Alien Live

As the live broadcast wind blows more and more, the anchors fight for positions, and more and more strange live programs are produced, and among these programs, the most popular program is "Alien Body Cut".

This show was broadcast two months ago on the "Curious Live Streaming Platform". The anchor will live broadcast once a week to cut up his body with a knife, cut himself off bit by bit, and he will grind the cut parts into powder , made into small biscuits and given to the top ten people who tipped the most.

Today is the live broadcast of "Alien Body Cutting".

The host is a pale boy with a decadent look between his brows and eyes, but this doesn't affect his handsomeness.He seldom smiles, but as long as he hooks the corners of his lips, his decadence will disappear in an instant, and he will become a sunny and cheerful boy.

A very contradictory combination.

"Hi everyone, I'm Bai Fan."

As soon as the anchor appeared, the number of online viewers on the platform skyrocketed. In less than a minute, the number of online viewers exceeded 1, and the number continued to increase.

All kinds of gifts filled the screen, candies, cucumbers, luxury cars, airplanes, etc. almost covered Bai Fan's face.The comments were even more dizzying, everyone was scrambling to speak, trying to get Bai Fan to notice him and have a few words with him.The enthusiasm of the audience seemed to rush through the bit torrent, completely submerging the anchor.

Bai Fan thanked the audience with a blank expression, and introduced himself in an orderly manner: "I am an alien, not a human being. Well, you don't believe this."

Everyone commented one after another: We believe it.

"I can't tell you exactly which planet I'm from. With the technological level of the earth, my planet cannot be detected." Bai Fan tilted his head slightly, "My live broadcast is a bit bloody, please confirm your tolerance for bloody violence To a certain extent, I will not be responsible if someone has a heart attack in the middle.”

The audience swiped a series of hahahaha.

"My live broadcast content is to cut my own body, please don't worry about me, my body will grow back the next day, and it will not affect my life and daily life." Bai Fan raised his hand, his hand It looks so good that I can comment on the hand model of the year, "Where should I cut it first today?" He looked at the comments and nodded, "Then cut off the little finger first, you can make finger biscuits."

As soon as the words fell, there was a small climax of gift giving.

Bai Fan held a sharp scalpel in his right hand, and after soaking it in alcohol, he cut off his little finger.He cut very carefully, and his expression was as focused as if he was doing high-precision surgery.Red blood oozes from the wound, and as the wound grows bigger, the little finger gradually separates from the jade-like palm.He wiped the wound with an antiseptic wipe, and the blood splattered miraculously stopped.

"It's cut." Bai Fan picked up the bloody little finger and showed it to the audience. "This is my little finger. Does anyone want it? You can make biscuits with a designated flavor, and pick the one who tipped the most within 30 seconds to give it away."

As soon as Bai Fan finished speaking, all kinds of luxury cars, planes and spaceships that represented silver were thrown at him. The audience seemed to be bidding for a rare treasure in an auction venue, and they all showed their wealth, just to get Bai Fan's little finger.

"Okay, it's time." Bai Fan said, "Congratulations, Mr. Biscuit Mania, you took a photo of today's first finger biscuit."

Everyone tacitly cleared the screen and let the winners speak.

Cookie Fever Says: "I'm So Glad To Get Your Body."

Bai Fan smiled, he looked so good-looking, and the people who gave gifts became more and more endless.

"He died again?" Huang Zhenjun lowered his police cap, covering most of his face, "This is the third one."

"That's right." Liu Zhenguo took a bite of the donut, "It's the same way as the previous two, the flesh and blood are all turned into ashes, leaving only the skeleton, and the skeleton has also turned gray and black. Tsk, folks are saying this He died of witchcraft and panic, if this case is not solved, it may become a new urban legend."

Huang Zhenjun glanced at Liu Zhenguo, "Have you finished your donuts yet?"

"It's over!" Liu Zhenguo stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

"Call the police!"

The scene of the crime was at the deceased's home, which has been protected by the police at this time.After communicating with the police officers at the scene, Huang Zhenjun and Liu Zhenguo bypassed the cordon and entered the scene.

Liu Zhenguo posed as the famous detective Conan and said, "This is a murder case in a secret room."

"It's still unknown whether it was suicide or homicide. Don't just define the case casually." Huang Zhenjun said, "As policemen, what we pay attention to is evidence."

"But the death methods of the three people are exactly the same. What kind of suicide will lead to such a result? Is it some legendary suicide forum? It's written like this in novels. A group of people meet to commit suicide on the forum."

