Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

Ning Huanxin used to be a guest on a live broadcast platform. Although the interview was not conducted in a live broadcast room, she was curious about the industry. Later, when Ning Huanxin was bored, she deliberately downloaded several live broadcast software. There are few live broadcasts of webcasters, so I am no stranger to this kind of room and this style.

"Why is there no anchor in the live broadcast room?"

Jian Yunyi on the side suddenly asked.

The picture of this video is not static. Although the video picture always looks like a picture, the clock on the wall is moving, which proves that this is not a static picture.

The three people continued to watch seriously, and no one said anything.

After a while, the picture in the video was still the same, no one appeared, not even any disturbance, only the clock on the wall was slowly moving.

"Twelve midnight."

Li Huafei glanced at the clock in the video, her eyes were really good, because the clock was hung on the other wall, not directly facing the video camera. But even so, Li Huafei saw the time.

Twelve o'clock at midnight.

Ning Huanxin heard Li Huafei's words, her eyes full of suspiciousness——

What does this video want to say? Who put this video at the door of his room?

What does the empty webcast room represent at midnight?

For half an hour, no more than a minute.

The entire video was thirty minutes long. After thirty minutes, the picture in the video suddenly disappeared and turned into pitch black.

Nope, the video ends here.

And for thirty minutes, no one appeared in the entire video, and there was no sound. What did this indicate?

"Huaxin, I remember you recently, did you have a live webcast interview?"

After closing the video and taking out the disc, Li Huafei suddenly turned to ask Ning Huanxin.

She has studied Ning Huanxin's information over the past few days, and naturally she knows some of her situation in Yanjing very well.

"Ok."

Hearing what Li Huafei said, Ning Huan couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, I was on a live interview. It was a very interesting and courageous female anchor...Ah!"

Speaking of this, Ning Huanxin's face suddenly changed slightly: "Sister Li, is that female anchor in danger? She is called Shanzhihan, and she is my fan!"

Ning Huanxin took out her cell phone anxiously and started to find Shanzhihan's contact information.

Naturally, Ning Huanxin did not have her phone number, but the letter of Shan showed her official account to Ning Huanxin during the live broadcast last time. Later, Ning Huanxin kept remembering it and followed it quietly.

Seeing Ning Huanxin's anxious appearance, Jian Yunyi on the side did not speak, but looked at Ning Huanxin curiously.

For someone who has nothing to do, can the little junior sister be so anxious?

This is really not like the little junior sister in his memory.

"Heart, don't worry, I can find the contact information of Shan Zhi Han here."

At this time, Li Huafei opened a system in his laptop, and after entering the password, an information database immediately appeared on the computer screen.

Li Huafei entered the name of Shanzhihan, and soon, a lot of information appeared.

"Jian Yunyi, call!"

Li Huafei pointed to the phone number that appeared on the computer, and shouted at Jian Yunyi.