Global ghosts: start living in the phantom murder room

"Yeah, that's how it should be!"

"Well, the organizer is quite responsible!"

"This is the basic attitude. If you let people take things away casually, if it's a fake and the real author comes, wouldn't it be the end?"

"However, I think this master has the demeanor of a postmodern artist, so he must have made it?"

"That can't be so sure!"

"Yeah, everything has to wait for him to produce evidence!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, but basically they all agreed with the chairman's proposal.

This is reasonable after all.

In this way, the man in the long coat can't jump out of trouble at all.

He can only try to confirm that things are his own.

But the question is, how is this possible?

He was supposed to be impersonating.

This guy is not a good product.

There are many minions in Xinghai City who provide him with various information, which can be said to be well-informed.

Even the most popular commodity in Lingshi City, the ghost hunting bell.

He has already found someone to buy two.

I have used one of them when capturing a third-generation ghost before, and the effect is very satisfactory.

But his main purpose is not to eliminate ghosts, but to catch them, drain their spiritual power, and use them for himself...

This time, one of his eyeliners spotted SCP173's whereabouts.

This person's strength is not strong, but his perception is very good.

Immediately realized that this SCP173 is an evil thing!

Although I don't understand why it didn't hurt anyone, it is indeed a terrible thing!

Moreover, it can also vaguely sense that there is extremely terrifying evil energy in its body!

The eyeliner guessed that the man in the gown must want this thing.

So contact him immediately.

This is what happened before.

The man in long gown walked in like this, trying to impersonate the claimant.

However, he was stuck by the chairman, unable to advance or retreat.

Come on, no evidence.

How can you be willing to retreat?

The man in the gown turned gloomy and cold:

"This thing is mine. I built it with my own hands. Is there any doubt about it?"

"What? You said you built it yourself?"

The chairman seemed to have heard some loopholes and asked.

"Yeah, is there anything strange?"

The man in the long coat patted the thing and said:

"This was originally a big rock. It took me a month to carve it into this shape!"

Having said that, the scene was silent.

The chairperson lowered his face:

"Sorry sir, you are not its creator!"

"What did you say? Why do you question it so much?"

The man in the gown was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked back.

He felt that there was no loophole in what he said just now, how could it be?

The chairman frowned and said:

"Sir, don't you come from some extremely remote mountainous area? This is not a rock!"

As the chairman said, he patted the sculpture's body vigorously.

"This thing is called concrete, and it's a work of pouring and molding, not carved out of stone!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

"I'm going, isn't it, this master is actually a counterfeit!"

"They're all counterfeit goods, what kind of master are you still calling?"

"This guy is not a fun thing. He came to pretend to claim it. He must be crazy about money!"

"But judging by his appearance, he really looks like a master of art!"

"Let me tell you, there is only a thin line of separation between an art master and a lunatic in appearance! The master's appearance is because he concentrates on creating and neglects to take care of his appearance, and the lunatic's appearance is because he doesn't know how to take care of it at all!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Take evidence!"

"Yes, take evidence!"

"If you can't produce evidence, call the police and arrest him!"

The scene suddenly became noisy, and everyone began to accuse this hypocritical villain.

The man in the gown was pale and extremely ugly.

If someone dared to say that in front of him, he would goug out that person's eyes with one paw.