"If you think there is such a possibility, follow this possibility to investigate." Huang Zhenjun said to another police officer, "Tell me about the circumstances when the body was found and the background of the deceased."

The name of the deceased was Li Tai, a freelance worker who lived alone.

Before Li Tai was alive, he was not sociable and had few friends, except for one childhood friend who kept in touch with him. It was this friend who called Li Tai more than a dozen times and she called the police after Li Tai didn't answer.

"Why did you think of calling the police in the first place?" Liu Zhenguo asked suspiciously, "Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you come and see yourself?"

The policeman said: "Du Li said that Li Tai had suicidal tendencies, and once told her that if he didn't answer the phone many times in a day, then he was probably dead. She thought of this and called the police."

Huang Zhenjun asked: "Where is Du Liren?"

The police officer said: "The transcript is being recorded."

Du Li was an ordinary-looking girl, an office worker in her twenties, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had obviously cried a lot.

Du Li said: "Li Tai is introverted and doesn't like to get in touch with people very much, but he is a kind person with a soft heart, but he is too sensitive and inferior, and has mild depression. He had the idea of ​​committing suicide, but I didn't expect... ...I didn't expect..." As she spoke, she cried again, "The way he died, he must have drunk some kind of poison!"

"There is no poison that can produce this effect." Huang Zhenjun said, "Did Li Tai come into contact with any strange people during his lifetime?"

"Or browsed some strange web pages." Liu Chenguo interjected.

"No." Du Li thought for a while, "He never took the initiative to make friends with others, but recently I heard him say that he fell in love with someone very, very much. He has never been in love or liked anyone before. !"

Huang Zhenjun and Liu Zhenguo looked at each other and asked, "Who is this person?"

"Bai Fan, an anchor."

Bai Fan's live broadcast was coming to an end. His five fingers and half of his wrist had been cut off, and there was only one cut left to finish.

"Where to cut it?" Bai Fan asked the screen.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments, and all kinds of weird requests were displayed. Some asked him to cut off his entire leg, some asked him to cut off an ear, and some even asked him to cut off two taels of flesh.

"Who should I listen to?" Bai Fan hesitated, until a comment caught his eye, asking him to cut off his head.

Once this request was made, the audience followed the climax, and they were all "cutting their heads and cutting their heads".

Bai Fan was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, then I'm going to change the cutting tool."

Bai Fan left for a while, and when he came back, he had a chainsaw in his hand.

"The following scenes will be bloody, so it is not recommended for minors to watch, and it is not recommended for people with heart disease and people with low tolerance to watch." Bai Fan grinned and rolled his eyes, and then suddenly recovered his indifferent expression, "Okay , I’m going to cut, if the following shots cause any discomfort, the anchor will not be responsible.”

The audience rewarded him with countless gifts.

Bai Fan raised his head, revealing his slender neck. His neck was very thin and white, as if it would break if he pinched it.But when his chainsaw cut it, he failed to separate the beautiful head from the body immediately.

The splashed blood splashed onto the screen of Bai Fan's mobile phone, and the audience's field of vision turned blood red. He temporarily put down the chainsaw, supported his dangling head, and wiped the screen with a paper towel until it was clean. , He picked up the chainsaw again and continued his unfinished work.

Head cutting is a technical job. In addition to the fragile skin, there is also the neck bone that maintains the human body. The radio faithfully transmits the sound of the chainsaw colliding with the bone to the people on the other end of the network, "Hey—— Hey——" The sound made people's teeth sour, and those who were timid all ran to the toilet to vomit at this moment.However, the number of online viewers has been rising steadily, exceeding 3000 million people and still growing!This even caused the platform to be too crowded, and the live broadcast was delayed by a few seconds.

Ten minutes later, the head fell to the ground, and the comments were blown out, which was dizzyingly fast.

"Oh my God, Bai Fan's head was really cut off!"

"He won't die, will he?"

"If he was going to die, he would have died long ago. This is just magic."

"Compared to Bai Fan, those well-known magicians are all weak!"

……

Bai Fan's head fell to the table, rolled around twice, stopped, and turned his face to the camera.

There were two drops of blood on his cheeks, which made him more coquettish, and made this head even more weird.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to vent their breath, just wanting to know what would happen next. Suddenly, the head's eyes opened, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes but not much spirit!

Bai Fan stared fixedly at the screen, and seemed to be looking at tens of thousands of people outside the screen at the same time, "In the next five seconds, the person who tipped the highest will get my head biscuit."

"Ah, long live Bai Fan!"

The live broadcast room ushered in a new carnival.

