Live From The Murder Scene

The feelings of the audience in the live broadcast room were more complicated than those of the two dazed girls.

Most of them today come with the mentality of seeing how ugly a generation of wicked people are exposed or being brought to justice, so as to achieve an ending that has not been achieved in reality. But I didn't expect to see a silent torture.

What is it like to be isolated from the world? It does not have the tragic and majesty of a superhero at all, it is only sad.

That kind of powerlessness is like walking in a thin-air mountain, looking around, empty. Fan Huai embarked on an endless escape road in such disappointment.

His voice will no longer be heard by anyone, and the chains of justice have sealed his mouth firmly, imprisoning his life.

It has been nearly half a year since Fan Huai completely disappeared. Many of them were part of that vigorous crusade, and even today they don't know the answer. If they hadn't participated in this live broadcast, they might have almost forgotten-oh, it turns out that this is a person they once hated so much, hating them so much that they become vicious and fierce.

"When I was watching the media condemning the authorities, I also felt that the notice given by the police sounded very brain-dead, and was not even sincere. Thinking about it now, I feel that it was because the mood at that time was particularly uncool. Venting has become a kind of political correctness, causing many people's thinking to approach pessimism and extremes. [Tears] So I was wrong again, right?"

"I was so angry that I didn't pay attention to it. Was this case like this? [Stupefied] But I ate a lot of brainwashing kits at the beginning. I felt that it was justified and there was no possibility of reversal."

"Did Sanyao make adjustments to Fan Huai's related plots, or is he really such a tragic character? [Web link] I have brought all the police announcements over, let's read it for yourself."

"It's right to think about it. Because of Fan Huai, the eighteenth generations of the ancestors of the person in charge of this case are flying in the sky, how is it possible?"

"Silence for three minutes, I will come next time.——Contemporary Netizen Ecology. [Shan Shou]"

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The encirclement of the police has begun to retreat towards the commercial street in an orderly manner, but the firmament seems to have forgotten its identity, still wandering aimlessly among the shops.

During this period, she went to the key store in the small alley to buy a bunch of car key models, went to the hardware store to buy a dozen weird things, and bought herself an umbrella in the jewelry store to let the audience completely Can't guess what she is thinking.

Netizens watched the grass-roots police officers approaching the firmament, while watching the firmament wandering in the mall with their hands in their pockets, the urgency in their heart was about to be overwhelmed, and they wished to go up to the firmament **** and let her run quickly. .

Is this an escape game? It's not that the eagle catches the chicken.

Maybe geniuses look at the questions in a different way than ordinary people, they really can't accept it.

I walked around the sky for a while, and finally stopped when I walked to a coffee shop at the end of the commercial street.

The business seems to be not very good at this store. The address is chosen a bit more remote. There are many milk tea shops nearby competing with an Internet cafe, resulting in very few customers in the shop.

The firmament stood outside the glass window and looked at it for a while, not knowing what he was observing, when his gaze fell on a certain position, he showed a very shallow smile, and walked in calmly.

She chose a position by the window, put her bag on the side empty seat, took out a book from it, and turned her legs up to look like she was enjoying the free time in the afternoon.

In front of the firmament, sitting a young man. The man was young, mostly a student. He carried a black schoolbag with a few bags beside him. It should have been a visit to the cafe after shopping nearby.

His profile is well-defined, but he looks pretty good. It’s just because he didn’t take care of his image well, he had a hairstyle that didn’t suit him. In addition, his bangs were too long and not cleaned in time. It looked a bit sloppy and made people ignore him. Five senses.

The firmament retracted its gaze, flipping the pages in his hand.

The light came in from outside the window, coupled with the bright lights in the shop, which made her particularly eye-catching in this gloomy cloudy day.

The netizens in the comment area shouted frantically below, asking her to run away. The police have already started investigations near the commercial street and will arrive at the coffee shop soon. The firmament, wearing such a sassy costume and sitting by the window, will inevitably attract the attention of the other party, which is almost self-destructive.

It's a pity that the firmament can't see their advice and completely ignore the danger.

After a while, the sky got up, walked to the front and patted the young man on the shoulder.

The other party took off the headset, was stunned when he saw her, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The firmament picked up the bag and motioned: "Hello, I want to go to the toilet, can you help me see things?"

The young man had no doubts, and readily agreed, "Yes."

Qiu Cang smiled and said, "Thank you."

Qiu Cang went out alone, and after about six or seven minutes, he returned to the coffee shop again with two more drinks in his hand.

"Thank you."

The firmament thanked again and passed the cup on the left.

