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Chapter 45 Commission

In the lobby on the first floor of the office, Ke Wen and the owner of a record company sat across from each other.

The boss's name is Connie, and he is a wealthy capitalist. Ke Wen and the other party met at a party and had a brief chat.

After all, Ke Wen was holding two beautiful singers on his left and right at the time, so of course he had to find resources for those two bed partners.

Since the record boss is in a high position, he will naturally know more truths that are inaccessible to ordinary people.

So after learning that Ke Wen was an exorcist, the two of them quickly established a friendship with different purposes and in a cowardly manner.

Today is the first time the two of them have contacted each other since that cocktail party.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the little girl Farah brought black tea, and then Hou Li stood behind Ke Wen.

Ke Wen and Connie each took a sip of black tea, put down their cups and prepared to get down to business.

"can not imagine."

Connie first looked at the hall and sighed: "The mysterious legend about you is famous in the circle, and your firm, which few people can find, has almost become a legend. I never thought that I would be able to set foot here one day.

"

"To be honest Connie." Coven said with a smile: "I don't welcome anyone to come in here, because that means that person must have encountered an extraordinary event, and extraordinary events all symbolize danger."

"yes."

Connie shook his head and smiled bitterly. He said truthfully: "But the danger I encountered was not that I faced some extraordinary events. It can only be said that it was related."

"Tell me about it." Ke Wen signaled to get to the point.

"I'm afraid I'm going bankrupt."

Connie said distressed and irritably: "Since Bernie committed suicide two days ago..."

Sighing, he asked Coven: "Do you know Bernie?"

"I've heard of it."

Ke Wen quickly searched his memory and nodded in response: "Weier and Laini both told me that he is a legendary music producer."

"That's right." Connie sighed again.

He glanced at the several bodyguards who were isolated outside the office and were turning around on the street outside, and then said to Coven: "Bernie committed suicide two days ago, but he has a prosperous career and a good life.

Any reason to commit suicide."

"I went to see his body, and to be honest, it made me feel horrible."

"What?" Kewen asked, "Can you describe it?"

Connie nodded: "You know, although it's late autumn now, it's not winter yet."

"Uh-huh." Kewen responded in a nasal voice.

"But Bernie has severe frostbite!"

Kenney said solemnly: "I asked some people in the industry to conduct an autopsy, and they said that Bernie's death was very strange, as if it was not a suicide at all, but a murder!"

"I read the report and it said that Bernie's brain has been completely frozen!"

"Allow me to interrupt."

Ke Wen waved his hand: "Connie, calm down, it's best to reorganize your language. Your logic is a bit confusing."

"Sorry, let me try..."

Connie took a deep breath and was silent for a while.

Then, he spoke again: "There is surveillance video in the recording studio. The video shows that Bernie suddenly went crazy while working. He covered his head and screamed in pain, then grabbed a screwdriver and stabbed his temple."

"After I got the news, I rushed to the hospital as soon as possible, and also found someone to conduct an autopsy as soon as possible."

"But the results show that Connie's brain has been completely frozen into a ball!"

"Analyzing the thawing time, professionals measured the time to the second. I compared the video time and found that Bernie's brain had been frozen before he committed suicide!"

"So I think this was a murder involving supernatural powers!"

"Understood." Kewen nodded, and then asked: "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Help me find the person behind this!

"

Connie said in a deep voice with fierce eyes: "Losing Bernie has dealt a huge blow to my record company! My colleagues also took the opportunity to add insult to injury!"

"Someone wants to bankrupt me! But I won't let my hands be tied!"

Suddenly leaning forward, Connie stared into Coven's eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "Friend! Help me! Help me find out who the murderer is and who is behind it!"

"Connie, you're putting me in a bit of trouble."

Ke Wenzhuangruo said distressedly: "You know, my business relies on your circle, but if this incident is really caused by your colleagues, wouldn't I be cut off from a business path? Although I

I helped you, but also offended your colleagues."

"I can pay enough!"

Connie said in a deep voice like he was breaking the boat: "You can double the cost! Also! Don't your girlfriends who are singers need resources?! I still have a lot of top-level resources in my hands! I can give them to you!"

"

"Finally!" Connie was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You only need to tell me the truth! It's enough! You don't need to participate in the subsequent revenge plan!"

Ke Wen was slightly surprised by the other party's courage. He raised his eyebrows and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I will accept your commission."

"Thanks!"

Connie stretched out his hand, took Ke Wen's hand and shook it vigorously: "Thank you, friend! Thank you for lending a helping hand when I was down and out!

