Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 651: 651: One missing doll

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Wang Jiayu, who has just gotten better on the live broadcast platform, still insists on live broadcast at midnight for two hours every day, accompany those who sleepless at midnight, sing to everyone, tell jokes, and even play games with tourists occasionally. A copy or something.

It can be said that the live broadcast room of Yu Yaoer can be regarded as a clear stream of the free flying network live broadcast platform, because Wang Jiayu always walks in a youthful and cute style every time he broadcasts, and never wears very revealing and low-cut clothes. Nor will I talk about bad jokes with tourists and guests.

In the eyes of outsiders, this new little anchor is really cute and innocent. Even many local tyrant viewers just like her "naive" and "straightforward" who give her rewards and gifts every day.

But in the live broadcast circle, Wang Jiayu's reputation is actually not good.

Many female anchors see her as unpleasant, and the relationship between some male anchors and her is confusing and ambiguous.

The so-called people should not be in appearance. Wang Jiayu took advantage of her innate advantages to make herself a unique "naive and cute" little anchor.

In fact, this girl is very ambitious and very scheming.

She has worshipped several masters back and forth, all of whom are very famous male anchors, and there are naturally some indescribable insider trading inside.

In the live broadcast circle, there are always rumors that the master and the apprentice are ambiguous, and Wang Jiayu is not the first nor the last.

However, her dealings with those masters were really not what others thought.

Those well-known big anchors naturally know a lot of local tyrants and even the bosses of various brokerage companies. They are just responsible for bridging the bridge and helping their apprentices find a "good home."

It was with the help of those masters that Wang Jiayu gained fame and status on the one hand, and on the other, she also met the benefactors who were willing to spend money on her.

Unfortunately, this girl has just started to make money and just dreamed that she could reach the pinnacle of her life. This happened.

Ning Huanxin closed the information, and walked gently forward a few steps. At this time, Wang Jiayu’s body had been carried away. The big bed was a little messy. Ning Huanxin stared at the bed, which was still piled up. With a lot of dolls.

"One, two, three..."

Ning Huan counted attentively. There were ten dolls of all sizes.

"Sister Li, do you remember how many dolls were on the bed in the CD video we watched?"

Ning Huanxin asked suddenly.

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Li Huafei concentrated and remembered for a while, but couldn't help but shook her head: "I didn't pay attention at all at the time!"

At the time, everyone watched the video, but their attention was not on the stationary dolls at all.

"There are eleven in the video."

At this moment, Jian Yunyi's voice suddenly sounded behind the two people.

"Do you remember?"

Li Huafei raised her eyebrows unexpectedly when she heard Jian Yunyi's voice.

"I have no other advantages, and my memory is okay."

Jian Yunyi had already put on his gloves at this time, went around to the other side of the bed, and then stretched out his arm to point to the middle of the head of the bed: "In the video, there is a princess doll in this position, dressed in pure white. Wedding dress. Now, there is no such doll in this room."

The doll is gone.

No, maybe there is not such a doll in the first place. The doll in the white wedding dress should have been placed here deliberately by the murderer. The reminder he gave to Ning Huanxin was also a provocation.

Unfortunately, Ning Huanxin guessed wrong from the beginning.

She couldn't help sighing deeply.