Super thriller live broadcast

Chapter 9 Death Simulation

"Thank you Tieling Biao for the reward, but having said that, I still want to hear Liu Banxian's opinion. After all, he is a professional." I took out my mobile phone and looked at the watch. It was less than twelve o'clock and the distance was short and fat. There will still be a period of time when grandma said not to go out in the early morning. "If it doesn't work, just run away and call the police..."

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "Today's young people are really willing to give up their lives just to make money. That's all. Since we are destined to meet each other, I will give you some pointers."

"Thank you half-immortal."

The popularity of the live broadcast room has increased to thirty-seven, and this number is still increasing.

"If the earth's Qi is strong, the house will be bright, and the occupants will be blessed by its Qi. If the earth's Qi is weak, the house will wither, and the occupants will have no vitality to nourish them, and they will naturally decay. Host, please open the window first. I want to take a look at the earth's Qi. .”

I did as I was told, opened the window and used my phone for lighting.

"The grass doesn't grow, the flowers don't bloom, and the trees have weird shapes. They are high on all sides and low in the middle. The aura is stagnant and the odor is accumulated. There is no way out!" Liu Banxian took a minute or two before posting his second barrage: "Hurry up, anchor. Close the window and look at the four corners of the bed room to see if there are grains of white rice or traces of red, white and yellow paper pasted on it."

I raised the camera and zoomed in. The corners of the room were clean and there were no spider webs. But when I focused on the double bed, I felt a little uneasy.

"White rice grains!" A few grains of white rice were scattered in an inconspicuous position on the inside of the bed leg. They were wet, as if they had been soaked in cold water.

Liu Banxian from Qingcheng Mountain: "In addition to paying tribute to ancestors, white rice can also be used to appease the souls of the dead. The layout of this house is very sinister. It is estimated that more than one or two people have died. Anchor, you can go find it. There must be evil talismans under the bed. Don't go near it. , if the number of talismans exceeds four, check out of the hotel immediately to save your life."

"Under the bed?" I lay on the ground again, grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand, held the camera with the other, and stretched my whole head under the bed.

"This..." The cold ground seemed to freeze my body, and my whole body was numb, as if there were worms running through my blood vessels. This was the first time I encountered the scene in front of me. This feeling of numb scalp, apart from being scary, I I can't think of another word to describe it.

The bed board, which is two meters long and one and a half meters wide, is densely covered with ghostly symbols with red characters on a yellow background!

Teletubbies died of murder: "I'll go, it'll make me trypophobic."

Police Officer Huang, Class 2, Grade 3: "Brother, call the police. I thought there was something wrong with this case from the beginning."

Don't criticize me, I'm very fragile: "Fuck, I'm scared to death..."

Feeling dizzy, I propped myself up on my elbows and sat on the ground: "Half Immortal, I didn't count, but I guess there are more than four..."

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "Brother, please wish for good luck. Most of the paper talismans are used to attract good luck, avoid evil, and attract wealth and a good home. But if I read it correctly, the talisman in your house should be used to suppress evil spirits. Now there is evil. If it is exposed, it is obvious that the talisman has lost its effectiveness, and you have already been in trouble when you entered this house."

"Half Immortal, you mean that I am doomed?"

"Master Dao, I want to help you, but I am unable to help you in Qingcheng."

He is handsome and lively, and he loves to be a good girl: "Are you two having a great time singing and playing together? I finally understand. Liu Banxian under Qingcheng Mountain is basically a request from the anchor. The lines are right, the script is also okay, and the scene props are I give it 90 points, it’s better than some domestic special effects with 50 cents.”

Teemo stewed mushrooms: "Are you acting? I'm twelve years old, don't lie to me."

So I married a black fan: "The black-hearted anchor shows off his acting skills and deceives ignorant friends into giving gifts!"

Master Tieling Biao: "Who are you calling ignorant? Believe it or not, I will cut you off?"

The fear in my heart was washed away by the barrage. I sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette. Suddenly, the talismans all over the bed flashed in my mind, and I quickly stood up and stood aside.

"Is this Anxin Hotel really haunted?" Even though I already had the answer in my mind, I still didn't want to believe it: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so just inferring it can't explain anything?"

The police academy course helped me develop good thinking habits. Before drawing a conclusion on anything, a complete chain of evidence must first be formed.

