I know a thing or two about the supernatural

Probably, it takes 2-3 days to prepare!

Thinking of this, the corners of Shirasaki's mouth slightly curled up.

……

Lu Hexiang's first career as a reporter was not smooth.

Although he graduated from the Department of Journalism and Communication of the Far Eastern Union University, it doesn't matter. His job search has hit a wall everywhere.Some media even told him directly that he is not needed and the position has already been determined by default.

As for his classmates, some became scholars, some started to study, and some embarked on official careers.Only he is still standing still.

This made Lu Hexiang start to doubt himself. Is it really impossible to become a reporter?

It was at the lowest point of his life that Zhejiang Provincial TV Station offered him an olive branch and transferred him to the newly opened "8181 Silver Eye" column group, which gave him a lot of space.

He loves the job.

Although there are a lot of weird news.But in many cases, it is the common people who have suffered, and the public security police come to make trivial matters, and major matters are reduced to minor matters, and civil disputes are mainly settled.Therefore, in many cases, in such a situation of muddy mud, the people are simply powerless.

Only they, their "8181 Silver Eye", can seek some justice for the common people!

This is not a meaningless matter. With their unremitting efforts, they have not only been able to seek justice for the parties involved, but have also attracted the attention of relevant departments to conduct strict investigations on these phenomena.

The deceitful barber shop was closed.

The victim's plastic surgery hospital was filed.

This made Lu Hexiang feel relieved, and made him feel that what he did was valuable and meaningful!Not to mention, he still has so many viewers and so many people who support him.

And now, Lu Hexiang began to select new material for the program.

The selection of materials is actually very simple. From the letters sent by the audience every day, the suitable ones are selected, and the reporters are asked to conduct live investigations.

However, there were too many enthusiastic audiences. Looking at the piles of letters, Lu Hexiang couldn't help feeling a little tired, so he had to wipe his sweat with his hands and read back and forth in each letter.

Just at this moment, a letter caught Lu Hexiang's attention.

It was a black letter. Among the yellow paper letters, it was like a firefly in the dark night, and it immediately attracted Lu Hexiang's attention.

this letter……

Seeing the letter, Lu Hexiang hesitated, but he took it out and opened it.

The crooked words, but it does not affect reading.Judging from its contents, it appeared to be from the mother of a child.

"I am a mother of a child, and now I have nowhere to go. I hope that the reporters from 8181 Silver Eyes can help me and my daughter! My residence is in Building X, Building X, XX Community. Please, help me."

It was a very common request for help, but for some reason, Lu Hexiang felt a little throbbing in his heart.

At this time, Lu Hexiang didn't know that he had been hinted at.He just picked out the letters and prepared to use them as material for today's live broadcast.

Go help this poor mother today.

Thinking of this, Lu Hexiang nodded and stood up.

But at the same time, Shirasaki logged into her own Weibo, using the account of Hell's Guide, to post an extremely eye-catching Weibo.

"Today, I helped a poor mother a little bit. The specific content is a bit complicated, and I will tell you later."

A guide from hell helping a poor mother?

In an instant, this Weibo became a hot search on Weibo, and netizens speculated who this poor mother was.

"I guess, maybe it's the mother who lost her child. Is the guide in hell trying to attack the traffickers?"

"Great, I didn't enjoy watching the human traffickers last time! This time I can enjoy it!"

"Hey, the guides in hell haven't said they are human traffickers, can't they be domestic violence?"

"Could it be the news some time ago? That bastard who thought his mother was a burden and buried his mother alive?"

Guess, guess, when the show airs, you'll know.

That is, everyone, when the time comes, don't be too surprised.

Chapter 150: Kid, where's your mother?

Taking a sip of the fine West Lake Longjing tea, Mrs. Wang narrowed her eyes happily, savoring the rich tea flavor.

“Good tea!”

He smacked his lips, put the tea cup aside, and looked at his wife at the same time.

"Honey, turn on the TV for me."

"The TV is right there, you can't turn it on yourself!"

My wife came out of the kitchen and complained to Mrs. Wang, but she turned on the TV honestly.Because she knew that "8181 Silver Eye" was about to start broadcasting every day, and she and Mrs. Wang would not miss almost every episode.

"The sanitary napkin has been upgraded! It can absorb nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium!"

"9999 titanium mobile phone, the wise choice for successful people!"

After simply playing the advertisement, the title of "8181 Silver Eye" appeared on the TV screen, and the hostess familiar to the old people also appeared on the TV.

"Focus on people's livelihood and serve the people. Welcome everyone to watch today's 8181 Silver Eye. Recently, we received a letter from a mother, hoping to get help from our 8181 Silver Eye. So what happened, let us follow the reporter Let's see."

As the camera turned, Lu Hexiang appeared on the screen.I saw Lu Hexiang holding the microphone in one hand and the black letter in the other, and said to the camera: "Just this morning, we received such a letter, and I am here to read the contents of this letter to the audience friends." .”

After a pause, he looked at the letter and began to read: "I am the mother of a child, and now I have nowhere to go. I hope the reporters from 8181 Silver Eyes can help me and my daughter! My residence is in XX community XX Building X, please help me."

When Lu Hexiang read this letter, his voice was full of emotion, as if he was the desperate mother.

While watching the TV, Mrs. Wang laughed aloud: "Probably, it's the same as the family in the last issue, and it's about domestic violence, right?"

