Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 323: Call for help

Chapter 323 Call for help

"Red and white, this kind of color scheme is hard to find on the market, may you be mistaken?" I asked casually, wanting to get more information.

"Absolutely impossible. I was very nervous at the time. She acted so strangely. I was all focused on her except driving. How could I remember wrong?"

The young driver vowed, but I thought of a deeper level: "Is it possible that it is a long white dress, and the red on it is blood?"

As soon as the words came out, the driver's expression turned very bad, and his tone was a little uncertain: "It should not be possible, the blood can't be spread so evenly on the clothes."

"Tell me about the style of that dress in detail, and I'll analyze it for you." Taking a puff of cigarette, I tried to find clues about the live broadcast from the driver's words.

He organized his language, and recalled: "The white dress is the bottom layer, and there are circles of uniform red lines on it, which don't look like blood splashes, but rather like patterns sketched by children. Besides, what if How could I let her get into the car with blood stains on her body?"

"A circle of red lines? Does this have any meaning?" I was contemplating, and was about to ask the driver more, when a faint light shone from the pocket of my trousers.

The light is not too conspicuous, if I hadn't lowered my head and thought, I wouldn't have seen it: "Is someone calling me?"

I went to get the phone in my pocket, but when I stretched my hand halfway, it stopped suddenly.

"No! This is the cell phone from the Underworld Show!" With my hand resting on the top of my pocket, I hesitated for a while before taking out the large-screen cell phone.

The pale cold light shone on the inside of the car, and the screen did show that someone had dialed the call, but there was no caller ID. I didn't know who it was, and I could only see two options above—answer or hang up.

"It shouldn't be. There has never been such a thing in the first eight live broadcasts. The mobile phone of the underworld show will only receive a call at 8 o'clock in the evening on the day when the live broadcast started. It is almost nine o'clock now. Who is it?" According to my previous experience, all the people who can get through to the underworld show are deceased people: "Could it be a mistake?"

I showed a wry smile, and I didn't dare to connect rashly. A live broadcast task has already made me want to die. If there is another one...

The rich facial expressions on my side caught the attention of the young taxi driver. He had just experienced what happened yesterday, and he was feeling guilty, but he met me again, and his destination was still very close.

He looked at the heavy black suitcase at my feet, opened his eyes suddenly, and found traces of blood remaining at the bottom of the suitcase.

The leather suitcase followed me eight live broadcasts. I don’t know when these blood stains got on them. A wild guess by a brother driver.

"Should I answer this call?" The faint cold light on the screen seemed to lower the temperature in the taxi a bit: "It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

I picked up the phone and connected the call: "Hello?"

"The call for help is connected. Both parties must not disclose any personal information, must not meet under the condition of confirming their identities, and must not make any agreement in private that violates the existence of the underworld show! There is a time limit of one minute, promise to help, and reward five points, now The countdown begins..." As soon as the call was connected, the first thing that came out was a cold synthetic voice without any emotion.

"Help call? This is the help call function of the underworld show? Use ten points in exchange for a chance to talk for one minute? This person actually asked me for help? Wait! Are there other underworlds besides me? Does the show host exist?!" I suppressed my doubts, kept a calm attitude, and didn't speak, waiting for the other party to speak.

After a pause for a second, a specially processed voice came from the microphone, which could be recognized as a false voice: "I am now in the underground morgue of Jiangcheng Central Hospital, and a fox is stealing the corpse of a child. Not its opponent, this fox should have become a fox fairy, with treasures all over his body, if you come to help me, the treasures we get can be shared equally between you and me."

"The fox is stealing the corpse of the child? Why does this description sound like Taoist Xianqing lost the corpse of the fox fairy?" I thought in my heart, if it is really the corpse of the fox fairy, it will not come to trouble me. Just burn high incense, how could it be foolish to run over and throw himself into the trap.

I was about to refuse, but I thought about it again, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, someone contacted me, I have the opportunity to communicate with other show anchors, I can't give up, besides, there are five reward points, worth Already caught up with an optional mission.

After careful consideration, I opened my mouth and said, "How can I help you?"

Hearing what I said, the other party was obviously relieved: "Take your magic weapon and rush to the underground mortuary of Jiangcheng Central Hospital. Make a good relationship."

"Run to the hospital mortuary to help you? I have another mission now, so I'm sorry." There was not much sincerity in the other party's words. Although it was a false voice, I could also hear that his voice was weak and deliberately lowered. Obviously the seeker has been driven into a desperate situation. I have personally seen the ability of the corpse of the fox fairy. Taoist Xianqing is two or three realms higher than me. I can't do anything even if I invite the patriarch. I go to seek death.

"Where are you now? I can go to you." A minute will soon pass, and the helper speeds up his speech.

"Now you know you're in a hurry? If you want me to help you, show some sincerity, kill the fox, and share the baby with you. Your words are almost a lie." I was about to hang up after finishing speaking Phone, my live broadcast is about to start, and I still have time to take care of others at this time.

The caller offered some conditions, some of which I hadn't even heard of. I couldn't make up my mind, and when I started to waver, the phone was cut off suddenly. .

"The one-minute call time is over, do you choose to help the caller?" There was an extra text message in the mailbox of the mobile phone. After thinking twice, I chose to refuse.

Exploring the truth is not a matter of time, and it is obviously not worth putting yourself in danger for five points: "In the future, I will have a lot of opportunities to find out the truth, take my time, there is no rush."

Taking back the mobile phone of the underworld show, I looked ahead and found that the young driver's complexion suddenly became very bad. I asked him the reason, but he refused to tell me more. The accelerator was pressed to the bottom, and the car drove very fast.

"There is blood under the black box, and the phone is from the hospital and the mortuary. Is this guy a human or a ghost? Could he be with the red and white dress from yesterday? God, why am I so stupid? Back in the city, let’s call the police as soon as possible.” The taxi driver muttered, but I could hear it clearly because of my sharp ears, so I smiled knowingly and didn’t care too much.

The driver didn't want to go any further before reaching the destination. The suburbs were deserted. He would rather I pay him less money than pull me away.

No way, I had to get out of the car early with my suitcase in my arms, and it was almost eleven o'clock when I walked all the way to Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

Standing next to the No. 14 station, I looked at the buildings in the distance with vague outlines in the darkness. This place is already considered a suburb, there are no lights around, and the wide road can't see a passing vehicle for more than ten minutes: "That's the Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital. The director is missing, and medical accidents occur frequently. Now it has been temporarily closed. .”

I looked down at the watch below: "It's still a while before twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. I said in the last live broadcast that it might be the last live broadcast. This time, it's better to start the broadcast in advance and explain to everyone."

I turned on the camera function of the underworld show and plugged in the mobile coding stick.

"Getting images..."

"The barrage is connecting..."

"The data is stable, do you want to start the live broadcast?"

"Yes."

"Welcome the Teletubbies died of murder into the live broadcast room, welcome Tieling Biao to enter the live broadcast room, welcome..."

The live broadcast screen was stable, and my figure appeared clearly. Seeing the rapid increase in popularity, I smiled, and the water friends didn't seem to abandon me.

"Welcome everyone to the super horror live broadcast room. Before I start today's live broadcast, I must tell you that the clock is about to strike midnight, and the red and white dress is spinning in the haunted hospital. It's crazy The woman wants to find the missing child, no matter what the final result, the horror in this city will continue!"