[Zhongyingmei] After being mistaken for 108 times, I am with the master

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"Very good." Salander looked around the quiet live broadcast room, showing a satisfied expression, "It seems that there are no other questions that need to be answered."

He then kicked the suspect into the fireplace.

Naturally, it was impossible for the other party to wait obediently inside to be dusted. In fact, the moment it was kicked in, it was already trying to crawl out with all hands and feet.

Salander pulled a wood stick that was not fully lit from the fireplace, and then used the stick to knock back the suspect's outstretched claws.

In the end, the other party tried hard for a long time, not only failed to get himself out of the fireplace, but caused himself to be pushed into the center of the flame by wooden barrels.

Until this time, he finally felt the approach of death.

"and many more!"

The ferocious look on the suspect's face completely disappeared. It no longer tried to fight against Salander, but carefully wrapped its hands around the wooden bar, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"I regret it, I take back all my previous words! Please let me go! As long as you are willing to help me, I can do anything for you!"

It's hard to imagine that the suspect who was particularly arrogant before could look so well-behaved.

However, Salander's response to him was to mercilessly pull out the "straw" on which the other party depended for survival, and then stab the other party deeper and harder into the innermost part of the fireplace.

In the raging fire, the suspect's tall body was melted away little by little, until only the hardest skull remained.Even with his last breath left, he was still poking his head out desperately.

The skull's mouth opened and closed with difficulty, almost a maniacal laugh.By now, he didn't care about anything anymore——

"Ha, you rejected me, you actually rejected me! It's disgusting, you Green are always hypocritically showing your 'integrity' side, even though we do similar things!"

"You will be punished, you will!"

After a while, the hoarse roar that seemed to pull people into hell dissipated little by little along with the melting of the skull, leaving only half of the broken bone that popped out of the flames.

"Retribution? Probably."

Salander snorted, took out a wallet from his pocket, and picked a gap to insert the broken bone in. "But now, I am the one who demands retribution from you."

The angle of the young anchor holding the wallet is very ingenious. The audience in the live broadcast room can only roughly see the bulging shape of the thing, but they cannot see what is hidden inside.

But most of them don't care about it, it's just an ordinary wallet. Compared with this, they prefer to let Salander take a few close-ups of the fireplace to determine whether the suspect has really died in the flames.

Amidst the sound of urging, a barrage with a clear focus slowly appeared in the center of the screen.

[There seems to be something by the fireplace. 】

"It was a button on the suspect's body, and it was probably stuck in a gap in the floor when the other person was struggling."

Salander followed the other person's words and looked forward word by word, with a somewhat careless tone in his tone.Until, he saw the other party's id at the forefront - [staring].

Good guy, the audience who only typed three words all night finally spoke without any interference.

"Why, is this button special?" Salander licked his lips and deliberately dragged out his voice, "Special enough to attract people to stare at the little cutie?"

He deliberately ended with a question to induce the other party to continue talking.It's a pity that this still can't shake [Staring]'s hand that doesn't like typing.

"If not, let's discuss it."

Staring at the other person's dark headshot from the air, the young anchor smiled and spoke with a disguised atmosphere in his tone——

"As for me, I prefer to watch people type. If you can post a few more barrages, I'll take a close-up of that button. This is a special treatment, and it's considered a reward for your fans."

As if to increase the convincing force of the words, Salander turned his head to the button that had received too much attention.Because the eyebrows and eyes were bent, the cold light reflected into his eyes was compressed into a thin line.This makes the smile not only not warm, but also chilling down the back.

Back to the original topic, is there anything special about this button?The answer is of course no.Salander believes that he is not the only one who sees this, but also the audience on the other side of the screen and... [staring].

The reason why the other party did this series of things was not because they really wanted to study the button, but because they wanted to use the button as a factor to force themselves to do certain things.Like... bending over to pick up a button.

As mentioned earlier, the presence of buttons is insignificant, what is important is the "bending" action.

Combining the height of the button and Salander's height, if he bends down, the wallet in his hand will naturally tilt towards the audience. At that time, the inside of the wallet will no longer be a secret.

This is not because Salander has persecution paranoia, all the problems are due to [staring].

This little fan has been silent all the time, which can be regarded as "keeping his own place" in all aspects, but Salander just has a faint sense of uneasiness.

Also, everyone is a stranger on the Internet.Even if [staring] turned on the video recorder and various precision machines while watching the broadcast, and rewinded the tape frame by frame afterward, just to uncover his identity as the richest man pretending to be, Salander has nothing to stop the other party means.

But that doesn't mean he won't fight back.

Just the day before yesterday, he intercepted a small piece of data that hacked into the background of his live broadcast.The person who manipulated that piece of data was clever and cautious, and he was able to quickly erase the traces of his infiltration while attacking rapidly.

Salander didn't know how many times this piece of data had repeatedly tested the perimeter of the firewall he designed, but that time, it successfully entered the interior and was hit right by himself.

After catching this tell, Salander naturally launched a series of reverse tracking.It's a pity that the effect was not great. After some operations, he only obtained a little information from the other party.And this information is a little bit related to [staring].

Yes, only a little bit.

Therefore, Salander cannot be 100% sure that [staring] is the bastard who tried to invade his personal privacy.It is precisely because of this that he did not show any abnormality towards this unique fan in the live broadcast room.

But now, sorry, in his heart

The anger that has been accumulating in the heart can no longer be suppressed.

Even so, Salander was still smiling on the surface.He even "understands" a few words [staring] which still didn't respond.

"If you really don't know what to say, I can provide you with material templates."

At the moment those templates were displayed, the entire live broadcast room was silent for a few seconds.After a short period of silence, what erupted was the voice of the audience who had nothing to do with themselves but gloated——

[Quick, quick, speak out! 】

[One sentence can achieve the goal, rounding up is equivalent to giving it for nothing, brother hurry up! 】

[gkd, gkd, after passing this village, there will be no such shop! 】

The smile on Salander's lips gradually widened after receiving enthusiastic support, "Would you like to accept my proposal?"

The tails of his eyes were raised, and his peacock-blue eyes were staring at the opponent's profile picture without blinking, as if he wanted to see the fans' eyes on the other side through the screen.

【Staring】Will you accept his proposal?Based on the previous reaction of the other party, the possibility is very small.

This recognition undoubtedly increased Salander's arrogance.Since the other party was destined not to respond, why did he let go of this "good opportunity"?

"Hey, you should give me a response!" Salander shrugged. "Are you going to accept it or not? If you don't accept it, I'm going to call it a day."

After all, he pretended to glance at the time on his phone, feeling extremely distressed, "Look, it's almost two o'clock in the morning."

"In order to save each other's time, I can only give you a few more seconds to think about it."

The self-contained countdown sounded in the live broadcast room, clear and slow, which seemed to leave enough room for people.However, the nasty mouth corners of the middle-aged and middle-aged people on the screen indicate that everything is not that simple.

Sure enough, the more he counted to the end, the faster the opponent counted down, and once he even jumped several numbers in a row.

At the moment when the number symbolizing the end was revealed from the anchor's mouth, the man squinted his eyes and entered the predetermined string of characters——

[Staring: The anchor is the most handsome, I love you forever. 】