[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

Sitting in the spacious classroom, Li Shi listened absent-mindedly to the professor's class and looked at his watch frequently. After seeing Rocker and Torres last night, Mo Xian decided to go with them today to find out about Nick the taxi driver. In class at ten o'clock, because of Mo Xian's time difference, he woke up at [-]:[-] am to watch the broadcaster's live broadcast - from a night owl to a good boy who went to bed early and woke up early, Mo Xian contributed a lot, and he saw them getting in the car and heading towards the New York Police Station Instead, I went to class just before getting off the car, and now I don't know where the live broadcast is going.

In the past, there were cached videos in the penguin group. If you can’t catch up, you can download the video and pull the progress bar to review, but since Ye Yushi deleted all the videos, there are no new high-definition videos. The quality of other people’s screen recordings is not good and it is easy to cause infringement. We can only communicate secretly in private. Recently, strict investigations have been made. If we miss the live broadcast, we have to rely on group news, posting forums, and word of mouth on Weibo.

However, he can't let the course go and just watch the live broadcast. He didn't come to the UK for postgraduate study to watch the live broadcast. If he doesn't take classes well, he will be sorry for his parents' tuition.You can't have both, people in their twenties, how could they not understand this truth, now they can only play the live broadcast first and concentrate on listening to the class.

In fact, when you do things with your heart, time passes quickly. In a blink of an eye, the two-hour class has passed. While buffering, the group of penguins swiped the 99 message. While waiting for the buffer, he pulled up the group, almost yelling out in surprise.

The broadcaster's live video was posted on her Weibo?Open to reprint but modification requires authorization?

All major video sites have created columns for her?

The number of fans of Mo Xian skyrocketed?

Unexpectedly, Li Shi didn't bother to refresh the app of the live broadcast platform, and scrolled up one message after another. This happened when Mo Xian was live broadcasting today. Many people in the group received Weibo messages at the same time. Look, I was surprised to find that Mo Xian’s Weibo has several more eight-hour videos, which are the live broadcast content of the last three days. The director who insists on sending her barrage every day, hoping to turn the live video into a drama, is crazy about joy , Posted several barrages in a row and was almost banned by the administrator No. [-], but he still got the authorization as he wished, and he is probably editing intensively at the moment.

Not only that, several major video sites also posted the original version and rough cut videos with some meaningless clips—riding in a car, waiting for someone, etc.—on their websites, and Weibo exploded. They haven’t noticed the difference between the time difference and the season of the broadcaster. They are only amazed at the micro-expression recognition method and ultra-high-definition picture quality of Letterman and the others. When they heard the name of the person in it, some people thought it was "Don't Lie to Me" fan videos, or unknown new dramas.And the video is as long as eight hours, which also made them miss some important information while dragging the progress bar.

Li Shi breathed a sigh of relief when he found the video on Weibo. Except for the meeting with Rocker yesterday that made the unintelligible onlookers shout "Good job", the other two days were "The broadcaster will show you the scenery of New York" and "The host will show you the scenery of New York". The Lord will take you to eat New York food", there is no case involved for the time being, although there are still curious viewers who click on the link of Mo Xian's Weibo profile and squat in the live broadcast room, but 60.00% of the viewers are on the sidelines of the eight-hour video, waiting for others to tell The deeds of this new Internet celebrity.

Even so, when Li Shi clicked on Mo Xian's live broadcast room, the number of viewers had increased by tens of thousands. On this hot topic, dozens of gleaming organization-certified big Vs disappeared, probably because the higher-ups didn't want to live broadcast Let the popularity of the room continue to grow. Think about it. If the headlines of #cia visit Huaguo Live Room# appeared in the news, Li Shi would feel a sense of unreality. However, with sharp eyes, he still glanced at the nearly 30 viewers. Considering the many viewers whose suffix is ​​hidden, even if the big V of the organization does not show up, someone still needs to be watching in real time in the live broadcast room.

While comparing the video of Mo Xian's live broadcast room, while following up the live broadcast, chatting with fellow penguins, and observing the barrage in the live broadcast room, Li Shi was so busy with his mobile phone in one hand that he stayed in the classroom. After counting for 10 minutes, the students in the next class began to enter the classroom, and he left in a hurry.

On the way back to the dormitory, Li Shi finally figured out the current situation of Mo Xian, because she was accused by the driver Nick of grabbing the steering wheel and causing a crash—very speechless, but also very effective—so she couldn’t appear in front of Nick for the time being, Mo Xian felt lingering fear, Afraid that her guess was true, and she didn't dare to hang around Nick who was a "suspected serial killer", she decided to visit the victim's friend Kelly with Torres and FBI Reynolds first, and Rocker volunteered to stay. Eric who came down to help Lakeman investigate the Zodiac case.

Kelly is a very manly girl, with a neat short haircut and wearing a simple black suit. When the car of the three of Mo Xian arrived at the door of Kelly's house, she was smoking on the balcony on the second floor. The overgrown lawn, smelling of grass and earth, was about to knock on the door, and immediately greeted lazily from the balcony, "Hello, are you here to find me?"

Mo Xian looked up following the voice of the words, the sun was shining directly from the side of the house, making her unable to open her eyes, she blocked the sun with her hand a little bit, only to see the gleaming earrings and face of the person upstairs in the sun. I can't see clearly.

She couldn't see clearly, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't have the interference of light, [What a handsome girl,] this barrage was the voice of all female audiences, [I don't know if there are any female votes? ] [[-]-word lily essay in mind. ] [Blog host, hold on, don't bend! ]

[Is this filming a drama?Will this girl be the main character?If yes, I will follow. ] [I was so handsome that I couldn't close my legs. ] It's a pity that Mo Xian doesn't care about the life-long happiness of the viewers in the live broadcast room. She listened to Torres who stood in the shadow cast by the house and asked first, "Excuse me, are you accusing the taxi driver Nick of assaulting your friend Serena?" Kelly?", immediately aware that the microexpression genius was establishing baseline questions in his very first sentence.

