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The community where He Yunqi lives is less than six kilometers southwest of the city center.

The house was bought by He's parents to collect rent.After the only son in the family graduated from college and planned to start his own business, the real estate certificate came to him naturally.

Ji Chen obviously didn't visit other people's homes very often. From the moment he entered the house, he seemed very restrained.Probably the atmosphere of other people's homes is not as familiar as that of my own one-third of an acre of land.In He Yunqi's eyes, Ji Chen at this moment is like a kitten strayed into an unfamiliar territory. Although he tried his best to appear calm and calm, he still couldn't hide the tension and uneasiness emanating from his body.

"You're welcome, I'm the only one in this house, and an elder will not suddenly appear and ask you how many points you scored in the final exam." He Yunqi turned on the light, took off his backpack for him, walked straight to the dining room, and put the bag away. Sitting on the chair: "See where you feel comfortable, find a place to sit down first, just like your own home."

Once in an unfamiliar environment, Ji Chen almost turned the corner. Instead of staying in the restaurant, he carried his backpack again and moved to the corner of the sofa in the living room.When He Yunqi came out of the kitchen with a drink, he saw him huddled in a corner like a child, without slippers on his feet, digging through the documents in the bag and checking them one by one.

"Wear some shoes anyway. The last time I mopped the floor was a week ago." The drink was placed on the table, and the slippers were placed on the floor. Although the slippers were plush for winter, they were better than Ren Jichen's bare feet.

When he approached, the tense body of the person curled up at the corner of the sofa obviously relaxed, and the materials in his hand also flattened out a lot.He Yunqi pulled a pillow from the other side of the sofa, with extremely smooth movements, and stuffed it into Ji Chen's arms without saying a word.It would be strange to keep the distance apart, so it would be more natural to just sit side by side with him.

He really didn't expect that this little ghost would show off his power when he went out to catch ghosts, and he would be so nervous when he got along with people in a new environment.

The two preliminarily screened for a while, and threw most of the useless materials aside. In the end, only three consecutive materials were selected. The black and white printed papers were all Weibos that seemed to be related, and most of those Weibos were posted on Between August 8.15th and August [-]th.So this goes back to the most critical [-] incident.

What the hell happened that day?He Yunqi picked up a pen to circle the date, and scratched Ji Chen's unlocked tablet to search.Tong Yunranye's Weibo mentioned the deceased, which must be a big deal. In this era where even trivial things can cause heated discussions on the Internet, it is inevitable that there will be no news about a murder case.

The news page slowly unfolded, and countless news spewed out.He Yunqi never thought that so many things could happen in the world in just 24 hours in one day.He patiently read one by one, rejoicing that his ability to see ten lines at a glance when he was studying has not been completely wasted.

"The famous singer Zhang Hua held a wedding, the well-known writer Wang Chuan gave birth to a son, and the chairman of Guangyao Group, Li Yaoming, suffered a myocardial infarction during the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and was out of danger after rescue..." He Yunqi swiped all the way down, sighing: "This Birth, old age, sickness and death are all together in one day."

"Here." With a sip of tea in his mouth, Ji Chen stretched out his hand, the lotus root-like arm circled He Yunqi's elbow, and quickly clicked on the screen, a news interface was loaded immediately When they came out, the big black characters on the title caught their eyes.

"A young woman was brutally murdered after get off work late at night, and the suspect was captured by nearby residents"

"At 8:15 p.m. on August 35th, the Jiangbei District Public Security Bureau received a report from the masses that a homicide occurred near a residential area on Binhe East Road. A woman died on the spot. And cooperate with the transfer to the public security organs. The case is currently under trial."

"It is reported that the victim (Bai) was a white-collar worker of a company in the nearby International Trade Building. When the incident happened, he was on his way home from get off work. The criminal suspect (Song) confessed that he and Bai were colleagues. After work that day, Song proposed Bai was sent home, but Bai refused. Unwilling, Song secretly followed Bai to the vicinity of Binhe East Road. Bai discovered his stalking behavior and shouted in panic. Song was worried. Attracting others, he cut his throat with a fruit knife and killed Bai."

