Netherworld Investigator Chapter 754: The killed up master

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But how to find this junior is a difficult problem. I just visited Qianyansheng Dao's house today, and I don't want to contact him too often. Moreover, he himself is a public figure, so he should not easily admit to cheating.

Previously, the youngest member checked his computer when he hacked into his computer. His emails and QQ records were with the editor and publisher, so there is no doubt.

The only way to find it is through technical means. Huang Xiaotao called the bureau and said: "Go back and rest first. You will be whereabouts tomorrow morning. The police are more professional than his wife. ."

Sun Bingxin smiled and said: "Big Brother Song Yang is trembling."

I scolded: "No!"

Huang Xiaotao asked the technicians in the bureau to look up the numbers that had been contacted by Qianyan Shengdao one by one. The efficiency was very high. When we came to the bureau the next morning, a long list of telephones was sent to us, each number The simple information of the owner is listed in the back.

However, after a glance, there are no suspicious people among them. They are all editors of publishing houses that can be found on the Internet, or people in the writer’s circle, as well as the family of Qianyandao Dao. It can be seen that he usually The communication is very narrow.

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's worthy of being a writer, and all my friends are people in the circle."

Sun Bingxin asked: "Is it possible that Xiao San is an insider?"

I made a simple screening and checked out males and older people. There are three people of the opposite **** in their 30s to 40s, but all of them are not in the city and do not meet the characteristics of a junior third.

Huang Xiaotao said: "Broaden your thinking, maybe it's a man?"

So, we screened again and found four writers and editors living in Nanjiang City. Two of them were quite well-known. I looked at these four names and smiled bitterly: "We really want to ask them, you and Qianyan Does Sheng Dao have that kind of relationship? Will he be beaten?"

Huang Xiaotao bit her lip: "That said, I think we have taken a detour, he should not be a comrade."

Sun Bingxin suddenly said: "You are completely wrong! If a husband wants to have an affair, he usually prepares two mobile phones."

Sun Bingxin’s suggestion is very reliable, but we only found a registered SIM card under the name of Qianyanshengdao. It is not difficult to get a SIM card without a real name. You can do it on the e-commerce website. Bought.

Sun Bingxin said: "I'm not attacking you. From the current point of view, the Thousand Words Knife is completely leak-proof."

I sighed: "Anyway, our general direction remains the same. Continue to investigate a thousand words! This is indeed a hard bone."

I suddenly remembered that today is Wednesday. If what the nanny said is true, then Qianyandao Dao will go to the secret meeting tonight. I said to Huang Xiaotao: "Do you have any extra police force? Send two to watch Come on!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's the end of the year, everyone is busy, Wang Yuanchao is not free now. If you are just looking for a junior, I will hire a private investigator, it's not expensive anyway."

"Okay, just do it!" I nodded.

For the rest of the day, I have been reviewing previous cases to see if any clues were missing.

I was staying in the store that night. Huang Xiaotao sent a picture of a thousand words with a woman walking on the street. I was so excited, I thought I had found a clue, but when I took a closer look, this woman was not him. Wife?

Huang Xiaotao said: "Xiao San didn't find him. It seems that today is his wedding anniversary or something. The husband and wife are out together."

I sighed disappointedly and replied: "Stare first!"

There was no progress on the second and third day, and I was very conflicted. I hope that the murderer will stop here and stop hurting others; I also hope that he will do something so that he can show his feet.

On the fourth night, I was about to rest. Wang Dali on the upper bunk had been playing with his mobile phone. I asked: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Wang Dali said: "Weibo is exploded!"

"What's the matter?" I rubbed my eyes in a daze.

Wang Dali leaned down half of his body: "A well-known UP master has died. It seems to have been killed. Take a look!" He handed the phone over.

The screen on Weibo has almost been swiped, and news of the death of a UP owner named Xilige is being reproduced everywhere. He signed a video website. The video was updated every Friday, but it was delayed yesterday. .

So the website tried to contact him, but there was no whereabouts, so it reported to the police. Originally, the missing day would not be accepted, but the website couldn't stand the request of the website, so the police agreed to find him.

Looking around, the police found the body of Brother Sharp in a wasteland on the outskirts at about nine o'clock this evening. He was killed by smashing his skull with a club, and the police are currently working hard to detect it.

I think it should be an ordinary murder case. I didn't care too much. I was going to return the phone to Wang Dali. Wang Dali sighed and said: "It's a pity, I won't see his online novels in the future!"

"What?" I was surprised.

"Don't you usually watch videos? Online novels make a big complaint. Haven't you heard of such a popular show?" Wang Dali looked at the aliens.

I quickly searched on my mobile phone, and it turned out that there is this program, which is updated once a week. The sharp brother will complain about some popular online novels. Because of its sharp and funny attitude, it is welcomed by many young people.

In a list of programs, I saw such an issue, which was released last month: "It all depends on luck to solve the case, and the sharp brother complains about the murderer!"

I clicked on it, and Brother Xili greeted the camera and said, "Hello, everyone, we have met again. Recently, many friends have sent private messages to Brother Xili, saying why don’t you complain about the newly opened web post. The literary fire, many physical writers can't resist the temptation to come to the world of online essays to share a piece of pie, as we all know..."

In the ten-minute show, Brother Sharp summed up the book, added a lot of baggage and jokes, all kinds of sharp and humorous words, the whole process is high-tide, he also laughed at the suspenseful people in their forties with a thousand words Sheng Dao's attempt to write online is not guaranteed.

Although what he said is roughly the same, he sums up a one-million-word novel in extremely concise language. Even "Dream of Red Mansions" can't feel the goodness of it. Moreover, some plots are taken out of context. It's really thunderous... For example, if you simply take out the section of Daiyu's Burial Flower to someone who hasn't read "A Dream of Red Mansions", you might just feel very stupid and hypocritical.

Therefore, I have always been unfavorable with these 5 minutes watching a blockbuster program on the Internet. It is a fragmented experience, and I can't appreciate the excitement of the original work at all.

Wang Dali patted the bed and laughed: "I've seen this episode. It's so funny. How could there be such a thundering novel? I am ashamed to say that he is a mystery novel."

I asked: "Have you read the original?"

"Uh, no!" Wang Dali shook his head.

"Many parts of him are deliberately exaggerated, because the novel itself is art, not real, and it can even be said to be very well written." I explained.

"It's so strange, you also read online novels, maybe this is the effect of the program?"

"Program effects?" I was taken aback.

"Yes, if you don't make it like this, who loves to watch it! UP owners of course want to pursue the click-through rate, so the more exaggerated the more funny the better, who cares about authenticity, and it is not illegal to complain."

I returned my phone to Wang Dali and put on clothes numbly. Wang Dali asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Investigation, I won't be back tonight." I left a word.

"Fuck, don't I want to stay alone again?" Wang Dali shouted from behind.