Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

On the way to Yanjing Department Store, Ning Huanxin continued to chat with the letter of kindness.

"Zhihan, do you know the name of the girl who was broadcasting the hell?"

Perhaps it was because the time of death was similar to that of Wang Jiayu, and even the profession was the same, so Ning Huanxin was very curious about the ghost-eyed girl in Shanzhihan's mouth.

"what?"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Shan Zhihan was taken aback. She didn't expect that Ning Huanxin would care about the ghost-eyed girl.

"I don't know her real name. I only know someone from their team, but I'm not very familiar with it, and I don't even have contact information. What do their small team say... it feels like a miscellaneous army."

Shanzhihan looked helplessly at Ning Huanxin: "I'm really not very familiar, but the anchor of the Freeflying Live Broadcasting Platform should already know, or I should call some familiar anchors to ask."

"no need."

Ning Huanxin came back to his senses and smiled faintly at the letter of kindness: "I'm just curious, just ask casually."

With that said, Ning Huanxin started the car again.

Just... curious?

Shan Zhihan subconsciously glanced at Ning Huanxin a few more times when she heard the words, and looked at her now with a calm and calm face, as if there was really nothing wrong.

Could it be... Ning Huanxin also believes that there are ghosts in this world?

Why is she so curious about the devil girl?

Shanzhihan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of other reasons, so I just stopped thinking about it.

At this time, Ning Huanxin's mood was indeed not as calm as she was on the surface.

I don't know if she has been too sensitive recently, or too much has happened recently.

The gossip mentioned by Shan Zhihan really aroused Ning Huanxin's interest and attention.

She always felt that this matter was not so simple.

Is it really just an accident? Or... really hell?

I am afraid that only the person involved knows about this matter. Of course, the person concerned has now become the ghost of the person involved.

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Yanjing Department Store will arrive soon.

Shanzhihan waved his hands with Ning Huanxin after getting out of the car, and left happily.

Ning Huanxin was still sitting in the car. She thought for a long time, and then she got out of the car slowly and walked into the department store...

This time, it was a crazy sweep of goods and returned with a full load.

It's just that Ning Huanxin didn't feel so happy.

She is now in the third place, and naturally has her own privileged channel. Because she is still following up on Wang Jiayu’s affairs, Ning Huanxin has already called someone to help herself check the online platform of Free Flying, and by the way, she also called someone. Help yourself to check the team of the damned ghost-eyed girl who broadcast live.

Soon, the information about the live broadcast platform and the **** team was placed in front of Ning Huanxin.

Ning Huanxin took the materials and sat on the sofa to study seriously.

Freeflying webcasting platform is a new website. Behind it is a big game technology company in Yanjing. The background of this company is innocent and there is nothing to pay attention to.

Ning Huanxin also checked the owner's information on this website, and there was nothing suspicious. It had nothing to do with the deceased Wang Jiayu or Zheng Qiaoshan and Li Luoshi.

It's the team of the ghost-eyed girl.

Ning Huanxin opened the information and read it for a long time, her brows kept frowning.

This team is made up of a group of students and young people in society. Their team is very good at publicity, specifically looking for the famous haunted haunted house in Yanjing, and then live broadcast the ghost in the middle of the night, and even communicate with ghosts and stage ghosts.