Super thriller live broadcast

"Someone in the orphanage wants to kill you? You were just a child at the time. Why did the other person want to kill you? What's the reason?" Truman blinked, a trace of surprise appeared on his originally calm face, and he asked several questions in succession.

Ye Bing sat on the bed, showing a rather nostalgic look, stroking the quilt on the bed: "We have been to the dean's office before, and you have seen that there were two vicious cases in Tiantangkou, and the police have not caught the murderer so far. , this case remains unsolved to this day.”

"What do you mean?" Truman had already anticipated what Ye Bing would say next: "Do you know who the murderer is?"

"That's right, I saw his murder process. This is why I have to escape from Tiantangkou. If I don't leave, I will be the next one to die." Ye Bing said with certainty, as if that's what she said. fact.

Truman was deep in thought, but outside the door, my heart was stirred up. What Ye Bing said was completely different from what I saw in the dream of the hunchback boy.

"Who is lying?" If I had not experienced the dream of the hunchback boy, then I would definitely not have doubts about what Ye Bing said, but just now I witnessed everything as a bystander, and I also knew the relationship between Ye Bing and the hunchback boy. Relationship: "Why did Ye Bing say that? Aren't she and the hunchback boy friends?"

I stood outside the door wearing a mask and continued to eavesdrop.

"The orphanage is built in a remote suburb, isolated from the world. Only from the highest place can you see the city. This place is called paradise, but it is actually more like a prison." Ye Bing's eyes became blurred, as if he was thinking about the past. : "Some people try their best to come in and get shelter, while others are eager to escape from here, and even want to completely destroy this place."

The seemingly irrelevant words successfully attracted Truman’s and mine’s attention.

Ye Bing raised his head, his eyes far away, as if he was reminiscing: "The murderer who killed his classmates and teachers was such a person. In his heart, the orphanage was not a paradise, but a hell. Here he endured bullying and abuse that ordinary people could not imagine. Insulted. In the end, he chose to use an extreme method to resist."

"To be able to kill a teacher, physically speaking, the murderer must be an adult. How could you be related to him?" Truman grasped the key to the problem. When Ye Bing first arrived at the orphanage, all the teachers he came into contact with were like this. There are just a few, and it’s impossible for the police not to find the murderer.

"It's not an adult. The murderer is a child named Chen Jiuge, who is as old as me." Ye Bing retracted his gaze and looked at Truman: "I know this is difficult for you to understand, but that's the fact. That child is very strange. , he has no friends, is hated by everyone, and probably suffers from mental illness. Some people once saw him killing a bird raised in the courtyard, and others once saw him dismembering mice and frogs in the backyard. He was very unsociable and unsocial. He likes to communicate with people and always holds a huge smelly stuffed toy..."

One by one, unpleasant words came out of Ye Bing's mouth. Truman inside the room was listening carefully, but outside the room, it was difficult for me to remain calm.

"This is the image of the hunchback boy in Ye Bing's mind? Impossible? Ye Bing has no reason to forget those things that happened in her childhood. When she was taken away by Teacher Hu, it was the hunchback boy who stepped forward to save her. According to Ye Bing's Personality, she will never forget this kindness." People will change, but Ye Bing's personality has also changed a little too much. I frowned and looked at the familiar face: "This is the Ye Bing I know. Ice?"

The conversation in the room was still going on, but I didn't listen anymore. There must be a demon when something goes wrong. Only one of what Ye Bing said and what I met in the dream of the hunchbacked boy was true.

"Who to believe?"

The hunchback boy pulled me into his dream and put me through everything in advance for a reason. It was definitely not just to make me believe him. He probably wanted to give me a tactful reminder in this way.

"The little boy's short life was a tragedy, but I felt something from him that was hotter than hope and deeper than despair. This extremely pure feeling may be his love for Ye Bing." I For the moment, I can only think of the word love. Let’s not talk about the cause of this kind of love and whether it is deformed. Just from the things the hunchback boy did for Ye Bing, we can see that he cherishes Ye Bing as a friend very much. Faced with Teacher Hu, The deputy dean, and even everyone else, he stood with Ye Bing without hesitation and paid silently.