"Currently the suspect Song has been detained pending trial."

In just a few lines, a girl's life has been frozen, which is embarrassing.

Could Tongyun Ranye's Weibo be related to this incident?From August 8.15, most of the content on this popular blogger's Weibo related to the [-] incident.Late at night, a young girl, a man whom she has a crush on... How could the blood in this place not attract Liu Yajun, who is keen on hot spots?The man's complacent tone echoed in He Yunqi's mind.

——The heat can be realized, and the heat is everything.

For the sake of popularity, how far can he go?

He had already deleted that Weibo, and now it was obviously impossible for him to restore the data in the backend. Liu Yajun's natural oily aura made it impossible for him to apologize for the wrong thing he did.

"I have to make some statements..."

"Ten years of excellent education have given me the ability to think independently..."

"Everyone should have a mature sense of right and wrong..."

The seemingly apologetic statement actually did not admit a single word of error from beginning to end.In the era of information explosion, everyone's attention time limit is limited. The daily hot news is like a tide, coming in vigorously and vigorously, and then leaving the field of vision vigorously. After more than two weeks, the God of Forgotten should exert his power.

On August [-], what happened to Tongyun Ranye?

"It's impossible to restore the data if I don't, and I don't want his Weibo account, disgusting." Ji Chen didn't seem to find anything in Liu Yajun's Weibo, and he took out one from his pocket. As soon as the candy was stuffed into his mouth, his right cheek bulged slightly, his eyes fixed on the candy paper in his hand, and he thought for a while: "Yes."

"what?"

"Tongyun Ranye's popularity is high, the popularity is high, the personality is perfect, he can touch any hot spot, rub on everything, it is absolutely impossible not to get his shoes wet. There will definitely be people who hate him on Weibo." Ji Chen said The tablet was snatched back, and the English input method was selected in the input box, and a few letters were briskly pressed, and the search button was pressed.

All of a sudden, more Weibo popped up than those who simply searched for the full name, and they filled the whole screen. , Those who directly dragged their families and brought their mouths to scold, how ugly and ugly the words are.

Mr. He, who is half elderly, really doesn't understand this kind of Internet ecology. He looked at Ji Chen suspiciously, and asked humbly, "What is this...a customary rule?"

"Weibo is like this. If you type out your full name, you will be found by people who search for keywords. The blogger Tongyun Ranye is very interesting. He is an intellectual woman, highly educated, very broad-minded, and quiet every day. Self-restraint, calm and objective... But just now I searched for the word 'Tongyun' in his Weibo, and found that there are nearly [-] related Weibos, all of which are..." At this point, Ji Chen paused , handed over the phone, and the screen was densely packed, all of which were reposted by Tong Yunran Ye who scolded him.

"What is this for... Reposting comments that hate me?" He Yunqi was shocked. Not only did this person know that others hated him, but he also took the initiative to repost the Weibo that mentioned him, and what he said when he reposted it didn't look like it. The explanation is just repeating some car wheel words like "the clean is cleared".

"It's called hanging up." Ji Chen withdrew his hand, the candy ball in his mouth was pushed to the other side by his tongue, and the cheeks he was looking at also swelled.A contemptuous laugh came out of his nose, and the boy's gaze became even more indifferent: "It seems to be explaining, but in fact it is just using the power of fans to suppress those who are dissatisfied with him and dare to speak out."

This red cloud and dyed leaves has long been unable to stand up as a character. I really don't know who can pay attention to him for so long, and still believe his nonsense, and even regard it as a standard.Clicking on the few Weibos that he reposted, most of the comment areas have been taken over by fans, and what's more, all kinds of private information of the bloggers were attacked, and the smog was unsightly.

"Chenchen...do you often play Weibo? This place looks scary, no one scolds you, right?"

"Ah... no, because I only forwarded the lottery draw." To prove what he said was true, Ji Chen switched the interface to his own Weibo page, and handed him the phone.

There are only twelve fans in total, and not many people follow, and most of the content on Weibo is only forwarded, and there are very few original content.The few remaining microblogs are all random thoughts such as "It's so hot today, I'm sleepy", "It's cold and I want to sleep".If this can be scolded, it may be that he has really encountered a mental illness.