"No need," the young man hurriedly refused. "I just looked at the bag, but no one came in."

Qiu Cang said: "There is a limited time event in the store. Buy one get one free. If you see me, you can buy it. If you don't want it, I can't finish it."

The young man hesitated for a moment, but took the things over.

The firmament sat down opposite him and chatted with him.

"Brother, are you also a student? Why are you here alone?"

Youth: "What about you? You still dress like this."

"Come to buy something. I didn't want to change clothes after the club activities, so I just came here." Qiu Cang smiled ambiguously, "And this is more popular with girls. Isn't it?"

The young man laughed, just about to make a joke, his smile gradually changed, bringing a trace of pain.

He bared his teeth and gasped coldly and said, "I have a stomachache."

"Huh?" Qiyun frowned worriedly, took out a box of tissues from his bag, and asked, "Do I need to go to the toilet? Is it because my stomach is not good and I drank something with ice?"

The young man took the toilet paper, endured a burst of pain, and said, "Maybe, it's old."

Qiu Cang apologized: "I'm sorry, please have a cold drink."

"No, no, it's none of your business."

The young man stood up and wanted to go to the toilet. The firmament said first: "The staff toilet in the cafe is not happy to open it to the outside world. I just went to the toilet in the KFC in front of me. If you feel uncomfortable, go quickly. I will help. Look at the package."

The youth didn't think much, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

Seeing the youth hurriedly leave, Qiu Cang sighed with regret.

Don't just drink anything given by strangers. No matter how old people are, they still can't learn this truth.

The firmament got up and moved to the opposite position.

The law of ordinary boys hiding things is really easy to explore. They will put ID cards and bus cards in the most convenient place.

With a random touch of the sky, he found several electronic cards from the grid on the side of the schoolbag. She quickly pulled out the ID card and student ID from the inside, then covered it with long sleeves and stuffed it into her bag.

After stealing the identity certificate of the other party, Skyspace took out the pen and paper and left a note on the table. He said that he had to leave first when something happened, and he had already placed his things at the front desk.

She pressed the note in the middle of the table with a cup, then picked up the big bags and went to the front desk, told the waiter a few words, and left first.

The second-generation ID card can still be used after it is lost, because its chip has not been damaged. Although the police can track down whether it comes from the lost document, but due to the complexity of the procedure, it is generally not inquired.

Nowadays, most of the use of ID cards will be associated with fingerprints or face recognition. Non-personal IDs have little effect, but the sky just lacks one and needs to be borrowed temporarily.

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The firmament walked out of the coffee shop and strode away from the commercial street.

If she could see the barrage, she would find that the screen was full of shouts such as "Dangerous!", "Don't go forward!", "The game is about to end!"

Several people in police uniforms are guarding the intersection and doing detailed investigations of pedestrians.

Not surprisingly, the firmament ran into it.

As soon as the firmament appeared, the sights of the two young police officers nearby came over. There was not too much suspicion in the eyes of the two, but they were attracted by her distinctive dress.

These new players are not professional, but they will respect professionalism. They strictly abide by Zhang Wuping's instructions and strive to ensure that there are no gaps in the grassroots investigation. As long as they are people of similar height, they will come forward and ask to verify their identity, age or body shape. They are no longer limited. After all, the greatness of domestic make-up skills is like thunder. Even the different genders do not let go.

This was the second time that the firmament had hit the police head-on. She was mentally prepared, but she didn't expect it to be so fast. Turning around at this time would look too abnormal. She simply walked to the intersection and stopped, looked up at the traffic lights, and reacted like everyone on the street.

A police officer took off his hat and walked towards her.

"Hello, did you bring your ID card?"

The firmament showed a hint of surprise appropriately, nodded in cooperation, took out the ID card from his pocket and handed it over.

She had been shopping for so long, the one she chose specially. The two have at least three points of similarity, which should be fooled.

The police officer took the ID and took a serious look. The whole hair of the person in the photo is combed back, with a strong breath of an otaku, which is very different from the person who seems to shine in front of him.

The young police officer yelled "Fuck" in his heart, witnessing the drastic changes before and after makeup, almost doubting life. However, he still remembered his identity, flipped his ID to the left and right, and moved his gaze over the sky's face inch by inch.

He felt that the person in front of him was a bit familiar, but he couldn't tell. Finally, he tentatively said: "It's not very similar, is it you?"

Although he asked, he still didn't have much doubt.

In the subconsciousness of ordinary people, fugitives are downcast and obscure. They can't wait to hide themselves in the crowd, even if they are shunned like a mouse crossing the street, it doesn't matter. They will never deliberately behave special or be so public.

