I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

As he spoke, Xiao Shan began to introduce the characters on the big screen.

"Zhang, old free fighter Zhang, died accidentally during a kick-off challenge."

"Wang, a vegetarian sister Wang, was suddenly attacked by a shark while releasing animals at the seaside, and the body is currently being salvaged."

"Zhao, Xiao Ye loves spicy food, and his mother was hit by a out-of-control Tesla and died on the spot."

"Wang, whose online name is Yu Jiangjun, is currently being rescued."

"From the early morning of the night before yesterday to last night, it was less than 24 hours."

"A total of five network anchors, unexpected accidents!"

"Two of the accidents were related to the Trala tram. In recent days, there has also been a wave of car withdrawals in Telala, and the stock has fallen twice in a row."

Having said this, Xiao Shan paused slightly, with a dignified expression on his face, and said in a deep voice:

"These people are from all over the country, and the accident did not happen in our jurisdiction."

"However, they all have one thing in common, that is, their short video accounts were followed by a funeral shop owner!"

"The time to pay attention is only a few minutes to a few hours before the accident happened. Next, I will show you a few screenshots!"

As he spoke, Xiao Shan clicked the mouse lightly, and several screenshots jumped on the big screen.

"These few pictures are screenshots of these anchors' live broadcast rooms or comment areas. If you look carefully, there is a user called [Changhong Funeral One-stop Service]."

"The content of the message sent by 'Changhong Funeral' to them is similar, they are all selling funeral supplies."

"After that, this user followed these anchors."

"Afterwards, accidents happen!"

"Not only that, Changhong Funeral also paid attention to the marketing account of Tesla Motors at noon yesterday."

"In less than a day, there were 8 car accidents in Telala across the country, two of which killed people, and they happened to be the anchors he had followed!"

"After verification by the background, this user named 'Changhong Funeral One-stop Service' is none other than a resident of our Qingyang Street, the boss of Changhong Funeral, Zhang Fan."

"Isn't it strange? As long as he pays attention, it will end well."

"If it's just once or twice, then we can still treat it as a coincidence, but five accidents in one day, we have to pay attention to it."

"I just sent someone to investigate Zhang Fan's information, and the results will be announced soon. You can discuss it first."

"But before that, I want to remind everyone."

Xiao Shan pointed to the four large characters in the back row of the meeting room, and said with a serious face: "Scientific law enforcement! Don't tell me about those gods and ghosts!"

After the words fell, colleagues began to discuss with each other, and the scene was in an uproar.

In the 5G era, even busy police uncles will always watch short videos after get off work.

Funeral shops are so popular, even if they don't surf, they can hear enough on the way to work.

And the purpose of today's meeting is also very obvious, the center is around Zhang Fan's funeral shop owner.

Although everything was accidental, their deaths seemed... to have something to do with this young man.

He seemed...maybe...maybe, able to predict death.

As security workers, they have more or less contact with and heard of some bizarre murders.

At the beginning of some cases, the clothes were very evil, but at the end of the investigation, it was often the real murderer who was behind the scenes.

Moreover, colleagues insist on adhering to scientific law enforcement.

Therefore, the first impression told them that the chance of Zhang Fan's death was very small.

Either it was a coincidence, or Zhang Fan was the real culprit.

In short, it is impossible for the anchor who is thousands of miles away to die unexpectedly just because of his attention.

However, in less than 24 hours, in such a short period of time, it is almost impossible to plan 5 accidents.

Taking a step back, even if he has this ability, why would he dare to post it online?

Just for hype?To set up a person?To sell funeral goods?

It's impossible!

Take a step back, even if he is selling funeral supplies.

However, although there have been accidents on the Trala tram before, its appearance and performance are still widely sought after.

As a Fortune [-] company, would it smash its own signboard for a small funeral shop?

Everything seems to point to another reason.

Changhong Funeral, Zhang Fan, can really tell the difference between life and death, and even curse people to death!

If this is the case, it would be too scary and dangerous!

Thinking of this, even if you believe in science again, colleagues will inevitably have some guesses.

"I said it was the fault of the evil sect. In the first barrage, he said he was careful to be punched to death, but he was really punched to death. The latter ones were similar."

"Could it be that this kid is a real death?"

"Is there a possibility that the kid is doing some sorcery at home, but he is actually the serial murderer?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the chief will come down and kick you in a while!"

"..."

"Cough, quiet."

Five minutes later, he interrupted everyone's discussion and took a document from the assistant.

After a brief glance, I am very satisfied.

I found out all the colors of the pants.

