Ghost King's Vicious Dog

Killing Live?

At first, Jiang Tian thought it was just a gimmick, just like most live broadcast studios that sell dog meat.

He also knows a lot about live broadcasting now, probably because of the influence of Lin Lin and Zhang Heng a year ago.At that time, Jiang Tian thought about what it was that allowed them to take risks and come to the deep mountains and old forests, so after they settled down, he would watch the live broadcast in his spare time.

The reason why I choose journalists as my career may also have something to do with them.

In less than 15 minutes, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded [-], and the screen was still pitch black, but the barrage below was flickering:

"Really? Who are you going to kill?"

"Retaliation against society? Provoking the police?"

"It's probably a newcomer, here to attract traffic."

"Liar, liar, leave without starting."

"I have called the police, the police uncle is this person!"

"Click in and have a look. If you kill someone in a while, you will be charged with the police. If you don't kill someone, you will get a bad review."

"Above, you made a typo..."

"That's right. My target is a criminal policeman. Do you have any objections?"

Jiang Tian: "..."

What's this all about.

Jiang Tian felt bored, and just as he was paddling away, suddenly the live broadcast room gradually lit up.

But it wasn't particularly bright. It seemed that the lights were not turned on in the room, but the light from the computer screen barely illuminated the anchor's outline.

The anchor is wearing a dark sweatshirt and sitting in front of the computer. His bangs are so long that they almost cover his eyes. He is also wearing a black anti-smog mask, which almost completely covers his entire face. The only thing that can be seen is the a dull eyeball.

His whole person gave people a very uncomfortable feeling, because he had a very depressed and hostile feeling, like a slowly rotting animal carcass in a swamp, which made people feel uneasy.

Jiang Tian frowned and stared at him, and suddenly found an empty white photo frame hanging on the wall behind him.

Jiang Tian was shocked suddenly, and sat up straight suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back all of a sudden.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen this empty photo frame in that perverted dream.

"Shao Xing..." Jiang Tian repeatedly called out his name, "Shao Xing, Shao Xing, Shao Xing!"

Then he got up from the sofa without even wearing shoes, and ran to the desk on the wooden floor, pushed away the documents and other things on Shao Xing's desk, and raised the phone in front of him, "You look at this!"

Shao Xing slapped Jiang Tian on the buttocks, and reprimanded him: "You are not allowed to run on the ground with bare feet."

"Don't worry about this, just watch this live broadcast, the house inside is the same as in my dream."

Shao Xing looked down, pondered for a while, and said to Jiang Tian: "Call your Uncle Chu You and ask him to check this IP address."

Jiang Tian's face was full of question marks: "Chuyou what?"

Shao Xing smiled gently, and half-truthfully said: "Since he always says some very ambiguous things to you, I think it's safer to add a seniority to him."

Jiang Tianxin said that as expected, all the old monsters with profound morals had something wrong with their brains, and each one was more serious than the other.

However, he didn't dare to scold on the surface, he only dared to slander in his heart, and then said with a serious face: "But I don't know Chu You's current number, how can I contact him?"

"It's the same number as in the ghost town." Shao Xing took Jiang Tian's mobile phone and operated it, and the large LCD screen embedded in the wall next to the desk suddenly lit up, followed by the screen of the murder live broadcast room.

Shao Xing returned the phone to Jiang Tian, ​​and Jiang Tian entered Chu You's number from memory and dialed his number.

Shao Xing sat on the chair in a leisurely manner, with his right hand resting on the edge of the table, and his slender fingers tapped on the table. After the call was connected, he said meaningfully: "It's been so long, you still remember him The number, the relationship is really good."

"..." Jiang Tian deeply realized that Shao Xing was dying of illness, what illness?Commonly known as abnormal brain tonic syndrome.

Jiang Tian ignored him, and said to Chu You: "Fox, help me find something. There is a murder live broadcast room on XX Live. The room number is 25779433. Help me find out the host's identity and where is his address."

Chu You raised his eyebrows, and while slowly mixing drinks, he wore a Bluetooth headset and talked to Jiang Tian, ​​"Do you have a clue? Does this have something to do with your demon soul?"

"That anchor is probably the pervert possessed by my ghost."