The firmament moved his head over, looked at the photo and said, "Where doesn't it look like? Isn't this the person? The photo taken three years ago, who didn't grow like this in high school? The university must have changed."

The police officer said in his heart that he was not like that, no matter how many years passed, he was still the same boy.

He placed his ID card on the side of the sky and compared it nearby.

The firmament was uncomfortable by his straight gaze, wrinkled his nose and stretched the distance a little further.

If you are a professional police officer, after years of experience, you can quickly find the difference between the two in a blurry photo. But the player in front of him is not.

Most people are not sensitive to facial features even if they are not severely blind. So in front of a crowd of Internet celebrities, they often can't tell who is who.

The police officer stared at the ID card for a long time, feeling that he had hallucinations, and found that the two actually overlapped significantly.

"You're... very complicated, right?" The police officer was not sure, "You said you are like it, a little conscientious. You say it doesn't look like it, but it is indeed a bit like. The contours of the face are the same. The mouth is also quite similar. The eyes can’t see clearly. It’s hard to tell without a profile shot of the nose."

"It's like this when I put on makeup. What does it look like this is who I am!" The sky increased his tone, and his face was horrified. "You don't want me to show you a makeup remover on the spot, right? Too much, big brother, you Don't even think about it."

The passer-by on the side heard a laugh, and said something to her: "Some cosplay makeup is more exaggerated, otherwise the photos will not be effective."

"The ID photo is inherently unsightly. Don't you need to be so strict?"

"Suddenly there are a lot of police officers around here, is there something wrong?"

With an expression of helplessness, Qiu Tian took out his student ID card and said, "It's really me. I'm a student of C University and major in chemical engineering. Would you like me to tell you about the development technology of fluidized bed reactors? "

When the police officer listened to her casual suggestion, his eyes lit up and he felt very reasonable. Ning Dongdong has been in jail since he was 16 years old. Not to mention going to college, he didn't even graduate from high school, and he probably didn't even know what a fluidized bed reactor was.

Even if the player who plays the role knows that he can use too many problems beyond the level of the role to escape the pursuit, it is considered a kind of OOC.

"Then talk about it."

The firmament laughed with the people around her, she picked up relevant content and talked about it, including its advantages and disadvantages.

Young police officers are not related majors, and they can hear them in a cloud, but some professional terms seem to be very powerful. He returned the certificate to the sky and said: "It's okay, you can go."

The firmament waved his hand: "Thank you Comrade."

Just when the signal light jumped to green, the sky flattened the drooping long sleeves, and his clothes fluttered toward the other side of the road.

When the person left his sight, the police officer flaunted his colleague with his headphones on his ears: "Brothers, I suddenly found an effective and fast way to distinguish the scumbags!"

Several people talked about it, and finally they were convinced by the wit of this companion.

"It makes sense for me to go!"

"Ning Dongdong is just a freshman, right? So many years have passed, I am afraid I have forgotten it. Is it feasible to use the college entrance examination questions to investigate?"

"Is it possible to have classes in prison? It's not guaranteed in the third year of high school. It's a college major."

"No, most people will know at a glance, do you have to rely on knowledge for how blind you are? Give you a way to survive?"

In the communicator, He Jueyun came up with a confused sentence: "Who told you that Ning Dongdong is a scumbag?"

Everyone: "...Huh?"

"Is this possible? He is in jail."

He Jueyun was silent for a long time, and said: "He has a high IQ. He has completed some college courses by himself, and he has a dedicated teacher."

Zhang Wuping also inserted a sentence at this time: "The player who plays Ning Dongdong has a very strong psychological quality. Don't take it lightly!"

Everyone answered twice and continued their work.

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Is the nutrient solution arranged? [Carefully holding my face]

By the way, a pre-collection that is sure to have a romantic line: "The Scorching Sun"

【Born in the quagmire, the heart toward the sun. 】

Before getting acquainted with Fang Zhuo, Yan Lie felt that she was a poor, surly, shady, and inaccessible shadow figure.

After getting acquainted with Fang Zhuo, Yan Lie discovered that she was a little sun that was so serious that she was so stern, determined to never look back, worked hard to never stop, and exuded life breath at all times.

Yan Lie: ...wow!

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Fang Zhuo felt that he was a wretched sunflower. Even if he put all his energy on growth, he was still the smallest and shortest one. That swift river named Fate made her so tired that she didn't even have time to think about injustice.

Until one day, a small sun suddenly appeared, focused precisely, shining for 24 hours.

Fang Zhuo: Huh...?