Super thriller live broadcast

I turned on the camera, plugged in the mobile encoding stick, and took out the plum blossom brooch and wore it on my chest, ready to switch perspectives at any time.

"The barrage is connecting..."

"Image acquisition..."

"The data is stable. Do you want to start the live broadcast?"

"yes."

"Welcome Teletubbies to the live broadcast room, welcome Tieling Biaoye to the live broadcast room, welcome Jiang Fei to the live broadcast room..."

There will be a prompt when water friends enter the live broadcast room. When I saw the third name, I subconsciously turned the camera to one side.

"Jiang Fei? Do you have the same name?" My heart skipped a beat. After the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was rescued from Henshan Mental Hospital by me, she inexplicably had show software on her phone (see Chapter 203 for details). Later, She even came to see me specifically because of this matter. My guess at the time was that anyone who was involved in the live broadcast would have a certain probability of watching the live broadcast of the show afterwards. Jiang Fei was like this, and so was the bald taxi driver.

"She promised me never to touch this software again, why did she start watching it again now? Could it be that she had received the news of my death and re-entered the live broadcast room to verify the truth?" I guessed in my mind that since then, After the red rope of marriage was cut off, Jiang Fei's attitude towards me was very strange. I didn't know how to face it, so I could only hide as much as possible.

"If this is really the case, then I can't be exposed." Touching the mask of good and evil Shura on my face, I turned on the switch of the brooch camera to broadcast the live broadcast from a third perspective.

The barrage scrolled on the screen, and the popularity exceeded 5,000 in just a few minutes. The data continued to soar. The more people watched, the more points the show would give me. But equally, the more water friends there are and the good and the good are mixed, the more dangerous my situation will be.

This series of chain reactions is inevitable. All I can do is pretend.

Looking at the familiar IDs and the familiar barrage, I really wanted to say hello to them, but in order to prevent unnecessary trouble, I had to give up.

I pressed my fingers on the acupuncture points on my neck and said in a hoarse falsetto after making sure the camera couldn't capture me.

"Welcome everyone to the super thriller live broadcast room..."

The hoarse voice made friends in the water explode. I used the skills of ancient disguises to change my voice. My voice now is completely different from before, more like a vicissitudes of life in my thirties or forties.

I saw the doubts and inquiries in the barrage, but I couldn't explain them.

Holding my fist, I told myself in my heart that now is not the time to be exposed. They can be suspicious, but I can't admit it, otherwise it will become a joke to fake death and escape.

Super Thriller Live can have a successor, but there is only one "Gao Jian", and "he" has died in the Sanyin Sect in Jiangcheng.

I am now playing the role of successor, using a completely different live broadcast style to make the fans in the live broadcast room believe that "Gao Jian" may really disappear.

"It's still too weak, like a duckweed in the lake. It rises and falls with the waves. If you are not careful, you will be beaten to pieces by the heavy rain." This time I used a brooch to broadcast the live broadcast. The water friends couldn't see my face, at most they could only see it. Can see my arms and lower body. I am a very cautious person. Even if I wear two layers of masks, I am not willing to do things that are uncertain. After all, there are many capable people among water friends, so we must not be careless.

"When I am no longer afraid of the sect and can talk to the show on an equal footing, I will return to my previous style, but now is not the time." I read all the comments and friends' IDs very carefully, not wanting to miss any of them. , I didn’t see the names of Wan Daochang and Liu Banxian, which made me a little uneasy.

"Forget it, it's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself." I didn't interact with the water friends, and I was worried in my heart. This live broadcast involves the underworld show and another anchor. If the director and the others are not online, may it be intentional by the show? And for?

If this is the case, then I have to reevaluate the strength of the show.

I used a brooch camera to broadcast live. If I didn’t watch the barrage, I wouldn’t have to use my show phone at all. I stuffed it into my pocket, held the “little gift” the doctor gave me in one hand, and touched the wall with the other hand, slowly heading upstairs. Go.

It's already midnight, and even the tenants of the Red Building will not go out at this time. The real danger has arrived, and the truth I want to find may be hidden in the danger.

"There are eleven floors in the Red Building. Let's check it slowly." Hiding in the darkness, I silently recited the Miaozhen Heart Method to control my breathing and calm myself down.

Slowing down my pace, I arrived at the fifth floor quietly.

There were three rusty iron doors, the cracks of the doors were covered with dust, and there were some spots of red paint splashed under the rust, which looked like solidified blood beads.

"All the tenants' doors in the Red Mansion have this structure. There is an iron door on the outside and a wooden door painted with bright red paint on the inside. Do people here think that red can ward off evil spirits?" I stopped where I was. In fact, red is A very controversial color, as red as blood. The most ferocious ghosts in the world often wear red...