"Yeah, the man in the last issue is really nothing, a big man beat his wife like that."

Mrs. Wang also agreed, but her eyes did not leave the screen.

Because now, reporter Lu Hexiang has arrived at the community mentioned in the letter, and beside him stands the security captain of the community.

"This is the XX community, but before looking for help, we need to interview the security captain of the community, Mr. Chen. Hello, Mr. Chen, this is 8181 Silver Eye, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Well, Reporter Lu, hello..."

The security captain may be on TV for the first time, so he is a little reserved.

"Then, do you have any impression of the owner of building X in XX building?"

"Ah, this should be Mrs. Zhao, yes, I have the impression."

The security captain nodded dully, and then Lu Hexiang asked again: "So, do you know what difficulties Mrs. Zhao has had recently?"

"It's difficult..." After a little thought, the security captain said hesitantly: "Mrs. Zhao and her husband, Mr. Li, don't get along very well. Mr. Li seems to beat Mrs. Zhao often. Our property has come to the door many times. Dissuade them, but this is always their family business, and we can't take care of it."

"Hehe, I knew it, it must be domestic violence!"

Mrs. Wang laughed happily, and took another sip of tea: "This Mr. Li is really nothing."

"Don't talk, watch TV."

After glancing at Mrs. Wang, the two continued to watch TV.

"Does this Mr. Li and Mrs. Zhao have a daughter?"

"Yes, there is a very cute little girl, about five or six years old."

"So, have you seen Mrs. Zhao recently?"

Lu Hexiang asked another question. This time, the security captain shook his head.

"It seems that I haven't seen Mrs. Zhao for a while, but I can't remember clearly. You also know that we have so many owners that it is impossible to cover everything."

"Well then, can you go to Mrs. Zhao's house with us if possible?"

"Uh, there's no problem with this."

The security captain nodded, and then Lu Hexiang led everyone to Mrs. Zhao's house.

dong dong dong.

He knocked lightly on the door, which made a dull sound, but no one came to open the door.

what happened?And it sounded like the door was locked?

Lu Hexiang knocked on the door again. This time, they heard voices inside, but still no one came to open the door.

There are people in the house, but the door is locked. Mrs. Zhao is not in any danger, right?

That's right, the letter said that there was nowhere to go, and Mrs. Zhao was very likely to be in danger!

Thinking of this, Lu Hexiang immediately turned his head and looked at the security captain beside him: "Do you have a spare key for your property?"

"Yes... Yes, there was a spare key during the renovation. If the locks were not changed..."

"Then bring it here quickly. If my guess is correct, Mrs. Zhao may be in danger!"

Unexpectedly, things would become so urgent, and everyone couldn't help but held their breath.

And soon, the security captain came back with a bunch of keys. When the key was inserted into the lock, the door opened with a clicking sound.

It's just that as soon as they entered the door, there was a foul smell that made everyone's internal organs twitch.

It stinks!What a smell!

Lu Hexiang quickly covered his mouth, and shouted into the room: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone in the room?"

"There...someone..."

A timid voice came, and at this moment, Lu Hexiang saw a girl who was only five or six years old coming out of the bedroom.

"That kid, where's your mother?"

"My mum is sick and has just finished cooking and is resting in the bedroom."

The little girl answered, but this made Lu Hexiang even more puzzled.

cooking?Cooking in this stinking environment?

Also, what is this stench?

Thinking of this, Lu Hexiang looked at the little girl and patted the little girl's head: "You still, uncle is a TV reporter, can you show us your mother?"

"okay!"

The little girl replied with a childish voice, and then led everyone to the bedroom.Just entering the bedroom, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

A woman's body was lying on the bed like this.And her corpse had already started to rot and smell, with worms coming and going back and forth in the seams of the flesh.

That stench actually came from the corpse!

Perhaps it was too frightening, Lu Hexiang forgot to speak for a moment, and it took a long time to think of something, and hurriedly shouted to the photographer: "Turn the camera over there, don't record the corpse."

Chapter 150: Please finish the show, or you will bear the consequences

"This...this woman, is dead?"

No one expected that there would be a dead body on the live broadcast of the show.Mrs. Zhao's mouth was already wide open at this time, with an expression of disbelief.

"Should he be dead? After all, they are all rotten into that virtue!"

The old lady Zhao's face was also a little ugly. After all, no one would feel too good after seeing such an impactful picture.

"This matter is going to make a big fuss."

Mrs. Zhao muttered to himself, but his eyes were still fixed on the TV screen—although on the screen, the cameraman had pointed the camera at the wall and did not take pictures of the corpse at all.

"By the way, do you remember what the little girl said just now?"

As if suddenly remembering something, Mrs. Zhao looked at Mrs. Zhao in awe.

That little girl?

Mrs. Zhao thought about it for a while, and then looked at his wife with the same horrified expression.

If he remembered correctly, the little girl said, her mother went to bed after cooking, right?But the corpse just now did not look like it had just died for a while.

The same doubts also existed in Lu Hexiang's mind.After a little hesitation, Lu Hexiang pulled the little girl over and asked softly, "Well, are you sure your mother was still cooking for you?"

"Ah."

The girl pointed to the table next to her, and only then did Lu Hexiang see that there were bowls and chopsticks on the table, and there was steaming steamed rice in the bowls.

hiss!