatedly: "We have never had such a prop."

"Call someone." Director Wang ordered and looked at the body.

It's already like this, and it's obvious that there's no way to save it, or in other words, if it can be saved, it means there's something wrong with the rules of this world.

"Gudu!"

However, at this moment, a bubble appeared in the iron bucket.

"Be careful!" Director Wang suddenly pushed, pushing the two policemen around him a few steps away, and he also carefully stepped back several steps to stop.

"Gudu!" Another bubble.

"It's probably fermented." Wang Ju breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no other movement. At least there was no trap.

"Wang Bureau..." However, at this moment, a policeman swallowed: "Wang, Wang Bureau, is that person moving?!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, Wang Ju actually saw the top head of the iron bucket move.

Not just the head, but behind the head, everything in the barrel seemed to be squirming.

silence.

"Plop, plop."

Everyone can hear their own heartbeat clearly.

"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silence at the scene.

"Ah!!!" The originally calm crowd suddenly burst into commotion, and everyone ran frantically outside the amusement park.

Some people who had been barricaded outside could not see what was going on inside and simply heard a gunshot.

Seeing the crowd coming, many people were still laughing at the people in front of them for being timid, but they were so frightened by the fake gun.

However, the next moment, they were overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Be safe! Be safe!" Wang Ju shouted loudly, but it had no effect. In the chaos, no one paid attention to Wang Ju, or in other words, no one could hear his cry at all.

"Organize an evacuation!" Wang Ju kicked the policeman who was shooting beside him.

It’s true that there is more success than failure!

After about ten minutes, Bureau Wang fired several more warning shots before finally controlling the situation and evacuating the crowd in an orderly manner.

"Officer, this..." The boss pointed tremblingly at the iron bucket with a hole in it.

The iron pipe was full of blood. To be precise, it was not fresh blood. The blood had begun to turn black and had some lumps. It looked like it had been there for a while.

"What room is this?" Director Wang asked the boss.

"The warehouse, the one that couldn't be opened just now." The boss patted the ticket seller's back gently while speaking, comforting the girl.

"Do you use it often?"

"Yes." The boss nodded: "I use it every day. There are a lot of props and materials in it, and the cleaning tools are also there."

Then, the boss pointed to the big iron bucket: "That's the bucket we use to mop the floor."

"Do you know that person?" Director Wang pointed to the head that had long been stained with blood. Although the color was wrong, the appearance could still be seen.

"I don't know him." The boss shook his head repeatedly: "We are from the northwest. We have only been here for less than a month to open this amusement park. How could we possibly know the locals?"

"Yes." Director Wang nodded. The boss was not lying. He checked the boss's background and found that he was from the northwest and had just arrived recently: "Everyone, stay away from the scene and wait for our people to come."