Zhang Chu left in a daze, saying that he was going to see a doctor to see how to retrieve his memory.

Perhaps it was because of the excessive fright, that my memory was affected? Wang Feng speculated in his heart, but he didn't say much, so as not to induce Zhang Chu.

After he sent the person away, the young policeman emerged again, "How about it? I saw my companion, can I take a record?"

Having said that, the young police were a little unwilling to accept it.

Zhang Chu actually lost his memory. Is this really... a coincidence? Although the young police warned himself that he could not guess blindly without evidence, he still couldn't help but have a dark thought.

"Okay, wait."

At the same time, Wang Feng turned around and smiled, "Wait for me to send a message first!"

...

Gongzihai, a rich second-generation, went abroad at the age of fourteen and obtained a green card from New Zealand. He can be said to be half a foreigner. He went abroad to return to China at the age of twenty-two. If it were decades ago, this would definitely be a talent snatched by major companies.

Unfortunately, the golden age of overseas returnees is gone forever.

However, as a rich second generation, he must have no worries about food and clothing in life. The rich conditions do not require him to work hard. Like many rich second generations, he lacks sufficient motivation.

However, he can be regarded as an expert in eating, drinking and having fun. He is also very proficient in fashion brands, especially with extremely high emotional intelligence and extensive friendships.

Young people always want to get attention and show themselves as much as possible.

Gongzi Hai is naturally no exception. He has just returned to China for a few years and likes to express his own opinions on the Internet. Before he knew it, he became a big Internet V with his own vision and familiarity with foreign countries.

Official micro-followers, nearly one million.

Although this number is not as good as those celebrities and celebrities who always move tens of millions or millions, it is also very famous in the industry. In addition, he has a high emotional intelligence and knows how to interact with fans, so there are many hardcore players.

Every time he posts a news, there are at least tens of thousands of comments.

Fans are very active, which is definitely the favorite of advertisers.

However, as a rich second generation, he doesn't need to accept any advertisements, and he can criticize current problems as he pleases. To put it bluntly, he just has no worries and is just arguing at will.

Fans can often see the excitement, and the viscosity naturally increases...

As a big internet celebrity, Gongzihai is used to it every day. Moreover, he is smarter and never touches some bottom lines. No matter how many storms there are, it will not affect him and his life is very comfortable.

But today, he was a little bored.

He was alone, sitting on the luxurious sofa, blowing air conditioning, next to it was iced cut watermelon.

The ice-filled coke is emitting rays of mist, this is heaven.

Young Master Hai's fat calves stretched straight on the coffee table. He lowered his head and brushed his phone, making it boring. Even though the screen of the phone showed a rich and beautiful girl from Hong Kong Island. He asked him to meet and have coffee together, but he was indifferent.

Really tired.

Tired of it!

Gongzi Hai sighed, switched the software casually, and opened the official Weibo account.

Brush, brush, brush...

He looked through the piles of news, various hot topics, and various gossips.

"vulgar!"

Gongzi Hai looked at him with disdain. He was clear-headed and could tell at a glance that hot topics and gossip were either bought for money or deliberately directed and acted, and gave him a sense of existence.

He didn't dare to say anything more about some real hot topics.

Boring.

Gongzihai scratched the screen with his fingers and suddenly cut his trumpet.

Well... the Internet big V seems to be proud and paying attention to everyone, but isn't it a kind of restraint?

The invisible constraints made him dare not pay attention to people at will. Even if he was accustomed to others, he had to turn around his mind a few more times and speak carefully to avoid making any negligence and giving him a handle.

After all, it's still a burden to reputation.

Gongzihai shook his head, and he didn't feel anything wrong in his heart. Anyway, everyone did this. The more glossy the surface, the more restrained he had to be, which was a kind of balance.

In the trumpet, he paid attention to some people he found interesting.

Most of them are joke writers and some undescribable official accounts.

There is no way, he is a big player, and he is a foreign elite personality. He must be focusing on various fashion trends, finance, sports, luxury brands, and other high-end things.

There is no character design for the small trumpet, and all kinds of messy things are mixed together, which can be described as a hodgepodge.

Log in to the trumpet, Gongzihai was eating melons while watching with relish and laughing from time to time.

“…Damn it!”

He was so angry that he sprayed, and a mouthful of Coke surged through his nostrils. It was so sour... It was so exciting. He coughed in a mess, but his eyes were fixed, and he looked at his phone in a daze.

To be precise, he looked at a video on his phone...

The gloomy environment is dark and dark. The long passage is invisible at first sight. The camera sways slightly and passes slowly. The entrance to the eyes is dense, layered white bones.

The bones intertwined and paved the way.

On both sides of the road, there are skulls with white bones as walls and hollow eye sockets hanging in it, and there is no wind to automatically.

The weird scene is creepy.

At first glance, Gongzihai felt a chill in his heart. Even though it was broad daylight, the sun was scorching outside and the heat was hard to bear, he felt both body and mind cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.

It's so scary.

In addition to being frightened, Gongzihai insisted on watching this video. The long-lost stimulation made him feel a little urge to pee. But more, he was excited and looking forward to...

The latest horror supernatural film released?

You know, this type of film is what Gongzihai likes the most.

Life is too dull, so I definitely like a different kind of stimulation. It’s just that his taste is unique, and European and American plasma slices are not his dish. In contrast, he prefers Eastern style, with the atmosphere rendering in place and spiritual intimidation.

For example, the video is now very well shot.

The set is lifelike, with impeccable details and no flaws. He made a decision for this scene that was comparable to the real scene. No matter whether the film is good or not, he would be able to buy this ticket.

"What kind of movie?"

Gongzi Hai was very excited and looked at the poster of the video, and then he was stunned. There was no introduction next to the video, and there was no text description. Are you mindless and engaged in viral marketing?

He frowned and opened the comment section directly, hoping to get some clues.

"Wow, I almost pissed!"

"...I don't dare to stay in my room anymore, see you in the mall!"

"SB, reported, no explanation!"

"...The cell phone is broken, I will compensate me!!!"

The scattered comments have no substantial significance.

Gongzi Hai was unhappy and typed and scolded: "Don't... no one knows the origin of this video? Can anyone tell me what kind of movie this is? There are many rewards!"
Chapter completed!