Yu Jian walked to the window of the abandoned building and looked downstairs. Just across the road was a bustling night market. It was very lively.
"This might not be the first crime scene!”
"This is impossible! Zhu Shan's corpse was stuck in the iron wire thorns, and there were no traces of it being moved. Moreover, the path he walked on was covered in blood, unless he asked the deceased to walk again!”Qin Leng said.
Actually, he wasn't the only one who felt that this was nonsense. Xu Tao, Han Kexin, and Lin Jiuyue all felt that this was nonsense.
Even Fu Qiang, who had been following Yu Jian in the first team, felt that Yu Jian's brain might be broken.
Seeing that everyone was suspicious, Yu Jian said,"My suspicion is not without reason. First, the market is just one road away. Xie Xiaoting and Zhu Shan's screams are like pigs being slaughtered. There are so many people outside.”
"It's too noisy outside. Maybe no one noticed?”Fu Qiang said.
Yu Jian shook his head." Alright, let's pretend that no one heard it. But why is it so quiet in the live broadcast room?" He could barely hear any sound from outside? How do you explain this?"
"That's right. We're standing here. It's bustling outside. It's so loud. Why is there no sound during the live broadcast?”Fu Qiang scratched his head and said," Then there's only one possibility. It's not a live broadcast, but a recorded broadcast! The Death Designer's first crime was a live broadcast. This time, we naturally thought that it was a live broadcast, but it was actually a recorded broadcast. This was another trap of his!”
"Impossible! The dead body had loose muscles and was fresh. There was no obvious livor mortis or rigor mortis. The temperature of the room was 26 degrees Celsius. At this temperature, the body's temperature dropped by 0.5 degrees Celsius per hour. The body did not show any obvious signs of coldness, so the time of death should be about an hour, no more than fifteen minutes! So it can't be a recording!" Qin Leng replied.
"That shouldn't be the case, right? The post-production used some kind of radio device? Did you cut out the background sound?"
"Impossible! No software could capture the audio track. Unless Zhu Shan and Xie Xiaoting used microphones, their voices would be treated as a mix, but obviously they didn't.”Lin Jiuyue said.
"This is impossible, that is impossible. How did this guy do it?”Fu Qiang already felt that his IQ was seriously not on the line. He had a headache.
Yu Jian walked to the corner and said," I don't know if you've noticed something else. Although this camera can rotate 360 degrees, how can it complete the close-up of Zhu Shan's death in the middle?" Could it be that the camera would fly above the machine?”
"Hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a cold breath!
Yu Jian's analysis was very accurate, and they admired him. However, at the same time, there were too many inconceivable and enigmas that made them feel that it was too strange, too strange, and too ordinary. It was as if the Death Designer's intelligence and methods were extremely high!
"What do we do now? The investigation seemed to have reached a stalemate again. Was he going to let this guy get away with it?”Fu Qiang's eyes widened in anger.
At this moment, Han Kexin, who had been silent all this while, spoke.
" There are four types of serial killers in terms of geographical behavior patterns: territorial, wandering, fixed-location, and intruding. The Death Designer is a typical fixed-location type. By tricking or kidnapping the victim into a pre-prepared location to commit the crime, this type of serial killer has a strong plan and is very meticulous. The Death Designer is a confident and calm person. I believe this won't be the last one. He will commit another crime!”
Han Kexin then looked at Yu Jian." I suggest that we announce to the public that this death livestream is a recorded one. I think the next livestream will have Death Designer prove it to us. At that time, there will definitely be a new flaw!”
Yu Jian's eyes lit up and he nodded.”
……
At ten o'clock at night, the media got wind of it and immediately reported it.
"Heavy! The guild has mastered the Death Designer's major characteristics!”
"Exclusive! Death Designer's death live broadcast was recorded!”
"A high IQ criminal! Everyone had been deceived! This time, it's a recorded broadcast!"
After Yang Noir finished washing up, he sat on the sofa and played a round of King of Glory. He used King Lan Ling to take 20 kills and crushed his opponent in just 10 minutes.
When he logged out, he saw the notification on his phone.
The topic of " death livestream " was too hot nowadays. Any news would make the headlines.
Looking at those messages, Noir Yang opened the one about the live broadcast being recorded.
"It can't be a recording!"
"It's hard to say. There's no interaction. It might really be a recorded broadcast!”
"Looks like the Death Designer is going to be caught. In the end, it's just a flash in the pan!”
"Technology is so advanced now, and there are cameras everywhere. How can you get away with it? It's already very impressive to be able to broadcast two episodes in a row!”
Yang Noir glanced at the comments below and frowned slightly. Then, a deep sneer appeared on his lips.
"Interesting. It seems like the intelligence of the opponents has increased.”
At night,
It was deep.
But the city was not asleep.
In the darkness, sounds of cracking, laughter, crying, and screams mixed together to nourish the evil.
Early morning.
The sun was shining brightly.
The birds sang and the fragrance of flowers bloomed.
A scream shattered this beautiful and harmonious scene.
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