[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

"Take care, we want to take care of it too!" Seeing the commotion in Mo Xian's live broadcast room getting louder and louder, the live broadcast platform administrator Guan San couldn't sit still, he took out the last cigarette from the almost empty cigarette case and lit it , shook off a little ashtray into the ashtray full of cigarette butts, held it in his mouth, rubbed his red eyes from looking at the screen, and fluttered his hands on the keyboard, because there were too many protesters, the three permanent managers in the live broadcast room The staff were too busy, and it was still not enough to deploy several staff members to join in. Guan San finally went to the battle in person, but one person was no match for four hands. More and more people were incited, and the contents of the barrage and public screen became more and more extreme. He even saw several "see you offline" bullet screens and public screen comments, "See you, see your sister."

Like him, there are post bar owners, penguin group administrators, Tianya moderators, etc. who are also controlling speech. Now at nine o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the nightlife has just started. Although the three eyesight estimates that this kind of riot will last for four or five years For an hour, I suddenly felt that there was nothing to love about life. Although I received a call saying that the police force would send someone to help, but there is a specialization in the art field, and they are not professional in this field, so it is a question mark how much they can do.

Even Lu Fanxuan, who is a forensic doctor, received a text message asking to help the live broadcast platform, not to mention Ye Yu, who was extorted by hackers, and the two happened to gather at Lu Fanxuan's house for dinner. , one person and one computer started to delete comments and block ids. Guan San still has two brushes. He wrote a simple small program to automatically delete all bullet screens with swear words and block ips. A lot of people were injured by mistake, but it's just that emergency situations can't take care of so many people.

"It can't go on like this." Seeing that Mo Xian was waiting for the police, several people walked towards the building where the deceased jumped off. Ye Yushi leaned back in his chair, complained a little, and counted his fingers, "What do the masses want? Close Live broadcast room! But, Mo Xian is determined not to, and we can’t shut it down from the outside, so the question arises, can we tell the masses that we can’t shut it down? They absolutely don’t believe it, how can there be a country that can’t shut it down? If someone believes in the live broadcast room, they will want to ask why it can’t be closed, and then the live broadcast room will be exposed, attracting more people to come, and the scope of exposure will be larger.” After counting up to here, he sighed, “what’s the matter? What is the solution?"

"What can I do?" Staff Officer Chen also asked himself this question. He repeatedly asked psychologists and counselors to confirm that the last time the broadcaster said that the live broadcast room could not be closed was a firm statement—this was a beautiful misunderstanding. Mo Xian's eight hours of live broadcast today is enough. The reason why she still has the live broadcast is because of the audience's potential help to the case. For example, if she really wants to turn off Ye Yushi's face recognition system, she can still ——I don’t have any hope for Mo Xian’s voluntary closure of the live broadcast room, and now when solving the case is the most important time to watch, how can the importance of outside public opinion compare to the data collection and identity verification of #柯南#?Once it is confirmed that Conan's world really exists, it is very likely to subvert the astronomy, physics, biology, computer science and even theology of modern society. Compared with the ups and downs of the outside world, Mo Xian's insistence on live broadcast is of course more important.

First, discuss with the broadcaster that there should be no corpses, and then create some hot news to divert public opinion. Although the negotiation between several major countries has finally made a breakthrough after the broadcaster started the live broadcast again, after all, it is not yet time to sign. Public opinion is still necessary.

"Don't have a corpse appear?" Mo Xian, who followed the police into the elevator room on the floor where the deceased jumped off, vibrated his mobile phone, and received a private message from the relevant department. At first, he frowned suspiciously. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, and called in his mind. , "System system, come out for me, don't hide inside and make no noise, I know you are here! Tell me! Did you deliberately photograph the corpse!"

Mo Xian is still wondering, the last time she encountered the train jumping case, she specifically told the system to avoid the dead body, the last time the shooting on the bus was too sudden and she didn’t notice it, the last time Eric was shot was the same Because the police were present, Mo Xian ignored it again. This time, she committed a murder in the bathroom in the morning, and committed suicide in the bathroom at noon. Both times, the dead bodies entered the country. In addition to the private messages sent by the relevant departments of the audience, what else did she not understand!

"I'm here to help you spread your influence," the electronic voice of the system was a little weaker than before, and she said timidly in her mind like an innocent little boy, "You also know that more audiences can have more impact." Reward more."

"Isn't my reward enough for me to time travel?" Mo Xian rolled his eyes in his heart.

The tone of the system became a little anxious, "But, the more times you traverse, the more rewards you need, and, besides, I really want to upgrade."

"Okay," the system has been with her for 18 years. Compared with the melon-eating audience who just met for a few weeks and still separated by a screen, the system that will not harm her despite some small thoughts is naturally closer, She complained in her mind in a bad voice, "Tell me in advance if you do this kind of thing in the future, and don't do it again next time."

