kvmb Chapter 107 I thank his eight generations of ancestors
Chapter 107 I thank his eight generations of ancestors
Yuan Luo looked at the strange scene on the big screen and clenched her hands in fear, digging her nails deeply into her palms to remind herself to stay calm.
In order to create a terrifying atmosphere, the lights in the audience stands were dim. Yuan Luo's expressionless face and the look of great restraint made Ellie, who was standing by, feel that Yuan Luo had the demeanor of a great general, who remained calm even when faced with a huge disaster. She was much better than those guys.
They just came to record a show, and when they went back they were desperate. This immersive script-killing experience is not easily experienced. Those people just don't understand the joy of script-killing.
The guests on the screen quickly started the second round of evidence collection. Because of the previous case analysis, the guests unlocked the NPC of the neighbor of the person involved and learned that the person involved actually had an ex-girlfriend, but she left with a suitcase more than a month ago and has not been seen since.
The guests then confirmed that another person had indeed lived in this house before, and that this person had left more than a month ago. So in this round of evidence collection, the guests began to focus on finding clues related to the person's ex-girlfriend.
However, there are indeed not many relevant clues. However, during the evidence collection process, detectives can interrogate the parties involved twice, so the guests who had no progress took the opportunity to question the parties involved.
"According to the neighbors, you had a girlfriend who left more than a month ago and has not appeared since. Why is that?"
"Why else? We had a fight and broke up. Isn't it normal for young people to break up and get back together?" The person involved was obviously not surprised that they asked this question.
"Then why did you quarrel? Did you break up right after the quarrel?"
"We have different values. He despised me for not having any ability, so he ran off with the rich second-generation guy who was pursuing her. You are not a detective, I am the victim, right? Why are you interrogating me?"
At this time, one of the detectives suddenly said, "Because she is dead and you are the biggest suspect, it is reasonable for us to interrogate you according to the rules."
The person involved was obviously flustered, and then denied it flatly: "I didn't kill her, you can't wrongly accuse me."
"It appears that you know she is dead, don't you?"
"I didn't. Didn't you say she was dead?"
"When most people hear that their ex-girlfriend is dead, their first reaction is either to ask if it's true or to wonder how it is possible. But you subconsciously refute that you killed her. You are really suspicious."
"Tell me, how did you and your ex-girlfriend meet?"
"We fell in love online. We added each other as friends and found we got along well, so we got together naturally. But after we started living together, we found we were not compatible, so she packed her bags and left."
"What's your ex-girlfriend's name and what job does she do?"
"My name is Lin Ke, a designer like me."
After the interrogation, several guests began a new round of evidence collection. Because the interrogation process just now was relatively normal and there were no scary special effects, Yuanluo's straight back finally relaxed a little.
But as the search for evidence continued, that eerie feeling came back, because they learned that the man and his ex-girlfriend met online, so they looked through his electronic devices again.
The information on the mobile phone was deleted cleanly, but when the laptop computer placed on the top of the cabinet was taken down and turned on, it automatically logged into a Penguin account.
This account does not belong to the person involved, but to his ex-girlfriend.
They opened the account and looked through the chat history. Suddenly, they received a message from an account with only an online name. The detectives opened it and saw a ghost face with blood coming out of all seven orifices. At this time, both the members of the detective agency and the audience in the studio screamed in fear.
Yuanluo felt her heart rise to her throat with fear, but in order not to embarrass herself in front of her subordinates, she remained calm.
But behind the horrific photos, a few messages popped up.
'You have claimed my work as your own, and you have taken my reputation for granted.'
'You lied to me and said you loved me, but in fact you only loved yourself. All you wanted was my talent.'
'You are jealous of my talent, but you cannot completely control me, so you decided to destroy me, and I will not let you go.'
The detective agency members found another notebook written by the notebook's owner:
'On August 8, he kept brainwashing me. I didn't believe him, so he locked me up and threatened to kill me if I dared to leave.'
'On September 9, he seized my work and won the grand prize in my name. He also lied to me that he cared about me so much that he registered my work for me and accidentally filled in the wrong name. It's ridiculous that he could come up with such a poor excuse.'
'On September 9, I said I wanted to break up with him, but he threatened me with a bunch of secretly filmed photos and videos, saying that if I dared to leave, he would ruin my reputation.'
'On November 11, the man stole my half-finished blueprint to discuss cooperation with someone. As a result, he was too stupid to see that it was a semi-finished product, so there were problems with the construction. He has been too busy these days to take care of me. I am going to run away.'
After reviewing this round of evidence collection information, the detective agency members began a new round of discussion.
"The information now proves that the person who reported the case is a complete scumbag. She appropriated her ex-girlfriend's work, gained fame and fortune, but has been controlling her ex-girlfriend all along."
"I actually have a question now. Is Lin Ke still alive? If Lin Ke is dead, who sent the scary text message? If Lin Ke is alive, why did he panic when I lied to him that his ex-girlfriend was dead?"
"There is another question. Was the message received today on that Penguin account intended to threaten Lin Ke or the person who reported the crime? It was obviously Lin Ke's account, but the horrific message didn't seem to be addressed to Lin Ke."
After the second round of analysis, there was an intermission. Ellie had been here before and was quite familiar with the place, so she took Yuanluo to the bathroom.
When they arrived at the corridor with bright lights, Ellie realized that Ms. Luo, who had always looked calm inside, now had a pale face. Although she tried her best to appear calm, her nerves were obviously tense.
Ai Li quickly asked the staff for a bottle of water for Yuan Luo, so that she could drink some water to calm down. She asked worriedly, "Boss Luo, are you okay? If not, I will talk to the production team. The shots should be almost finished. Let them edit it later. We will go back first."
Yuan Luo drank some water and leaned against the wall to relax for a while. Her complexion became better and she said, "It's okay. It's just too stuffy in here. I'm fine now."
"You really don't have to go back now?" Ellie was obviously still a little worried.
"Do Chen Feng and the others really have work arrangements today, or are they scared and dare not come?" Yuan Luo suddenly asked this question. Ai Li was caught off guard and her eyes were a little vague.
Well, that's good. Ellie said nothing, but it seemed like she said everything.
Yuan Luo stood up and walked to the bathroom, then suddenly said, "Tell Chen Feng for me that I thank his ancestors for eight generations."