Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 380: Corpse

Chapter 380 The dead body worker

"What sound?"

"Are you crazy? Breaking the rules of the game for a bitch?!"

"Don't worry, push number four on the chair first!"

A few people were in a mess. When Du Yu heard the new siren coming from the direction of the cell, he stepped aside. He helped Wang Yuchun out of sympathy, but there was no need to offend everyone for her. people.

"The alarm is probably not the key to the death of the ghost outside the gate, it is just one of the means for the organizer to remind the game participants." This incident has exceeded expectations: "It's not easy to see the live broadcast of the underworld show, but I don't know who the organizer is and why he did it."

The real answer should be revealed soon, the second testimonial is over, and this killing game will officially come to an end.

I looked at the slightly cruel scene at the electric chair, and didn't say much.

Wang Shi grabbed Wang Yuchun's arms, Tian Teng hugged Wang Yuchun's legs, and pressed her on the electric chair. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

"I'll count one, two, three, let's let go together." No. 6 Zhang Bei held his helmet and slammed it on Wang Yuchun's head.

Getting free, Wang Yuchun immediately reached out to take off the helmet, but before her fingers touched the cold helmet, high-voltage current had already entered the inside of the helmet along the wires.

The picture is a bit cruel, the more beautiful and beautiful something is, the stronger the contrast will be when it is destroyed.

The tender white skin has turned into scorched black, and the face that was once Qingcheng has changed beyond recognition.

When the alarm stopped, Wang Yuchun's body was still twitching, and the number of game participants was reduced again.

The hall was a bit quiet, and the executioners didn't feel any guilt. After two or three minutes, only Tian Teng said: "This woman stinks even more."

Wang Yuchun died, and her name was erased from the projection on the wall behind, but nothing else changed.

"It seems that she is not a killer." Master Wang shook his head, before he was lucky.

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At four o'clock in the morning, the alarm sounded again, and No. 11, who had been keeping a low profile, dragged Wang Yuchun's body out and put his helmet on casually.

When he passed Tian Teng No. 5, I noticed a small detail. Tian Teng's legs were trembling unconsciously, and the amplitude was so small that he didn't even realize it.

"Instinctive excitement or fear?" I raised my head and watched No. 11 quietly. His tall and thin body was like a bamboo pole. He had a Chinese character face, dark skin, and the size of his head matched the helmet: "This person also gives me a familiar feeling, which is really strange."

"At four o'clock in the morning, there are still seven people left. As long as two more people die, the game will be over." Number six Zhang Bei's eyes flicked between several people. He first looked at me, then gave up quickly, and finally His eyes fixed on Tian Teng, Wang Shi and No. 11.

As he played with a knife, his eyes became more and more sinister.

Compared to everyone in the room, No. 11 is a bit special, he is too calm.

"My name is He Bo. Most of you may not have heard of my profession. I am a corpse hunter in the lower reaches of the river."

"Since ancient times, there have been people living on the water around the big river. A river nourishes the creatures on both sides. The big river is the dragon's veins on the ground, but the bottom of the river is the yin veins of the yang."

"I've heard of the industry of salvaging corpses. They salvage corpses from rivers and then extort people who come to claim the corpses. One hundred thousand." Jin Zhouzhe looked at No. 11 He Bo with a smile, "I just don't know if there are any corpses that I killed and discarded among the corpses you salvaged."

"I heard about this profession in a certain best-selling novel before. The book is called "Corpse Hunting Man in the Yangtze River". The author seems to be..." No. 6 Zhang Bei suddenly looked at No. 1 Master Wang in surprise: " The author of that book is called Corpse Face, and that book was written by you!"

"So what if I wrote it? The things in the book are all made up, how would I know that there is such a profession?" Master Wang spread his hands and looked at He Bo curiously: "Wind and sun, His body is strong, he really looks like a boatman."

"It's not illegal to salvage corpses and sell them for money, but it's against morality." Du Yu said lightly, and stopped talking

Number 11 on the electric chair ignored everyone and continued: "Corps are not found every day. We are indeed wronged to be called water ghosts. Many times we make a living by cleaning up the garbage accumulated on the water surface. Each person is responsible for a fixed section of the river." , the government will give a certain amount of subsidies, and many plastic bottles and other garbage can also be sold for money, so fishing corpses can only be regarded as extra money.”

There is nothing wrong with this passage, but I always feel that Eleventh is hiding something. He didn't lie, but he didn't say the most important thing.

“The reason why I was brought here may be related to the flood once every few years. The upstream dam released water, and a high-ranking official in Houlian Village downstream drove his wife and children home to visit relatives. The flood washed away the bridge that had been built for many years, and the family was swept into the water."

"I don't know if the high-ranking official himself was corrupt. After the accident happened, that high-ranking official fulfilled his responsibilities as a father and husband. He desperately sent his wife and children out of the car, but he sank into the bottom of the water with the bridge."

"I was on the shore at the time and witnessed everything, but when the reservoir was released, boats were strictly ordered to sail on the river, so I only marked this spot on the shore, and then began to track the figures of the high-ranking officials' wives and children."

"After the big wave passed, I found the official's wife and children five or six miles downstream. They were both dying, and they were drifting along the river with a rotten log in their arms. When I arrived, they were still alive. "

"The wife of a senior official wears gold and silver, and has a big diamond ring on her finger. She is very beautifully dressed. Her set of jewelry is enough for me to earn money by hunting dead bodies all year round."

"The place where the mother and son stayed last is called Pants Bend. The water conditions are complicated and there are few people."

"At that time, there were two choices in front of me. To save them and send them to the hospital would be a waste of my time, and the other income is estimated to be only a few thousand yuan, which is far less than a piece of jewelry worn by the official's wife. .”

"At that time, I was blinded by lard, standing far away on the shore, did not reach out to rescue them, and waited for them to die."

"Later that woman woke up from a coma. I don't know where she got the strength to, but she actually waved at me, wanting me to save her child."

"In my eyes, her situation at that time should be just a flashback. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the woman and child to sink into the water."

"I watched them die before my eyes, and then rowed closer, fished out the bodies of the two with a fork, and tied them to the stern with hemp rope."

"I touched the women's pockets, took away all the valuables, and finally sent their corpses to Houlian Village, and sold them for a good price." He Bo on the 11th said this with a very expression on his face. Plain, it is not clear whether he is hiding on purpose, or he has become numb because he is used to seeing too much life and death.

He took off the helmet after he finished speaking, and the confession time was the shortest among us.

"Is this the end?"

"Is neglecting death the same as direct murder?"

"You are not a crime, but a moral issue at best."

Everyone reacted differently. I focused on taking a look at No. 5. Tian Teng was sitting at the table, not even daring to look at No. 11. The fat on his face was full of fine sweat.

"No, you're lying." I looked at No. 11 who was about to get up from the electric chair, and my gaze became sharp: "You are definitely not a simple corpse hunter, you must be hiding something important .”

"If you lie, you will be electrocuted." He Bo didn't care, he left the electric chair and returned to his seat.

"You know in your heart whether you're lying or not, and it's not difficult to evade a lie detector test." I fixed my eyes on No. 11's Chinese-character face, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and my voice gradually became gloomy: "No. 5 Tian Teng Can smell other people's smell, when you pass by him, his whole body is trembling, I don't know if it's because of fear or excitement, but one thing is for sure, the smell on you among all the game participants The smell is the strongest, and you are the most dangerous among us.”

"Maybe." He Bo replied after thinking for a while: "I have been in the business of collecting corpses for more than ten years, and I have come into contact with hundreds of corpses. The smell of corpses alone can't explain anything."