Madness of the Heart

After communication, the "Crazy Cat" platform closed the live broadcast room of "Stubborn Bluegrass". Niu Tianlan is not a particularly popular Internet celebrity, but at least in the "crazy cat", it is still a small celebrity. After the closure of his live broadcast room, many fans asked what happened in the public area. The platform did not clearly explain, only that it was cooperating with law enforcement.

As a result, the "law enforcement party" was greeted with eighteenth generations of ancestors.

Ming Shu was wrapped in a calf-long thick plush nightgown, leaning on the lazy sofa to brush the "crazy cat", amazed by the prosperity of the live broadcast industry in the new media era.

After investigating Niu Tianlan these days, Zhou Yuan told him a piece of data-Niu Tianlan, a small anchor in the middle of the pyramid, every two hours of broadcasting, the virtual gift rewarded by fans is converted into real currency, at least 10,000 yuan, which is drawn by the platform. After completion, Niu Tianlan received more than 5,000 yuan.

That is to say, as long as Niu Tianlan takes the time to put on makeup every night, dress himself up carefully, chat with fans on the camera for two hours, then thousands of yuan will be credited.

And this figure is only the average income of the average small anchors on the "crazy cat" platform.

Ming Shu thinks he is a person who has not been left behind by fashion-after all, every season's new men's clothing will be paid attention to, and when he is not so busy, he will make an appointment with Dongye's most famous hairstylist to fix his hair, as long as he is not in the state of investigating the case. , It must be a fine young man.

But after spending thousands of yuan to watch the "popularity" of people chatting, Ming Shu found that he really didn't understand it.

As soon as he opened the "Crazy Cat" interface and randomly entered several live broadcast rooms on the homepage, Ming Shu became speechless the more he watched. He was too noisy, and his eyes hurt because of the barrage.

When I quit, I remembered Fang Yuanhang's words-"Live broadcast? Young people love to watch live broadcasts. I want to watch it too. Unfortunately, I don't have time."

Ming Shu stared at the homepage and thought, I don't like to watch, am I not a young man anymore?

The "Crazy Cat" platform, like most platforms, focuses on game live broadcasts. The live broadcast of pure chat with men dressed as women like Niu Tianlan is actually a minority. There are also various types of live broadcasts in the front row of the homepage. Mingshu's index finger hung on the tablet for a long time, and finally clicked in the live broadcast area with goods.

Then he didn't come out again.

He had heard of the live broadcast of the goods for a long time. The anchor packaged himself first, and then advertised a variety of goods. A good eloquence can blow up a random handbook in the wholesale market. It is impossible for the seller to even think about it. Quantity. It seems that through the mouth of the anchor, the handbook is no longer a handbook, but a must-have apocalypse of life.

This is ridiculous. Isn't the value of the product worth buying isn't it determined by the quality and brand of the product itself? No matter how well the anchor plays, he can't turn stones into gold. Is it too simple to place an order because the anchor plays well?

——Mingshu has always had this view on live streaming with goods.

After all, he has a "complex" mind that has been turned around for a long time for unsettled cases.

But his opinion changed after he watched the live broadcast of "Clouds and All Provinces" for ten minutes.

When Xiao Yuan returned home, he had already placed an order for a 120 yuan "super-saving" folding hanger, a 199 yuan "super convenient" home barbecue machine, and a 39 yuan bottle of "super affordable" winter and autumn men's bath. Back body cream, a set of "ultra-durable" kitchen supplies for 399 yuan, a "ultra-light" straight-handle men's umbrella for 22 yuan, and a set of 146-dollar "super perfect" women's curling irons. Paying for a set 88 yuan for "super romantic" men's couple underwear.

"Brother." Hearing the sound of Xiao Yuan hanging the key on the shoe cabinet, Ming Shu raised his head and glanced, "You are back!"

Then proceed with the payment that he has not yet completed.

The tablet was not plugged in, and the lively music in the live broadcast room and the announcement of the transaction of "cloud provinces" echoed in the living room. Xiao Yuan raised her eyebrows, "Watching the live broadcast of the goods?"