In fact, sometimes I even feel that the hunchback boy himself is like Ye Bing's stuffed bear, without his own emotions, just to stay with the girl.

"How could such a person have murderous intention towards Ye Bing?" I made a decision in my heart, and the eyes I looked at Ye Bing in the room became no longer friendly.

"There is probably a huge crisis hidden in Ye Bing's dream. It is precisely because of the existence of this crisis that the hunchbacked boy dare not show up easily, and the biggest crisis in the middle dream is nothing more than a nightmare." I have never seen a nightmare, but this It does not affect my guess: "The method Truman used to enter Ye Bing's dream was different from mine. He neither had the Tongqi Talisman nor the large number of props I had, but he had already said more than one sentence in Ye Bing's dream. If so, the fluctuations caused by outsiders in the dream world are likely to attract nightmares."

Thinking of this, I looked inside the cabin. If there really is a nightmare in this dream, then the most likely place for the nightmare to appear at this time is around Truman!

I glanced at Ye Bing in the room, and a chill ran down my spine. If I hadn't been pulled into a dream by the hunchback boy before, I'm afraid I would never have doubts about "Ye Bing's" identity now, and I would unconditionally trust what "Ye Bing" said. Everything, and then under her command, step by step towards the abyss.

"Fortunately!"

I was not in a hurry to stand up. The conversation between "Ye Bing" and Truman in the room had come to an end. Under the deliberate guidance of "Ye Bing", the two of them figured out a way to escape from the dream - to find the real murderer and find the real murderer in the dream. Killing it in the process may solve the knot that "Ye Bing" has had for many years and escape from the dream.

After the two discussed it, Truman left the rehabilitation area under the leadership of "Ye Bing" and searched for clues left by the hunchback boy in the orphanage.

"What is she planning?" I knew very well that the hunchback boy could not leave any clues to the murder, because he was not the murderer at all. It was a stuffed bear that killed those people, another evil soul.

After leaving the recovery area, the sky in the dreamland seemed to become darker. A mist seemed to rise between the sky and the earth, and the visibility was only a dozen meters away.

Truman and "Ye Bing" pushed open the iron door and walked towards the dormitory building. On the way, Ye Bing told Truman about the first murder case that occurred in the orphanage that year - the case of hiding a corpse in the toilet.

The version told by "Ye Bing" is completely different from what I saw. She didn't even know the name of the deceased child, she only knew the location of the crime and the identity of the deceased as Chen Jiuge's roommate.

Truman had not doubted Ye Bing until now. The two went to the toilet on the second floor of the accommodation area. This place had been closed due to the death of a person and was prohibited from use. The door was locked.

"This is it, should we go in and take a look."

"I definitely have to watch it, but I'm not very good at solving crimes and mysteries. It would be nice if that person was here." Truman muttered a few words. I knew that the person he was talking about was me. He had watched my live broadcast. , knowing that I have extensive experience in this area.

"Which person? Apart from you, is there anyone else who entered Ye Bing's dream? Why didn't I notice it?" "Ye Bing" said in a normal tone, but when Truman heard it, he stopped and turned his head to look at "Ye Bing" "One glance.

"There's something on my face? What do you want me to do?"

"No, it's just a little strange." Truman put his hands in his pockets: "You just said, 'There are other people entering Ye Bing's dream besides you,' but isn't Ye Bing you? A normal person's sentence structure should be ' The person who entered my dream', instead of using Ye Bing as the subject here."

"Honestly, I didn't even know I was in a dream before I met you. You named this place Ye Bing's dream, so I just said it casually." Ye Bing's explanation was a bit far-fetched, "I have been fully cooperating. You, I will answer whatever you ask, you suddenly showed up to find me, and I haven’t doubted you yet, which is good, because you doubted me first.”