Chapter 14 Art Feast
A few days later, the annual art festival opened grandly.
The Shuozhuang Art Festival has become the largest cultural and artistic festival in China, covering many art works at home and abroad, and displaying contemporary art through various exhibitions and academic lectures. After several years of development, it has become the scale of an art fair. On the opening day, many reporters gathered and attracted some artists and tourists from all over the world.
Performance art is strictly restricted in this art festival.
The organizer and the local neighborhood committee posted an announcement to strengthen security forces, and all exhibition halls and venues prohibited any performance art.
The four members of the special case team disguised themselves as tourists and also came to enjoy this feast of contemporary art.
Su Mei said with some disappointment: I really want to watch performance art, and now they are not coming out.
Deputy Secretary Huang pushed Professor Liang in the wheelchair and said: Those performance artists are very bold, and they will not miss this opportunity to show themselves.
Professor Liang said: Everyone is vigilant. The murderer may have appeared. All the surveillance personnel are in place, and each person is responsible for one area.
Deputy Secretary Huang arranged a lot of casual police to observe secretly in the halls and exhibition halls, focusing on whether there are venues to display amber or other resin crafts. The sculpture hall and several art studios are the key surveillance objects.
There was a noise in front of the exhibition hall, and the first performance artist appeared.
This man was a long-haired man wearing an iron hoop on his head, a leopard-print apron on his waist, and a net bag tied to the bamboo pole in his hand. He was lifted out of the exhibition hall by several security guards and threw it roughly on the concrete floor in front of the door.
This performance artist plays Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong shouted: Two little demons, I have lost my somersault cloud. I want to catch the clouds, so please do it for convenience.
Sun Wukong stood up, held his net bag, waved it a few times, trying to break into the showroom again.
Two security guards grabbed Sun Wukong, punched and kicked him. One security guard broke the bamboo pole with his knee, and the other security guard scolded: "Damn it, you are still catching clouds, you can catch a lot, show me what to do."
Su Mei said: Performance art is quite fun, Sun Wukong is quite funny.
Hualong said: The four of us are also four of us who have learned the scriptures in Journey to the West. I think I am Wukong, Xiaomei, you are Bajie.
Professor Liang smiled and said: Let's go and catch the fairies.
Su Mei said: Uncle Liang, you are so bad. You also said that I am Zhu Bajie, I am a Sha Monk, Xiaobao, would you be a Bajie?
Bao Zhan said: Uh... OK, it's just a joke anyway.
The exhibition hall is very large, divided into seven exhibition halls, with staff guarding at the door, so there is little chance that performing artists will sneak in. In the college student design exhibition area, two etiquette ladies wearing red cheongsams are distributing gifts. A etiquette ladies said to Su Mei: Hello, this is a free gift given to you by the organizer.
Su Mei smiled and took a gift box and said thank you.
Hualong reached out to ask for a gift box, and the etiquette lady smiled and said: Sorry, we only give it to women and children.
The gift was distributed in a short while, and the two etiquette ladies left immediately.
Su Mei opened the gift box and found a furry chick inside, standing in the box like a small yellow ball of pompoon.
Su Mei said: So cute, little chick, are you hungry? Why don’t you scream?
Everyone saw that the chick's tender yellow mouth was tied with a cotton thread. Su Mei untied the cotton thread and the chick started chirping.
Professor Liang said: I was fooled!
Bao Zhan said: Could this be a performance art?
Deputy Secretary Huang said: Those two etiquette ladies must be performance artists, and the idea they want to express should be that the chicken is life, given to women and children, and each recipient will make a choice. Facing a question, is it to be responsible for this little life or to abandon it.
Hualong said: Xiaomei, what should you do?
Su Mei said: Brother Hualong, this chick is so cute, can you help me hold it?
Hualong said: I'm not fooled, don't give me this trouble.
Su Mei said: Humph, at worst, I can take it back and raise chickens in the special case office. I will clamor every morning to make you scream.
Next to the exhibition area for college students' works is an art gallery, with the most crowded abortions. Some abandoned chicks are running in the gallery, and some chicks have been trampled to death...
The special case team visited the Perfect Museum and saw many sculptures, but found nothing. The surveillance system in the exhibition hall was taken over by the police, and electronic probes were everywhere in every corner, and no suspicious people related to the Amber Body Case were seen.
The first day of the art festival ended and the exhibition hall was closed. The special case team was a little disappointed and could only look forward to tomorrow.
After it got dark, some performance artists gathered in the open space outside the exhibition hall, which was very lively, with several strange-shaped lamps lit on the open space. The lamp maker described his works to reporters. The oil of these lamps came from the beauty salon and was made of fat extracted from the beauty's weight loss. The human oil lamp was named "Aladdin Magic Lamp" by the producer, and it could make three wishes.
Several performance artists hung in the woods next to the open space. They used steel hooks to pierce their skin from their backs and hung themselves up like selling pork.