Huang Zhenjun turned off his mobile phone, his expression pensive.Liu Zhenguo next to him was not calm anymore, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

Huang Zhenjun supported Liu Zhenguo's chin with his hand, and patted upwards, causing Liu Zhenguo to stagger, and then closed his chin.

"Captain Huang, this, this, this..." Liu Zhenguo didn't know how to describe his shock, he trembled, "Who is that Bai Fan? A new generation magician or something? This is too realistic! Did he really cut off his own head? God, how did he do it?"

"Calm down." Huang Zhenjun said, "Have someone investigate Bai Fan, and ask him to assist in the investigation if necessary."

"But what name should we ask him to assist in the investigation? He doesn't know Li Tai at all, right? Didn't Du Li say that Li Tai met Bai Fan on the live broadcast platform and fell in love with him at first sight? No matter how you look at it, Li Tai is unrequited love ah."

Huang Zhenjun lit a cigarette and said, "Du Li also said that Li Tai spent a lot of money for Bai Fan, and all his savings were used as rewards for the live broadcast, in exchange for biscuits made by Bai Fan himself. Although they don't know each other , but Li Tai has eaten biscuits made by Bai Fan, that's why he needs to assist in the investigation."

"You suspect there's something wrong with the biscuits?"

"It's no wonder that a biscuit made with a person's body is fine!" Huang Zhenjun frowned, "Of course, this biscuit can't really be made of his body. It’s unknown if it will be harmful to the human body, so we have to check it out. By the way, you should also check whether the two deceased people had anything to do with Bai Fan.”

Liu Zhenguo said: "Yes!"

Liu Zhenguo checked all the social relations of the first two deceased according to Huang Zhenjun's wishes, and actually found out that these two people were also avid fans of Bai Fan, and they all invested a lot of money to grab a biscuit.

"How idle are these people now, spending so much money for a stranger!" Liu Zhenguo said incredulously, "Do you know what the lowest price for that Baifan's finger biscuit is so far?"

Huang Zhenjun didn't reply.

Liu Zhenguo held out a finger.

"one thousand?

"Naive! How naive!" Liu Zhenguo exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Ten thousand! I checked on the Internet, and the biscuits are exactly 50G, and the 50G biscuits actually cost [-]! This is faster than robbing a bank! What do you say? Are people crazy!"

"Calm down." Huang Zhenjun patted Liu Zhenguo on the shoulder, "Since it is found that Bai Fan was related to several deceased, then find out his identity information through the platform and invite him to the police station for a cup of tea. If he is not from our city People, then communicate with the police station in another city."

The live broadcast platforms were all authenticated by their real names. When negotiating with the platforms, Liu Zhenguo directly pressured them in the name of the police station, so they handed over Bai Fan's information.

Bai Fan, male, 22 years old, is from this city.

When the police went to "invite" Bai Fan to cooperate with the investigation, he got into the police car very cooperatively, and the little policeman who drove the car glanced at Bai Fan from the rearview mirror from time to time, his curiosity about this man was written all over his face.

Liu Zhenguo patted the little policeman and said, "Drive hard!"

Although Liu Zhenguo stopped the little policeman from peeping, he himself was very curious about Bai Fan.

"Ahem." Liu Zhenguo cleared his throat, "Bai Fan, do you know why you were asked to come to the police station?"

Bai Fan pulled down his mask and said, "Because I am related to three cases of unknown deaths."

"What these three deceased have in common is that they bought the biscuits you made."

"Well, maybe I can remember them if you give me their IDs." Bai Fan took out a biscuit from his pocket and handed it to Liu Zhenguo, "This is the biscuit I made today and it hasn't been sent yet. You have to try it." Do you want to taste it?" He said with a sweet smile.

As soon as they arrived at the police station, Bai Fan's biscuits were sent to the laboratory for testing, while Bai Fan followed Liu Zhenguo into the interrogation room.

"Stay here for a while and don't move around."

"it is good."

Once Liu Zhenguo closed the door of the interrogation room, he and Huang Zhenjun observed Bai Fan in the room outside the glass.

Bai Fan sat on the chair, motionless, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know which dimension his mind had wandered to.Half an hour later, he still maintained this posture without any change.

"He won't sit like this forever, will he?" Liu Zhenguo murmured, "Generally, when people arrive at the police station and have been hung out for so long, they will feel a little anxious to some extent, but he didn't react at all."

Huang Zhenjun asked: "Did the finger biscuit test come out?"

"How can it be so fast, you have to wait a little longer."

"Well, let's ask first."