"Yeah." Ming Shu became lazy, "I bought some useful things."

Xiao Yuan took off his coat and said, "Didn't you say that this kind of TV shopping in the era of new media will never take out a penny in your bag?"

The live broadcast of "Yunyun Zhongsheng" came to an end tonight, and Ming Shu's feverish brain gradually cooled down. After Xiao Yuan's reminder, he realized that his non-stop ordering and payment state just now seemed to be evil.

But it's hard to admit it at this time.

"The stuff introduced by this anchor is pretty good." Ming Shu forced himself to find a reason. "What he pushed were all practical things, such as a clothes rack."

Xiao Yuan said, "The hanger?"

Mingshu has walked to Xiao Yuan's side and hugged Xiao Yuan's coat, "With this hanger, your clothes can be hung on, which saves space."

"Without that hanger, I have nowhere to hang my clothes?" Xiao Yuan was amused, "show me what hanger it is?"

Ming Shu hurriedly took the tablet over and showed Xiao Yuan his "trophies", "How about it, it's only more than 100 yuan."

That is an ordinary environmentally friendly wooden folding clothes hanger. At this time, it lacks the voice and affection introduction of the anchor, and Xiao Yuan really didn't see how it is different.

Ming Shu has a good memory, repeating what the anchor said, raising his eyebrows at Xiao Yuan, "I'm so good at living."

Xiao Yuan sat at the dining table, pulled this "too good at living" guy to his side, and smiled: "The hanger is a good hanger, but have you noticed that this kind of hanger is suitable for people?"

Ming Shu: "Huh?"

"It's selling point is that it saves space, because people who need it will not have a large home. They usually only have one-bedroom or shared rent. There is a problem with even putting a slightly larger cabinet in the room." Xiao Yuan said, squeezing. Under Ming Shu's waist, he lifted his chin against the corridor with the wall lamp on, "And you, there is a cloakroom."

Ming Shu: "..."

"I'll change clothes first." Xiao Yuan returned the tablet to Mingshu. "I'll see what else you bought later."

After the impulse passed, Ming Shu also knew that he had bought a bunch of useless things, but he was unwilling to withdraw. After all, the feeling of spending while watching the live broadcast was really cool, and he was really relieved.

No wonder live streaming is so popular now, no wonder TV shopping was so popular more than a decade ago.

The tastes of the younger generation and the older generation are wonderfully integrated in the matter of shopping.

There is a saying that goes well-when I grow up, I will become you.

People with "simple" minds may not buy the product itself, but the feeling at the moment of placing the order.

Xiao Yuan changed his clothes and came out, "Barbecue machine, you don't even want to fry eggs by yourself, and you still spend time on barbecue?"

Ming Shu took it for granted: "It must be you roasting, I just eat it."

Xiao Yuan didn't refute it, and tacitly agreed, "A full set of kitchen supplies, Xiao Ming, are you going to cook?"

"That must be your cooking." Ming Shu touched his face after speaking.

Gee, it's a bit thick.

Xiao Yuan continued to read, "Body cream? I remember you only used one brand."

Ming Shu tilted his feet up and touched his ankles and said, "This can wipe your ankles. It will be dry in winter and autumn, and the skin is easy to open..."

"You can't wipe your ankle with that bottle?"

"...I can do it."

Xiao Yuan smiled, "Well, Xiao Ming's ankle needs special care."

"Brother, why do you call me "Xiao Ming"?"

"Learned from the members of your serious crime team."

"If you don't learn good things, you will learn bad ones."

"What about this? The straight umbrella issued in the bureau is not enough for you to support?"

Ming Shu thought about it, "This is a public welfare product. Two of the 22 yuan will be donated to mountain children."

Xiao Yuan nodded, "Lady with a curling iron..."

"This is for sister Jinlan."

"Men's couple underwear..."

"We have three in one person."

Xiao Yuan sighed, but he didn't look impatient, "I am a mature boyfriend with careful calculations."

