Super thriller live broadcast

I was detained on suspicion of assaulting a police officer and was not released until the afternoon.

Instead of returning to Tingtang Road, I went to the store to buy a fruit basket and hurried to Uncle Huang's house.

I have to take a look at the old man's relics. He is different from Huang Guanxing. One is a rich second generation who only thinks with his lower body, but the other is a "police academy student" who has basic common sense in criminal investigation and is good at digging out the truth.

"I hope it's too late."

Knocking lightly on the door, the person who opened the door was a grandma in her sixties.

"I am a police officer from the city branch. Something happened to the old man. We are all very sad, so I was sent as a representative to take a look."

The house was filled with sadness. My grandma asked me to sit on the sofa and made me a cup of tea.

"Grandma, please express my condolences." I did not touch the teacup on the table, but started walking around the room: "Can you let me see the room where Uncle Huang lived before his death?"

"Please."

The old man specially made a two-square-meter compartment in his room, which contains various detective novels and police academy study materials. It can be seen that he is really interested in solving crimes.

I didn't touch them randomly, I scanned all the books with my eyes, followed normal people's placement habits, and picked out the books that the old man had recently turned.

"There's nothing hidden in the book."

I opened the drawer and found a pair of reading glasses, pens and ink on the notebook with a few pages torn out. The things were arranged neatly and clearly at a glance.

Sitting on the chair where the old man sat before his death, "If I were him, after discovering a very interesting secret, where would I record it?"

"Are you looking for something?" Uncle Huang's wife stood at the door.

My body stiffened and I immediately returned to my natural state: "Nothing, has the old man done anything unusual recently?"

"Others are fine. I just keep talking about the murder live broadcast. Every night I lock myself in the room and face the computer as if waiting for a certain program? And..." Grandma hesitated and looked at me for a while. continued.

"He seemed to have felt in advance that something was going to happen to him, so he left a letter when he left for work this morning, specifically instructing him to hand the letter to the police if something happened to him."

"Letter?" I tried my best to stay calm: "Why do you have to hand over the letter to us? Is it the old man's reasoning about the case?"

"He didn't let me see it. Since you're here, I'll just give it to you." Grandma said, taking out a glued kraft paper envelope from her apron pocket.

"Okay, I'll take it back to the bureau and let the captain take a look." My heart was beating wildly, and I took the envelope without changing my expression: "Don't bother me, please pay more attention to your health."

I picked up the envelope and left Uncle Huang's house. I couldn't wait to open the letter before I left the corridor.

"Live broadcast of murder. The first live broadcast was at the Anxin Hotel, involving five lives. The second live broadcast was at Xinhu High School, and the death toll is conservatively estimated to be more than ten."

"This is not a simple mystery-solving program. The corpses in it are all real, and the scenes are extremely scary and exciting. And the other party can always rush to the scene of the murder to film it before the police discover it. It is very likely that the murderer is them."

"The anchor of both live broadcasts is the same person. This person has been in and out of the police station many times. He has a close relationship with the captain of the Criminal Investigation Division. He has a mysterious identity, acts decisively, has quick thinking, and has a high awareness of investigation and counter-inspection."

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After reading the entire letter, my face turned gloomy.

Fortunately, he arrived early. If this letter was handed over to Tie Ningxiang, the consequences would be disastrous.

I took out a lighter and burned all the letter paper and envelopes to ashes. I didn't dare to leave until they were clean.

After returning to Tingtang Road and absentmindedly shopping for clothes with Xiaofeng, I locked myself in the room.

"Is the underworld show really a way for the underworld to accept death? Or is their death just a coincidence? Or can only the dying people see the live broadcast of the underworld show?"

The causal relationship cannot be determined, but it is an indisputable fact that people will die every time they live broadcast.

"What should I do?" He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to. He went down to the first floor and stopped Xiaofeng who was about to cook: "Come on, come with me to go out for a few drinks."

"Is this a formal date?" Xiaofeng put on the hip-hugging skirt she just bought, put on a slim-fitting T-shirt, and took off her long skirt to become even more attractive. Looking at those two long white legs, I instantly forgot a lot of my worries.

"What do you think about all day long? If you don't go, then I will take Bai Qi with me."

When Bai Qi, who was lying on the ground, heard someone calling him, his ears perked up and his eyes darted around, as if he smelled the smell of meat. He ran over and bit my trouser leg and refused to let go.

"Can't I go?" Xiaofeng pouted and glanced at Bai Qi reluctantly: "This dog is as slimy as you, but it grins at me. Every day I provide you with good food and drink, and you still bully me. .”

Shaking my head and smiling, I took Xiaofeng and Bai Qi out of the door.

At the Jiangbei night market stall, looking at the calm flowing river water, I drank several bottles of beer before driving away the gloom in my heart.

"Two days later it will be the day when the underworld show releases tasks again. Survival is already difficult, so why do you have to make yourself uncomfortable?" With a bit of drunkenness, I looked at Xiaofeng with a reddish face. The river breeze blew Her hair was messed up, and the deep pain and loneliness hidden on her face could be seen in the fluttering black hair.