With a "ding" in his ear, Mo Xian followed the policeman out of the elevator to the designated floor. There was a row of room doors in the corridor. Kogoro Mori asked suspiciously, "Officer Megure, are you sure the deceased lives here?"

Officer Mumu took out a small notebook from his pocket and confirmed, "That's right, the deceased Daqiao Zhouping lived on the eighth floor. Judging from the direction of the house, it is a certain room in the opposite row."

While talking, there was another "ding" sound from the elevator next to it. A woman with her hair in a bun and several police officers walked out of the elevator. They were stunned when they saw Officer Mu Mu and they stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?" Police officer, I am the landlord here, who are you looking for?"

landlord?So this row of rooms is a rental apartment?

Police officer Mu Mu told the landlord Zhou Ping Daqiao's name. After thinking for a while, the landlord suddenly realized, "Mr. Daqiao, he lives in 808. He is the one who jumped to his death downstairs? Poor," she sighed as she led the police to the In front of Daqiao Zhouping’s door, it was an ordinary wooden door with the 808 sign on it.

Police officer Mumu put on his gloves, held the doorknob and turned it, but he could not open the door. Seeing this, the landlord took out a bunch of keys from his bag, carefully picked out a key, took it off the keychain and handed it to the police officer, " Here's the key to his room."

Kogoro Mori asked with his wet coat in his hand, "You have the key to his room? Is it possible that someone stole it and made one?"

"Each tenant has a room key, and I have a spare key with me. As for whether they will be assigned in private, I don't know," the landlord said, shaking his head.

Officer Mumu took the key, inserted it into the door lock and turned it around, and successfully opened the door. In front of him was a room with only room for one bed. There was a narrower bathroom in the corner. Opposite the bathroom was a balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows. There was a key next to the messy quilt on the big bed. Police officer Mu Mu picked it up and saw that it was exactly the same as the key to open the door in his hand. If no one else had assigned the key, this should be a——

"A murder case in a secret room," Mori Kogoro said his judgment loudly, "One key is in the hands of the landlord who just came back from the house, and the other is in the room. Landlord, where were you at eight o'clock in the evening?"

The landlord was taken aback and waved his hands again and again, "I didn't kill anyone. I was playing mahjong in the mahjong parlor not far downstairs at eight o'clock. I only came out when I heard someone said that someone was dead. I saw that it was from the place where my house was. He jumped from the building, so hurry back and check the situation. The mahjong parlor is under surveillance, so go check it out.”

Police Officer Megure told a policeman to check the landlord's alibi, while Conan looked at the wet drag marks from the bathroom to the balcony beside the bed, and sneaked into the bathroom while everyone was not paying attention, although Mo Xian I really want to go in and see the situation, but she is not as tall as Conan, if she goes in rashly, she will definitely be seen and driven out by the police officer and Maori, so she has to wait for them to check quietly after all the investigations are completed, only then the police will let her see glance.

"The scene is very chaotic," Police Officer Mu Mu looked around and sighed, "It can be seen that there was a fierce fight, even the bed and bedside table were knocked out, the lamp on the cabinet fell off, and the light bulb was broken, Mr. Ohashi He is a young man, and the only ones who can fight him are men."

"There are also women who have learned karate," Xiaolan reminded in a crisp voice from behind, "Mr. Ohashi is a man, but his body is very thin and his lower body is unstable. Women who have practiced karate and judo can ignore the difference in strength between men and women. , for example, I can stun him."

However, Mo Xian leaned against the wall and fell into deep thought. When he checked the corpse, he did not find any defensive scars on his face, body and arms. Generally, when fighting with people, there will be more or less scars on his arms. After death, the scars will disappear. The skin surfaced, could it be that Mr. Ohashi died not long enough for the scars to come out?It's too bad, she is not a forensic doctor, so she can't judge at all.

As for Lu Fanxuan, one of the forensic doctors outside the live broadcast room, even if Mo Xian entered the corpse into the live broadcast room, he didn't have time to help identify it - so many IPs and accounts have to be blocked.

"Boy! Why are you here!" Police Officer Megure and Mouri entered the bathroom, and immediately found Conan squatting on the ground. Mouri grabbed Conan by the collar and threw him out, closing the bathroom door with a bang.

Mo Xian and Xiaolan hurried over to check on Conan's situation, Conan shook his hand and said it was all right, and when Xiaolan was not paying attention, he quietly told Mo Xian, "When I went in, the faucet of the sink was still on, and the water was overflowing. The washbasin has flowed to the ground, and the bathtub is very dry, with no trace of water being let in. I think the murderer pushed the deceased into the sink and drowned."

"How big is the sink?" Mo Xian looked at the bathroom door, imagining the size of the sink.

"It's not that big, but it's enough for Brother Daqiao to stick his face in." After hearing Mo Xian's words, Conan also pondered, "It's not right to say that."