Ming Shu wrapped Xiao Yuan's neck, "The ability to speak ironically is first-rate."

"Other skills are also top-notch."

Ming Shu suddenly choked.

Xiao Yuan: "Huh?"

Ming Shu said: "I can testify for this."

Three days later, the last express delivery arrived, it was the "super-space saving" hanger.

There was really no need for such a thing at home, Ming Shu put it in the trunk without dismantling it, and took it to the Criminal Investigation Bureau and threw it to Fang Yuanhang.

"Fuck! Master, you are my real master!" Fang Yuanhang was extremely surprised, "How do you know I need this! My small apartment is too narrow, and the big closet takes up too much space, this is just right!"

Ming Shuyun said calmly: "Being a master, this kind of insight is no good."

Xiao Yuan happened to be in the serious crime team, and smiled softly when he heard the words.

"But master, you bought it by watching the live broadcast, right?" Fang Yuanhang changed the conversation. "The live broadcast of'Clouds and all provinces'? This hanger has now become an Internet celebrity hanger after being recommended by him."

Ming Shu said, "Why, watching the live broadcast is weird?"

Fang Yuanhang said, "Didn't you say..."

Mingshu interrupted, "Collect your stuff and go to work. At the end of the year, please don't be lazy."

Fang Yuanhang didn't want to leave yet, "Master, what did you still buy from the'Cloud and Cloud Provinces'?"

Ming Shu coughed.

In fact, he doesn't want to recall the things he bought these days. It doesn't seem to be his own to start the live broadcast. He just wants to spend money, and Xiao Yuan not only doesn't stop him in time, but also spends money with him.

"Brother, this pot looks okay."

"buy."

"Where is this towel rack?"

"Yes, buy."

"And this cat climbing frame?"

"Um... buy it too."

"But we don't have a cat."

"It doesn't matter, prepare first."

From small to large, Xiao Yuan has always indulged him in such trivial matters.

"Master?" Fang Yuanhang called.

Ming Shu returned to his senses, took a soft-faced notebook and patted Fang Yuanhang's forehead, "Let me hear your nonsense during working hours, so don't do it in the crime team."

Fang Yuanhang happily, he was not afraid of the threat of Ming Forgiveness.

In the past, he was worried that Ming Shu really thought he was not good enough and drove him away. Later, he found that Ming Shu was just talking about it, but he was very soft-hearted to the players.

After expelling the apprentice, Ming Shu planned to pay close attention to the case of Beicheng Branch.

Huang Yan had her neck severed in her express station, and her body was buried under a pile of packages. The express station was closed for two days. It was not until the police checked the identity of the "faceless female corpse" (Meng Shan) in the trash can. Find.

Several suspicious points in this case are: Huang Yan has a large hole in her chest that was poked after death, and the tool has been determined to be a round ice hammer commonly seen in beverage shops; before being killed, Huang Yan actively shut down the surveillance in the station. , So that the figure of the murderer was not captured; Huang Yan graduated from a prestigious university, but indulged in backward folklore and spiritual events, once raised Gu, and provided for the baby girl "ghost card" before death.

The town of Silin involved in the "ghost card" has now been listed as an important clue by the Beicheng Branch. Xiang Tao and others rushed over it a few days ago, but there are many cases that have been constrained by remote investigations, and the case has not yet made a breakthrough.

Ming Shu took out an azure porcelain cup from his pocket-he bought it in the live broadcast of "Yunyun Zhongsheng", it cost 36 yuan each, it has a unique shape and a bit of Zen. It is all the orders placed. Among the products, the most practical one.

Xiao Yuan asked him before: "Where is this cup practical? Isn't it particularly fragile?"

He said: "Practicality has a Zen intent. Facing perverts such as Niu Tianlan all the time, I think I really need this kind of calming thing."

What I brought out with the porcelain cup was a tea bag, oolong milk tea, which I also bought in "Yunyunzhong Province".

I don't know who took the hot water. Ming Shu held the porcelain cup while waiting and thinking about the case.

