Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 8: The live broadcast starts
Chapter 8 live broadcast begins
"Grandma, don't scare me. I'm a coward by nature. I can have nightmares for four or five days just watching someone kill a chicken." The bitterness on my face was not completely faked. The room where people died is right across from me.
"If you don't come out, you're fine. It should be... fine..." The short, fat old lady turned and left, and I stood alone in the corridor, with a gust of cold wind blowing through, and I felt a bit chilly from head to toe.
Under the flickering light, I took another look at Room 206 across the street. The painted wooden door had a rough surface, and it was no different from other doors except for the house number.
"It's come this far, what are you afraid of?" I took out the cigarette given by the driver uncle, lit it and held it in my mouth, and opened the door to enter room 203.
The house is much more spacious than expected, with a separate bathroom, a double bed, and an old-fashioned wardrobe next to the wall.
Although the furnishings are simple, there are many things that should be there. Generally speaking, 35 yuan a night for this room is very cheap.
Looking at the phone, before I knew it, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, I stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned on the camera and put it on the windowsill, "I didn't expect my first live show to be in a hotel that costs 35 yuan a night. "
The device was working fine, I plugged in the mobile encoding stick, and clicked on the icon of the underworld show on the big screen phone.
"Getting images..."
"The barrage is connecting..."
"The data is stable, do you want to start the live broadcast?"
Being mentally prepared for a long time, I clicked the word "Yes" on the screen without hesitation, and then the desktop of the mobile phone went black, and when it was turned on again, it had switched to the live broadcast screen.
A well-proportioned young man with a height of about 1.8 meters is standing by the bed with a mobile phone.
"So it's like seeing myself on TV." My face was full of melancholy, the live broadcast had already started, but there was no one in my live broadcast room.
"I have a specialization in the art industry. Let me solve a murder case and track down an extramarital affair. I'm just a layman in live broadcasting." How can we attract more people to watch? I recall those popular beauty anchors, and I can't help but look down at my collar: "It's a pity that I have no breasts, and I don't even have the capital to sell meat..."
"Teletubbies died of murder entering the live broadcast room."
"Someone is here! Welcome baby to the super-horror live broadcast room! Here are the most realistic challenges and the scariest stories!" Speaking of this, I was suddenly stuck, because I had no idea what to do next? Do you just sit here and wait for the ghost to knock on the door in the middle of the night?
"By the way, what I just pointed out was the ultimate temptation of beautiful women, why did you come in as a melon?" The Teletubbies on the other side of the screen died of murder and were also in a state of confusion: "Anchor, what are you broadcasting? Not even a live broadcast announcement?"
"I can be regarded as the host of supernatural adventure, but this is not important. The most fundamental purpose of my live broadcast is to find an answer."
"What's the answer?"
"Are there ghosts in the world?"
Biao Lord Tieling: "Hehe, I just like to watch you talk nonsense in a serious manner."
Senior sister fell in love with me: "I've been looking for it too, greasy corpse sister."
In just a few words, the popularity of the live broadcast room has risen to eleven. It seems that in terms of information flow guidance, there are quite a lot of channels for the underworld show.
But without exception, the viewers in my live broadcast room were all scammed. Some of them were studying small movies, their pants were all taken off, and suddenly an advertisement popped up, and then they parachuted into the super thrilling live broadcast room with toilet paper.
Poor boy, I hope I haven't left any psychological shadow on him.
Others also entered inadvertently, but they have one thing in common, and they are all watching alone at this time.
"Anchor, why does the room you live in look familiar to me? I seem to have seen it on the news?" The water friend whose ID is Police Officer Huang, Class Two, Three Years, suddenly sent out a colorful barrage: "Anchor, I am from Jiangcheng. Shouldn't the place where you live be the Anxin Hotel?"
"Finally a normal one came." I took out the newspaper I had prepared for a long time: "That's right, this is the Anxin Hotel."
"Maybe you guys don't know what this place is, so please read the newspaper in my hand. Three months ago, a bizarre death happened in this building. The police haven't found out the reason yet. The death of the deceased can only be attributed to accidental sudden death."