"Twelve fans, it's still very powerful."

"It's all about selling movies, isn't it great?" Ji Chen smiled, took his phone back, picked up his tablet again, and searched for clues in the pile of Weibo that insulted Tong Yunran Ye, his gaze followed Sliding up and down with his fingers, he could only take the mobile phone and input the English abbreviation like he did just now, and searched together with him.

I have to say that trying to find something on the information-exploding Weibo is really tiring.Just the abbreviation for the entire month of September has already caused their fingers to cramp.Does a popular blogger have as many fans as he has black fans?When will this be turned over... Just as He Yunqi was planning to type in a few more keywords to look up without a teacher, the person sitting next to him suddenly straightened his back and raised the tablet a little bit, Loudly said: "Here! Found it!"

He Yunqi hurriedly poked his head over and almost bumped into Ji Chen.

The one who used the abbreviation was a blogger named "Tong Yun Ran Ye Human Blood Steamed Buns Delicious". This name was probably misspelled on purpose. After all, Liu Yajun's method of searching for keywords and then reposting people to start violence has been perfected. If you don't guard against him, I'm afraid you will be scolded bloody by his followers.

"A young girl who worked hard and lived a serious life was killed by a pervert on the way home from work. Could it be her fault! What is Tyry thinking? Even if the girl did something wrong, she shouldn't pay with her life Standing on the commanding heights of morality and pointing fingers at the victims, how righteous are you? Do you really think that when you delete Weibo, others will not remember what you said and did? The Internet has memory! You will be punished sooner or later !@水面清圆圆圆妈妈Good go, there will be no more human scum and blood-sucking maggots in heaven! [Candle][Candle]”

This Weibo has nine pictures in a row, each with a note, the big characters of the note are very bright red, and the end of each sentence is an exclamation point, which is enough to feel the anger of the person who made the picture when he wrote the note Mood.The two zoomed in on the pictures one by one and read them bit by bit, before they finally understood what the deleted Weibo was.

On the second day after the deceased's death, Tongyun Ranye released a screenshot of a private message.It was the young girl who died tragically on Hebin East Road who took the initiative to send a private message.

The little girl is probably in love. She received a precious gift that she never dared to imagine. It is unknown what this gift is, maybe it is jewelry, or a gift like clothes. The girl was flattered by the gift, and she didn't know who to tell, so she chose the confidant sister she admired the most on the Internet as the object of confidance.

She took out a secret that puzzled her, and gave it to a stranger she trusted without reservation.And this stranger, not only did not help her keep the secret, but even published her secret on the Internet before her bones were still cold.

Tongyun Ranye raised his arms and shouted on the Weibo post he had deleted——

"If you are not sure you can accept other people's emotions, don't accept expensive gifts. It is very regrettable and sad that a young girl has lost her life. I hope all sisters can learn from this, the world is dangerous , Staying away from right and wrong is the truth.”

The knife that has secretly lost its edge has appeared.

On the virtual Internet, Liu Yajun created a supreme goddess.The goddess stood on the top of the mountain, with millions of fans under her feet.When the goddess waved her hand, the believers shouted long live three times.The goddess nodded, and the believers danced.The Goddess pulled a poor girl covered in blood out of the grave, knocked out the bones and sucked the marrow, and the believers immediately turned their guns on her, who was dying, and shouted loudly: "So that's how it is! That's how it is! You are not a good person either! No wonder You are the one who died!"

Behind the cold account is a heart that is colder than the account.

He Yunqi shuddered, he hesitated for a moment, and clicked on the Weibo page of @水面清圆圆圆.

After a brief jump box, he came to the homepage of this dead account.The last Weibo was updated on August [-]th, and a Weibo with a picture of a cute kitten was forwarded.When the girl retweeted, she left a string of red and beating hearts, expressing her love for the kitten as best she could.

—Love for this world.

But who would have thought that just two days later, in the dark night, that flash of sharpness made her shadow disappear without a trace in this world.