Every detail presented on the corpse is the key to the investigation, but there are two completely different situations. One is that, like Chu Xin killing Lu Chen and Zhao Siyan, putting their corpses in a certain posture is purely to mislead. The police, one kind is like Niu Tianlan, they put dog and duck feathers in the victims, which means that they are edible livestock.

So did the murderer leave a large hole in Huang Yan's chest to mislead the police, or does it have some meaning?

As I was thinking, Zhou Yuan’s voice came from the corridor, "Ming team, Wen Ling is here."

Ming Shu turned around: "Who?"

"Wen Ling. It's the editor we rescued."

Ming Shu could not remember Wen Ling's name, but was a little surprised at Wen Ling's arrival.

The reception room has sufficient heating, and Wen Ling has just taken off her down jacket. Not only did she come by herself, she also brought several boxes of coffee and spontaneous hot pot.

"It's not good to eat too much, but it's always okay to prepare. We are all people who need to stay up late to work. Now winter is here. These are my little thoughts." Wen Ling has a decent attitude, and she can't see it on her face. The despair and fear when facing Niu Tianlan that day.

"It is our responsibility to send the police." Yi Fei put a cup of hot water on the table, "You are too polite."

Wen Ling shook her head, "I have been doing local news for many years. When I was a reporter a few years ago, I had to deal with the police from time to time. I understand that investigating a case and preventing a possible murder case is not that easy. Without you , I have died in the alley home."

Ming Shu opened the door of the reception room at this moment.

Wen Ling stretched out her right hand, "Team Ming."

Ming Shu shook his hand, "How do you feel during this time?"

"Back to the previous track, thank you." Wen Ling said: "I know you are very busy at work, I won't delay your time, let's talk about business."

Mingshu joked: "Isn't it here to send the pennant?"

Wen Ling smiled, "There are more important things."

Ming Shu opened the seat and didn't wait for Wen Ling to speak down: "You are a senior media person, and you have clues far beyond the public's knowledge, and even beyond the police's knowledge."

Wen Ling nodded sternly, "You did not disclose the details of the Niu Tianlan case to the public due to some considerations, but I learned a detail through my own network-one of the victims once produced a leaflet for the "God of Heart". , This organization has developed to Dongye City."

Ming Shu didn't ask what her network was. Doing local news in a city has more or less its own channels of intelligence, and the police will not investigate all of them unless it is necessary.

"Now we have controlled the key figures of the'God in the Heart'." Ming Shu said: "After the signs are suppressed, it will be difficult for them to continue to develop."

Wen Ling said: "I believe in your abilities, but as far as I know, before the'God in the Heart' appeared in our city, there were similar groups operating in secret."

Mingshu's eyes were deep, "Is it also a cult?"

"There are still some differences with the cult, but it gives me the feeling that they are more cruel." Wen Ling said: "A year ago, we made a topic on rural customs, and it was aimed at the towns and villages under the jurisdiction of Dongye City. After a few sessions, a girl asked me to meet, saying that she wanted to tell me a cruel custom."

In a cafe near the Dongye Newspaper Group, a girl in a simple dress put the black "ghost cards" in front of Wenling, telling how they are made, how they are popular in northern towns such as Silin Town, and how they are now received in Dongye City. Sought after.

Wen Ling still remembers the girl’s earnest and somewhat desperate look. "Every year, many people come to our town to find a'master craftsman' to be a'ghost card'. This has become a trend. They have killed many baby girls. , I also think I’m accumulating virtue... In fact, those baby girls could have survived. Sister, I’ve read your special report and it’s well written. Can you, can you also do an issue about "Ghost Cards" Few people know that there is such a silly thing now. You report it, everyone knows it, and it may be able to stop this kind of thing!"

After listening to the girl's narration, Wen Ling was extremely shocked and filled with outrage, and immediately assured the girl that she would do her best.

But a few hours later, when Wen Ling calmed down, she understood that she should never give such a promise.