"I got the information from Zhu Li before. It seems that the higher the floor in the red building, the more dangerous it is, and the fewer tenants. If I were a show host, would I choose to live alone in a high-rise building to hide my identity?" I was thinking, There was a sudden sound in my ears.

"What's the sound?" My ears twitched, and I turned around slowly: "The sound seemed to come from this house."

I stared at the room on the fifth floor near the stairs and frowned: "Zhu Li said that no one lives on the fifth floor. How could there be sounds coming from the empty room?"

I put my ear against the iron door and listened carefully. The sound coming from the rental house was uncomfortable, like fingernails digging into the rough wall. It gave me goosebumps.

"Are rats gnawing? There are perverts like painters and doctors living in the building. The specimens in the black bags are really easy to attract rats and insects." The corridor was already eerie, coupled with the strange sounds in the rental house , it makes people shudder, even I, a person who has experienced more than ten live broadcasts, feel very uncomfortable.

"The iron door is locked. You can't get in without the key. If you kick the door, I'm afraid it will cause chaos." I recalled the monsters Zhu Li and Bai Ya'er said, and the two pictures Zhu Li showed me flashed through my mind. Pencil sketch, I couldn't help but look back. There was obviously nothing in the dark corridor, but it gave people an invisible sense of oppression, as if something was quietly approaching.

"I'd better leave as soon as possible. The Red Building is not small at all. I want to check all the tenants and find the show host. Time is very tight." I looked into the deep darkness and sighed. People are like this sometimes. They are afraid of unknown things, but they can't help but explore with curiosity. Only when the fear is unveiled, do they realize that everything is too late.

Turning around and going upstairs, I just took a few steps when something happened that made my scalp tingle.

The iron door that my ear was pressed against just now made a snapping sound, and then the door shaft slowly turned, making a creaking sound that was particularly scary in the dead corridor.

"Isn't there no one living in this house?!" I turned around stiffly and saw that the iron door near the stairs on the fifth floor was not open and motionless, but the wooden door painted with bright red paint inside was pulled open. Tiny seams!

"There's someone in the house!"

The snap spring bounced, and someone turned the lock from the inside. I immediately used my eyes to check, but unfortunately the other person was very cautious. The wooden door was not fully opened, and the lights in the room were not turned on. I couldn't see anything at all from just the slightest gap.

"What's going on? Zhu Li is lying to me? Rats and insects can't open the door. There must be someone hiding in this room! He may be hiding at the door and watching me now!" I remembered that I had just pressed against the iron door to listen to the sounds inside. , I started sweating on my forehead.

"We can't just let it go. If we can chat with the person in the room, maybe we can get something unexpected." I grabbed the black bag in my hand, stabilized my mood, and was about to speak, when the other two rooms on the fifth floor also started talking at the same time. There was a snapping sound.

The wooden door creaked. Three doors made such a sound at the same time. I immediately realized something was wrong.

"It's too neat and the time cards are too accurate. This doesn't seem like something the tenants in the building would do." I took a step back and suddenly remembered what Zhu Li once said - there are two categories of tenants in the building. One kind is human and the other is pig.

Although I was curious about what the so-called "pig" looked like, to be safe, I chose to leave and retreated to between the fifth and sixth floors.

The wooden door didn't stop ringing until I left the fifth floor.

"It seems that not all rooms can be entered, and the people living in some rooms may not be human beings." Among the three pieces of advice Zhu Li gave me, I was not allowed to knock on the doors of unoccupied rooms. : "What exactly does he mean by people and pigs? Does this pig have any special meaning?"

The Red Mansion was even weirder than I imagined. After twelve o'clock, some invisible changes happened here. I could feel it, but I couldn't tell it specifically.

Carrying the piece of severed hand given by the doctor, I came to the sixth floor. According to Zhu Li, there lived a "cute" boy on this floor.

"It is impossible for a child to survive alone in the Red Mansion, but Zhu Li said that he has never met the child's parents..." I looked at the three doors in front of me, and I didn't know which house the child lived in.

"Let's not search here for now. Even if we find a child, it will be difficult to provide me with useful clues. Besides, Zhu Li always looks weird when he mentions the boy on the sixth floor, so I have to be careful." I decided to go to the seventh floor first. Look, the moment he turned around and looked up, he looked up along the gap between the intersecting stairs and found a small black figure at the handrail on the eighth floor.

Half of its body was pressed against the handrail of the stairs, hiding in the darkness and very inconspicuous.

"It looks like a child. Could it be that he is a boy who lives on the sixth floor?" I was about to say hello to it, but I didn't expect it to shrink back and run away with a round thing in its arms.