"However, some time ago, there was a photo of the dead man circulating on the Internet. In the photo, the male deceased had dilated pupils and his upper and lower jaws were opened at 90 degrees. Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that he was clearly looking at this before he died. What a terrifying thing!"
"What did he see? Don't you want to know?"
Suddenly there was no sound in the live broadcast room, maybe everyone was judging the truth of what I said.
"The house number of this room is 203, and the room where the homicide happened three months ago is just opposite to me." Own.
"Tonight, I will take you to restore the truth of the matter. That's right, to witness the horror with your life, this is the meaning of the existence of the super horror live broadcast room."
After saying this with a good feeling about himself, the audience didn't seem to buy it.
Master Tieling Biao: "Bian'er pull it away, it's a **** thing, the police can't find it out, who do you think you are!"
Don't criticize me, I'm very fragile: "I've taken a screenshot, just sit and watch the host get scared to pee."
Ping An Business Manager: "Anchor, what you need now is an insurance, the latest family insurance package launched by our company, one policy protects the whole family..."
Officer Huang from the second class of the third year: "The place at the Anxin Hotel is really evil, maybe something will happen to you, the anchor be careful!"
Shuiyou’s bullet screens are various, but they have diluted the fear and depression in my heart. In fact, according to the tasks of the underworld show, I don’t need to interact with others, I just need to survive tonight. But the master is among the people, and in case of imminent death, perhaps asking the water friends for help is my only way out.
"Okay, everyone, stay calm, let's take a look at the surrounding environment first. Although I don't understand Feng Shui metaphysics, the anchor has been in the police academy for two years after all, and he is pretty good at death scene investigation."
Room 203 is not the room where the deceased died three months ago, but the underworld show named it to be broadcast live here, indicating that there must be something hidden in this room.
"The doors and windows are in good condition, the floor is tidy, and although the furniture is outdated, it is very clean and spotless." I lie on the ground with a cigarette **** in my mouth: "There is no blood or any suspicious items under the bed, and the wardrobe is a bit damp, facing the bed My TV is just a decoration, huh?"
I moved the old-fashioned box TV in front of me a bit, and found a mirror on the wall behind the TV.
It's not too big, and the 30-inch TV screen can just block it.
"Anchor, it's taboo to have a mirror facing the bed. You probably don't live in this room for the living." The barrage from Liu Banxian at the foot of Mount Qingcheng heated up the live broadcast room that had just quieted down.
Master Tieling Biao: "I've been talking nonsense every day, I have a wall of mirrors in my bedroom, and I live comfortably now."
Teletubbies died of murder: "Isn't Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain? Liu Banxian, Fahai calls you home for dinner."
Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "Believe it or not, mirrors on Fengshui are used to drive away monsters and evil spirits, and they should face the direction of evil spirits. If they are facing people, they are mirror evil spirits, which are equivalent to mouths. Inhaling yang energy can cause people to be in a trance or restless, and the family will be ruined if it is serious."
Renshuaihuohaomeizhiai: "Visual inspection upstairs is a liar, who really cultivates Taoism, who can type so fast?"
Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "Master, I have practiced two-finger meditation since I was a child, and I will fight if I am not convinced!"
I rubbed my temples and felt a little headache when I watched the bullet screen full of bullets. Take the hammer and smash what I have always believed in.
"Is there really strange power and chaos in the world?" I took the camera and said, "Liu Banxian, calm down, it's really not very auspicious to live in this place, can you help me see if something will happen if I stay here for one night ?”
Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "You still want to live in a haunted house even though you know it? Listen to my advice, little brother, pack up your things and leave, or your luck will be affected in the future."
Master Tieling Biao rewarded 99 coins for the super horror live broadcast room.
Master Tieling Biao: "Don't listen to the anchor, if you stay here for one night, I will reward you 99 every hour."
"There are gifts here?" The low-level gifts in the underworld show are divided into ghost coins, ingots, and gold bricks. The introductions about the gifts are all on the signing documents, but unfortunately I didn't read them carefully at the time.