Making "ghost cards" is a bad habit hundreds of years ago. Qiuxu Village, where the "ghost cards" originated, has been controlled by the police, but the "ghost cards" themselves have not been destroyed. Instead, they have flourished in other villages and towns, and have even become a part of young people. Fashion has become an industrial chain. It is not difficult to speculate that there must be an extremely dark net of interests behind it.

Not to mention her, even the entire Dongye Newspaper Group cannot compete with this network of interests.

She told the director about the girl, and the director, like her, chose to remain silent.

"This is the list she gave me." Like the police, people in the media have the habit of carrying notebooks with them. Wen Ling took out a folded piece of paper from the notebook. "The above is a collection of people with'ghost cards' she has collected. Of course, this only includes people who have lived in Dongye City for a long time. It has been a year since she found me, and maybe more people have bought "ghost cards". This is a crime, and I have no ability or courage. Stop this crime, but you..."

Wen Ling paused, inhaling hard, "You may...no, only you can."

Ming Shu looked at the list in silence, seeing the names of Huang Yan and Cai Xinyue on it.

The girl didn't lie, let alone play pranks.

Ming Shu collected all the lists and asked, "Did the girl still find you afterwards?"

Wen Ling shook her head.

Ming Shu asked again: "Then do you know her name? Did she leave you contact information?"

Wen Ling still shook her head, but her expression changed slightly. She seemed to have something to say, but she was still hesitating.

Ming Shu solemnly said, "Please tell me everything you know."

"I... I was beaten by unreasonable people when I was a reporter before, and then I developed a habit of taking a photo secretly when I met a stranger." Wen Ling took out her phone and opened the encrypted album. I don’t have her name or contact information, but I do have a picture of her."

When he saw the photo, Yi Fei said in surprise: "This is..."

Ming Shu twisted his eyebrows deeply, staring at this familiar face in the photo.

The reaction of the two captains was obviously beyond Wen Ling's expectations. Wen Ling asked, "Have you seen her?"

"Thank you." Ming Shu said: "Very important clue."

Wen Ling is not at ease, "May I ask, is she a related person in the case?"

Ming Shu shook his head, "Ms. Wen, I can't tell you this for now, please understand."

Wen Ling said: "Of course I understand. I can, it would be best if I can help you."

"One more thing, please." Ming Shu said: "Do not report on this girl until you get a clear notice from the police."

"Don't worry, I understand all these rules."

After Wen Ling was sent away, Yi Fei returned to the reception room. Ming Shu stayed in, not very sitting, resting his right hand on his chin, in a trance.

Hearing the voice, Ming Shu said, "Close the door."

Yi Fei did so, sitting on the edge of the table.

For a time, neither of them spoke.

Ming Shu's index finger and **** sandwiched the piece of paper with the names of Huang Yan and others on it. After a few minutes, he said, "What do you think of this matter?"

"Someone drafted this list and initially asked the media for help, but the media did not lend a hand." Yi Fei said: "Perhaps the media was the last person they could think of for help. When the media couldn't help them, they chose The people on the list are perpetrators and accomplices in their eyes. Now one person—Huang Yan—has been killed. Or maybe it's not just Huang Yan, but we don't know it yet."

"What about her?" Ming Shu said, "What is her identity? Is she still alive now? She is a'black household'. We have never known her true information, her credentials and name are all forged. Is there a possibility? ——She is the baby girls who were abandoned in the village. She was rescued more than 20 years ago. She has witnessed all the darkness and wants to save those baby girls who are in the same situation as her?

Yi Fei sighed and said slowly: "Chi Xiaomin..."

Ming Shu also said, "Chi Xiaomin."

In the photo Wen Ling just showed, it was Chi Xiaomin who appeared on it.

This mysterious girl always appears with a girl with a miserable life experience. She used to be Li Hongmei's only friend, but disappeared before Li Hongmei killed her roommate, and the SWAT team could not find her. Later, Xu Yin—the girl who loves body odor—pointed to the photo on the display and said that it was her who died in Yisi Alley.

Chi Xiaomin, are you still alive in this world?