Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 401: Candid photos
Chapter 401 Candid photos
A piece of news is shocking to me, but the replies below and the total number of viewers are not high. Compared with celebrity gossip, these things are indeed difficult to attract public attention.
In this era of making big news at every turn, the things related to ghosts and gods reported by Zhang Heng did not attract too much attention. Even if someone saw it occasionally, they would not take it seriously. Treat it like a ghost story.
"This reporter doesn't report the hottest and most lucrative materials. He walks the streets of the Shuangfo District every day, digging up some cults and Buddhas. Even if these things really exist, the relevant departments will not let him say To tell the truth, that's why I said he is a strange person." Li Jingyu got up and poured a glass of water, she blew away the impurities on the water surface, like an elegant Persian cat, and took a sip.
"He is indeed a different person, and I am getting more and more interested in your commission." I silently memorized the clues provided by Li Jingyu, "Most of his reports are throwing out an eye-catching The title, but the content inside is vague and has no substance. Do you think he is sensationalizing? Or does he really have a shocking top secret and dare not disclose it at will?"
"I'm not sure about this. There are specialties in surgery. You are a great detective, so you should do the analysis." Li Jingyu said with a smile. After getting my affirmative reply, she completely relaxed and looked at me softly. a bit.
When she has nothing and can't get any reward, I am willing to help her investigate. This is a kindness.
"I plan to act later, I need to collect this person's information first." Putting the phone aside, I took a pen and paper, and listed all the news related to the Shuangfo District that Zhang Heng had reported. Fifteen articles involved the three administrative districts of the new Shanghai Stock Exchange, and eleven of them took place in Shuangfo District.
At the end of a news article, a photo of him is attached. His eyes are like sheep's eyes with white around them; his head is pointed and his forehead is narrow;
Even if I don't know much about faces, the first thing I feel when I see this person is that this person has a fierce face. It doesn't mean that he has a cruel and fierce personality, but that his fate is difficult and dangerous.
"This guy looks like he's aging prematurely. I'm going to find him quickly. I'm afraid something will happen if I'm too late." I put down the pen and put the paper full of information in my pocket: "I'll find out as soon as possible. Evidence, I will wrong you during this period of time."
"Looking forward to hearing from you."
I came out of Li Jingyu's rented place at exactly ten o'clock in the morning. I didn't stop and took a taxi to Zhang Heng's residence.
Zhang Heng is also a foreigner. The place he rents is in Haixing District, but it is far away from the factory, so it is considered a good location in Xinhu.
The community is small, with three rows of family buildings, and the houses are quite old.
I didn't go upstairs to look directly, but first found the landlord, an old lady in her sixties.
I pretended to rent a house and followed the old man upstairs to have a look. When I passed by Zhang Heng's house, I paid special attention to it.
I chatted with the landlord without saying a word, and slowly came up with the information I wanted.
Zhang Heng does live here, but he doesn't come back most of the time. According to the landlord, Zhang Heng is a taciturn and weird person who doesn't fit in well with others.
One year during the Dragon Boat Festival, the old man made zongzi and delivered them to the tenants from door to door.
And just two days ago in the middle of the night, the landlord heard Zhang Heng yelling in his own room, as if he was crazy.
She was about to come to the door to reprimand, but she saw Zhang Heng hurried out of the community with something, and has not returned until now
The old man is very kind. Although Zhang Heng has a weird personality, I can still hear a trace of worry from the old lady.
After getting the information I wanted, I pulled away, lit a cigarette and wandered around Zhang Heng's residence.
"I left in the middle of the night two days ago and haven't returned yet. This time is worth pondering." I took out a piece of paper full of news reports: "Zhang Heng's last news-Lu Xing, the murderer of the Jiangcheng serial murder case It was two days ago that he appeared in the Shuangfo District, and that night was the time when the game of death started. What is the relationship between this? Could it be that Zhang Heng really found Lu Xing? Lu Xing was hiding in the Shuangfo District at this time ?”
I fell from the dam and stabbed me in the abdomen again. Luxing must not have fully recovered yet, and I have completed the tenth live broadcast, and I have three more ghosts to help, and my strength has skyrocketed. , is the best time to kill him.
"Before I go to the Shuangfo District, I must first find this reporter and ask for details, so as to be safe."
I waited until noon and still didn't see Zhang Heng. I wandered outside the community for a while, and decided not to waste any more time.
It is past one o'clock, the sun is in the sky, and there are few pedestrians, so I sneaked into the community.
I have almost figured out the details of the residents. I didn't encounter any accidents along the way, and I arrived at the door of Zhang Heng's house very easily.
"People can lie, but things can't." I took out the master key in my pocket, which originally belonged to Detective No. 3, and was secretly taken away by me after the death game was over.
It only took a few seconds for the single-layer anti-theft door to open. I moved quickly and entered the house without any hesitation.
"It happened for a reason, I hope you don't blame me." Putting a piece of paper on the door, I closed the door and covered my mouth and nose with my hands.
The room has not been cleaned for a long time, and there is a faint smell.
"One bedroom, one living room, separate bathroom, his little life is not bad." The TV in the living room was not unplugged, the monitor was flashing red, and half-eaten fast food and stinky food were thrown on the coffee table. A bottle of soda that I haven't had a few sips yet.
"These signs indicate that he left in a hurry. What happened?" I didn't touch anything in the house, I just stood at the door and glanced at it with my eyes. The pants were thrown on the sofa without cleaning up: "It's a standard single dead house."
I went inside and pushed open the bedroom door.
There is almost no place to set foot inside, except for a large bed, the remaining space is occupied by various tools and materials.
"Where do people go after death", "The Weight of the Soul", "Does Buddha Exist"..." Most of the books in the house are of this type. Look, all the books have been read carefully, and Zhang Heng's notes can be seen almost every few pages. This person's thirst for knowledge is terrifying.
After reading the book and putting it back in place, I squatted down and moved my steps carefully.
I am no stranger to these tools on the ground, tripods, video cameras, and telescopic cameras.
Very normal photography equipment, but all of them have been artificially modified, and the camera shell is replaced, which is more convenient and lightweight.
The non-retractable camera is covered with a homemade camera case, which looks like a man's wallet in the hand.
There is a tool box in the corner, which contains various types of lenses, data cables, maintenance tools, etc.
"This guy is very professional." In the eyes of a knowledgeable person, a chip, a lens, a data cable, and a housing can be assembled into the simplest candid device.
Thinking of this, I looked around and found a faint red light shining under the air conditioner.
"It's crazy enough to install a camera in your own home." I moved a chair to remove the camera, and found several modified photo-stealing equipment in the house, pens, belts, watches, etc. Those who didn't know probably thought this buddy was a spy lurking in Xinhu.
"Surveillance videos are uploaded to the cloud disk at the same time. If I want to leave without anyone noticing, I have to delete these videos." I turned on the only computer in the house, and I was startled as soon as I turned it on. The background of the computer desktop is a **** male corpse. Standing next to the corpse is a man wearing a peaked cap. He holds a sharp knife and stabs it from the back of the dead man's neck, sliding down, as if preparing to peel off the dead man's skin.
The whole scene was secretly photographed, and the man in the peaked cap had no idea that his committing the crime had been filmed.
"Is this the skinning case that Zhang Heng mentioned?" I looked at the man wearing a peaked cap in the background of the desktop, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar I became: "Isn't this Luxing?"