Jiang Tian stared at the big screen on the wall, "Anyway, go check it out, and tell me if you find it."

He hung up the phone and saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached 5.

The man on the screen finally moved. He sat up straight and leaned forward to get closer to the camera. The eyeball protruding from the bangs stared at the people on the other side of the screen eeriely, and said in a strange hoarse voice : "The live broadcast begins."

This voice definitely used a voice changer. In addition, the anchor covered his face tightly, and the room was so dark that there were almost no clues. It was enough to see that he was a very cautious pervert.

Jiang Tian stared at the screen nervously, subconsciously clenched his fists, his palms were wet with sweat.

"Don't be nervous." Shao Xing stretched out his hand and pressed the back of Jiang Tian's hand, his thumb stroked his skin comfortingly, the warm touch was fleeting, and he smiled: "If the baby is afraid, do you want to come to my arms?" .”

Jiang Tian quickly withdrew his hand, and spit out a few words lightly, "It's not as scary as you."

Shao Xing seemed to find it very interesting, and laughed twice, "I see."

At this time, Jiang Tian didn't have the heart to study the special emotions in the four words Shao Xing, as well as the loneliness hidden at the bottom. , and disappeared from the camera.

The barrage below the screen was gone, and it seemed that the tens of thousands of viewers were waiting with bated breath for the next development.

Jiang Tian knew that someone must have called the police now, and the police should also use computer technology to check the IP address of the live broadcast room and locate the specific location of the anchor, but Jiang Tian had a bad feeling. Since this person dared to start a live broadcast on the Internet with great fanfare, It must be the confidence that you will not be caught.

After 1 minute, the man returned to the screen again, this time, he brought a woman back.

Jiang Tian stood up with a bang, staring straight at the screen.

Even though the woman had black tape on her mouth, Jiang Tian recognized her. This was the missing Cao Yun.

She opened her eyes wide in horror, looking at the screen with red corners, her whole body trembling violently, and an indistinct cry for help came from her throat.

Those eyes look very beautiful, Jiang Tian can even imagine how gentle and loving she is in daily life, she must be the kind who cooks delicious meals and distributes them to neighbors, sees someone quarreling A good person who will persuade a fight and comfort strangers on the Internet.

But at times like this, there was nothing but fear and pleading in those eyes.

The man held a sharp knife in his hand and pressed it close to Cao Yun's neck. His voice was still hoarse like a needle prick, "I decided to slit her throat. What do you think?"

Cao Yun struggled, "Uh, uh..."

The barrage below suddenly frantically swiped up, so fast that Jiang Tian could hardly see clearly, but the man seemed to not care what the audience thought, he was very paranoid, and he had already determined the method of killing he wanted, and he would not kill others because of others. opinion changes.

He raised his hand, held a sharp knife, and stabbed down fiercely, ignoring Cao Yun's pleading eyes.

Jiang Tian's heart suddenly hung up, and at this moment, a warm and powerful hand stretched out, covering Jiang Tian's eyes and blocking his sight.

His vision became darker, but his hearing became more sensitive. Jiang Tian could clearly hear a woman's moaning in pain, as well as the sound of sharp knives piercing the skin and piercing into the flesh, and then the liquid sprayed out and splashed on the floor. sound of water.

Jiang Tian froze for a moment, his body tensed up slowly, he raised his arm to hold Shao Xing's hand, trying to move his hand away.

"I'm not afraid of this..."

"I know you are not afraid, but you can't look too much."

Shao Xing bowed his head and kissed his soft hair, and said softly: "I know you can't bear it, but you really can't do anything, don't blame yourself."

He kept covering Jiang Tian's eyes, allowing him to struggle slightly without letting go.

In front of tens of thousands of people, the man on the screen cut the corpse into pieces.Her head, her arm, her right leg, her... blood spattered on the camera, and the screen glowed red.

This bloody performance lasted for a long time, and finally the man came over and adjusted the camera, aiming at his own face, staring at the silent crowd with his cloudy eyes, and whispered: "See you next time."

Then the live broadcast was turned off.

No one swiped the barrage anymore, and everyone was shocked by the last look, as if the murderer had passed through the screen and came behind them.

Shao Xing also let go of Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Tian opened his eyes, stared at the pitch-black screen, and didn't speak for a long time.