"

"It should."

Ke Wen smiled and nodded, and said hypocritically: "I don't want anyone in the entertainment industry to use extraordinary means to stir up trouble. After all, my pretty little girls still have to make a living there, right? I don't want them to be in danger."

"Please!" Connie showed a forced smile.

"Then I'll leave now."

Coven stood up and said: "Which hospital is Bernie's body at? I need to go and check it myself."

"Central Hospital!" Connie replied as he stood up.

"knew."

Ke Wen nodded and said to the guests: "I need to make some preparations. Connie, you can go back and wait patiently for my news. Don't worry, it won't be long."

"Thank you!" Connie shook hands with Coven again and then walked out of the office door.

The bodyguards who were isolated outside immediately noticed the figure of their boss. They quickly surrounded him and asked questions in a panic.

Connie said a few simple words, and then left surrounded by bodyguards.

In the hall, Coven and Farah withdrew their gaze.

"Boss?" The little girl Farah looked hopeful and said tentatively: "What do you need to prepare for this commission? I will prepare it for you right away."

Ke Wen lowered his gaze, glanced at the little girl, and then said with disgust: "Put away your little thoughts, I will never take you with me again this time."

"Boss~" The little girl twisted her body and acted coquettishly.

Ke Wen, however, didn't accept the opponent's tactics at all. He raised his hand and pressed Farah's forehead, and directly pushed the little girl aside.

Ignoring the little girl Farah's constant pleading, Kewen left her alone and drove to the hospital alone.

More than half an hour later, Kewen parked his car in front of the hospital.

He found the corpse placement room all the way, but was stopped by the caregiver at the door.

Without pausing, Kewen walked directly through the corridor, opened the door, and walked into the morgue that smelled of disinfectant. The staff outside sat back blankly, as if nothing had happened.

Coven followed the label and quickly found Bernie's body.

He waved his hand, causing the white cloth on the body to lift off on its own.

Glancing at the corpse, Ke Wen instantly noticed the aura of hell left on the corpse.

Obviously, the devil was involved in this incident.

Coven shook his head.

He felt that Connie guy might be disappointed this time.

If someone wants to deal with Connie, it would be better to just target Connie when making a deal with the devil. Why go to all the trouble to target the music producers under his command?

So it is obvious that the target of this murder was not Connie at all, but had another hidden agenda.

But this is nothing to Ke Wen, as long as he completes the commission.

So he began to prepare to cast a spell and directly investigate the truth of the matter from the corpse.

However, just as he raised his hand, he paused again.

Turning to look at the door, he heard two footsteps approaching the morgue.

And one of the breaths is very familiar.

Click.

The door was opened, and two figures, a man and a woman, appeared at the door.

The two people who appeared were stunned because they saw Ke Wen.

"Young." Ke Wen greeted with a smile: "Long time no see, dog lover."

"You are still like this..."

Constantine didn't know whether to relax or sigh with emotion.

He shook his head and took another step forward. As he walked into the room, he said, "I still like to put some incomprehensible labels on people."

Coming closer, Constantine looked at Bernie's body and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

"What about you?" Ke Wen asked without answering.

"Obviously, isn't it?" Constantine sighed and pointed to the corpse: "For him."

"Hello."

At this time, the woman who came with Constantine spoke.

Seeing that Constantine did not introduce him, the woman took the initiative to reach out to Ke Wen: "Zed, Zed Martin."

"Hello, madam." Kewen stretched out his hand and shook the other person's hand: "Kewen Quinn."

Constantine finally came to his senses. He said to Coven: "A psychic whose ability is that after touching the medium, he can see allegorical visions."

"Your new partner?" Ke Wen said with a smile: "It is very suitable for detective work on extraordinary cases. It can save a lot of investigation time."

"No."

Constantine shook his head: "She came to the door herself."

This sentence carries a reminder, reminding Kewen that it is best to stay alert.

After speaking, Constantine changed the subject and asked: "Why are you here?"

"I opened a firm." Ke Wen responded with a smile: "I happened to receive a commission about this person. What about you? Didn't you go to the UK? I heard that you sent yourself to a mental hospital?"

"It's hard to put it into words."

Constantine sighed helplessly: "I thought I could hide in peace, but I failed... I'm afraid I won't be able to live an ordinary life in this life."

Ke Wen chuckled: "Isn't this obvious?"

You Constantine still want to live a stable life? Not to mention other things, the devils in hell who have been tricked by you will not agree in the first place...


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