After smoking a cigarette, the live broadcast room became quiet. After the scene just now, the popularity has not decreased but increased. Now there are more than 60 people watching online at the same time.

"You may call me a liar or an actor, but today I will stay here for one night and die. I really don't believe it." Gritting my teeth and lying on the bed, I made my decision and felt relaxed. many.

Master Tieling Biao rewarded the super thriller live broadcast room with 99 coins: "Kang Liang, this sounds very interesting, reward!"

Liu Banxian from Qingcheng Mountain rewarded the super thriller live broadcast room with 99 coins: "Money is something external to the body. If you don't bring it with you when you are alive, you won't take it with you when you die. Why do you, anchor, bother?"

In fact, I am aware that I have a mission to perform in the underworld. If I break the contract rashly, I will probably offend that mysterious organization and end up disappearing from the world.

There is no way to escape, so we can only face the difficulties. "I have seen so many vicious, cunning, and dehumanizing criminals. Am I still afraid of an illusory ghost?"

"Today I will not only stay here for one night, but I will also take the initiative to encounter ghosts! If everything is false, then it will prove that the underworld show is just a group of living people dressed in ghost clothes, but actually have evil intentions!"

"Yes, this is a mission issued by them, but it is also my opportunity to expose their true colors!"

Thinking of this, fear was overcome by reason. I picked up the camera and pointed it at myself: "Dear water friends, I am actually as curious as you are. Are there ghosts in this world? Do supernatural phenomena exist? There are so many true and false urban legends. Which ones are man-made, and which ones hide hidden conspiracies? There are too many unknowns waiting for us to explore, and today is just the beginning of it all!"

"I will restore the death process of the tenant to the greatest extent and lead everyone to experience the suffocating death scene again! From now on, I will be the tenant who died mysteriously. I will act according to his thinking and strive to trigger the same death. The result - I witnessed something super scary, and then I was scared to death!"

The death simulation is performed on behalf of the victim himself. This melodrama-like approach is very helpful in solving the case, but the actual operation is actually extremely complicated and often requires detailed arrangements and the assistance of psychological experts.

At this time in the deserted village hotel, naturally everything was kept simple. Although I am not a psychology expert, I do know a little bit about the basic analysis of environmental psychological characteristics and criminal psychology.

Teemo Stewed Mushrooms: "The style changed, and suddenly I felt like the anchor was holding it in his mouth."

Senior sister fell in love with me: "What's going on with this sense of déjà vu..."

Police Officer Huang, Class 2, Grade 3: "I have long seen that the anchor is an industry insider. It's time to show off the real skills!"

"Death simulation is not something fancy. It's just a matter of correctly recreating the scene based on the victim's personality, the environment of the first death scene, the motive for committing the crime, and the criminal psychology." I turned the camera on myself: "This murder case I have noticed that the deceased is a male, a native of Jiangcheng, unemployed, and he owes a lot of debt due to his bad gambling habit. He has a home and cannot return, so he fled to the Anxin Hotel in the suburbs to avoid the creditor. "

"What's interesting is that he rented the Anxin Hotel for half a month, and no accidents happened during this period, but the accident happened on this day in the middle of the month. What happened on this day? Or, in other words, he did it What special move did you make that led to your own death?"

Picking up the camera, I walked around the house: "I spent half a month hiding in one place. The TV was broken, there was no entertainment, and I faced two old and terrifying faces every day..."

"And the time of death is late at night. What would a man who has just become bored to the extreme do? Could it be..."

I rummaged through the box and finally found something under my pillow: a brightly colored card.

Teemo Stewed Mushrooms: "Anchor, what did you find? Does that card contain a valuable message left by the deceased?!"

He is handsome and lively, and the girl loves him: "Haha, little Timo, it's not that we won't tell you, it's just that silence is better than sound at this time, everything is in silence."

Officer Huang, Class 2, Grade 3: "Please pay attention to your words and deeds upstairs. This topic is too heavy for a minor."

He is handsome and lively, and his sister loves him: "Sister Zhong! I see that you were also asked by the host to be a supporter. Your tone is so blunt. Be careful not to have lunch after the show!"

Teletubbies died of murder: "The water in this live broadcast room is so deep..."

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