A tractor was parked by the woods. A man was lying under the car and tapping with an iron wrench. The sound attracted the reporter. Several performance artists stood in front of the tractor in a deep state. One of them thought for a long time and asked: Brother, what theme do you want to express in this work?
The man under the car replied: My fucking car broke this place, what a regular repairman.
The police closely monitored every performance artist, Bao Zhan followed the bald man wearing a down jacket in the summer. At this time, an exciting news came. The cleaner found many photos of amber in the closed exhibition hall.
There is a head in the amber!
That was Liu Ming's head, his eyes were open and his eyes were confused.
The photos were taken on a mobile phone. Although the pixels were not high, they could be clearly seen - in the photo, the production process of amber human heads was very exquisite and crystal clear, and the filaments of the human heads in the amber were vivid and lifelike.
These photos were posted on the bathroom partition door, and everyone who defecates can see them. A phone number was also left on the photos, which shows that the maker wanted to sell his work.
So many tourists cannot see every work of the festival, but they will go to the bathroom.
There is no monitoring in the bathroom, and the location in front of the toilet was ignored by the organizer, but it was effectively used. The person who posted the photos might sigh: the best works can only be posted in the bathroom of the art exhibition hall.
Obviously, the person who posted the photos was the murderer, and the purpose of making the amber head was for sale. This bold guy actually left his contact number. The special case team immediately notified the telecommunications department to investigate the number. On the day of the art festival, dozens of people entered the number, and even overseas phone calls. It seems that many people were very interested in this work of art after seeing the photos in the toilet, and they wanted to buy or ask for the price.
Su Mei geo-located the number and hoped to find the murderer as soon as possible, but Bao Zhan accidentally discovered a shortcut.
Wearing feathers that summer
The bald man in the fleece jacket spent money to find a fallen woman, and actually performed a sex act publicly in the woods. The police arrested him on the spot. Bao Zhan looked through the bald man's mobile phone. There was a phone call on the amber head photo in the address book. The owner of the number was called Mark.
The special case team immediately conducted a sudden trial of the bald man. Professor Liang asked: Is Mark on your mobile phone your friend?
The bald man said: I am a fellow traveler, Mark is also a performance artist.
Professor Liang asked: Do you know where he lives?
The bald man said: I have been there not far from here.
Deputy Secretary Huang said: Let’s do this, you will take us to find him, and the things you have committed are not serious. We can consider releasing you.
The bald man said: Did Mark do something bad? If you want me to commit crimes and make meritorious service, I can take you to find him, but I have a condition. I don’t want anything to release me, so you can detain me. What I want is... detain for a few days and release me. You tell the outside world that I have escaped from prison... In this way, I can become famous!
The four members of the special case team looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.
The bald man took off his glasses and said: I'm ready. Fighting in the field is just the first step in my performance art. Look, this glasses frame is a disguised Lan Gang small saw. I was planning to escape from prison. Since you have something to ask for me, I don't have to really escape from prison.
Under the leadership of the bald man, the police quickly found Mark's residence.
It was a resin craft factory, also in Tongzhou District, not far from the delivery house, because the factory had gone bankrupt, and the police did not pay attention to it during the investigation. The factory involved a lawsuit and was sealed by the court. There was no one in the factory, and the factory manager ran away. There were weeds in the courtyard, seals were posted in the workshop, and some raw materials were still in the warehouse. The workers had already disbanded and returned home, and the dormitory was idle.
Mark once worked in a resin craft factory. After the factory went bankrupt, he did not go home. He performed performance art on the street during the day and lived in the dormitory at night. Sometimes he would quietly bring his friends here to spend the night. The bald man once followed Mark over the brick wall of the factory and stayed here for one night.
When Hualong and several armed police arrested Mark, Mark was trading with a Hong Kong merchant in the dormitory. The Hong Kong merchant came to buy the amber head made by Mark. The two sides bargained for the price because people kept calling Mark to say they wanted to buy it. In the end, the Hong Kong merchant negotiated the business for 110,000 yuan.
The amber man's head was placed on the bed in the dormitory. Under the bed were found amber man's hand, amber feet, and amber heart made by Liu Ming.
During the interrogation, Mark was very calm. He admitted that he had made a corpse amber, but denied that he had killed someone.
Professor Liang asked: Could it be that Liu Ming committed suicide?
Mark replied: You are right, he committed suicide. He voluntarily donated the body to me. I have the donation agreement he wrote.
Hualong said: "Don't you bet, what's that child's name? Is it also committing suicide?"
Mark said: You said that child, you found out, right? The child was called Xiwaer. The child's mother used to work in this factory. Later, the factory went bankrupt and the child's mother passed on dishes at a ramen restaurant. Xiwaer was an illegitimate child, not suicide.
Bao Zhan asked: How did Xiwaer die?
Mark said: The child said that the child was so angry that he was so angry that he asked me to find a place to bury him. This is what I did wrong. I made it into amber. I just wanted to try whether he could make amber.
Su Mei said: Don’t mess around, it’s useless to lie. What about the kid’s fucking, where is the ramen restaurant?
Chapter completed!