As soon as Huang Zhenjun pushed open the door of the interrogation room, Bai Fan looked over.

"Hello." Huang Zhenjun sat in his seat, "I am Huang Zhenjun, the leader of the serious crime team."

"Hello, I'm Bai...cough cough cough cough." Bai Fan suddenly coughed heart-piercingly, and it took him a while to finish coughing.

"Anchor Bai is sick?" Huang Zhenjun asked with concern, "Do you need a glass of water?"

"No, the smog is too heavy and it's a bit choking." Bai Fan said, "No water, thank you."

"Our conversation won't be short, let's drink some water." Huang Zhenjun beckoned, and Liu Zhenguo outside hurriedly brought in two glasses of water, "Besides, we should drink more water in hazy days."

"What's the use of drinking more water when the pollution is too serious?"

"Yes, masks have become a daily necessities. I asked the chief for approval and distributed a mask to each employee of our police station. As a result, masks are too popular to be bought on the market."

"Everyone wants to have cleaner air."

……

The two chatted about the smog for a long time, and Huang Zhenjun got to the point.

He laid out the three photographs in the folder one by one—photographs of the three dead people.

No.1 The deceased was a woman named Tang Lu, an executive of a foreign company, 35 years old, divorced and childless.

No.2 The deceased was male named Wang Qin, self-employed, 30 years old, married with a son.

The No.3 deceased was Li Tai, who was released today, an otaku, 26 years old, single.

Huang Zhenjun briefly introduced the background of the deceased, "Does anchor Bai know these people?"

"I don't know." Bai Fan said, "If I have their ID, I might have an impression."

"The IDs are Lonely Life, Fuck When You Love, and For Justice."

Bai Fan thought about it for a while, and said, "They are all viewers who often give me high rewards."

"Did you give you a tip on your live broadcast?" Huang Zhenjun knocked on the table, "Speaking of which, I just watched the live broadcast of anchor Xiabai. It was very exciting."

Bai Fan smiled politely, "Thank you."

"Will anchor Bai draw ten viewers to give cookies every time on the live broadcast?"

"Yes, they are all viewers who gave the highest rewards during the time period I specified."

"I'm very curious about the production process of the biscuits. I wonder if anchor Bai can explain it to me?"

Bai Fan made a gesture of listening.

"Anchor Bai cuts his body with tools, and then uses his body to make small biscuits." Huang Zhenjun scrutinized Bai Fan from head to toe, "But I think anchor Bai is also a mortal body, no different from us, may I ask?" How do you do that?"

Bai Fan tilted his head, "This is a commercial secret."

"So any aliens, any self-cutting is just a gimmick?"

Bai Fan smiled and said nothing.

Before Huang Zhenjun was about to say something, Liu Zhenguo's call came from the walkie-talkie.

Here are the biscuit test results!

When Huang Zhenjun walked out of the interrogation room, seeing Liu Zhenguo frowned tightly, he immediately knew that the clue of biscuit might be broken.

Sure enough, Liu Zhenguo said: "Captain Huang, the biscuit turned out to be an ordinary biscuit. There is nothing special about it. I wondered if Bai Fan had planned to swap the biscuit for a long time, so I sent someone to Li Tai's room to search for it. , and found half of the biscuits he bought at a high price, all of which were sent to the laboratory, but the ingredients found in the final test were exactly the same, all ordinary biscuits."

The biscuit is the most direct connection between the three deceased and Bai Fan. If there is no problem with the biscuit, the possibility of Bai Fan being the murderer is not established.

"Captain Huang, what should we do?" Liu Zhenguo scratched his head, "There is no intersection between the three deceased. The only intersection between them is Bai Fan. If Bai Fan is not the suspect, then who is?"

Huang Zhenjun said: "No hurry, bring the biscuits here."

Huang Zhenjun returned to the interrogation room with the biscuit and put the biscuit on the table.

"Anchor Bai, is this the biscuit you sent to your fans?"

"Yes, it tastes very good. Would Officer Huang want to try it?"

"This is evidence, and evidence cannot be eaten."

"It's a pity." Bai Fan paused and asked, "Then what about the test results?"

"Ordinary biscuits."

"That's good." Bai Fan said, "Because my own food is very sweet, so it is inevitable to add some more sugar when making biscuits. If the sugar content exceeds the standard, it will be bad."

Huang Zhenjun stared at Bai Fan without saying a word. After a long time, he said, "Anchor Bai, you can go, but please don't leave this city, let alone go abroad, thank you for your cooperation."

Bai Fan said gently, "Okay."

