The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room opened on time.

Fans flocked in like crazy, waiting there every day even more enthusiastically than clocking in after get off work, and various messages began to scroll on the public screen.

Some people greeted Sang Feiwan, and some desperately asked for a connection, but the most talked about topic tonight was a piece of news.

[Have you heard? Recently, there was a perverted murder case in Beijing, and the corpse was made into skewers and sold! ]

[I’ve seen it too, I’ve seen it too, there are even photos of the murderer identifying the scene online! ]

[Oh my god, the person who rented the house to him was so unlucky that the good house became a haunted house. And the meat processing plant was also inexplicably implicated. ]

[I think I am even worse off. I just had barbecue recently, and I seriously suspect that there is something wrong with the barbecue I ate. The police came to my house halfway through the meal... Yue I am going to vomit! I have decided to only eat vegetarian food and not meat in the future!]

[Isn’t it the kebab shop I often go to where the skewers are grilled fresh and there is a long queue every day? ]

[I want to praise the police for their efficiency. I heard that the case was solved in just a few hours and the suspect was arrested on the same day! ]

[Can you please tell me which BBQ restaurants have problems? I don't dare to go out to eat BBQ anymore. Host, can you help us calculate it?]

Of course, Sang Feiwan couldn't disclose such things casually. The police did not disclose the barbecue restaurant involved. Otherwise, the impact would be too bad.

"Okay, now let's draw the first fan to connect tonight." Sang Feiwan got back to the topic at the right time.

Soon, the first online fan of the day appeared in the live broadcast room, and it turned out to be a familiar face:

[Hey, isn't this Long Aotian? ]

[Long Aotian, didn’t you connect to predict your marriage two days ago? Then the host reminded you that your girlfriend had a problem, but you disconnected before she even finished talking. Why are you here again tonight? ]

[I'm curious about what happened to you that day. What happened afterwards? Did you figure out your girlfriend's real intention? Come and talk to us! ]

When we connected online two days ago, Long Aotian was in high spirits and was looking forward to marrying his goddess.

But at this moment, his background was dark, and the faint light from the mobile phone screen reflected his anxious and frightened expression.

"Help me, I've been kidnapped!"

Sang Feiwan asked him: "Did you go to see her after all?"

Long Aotian said, "You warned me about the danger during the live broadcast that day, but before we were even through, she called me and asked me to go to her city as soon as possible to prepare for the wedding. I thought of what you said and didn't dare to agree, so I found an excuse to delay."

"That night she kept calling me, asking me if I had other thoughts and if I didn't want to marry her. She even started crying. I..."

He sighed, "It's all my fault for being soft-hearted. I didn't have the heart to say anything too decisive. But two days later, she called me again and said she had arrived in my city and wanted to have a good talk with me. Even if we wanted to break up, we had to do it clearly."

"Then I... I went to see her. I thought that she was a weak woman and lived in my city, so she should be safe. What if, I mean, I was wrong and missed a great marriage, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?"

"So you went to meet him?" Sang Feiwan said in a light tone.

In fact, this is not Long Aotian’s fault.

Before they actually encounter a scam, everyone thinks they are very rational and will not be deceived. But in fact, as long as the scammers accurately grasp your weaknesses and give you enough temptation, it is difficult for anyone to resist.

That day, Long Aotian arrived at the agreed square and indeed saw a beautiful woman, but her appearance was slightly different from the one in the original video.

"Why do you look different from the video?" Long Aotian questioned.

"The video was beautified, so it's a little distorted. It's definitely different from the real person."

"The sound doesn't seem right either."

"I recently caught a cold and my throat is a little hoarse."

Although the other person's appearance and voice had changed slightly, she could accurately tell what happened between them and even call out Long Aotian's nickname affectionately.

The slight doubt that Long Aotian had originally had was gradually dispelled.

He was very concerned about his girlfriend's health and enthusiastically helped her buy cold medicine from a nearby pharmacy.

When he came back, his girlfriend considerately handed him a cup of milk tea, and he drank half of it in one breath without much suspicion.

After he finished drinking, he felt dizzy.

When he woke up, he found himself in a small space, surrounded by darkness. He couldn't see the environment clearly, and could only feel that the top and bottom were hard like a wooden board. There was only a hole on the side, leaving him a ventilation hole.

At this moment, he was curled up in a small space, holding up his phone and trying to stay connected with Sang Feiwan:

"I had used my original phone for three years, and I was reluctant to replace it even though the screen was cracked. In order to leave a good impression when I met her, I bought a new phone on the day of meeting her. I kept the old phone with me and didn't throw it away."

"When I woke up, my new phone was gone. I guess it was taken away. My old phone didn't have a SIM card, and there was no network in this damn place, so I couldn't ask for help."

"Just now I was really anxious, so I tried to open the live broadcast software. Other live broadcasts were unavailable, but your live broadcast popped up. Host, you are my only hope now!"

"Anchor, where am I being held now?"

Sang Feiwan said: "You are in the coffin."

"Wha...what!"

As he was speaking, footsteps and the sound of a door opening were heard outside.

Long Aotian became even more panicked. He quickly covered himself with the screen of his mobile phone to prevent light leakage, and held his breath, not daring to make any sound.

The connected screen suddenly fell into darkness, and only the sound of a conversation could be heard faintly:

"Mr. Tian, ​​is the ceremony ready?"

"Ma'am, everything is ready."

"That's good. If this guy hadn't suddenly become suspicious of us, we wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to capture him from so far away."

"His birth date is very special and hard to find, so it's worth it no matter how much it costs. Fortunately, I didn't miss the last seven days, otherwise it would be too late. Madam, don't worry, I will never make a mistake again this time!"

As Long Aotian listened, he suddenly recognized one of the female voices. It was the voice that had been communicating with him on the video call.

He put his eyes close to the air vent and looked carefully, and saw the back of a woman.

She looked elegant in a black dress paired with a tasseled cape.

But when the woman turned around, she revealed a slightly weathered face that looked at least sixty or seventy years old.

Long Aotian suddenly woke up: it turned out that the woman who had been chatting with him online for more than a month and who kept saying that she wanted to marry him was actually an old lady who was old enough to be his mother... or grandmother!

And what did they mean by "ceremony"? Could it be that this old lady really wanted to marry me?