Super thriller live broadcast

When we saw the words on Sakurako's homework book, Onishu Ayaka and I were stunned. I was surprised, and Onishu Ayaka was because it brought back some bad memories.

She hurriedly pulled me into the room, and then closed the door of the lounge, her face turned a little ugly.

"Madam boss, it's just a child's dream, don't make a fuss out of it." I didn't care, but what Onishu Ayaka said next attracted my attention.

"Three days before my husband died, Yingzi had a similar dream. She dreamed that my husband encountered a shipwreck and was buried in the sea."

"and after?"

"The time, place, and manner of death are all fulfilled."

Onishu Ayaka would not make such a joke on me. After hearing what she said, I felt flustered.

"Yingzi was very young at that time. After she woke up in the morning, she suddenly wanted to draw. The scene she painted was exactly the scene when her biological father was killed. I have never been able to forget that day. If I could have stopped it earlier, maybe many misfortunes would have happened. All can be avoided." Onishu Ayaka lit a lady's cigarette, opened her red lips slightly, and blew out a puff of smoke: "You should be more careful recently. Sakurako rarely has such prophetic dreams. How many days will you have in the future? It’s best to stay away from the reservoir, or simply stay away from the water.”

In fact, when Yingzi mentioned the reservoir, I thought of a location - the river dam. If nothing else happens, that will be the place where the eighth live broadcast will be held, which means that I will definitely appear next to the reservoir in three days.

"It can't be a coincidence, right?" I called Yingzi to me and asked in detail: "Girl, what did you dream about last night? Can you tell me in more detail?"

Yingzi picked up the pen and carefully sketched on the homework book. She drew very slowly, trying hard to restore everything in the dream.

There are three pictures in total. In the first picture, dragons and phoenixes fight in the sky, in the second picture, I fell from the dam with a person whose face I couldn't see clearly, and in the third picture, I sank to the bottom of the water alone.

Holding these three paintings, I stared at them for a long time.

Sakurako's painting was very simple, but it gave me a deep chill, because it was so real, as if something had already happened, but Sakurako painted it according to it.

"I wanted to inform you in the morning, but you are not in the store." Holding her hands together, Yingzi's voice was the same as usual. There was no sadness or joy in it, but I could feel her heartfelt worry.

This is how the father who once loved her most passed away. When the dream turns into reality, even though he has seen it in advance, he is still unable to change it. This is the most ruthless thing about God.

"You didn't go to class just to inform Gao Jian?" Onishu Ayaka put down the cigarette in her hand, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. She wanted to reach out and hold Yingzi in her arms, but Yingzi dodged her without leaving a trace. There is still a gap between the little girl and Onishu Ayaka as before.

"Thank you, Yingzi, I will be careful during this period." I originally wanted to ask for help, but I got an unexpected reward. Although I got bad news, I knew in advance that I could always make some precautions.

Yingzi took the homework book, tore off the three paintings on it and handed it to me: "Put it away and be sure not to go to the reservoir!"

With a small body, the words spoken are serious and powerful, making people unable to refuse and unable to bear to deceive.

I agreed with a smile and put away the three paintings, but my heart was already in turmoil.

If the live broadcast task of the underworld show is to go to the river dam late at night, if I don't go, the task will be judged as failed. Do I need to use points to exempt myself from the live broadcast?

I have plenty of points, so it doesn’t hurt to be exempted once: "It seems that when redeeming goods this time, I need to keep some spares. Sakurako’s dream must be taken seriously."

After thinking about it, I always feel that something is wrong, as if I have missed a crucial point.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. All I can do is be prepared to stop Lu Xing's conspiracy!" I looked at the mother and daughter in front of me, pursed my lips and said my original purpose: "Actually, I I came here today to seek your help. There will be a big chaos in Jiangcheng in three days. The number of enemies is unknown, so I want to unite you."

Neither mother nor son should be simple. Let’s not talk about the special nature of Yingzi herself. I have never seen through this ghost Ayaka. She traveled across the ocean and brought Yingzi to China, in the most prosperous place in Jiangcheng. Opening a bar, this prime location is envied by countless people every day, but I have never heard of anyone daring to cause trouble for Onishu Ayaka.

She is a Japanese woman who has just arrived, has no one to rely on, and has no connections. If she has no skills, she will definitely not be able to stand here.

And there is a special place that intensifies my doubts about her. There is a lifelike blue tailed fox tattoo on Onishu Ayaka's body.

Every time I see this tattoo, I think of the blood fox on my body. Apart from the color, the demeanor and appearance are very similar. Sometimes I even suspect that Onishu Ayaka herself was transformed into a fox fairy.

Her charm and temptation, her innate attraction to the opposite sex, have been integrated into every move and every smile. I was amazed by her when I first saw her. Her beauty is very aggressive. Sex, this is a very dangerous woman.

Holding a slender cigarette between her fingertips, Onishu Ayaka didn't agree directly, and I didn't know what she was weighing.

After a long time, she finished smoking a cigarette, and she looked at me: "I'm sorry, I can't help you, I won't take Yingzi to take risks."

Being rejected by Ayaka Onishi, I also expressed my understanding: "It's okay, then let me inform you that it's very chaotic outside these days, so don't go out after dark."

After saying this, I stopped staying and left the bar back to Tingtang Road.

Things were sorted out, but I didn't feel at all at ease. Instead, my thoughts were a little confused because of Yingzi's prophecy.

Entering the shop, the familiar Bai Qi was nowhere to be seen. It felt like something was missing and the room was empty.

"Where can you run to?"

After a busy day and night, I am now extremely sleepy. I can barely operate the Miaozhenxin Dharma, and I cannot calm down. The result of my practice is very poor.

After taking a cold shower, I put on dry clothes and started investigating the surrounding shops.

There are surveillance cameras installed around the shop, but the back alley is a blind spot for surveillance. The other party can sneak into the house silently, so he should not be careless enough to be exposed to surveillance.

Checking surveillance is a time-consuming task. I need to fast forward a little bit, pay full attention, not miss any details, and compare the surveillance videos throughout the night.

More than an hour passed, and I checked the surveillance cameras of several stores around the adult store, but found nothing.

In desperation, I had to expand the search area, walking along the streets to every intersection on Tingtang Road, and finally entered the intricate back alleys. It was not until evening that I made the discovery.

Most of the streets and back alleys are filled with bungalows that are about to be demolished. The roads are muddy and smelly garbage is piled on both sides.

Every time I walked around the corner, I would see white rice grains on the ground. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but over time I realized something was wrong. The white rice grains seemed to be deliberately guiding something.

Following the rice grains, I walked out of the alley before long.

"The other party should have entered from here." I looked at the surveillance cameras around me. They were either broken or blocked by others. These anomalies attracted my attention even more.

I sifted through the back alley again and finally found something in a trash heap that wasn't supposed to be there.

"Etorphine intramuscular injection." Etorphine is a powerful anesthetic, hundreds of times more powerful than ordinary morphine. Large doses of etorphine are usually used to anesthetize elephants.

"Why is there such a thing in the alley?" With doubts, I ran all over the back alleys, and finally found a normally functioning surveillance camera more than 200 meters away from the alley entrance.

After entering the store and explaining my intention to the store, the store owner was very cooperative and took the initiative to turn on the computer for me to watch.

I fast forward slowly, not missing any detail, and finally found the clues left by the thief. At about two o'clock in the morning last night, a van flashed across the screen.

The car was going very fast, so I paused the screen and took a closer look.

The man driving the van looked familiar. He had a bald head, and it was obvious from his open collar that he had a bright scorpion tattoo on his body.