Compared with her, I am much happier. At least I live a happy and unscrupulous life.

Putting his palms on her slightly thin shoulders, she was startled like a frightened rabbit, but she didn't resist when she realized it was me. There was confusion and tenderness in her eyes, and she rested her head on my chest.

Two lonely people looked at the river in the dark night. One bank was full of sensual dogs and horses, and the other bank was as calm as the end of the world.

"My sister and I are unlucky women. Our adoptive parents have called us bitches since we were young. The old neighbors around us can tell our adoptive parents' license plate numbers, but they can't tell me and my sister's names. The label used to refer to my sister and me is usually bitch." , losers, monsters, everyone pointed at us. I didn’t understand why at first? It wasn’t until my sister was killed by Lu Xing that I realized that I was just a livestock in the eyes of my parents, just like a pig. When they are older, they should be slaughtered.”

This was the first time Xiaofeng took the initiative to tell me about her childhood experience. It was colorless and filled with dark gray despair.

"The day I met you, seven iron needles were driven into my back. In fact, I was planning to commit suicide after paying homage to my sister that night. But you appeared, your eyes were clear and rational, as if you had already seen through In fact, it was you who saved me."

"From the time I got out of the police station to now, this period has been the happiest time I have ever spent in my life. I know you may not marry me, but can you let me stay with you in the future? I don't need anything. Honorable."

Xiaofeng said it very seriously. She was like the river next to her, enduring a lot silently without expecting anything in return.

"Who said I won't marry you?" I raised my head and drank the wine in the bottle. I must have been drunk at this moment. Just when I was about to say the next sentence, a hedgehog-headed gangster came over with a cigarette in his mouth. .

"Hey, buddy, lend me a hand." He stared at Xiaofeng with his lewd eyes, "Your friend is quite bold in his clothes. Do you want to have a drink together?"

He obviously saw me drunk and wanted to take advantage of Xiaofeng.

"Don't make me say it a second time, get out!"

"Hey, you have such a strong tone, it seems I'm going to teach you how to talk to others!" The hedgehog held the bottle opener in his hand and waved it towards my face.

I kicked the table away, leaned back to avoid his fist, picked up the finished wine bottle and hit him on the head.

He didn't hold back, and blood came out directly.

"Go get a haircut before the next fight. He looks like a hedgehog. How can the doctor give me stitches?"

I was already feeling unhappy, but this guy had hit the muzzle of a gun.

"what happened?"

"Xiaowei! Damn, you dare to touch my brother?"

"Bring that girl over and apologize to Viagra!"

Four or five people at the next table suddenly stood up, shirtless and with faces full of flesh.

"Gao Jian, let's leave quickly." Xiaofeng pulled my clothes from behind, her tone anxious and worried.

"You said you had to follow me, and you will be mine from now on! How could I watch you being bullied by others and remain indifferent?" The wine bottle was broken in half on the bridge pier, revealing sharp glass fragments: "Come on! One against five, if I take a step back today, my surname will not be Gao."

"Fuck! Fuck him!" The strongest man among the five people on the opposite side picked up the bench and rushed towards me. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a general's belly, and he was shouting with great momentum as he ran.

I narrowed my eyes lightly. I had drunk a lot just now and was dizzy, but this did not affect the final result.

"The sound is quite loud. Is your move called wild boar charging?"

Lifting the table with both hands, while his sight was blocked, he bent his legs and knees, and kicked the most vulnerable part of his body.

When he was clutching his life and screaming, I grabbed his hair and pushed him to the ground: "There are four more, do you want to come together?"

His eyes scanned everyone, and finally stopped on a man with a scorpion tattoo on his chest.

"I seem to have seen this face on surveillance cameras?"

The drunkenness had not subsided, and it took me a while to remember: "Isn't this the bastard who smashed up my shop and pointed his middle finger at the surveillance camera? Very good, the road between enemies is narrow, old and new grudges, let's settle the matter today!"

The man with the scorpion tattoo seems to be their boss: "Amin and I will stop him in a while, and you two will try to get that girl over. She's so pretty, but she still looks like she doesn't know anything."

"You guys have no shame at all." I pressed the broken wine bottle on the neck of the fat pig at my feet: "It seems like we are going to be famous today."

"Don't be too crazy, kid. There are four of us, and you are alone."

"No, you're wrong, I have a dog!"

Several gangsters looked at Bai Qi lying lazily by the river with disdain in their eyes: "Are you here to make a joke, just this little beast?"

I was so angry that I laughed back, "Bai Qi, did you hear that? These guys said you are a bastard."

I have never seen Bai Qi get angry, and he always behaves like he doesn't care about anything, as if he is just an ordinary local dog that just eats and waits to die.

But today, Bai Qi, lying by the river, showed another side.

The canine teeth bared, exuding the unique aura of a predator, which was definitely different from domestic native dogs. The feeling that made one's teeth chatter and the whole body was cold was called murderous intent!