Huang Zhenjun sent Bai Fan to the gate of the police station, and thoughtfully helped him hail a taxi.

When Bai Fan got into the car, Huang Zhenjun said, "Anchor Bai's turtleneck is very nice."

"Thank you for the compliment."

After watching Bai Fan go away, Huang Zhenjun waved to Liu Zhenguo.

"Go and find out who has gotten Baifan's biscuits."

"Everyone?"

"Correct."

Liu Zhenguo didn't ask the reason, he believed 100% in all the decisions made by Huang Zhenjun, and immediately started to investigate.

Bai Fan made a total of ten live broadcasts. Each time, 10 people were selected. After deducting the repeated people, a total of 45 people had snatched the biscuits made by Bai Fan.

"Five of these 45 people were in this city, and 40 people were distributed in other provinces and cities. Three of the five people in this city were killed." Liu Zhenguo reported, "Of the 40 people in other provinces, another five died suddenly of unknown reasons. Same as the three people in this city!"

As soon as Liu Zhenguo finished his report, he couldn't hide his shock anymore, "This means that eight of the 45 people who had indirect contact with Bai Fan died for no reason?! If the three people in this city are a coincidence, then count It is absolutely impossible for these dead to be a coincidence! I have checked his travel records, and he has not been out of the city in the past few months, only the biscuits... must be the problem with the biscuits! No, the biscuit test results are normal." The more he analyzed, the more chaotic he became, so he could only turn to his captain for help, "Captain Huang, what's going on?"

Huang Zhenjun took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, smiled, and said, "I don't know either."

Bai Fan returned home and changed into pajamas.He stood in front of the mirror, touched the bright red scar on his neck, and used his nails to pick off the scab bit by bit. The skin on the neck returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever existed there.

He turned and went into the kitchen. There were a few severed fingers on the stove. The phalanges of the fingers were faintly black. He picked them up indifferently, threw them into the juicer, mixed them with water and flour, and then Turn on the power, press the switch, and the working juicer will crush your fingers to pieces within 1 minute, turning it into a bottle of mush.

"Let's make new biscuits." Bai Fan said to himself.

Bai Fan prepared the batter, put it into the mold, put the mold into the oven, and set the time.

He stood by the oven without doing anything, just quietly staring blankly.He didn't put on his gloves until there was a "ding--" from the oven, and took out all the baked biscuits.

No more, no less, exactly ten.

"Biscuits and biscuits are round, I like biscuits the most." Bai Fan hummed happily, "Cookies and biscuits are sweet, I know how to make biscuits by myself~"

Putting all the divided biscuits into the gift bag, he said contentedly: "Then send out these ten blessings."

The blessings sent by Bai Fan turned out to be nightmares in the eyes of Huang Zhenjun and others.

They can confirm that these bizarre deaths are all related to Bai Fan, but they can't get any evidence, which makes people crazy.

Huang Zhenjun consolidated all the relevant case materials in this city and other places, trying to find some clues, but after searching, the only suspicious thing is the high-priced biscuit, but the high-priced biscuit has already proved his innocence.

The case had reached a dead end.

"Do you need to call Bai Fan to the police station again?" Liu Zhenguo asked Huang Zhenjun for his opinion, "Captain Huang, this case has become more and more influential, and the incident involving Bai Fan has somehow leaked out, and it has been widely circulated on the Internet. Yes, it has caused panic on a small scale."

Huang Zhenjun didn't listen to what Liu Zhenguo was saying, and asked an irrelevant question, "Did you see Bai Fan wearing a turtleneck sweater?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"What month is this?"

"Mid-September...wait." Liu Zhenguo reacted, "Everyone is still wearing short sleeves this season, and he is wearing a turtleneck sweater? Captain Huang, you don't mean to say that he wears a turtleneck sweater to cover up The wound on the neck, did he really cut off his head during the live broadcast?" As he spoke, the hairs all over Liu Zhenguo's body stood on end.

"Have you ever thought that he might really be an alien?"

"Huang team, please stop making trouble. If he is really an alien, he will not broadcast live at home, but will be broadcast live on the autopsy table."

"The more honest you are, the less you will be suspected." Huang Zhenjun said, "Send two people to watch him."

Liu Zhenguo volunteered and said, "Then I'll go!"

"Okay, be careful."

Liu Zhenguo took over the job of following Bai Fan, but after a week of watching Bai Fan, Bai Fan didn't make any changes.He is no different from other ordinary people except that he is a bit incomprehensible.

Until, it was the day of his live broadcast again.