"The result has already come out, let Xiao Wang give you a brief talk."

Xiao Wang nodded in response, and took the document in his hand again:

"Zhang Fan, male, orphan, blood type O, 23 years old."

"Studying in Nancheng Qingyang Street Kindergarten, Qingyang Street Primary School, Qingyang Street Middle School, Qingyang Street High School, and... a college stay at home."

"Three years ago, I won a lottery with a bonus of 100 million. All of it was invested in Changhong Funeral."

"Since the store opened, it has not taken any funeral orders in two and a half years."

"From the night before to 5 minutes ago, he never left Nancheng."

"We also investigated his recent chat records, a total of 35, all of which have nothing to do with the accident."

"In addition, we also investigated the websites he recently browsed, including 9.1.com, Madou Video, Watermelon Media, Tao..."

"Stop, stop here!"

Xiao Shan glanced at him, snatched the document, and expressed his thoughts to everyone:

"Judging from the information we have so far, Zhang Fan has not left Qingyang Street recently, and the chat records have nothing to do with these accidents, which can almost rule out the possibility that he is the murderer."

"Changhong Funeral has been in business for two and a half years and has not had a single order. If Zhang Fan can really judge life and death, it is impossible for the business to be so bad."

"That is to say, the few accidents yesterday had nothing to do with his attention, and it is very likely to be a coincidence."

"However, this matter has been very popular recently on the Internet. We still need to briefly investigate what is going on, and then produce a notice. Netizens in the province have over-promoted it, causing panic."

"Do any of you have anything else to say?"

"..."

"If not, just investigate as I said, and come to me as soon as you find other discoveries."

Just when Xiao Shan was planning to pack up his things and leave.

His assistant Xiao Wang suddenly said: "Director, I still have a video I want to show everyone."

Chapter 16 This knight is too wicked!

"Ah."

Xiao Shan nodded, signaling the assistant to act on his own.

"This is a video posted by Zhang Fan yesterday afternoon. It was banned by the platform because of illegal content. Although many netizens took screenshots and reposted them, it was completely cleared this morning."

While explaining, the assistant projected the video on the big screen.

In the video, no one showed his face, only a dozen rows of funeral objects were neatly arranged at the door, and the shop was filled with funeral supplies such as flowers and coins.

"I heard people in the industry say that these paper-making people..."

"stop!"

The assistant was about to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Shan sharply.

"I'll say it again, scientific law enforcement, don't talk about these gods and ghosts with me."

"Old Liu, you clean up your affairs in the morning, take two team members in plain clothes to investigate in the store in the afternoon, and the meeting ends!"

Xiao Shan's attitude is very tough, he would rather believe that these are all coincidences than those mysterious things.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Shan walked away without looking back, and colleagues also went to their respective posts amidst discussions.

……

Qingyang Street.

It rained a little in the morning, and the air was very fresh.

As soon as Zhang Fan arrived at the entrance of the funeral shop, he saw Zhao Yong and Wang Kai had already opened the door, standing at the door smoking and chatting.

It was rare for the two of them to go to work so early. Zhang Fan greeted them with a smile, begged for a cigarette, and skillfully took out the lighter to light it.

"Boom~Boom~"

At this time, there was a sudden roar of an engine at the other end of the alley.

"Young people nowadays start bombing the streets early in the morning."

Zhao Yong took a sharp puff of cigarette, showing a serious face: "If I heard correctly... this is a four-cylinder car, the engine has abnormalities, the first row of screws of the cylinder head is all loose, and the cylinder head gasket is cracked, this kid will suffer. "

"Haha, you can really blow it." Wang Kai smiled slightly, and didn't take his words seriously.

However, Zhao Yong looked serious: "Really, I have repaired motorcycles before."

"Pull it down, you stole my letter."

"Really, I'll count down to three, and I'll definitely explode!"

Zhao Yong threw away the cigarette butt, and started the countdown in a serious manner.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

At the end of the countdown, a Horizon roared past the three of them, splashing water all over their bodies and extinguishing the cigarette butts.

Zhang Fan's face darkened immediately, and he said speechlessly, "Whose subordinate is this?"

"Hahaha, I don't know!"

Although Wang Kai was also wet, he laughed heartily, patted Zhao Yong on the shoulder and said, "Old Zhao, your countdown is accurate enough, didn't you mean the cylinder exploded?"

Zhao Yong scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "Maybe I got it wrong, but I really know how to repair motorcycles."

The three of them looked towards the alley at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the horizon has reached the entrance of the alley.

This speed is at least sixty.

On the road, this speed may not be a big deal.

But this is an alley!