"It's me," Kelly slowly exhaled a smoke ring under the slanting sunlight, "Wait, I'll open the door."

Kelly lives in Queens, New York City, close to the Long Island Railroad. Housing prices are cheaper than Manhattan, but not much cheaper. She can own a single-family villa here, which can be said to be the upper middle class in the United States. A well-educated family should not lie in front of the police.

In fact, she stated that her good friend Serena was raped by the driver Nick, and because Serena had a shadow on this matter, she entrusted her to come forward. According to her confession, Serena was taken to Washington by the driver at night for fun. A certain corner of the Northeast District was violated. After the incident, the victim wrote down the license plate number of the taxi. Because it was too late and the street lights were unclear, he only wrote down the last four digits and letters. When Serena saw this on TV When she got into a small car accident, she recalled her previous experience and was surprised to find that the last four digits of Nick's taxi were exactly the same as she remembered, so she called the police.

The victim is a New Yorker, the taxi driver Nick lives in Washington, and Washington, D.C. is under the jurisdiction of the federal government, so the case was investigated by the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI).

Kelly poured tea for the four people sitting on the knitted cushions of the sofa, and Mo Xian looked at her and the living room habitually. The decoration of the living room was mainly white and gray, the walls were painted white, the beige sofa, the gray and white cushions, and the black carpet , Even the teapot and teacups are white porcelain, and Kelly is also a white shirt and a small black suit.

However, in this simple living room, Mo Xian noticed that something was wrong. First of all, the knitted sofa cushion sitting under the buttocks was knitted with orange, red and black floral flowers, and the porcelain white vase on the table was placed Pink carnations, the photo lens, background, and light on the photo wall are very elegant, and they are arranged in a correct diamond shape, but there are a few photos that are obviously amateurish.

Mo Xian's eyes turned around Kelly's face, and found that she had no trace of lying, so he thought about something wrong with Kelly's house. If he didn't know that this was a single-family villa, and Kelly didn't have a man. Friends, she almost thought that there were two people living in this house...

Wait, two people?

When Torres asked a question repeatedly, Kelly showed impatient intention to see off the guests—asking the same question repeatedly is also a lie detector method—Mo Xian put the teacup in the middle of the white table. Pushing, asking the direction of the bathroom with a shy smile, after her interruption, the original stalemate relaxed a little, Kelly pointed to the left, drank the tea, leaned back on the sofa, folded her arms ——Clear blocking and repulsion——Looking at the teacup, cutting off eye contact, it means that the conversation has come to an end. It is just because of Mo Xian's physical needs that he has not offered to see off the guests for the time being.

In the bathroom, on the white marble sink, Mo Xian wrapped his fingers with his clothes, and carefully opened the mirror door. On the shelf behind the mirror, there were two white porcelain cups and two toothbrushes standing upright. You don’t need to look at the rest , Mo Xian can be sure that there are two people living in Kelly's house, and the other must be her friend Serena.

[The broadcaster is getting more and more sixty,] Some viewers suddenly felt a sense of loss when they saw this, [The broadcaster was full of flaws during the first live broadcast, and now he is simply a little detective. Turn around and look at yourself [I will cry if I talk too much]] ["How to Make a Detective"] [I seem to be watching a rising star in the criminal investigation world. ][It's too exaggerated, you guys, anyone who is careful can do it, everyone, don't preach, don't flatter, after all, our family is an Internet celebrity, we must pay attention to our image. ] What the hell is an Internet celebrity!Mo Xian, who caught a glimpse of this barrage, closed the mirror door indifferently. She put on her makeup in front of the mirror, and walked out of the bathroom. At a glance, the people sitting on the sofa were silent, as if they were about to leave when she came back.

"Wait a minute," Mo Xian sat back in his seat and smiled at Kelly. The smile was so bright that Kelly suddenly felt uneasy. "What else do you want?" She asked in a bad tone.

"I think we need to meet Serena," Mo Xian said with a gentle smile, "Some testimony needs to be reconfirmed."

Seeing the smiling face of the podcaster, Li Shi, who was half lying in his warm dormitory, suddenly felt that the windows were not closed too tightly, allowing the cold wind to blow in, and the podmaster of the penguin colony spoke the truth in a rare way, "When the host smiled like that, I felt like she was planning something."

It's a pity that Kelly doesn't have such keen observation skills as them. She waved her hand impatiently, "If you want to see Serena, go see her. It's none of my business." When she was speaking, her left shoulder moved slightly, and Mo Xian and Torres caught at the same time.

Shrugging one shoulder, she was extremely unconfident in her words, which meant that she was lying.

"Of course it's none of your business," Mo Xian put away his smile, and pointed to the photo wall and sofa cushions with a serious expression, "Serena lives here, doesn't she?"

"I advise you to be honest," Reynolds showed his FBI ID at the right time, threatening her, "If you refuse, we will send police officers to stand by your door 24 hours a day, whether you go to work or buy groceries. There are people following, and you'd better confirm that you bought one for one person, if it's for two, we have sufficient reasons to apply for a search warrant, I think, this is not what you want, right?"

After repeated attacks, Kelly finally showed fatigue and raised the white flag to surrender. She gave Mo Xian a look, got up and led the way, and sent the three of them to the second floor, repeatedly telling them not to ask any specific details about the incident until they waited. It was only after Kelly entered the room and informed Serena that she understood what she meant.

Different from Kelly's boyishness, Serena is a completely frightened little girl. The curtains in her room are all drawn, even if the sun is shining outside, it is still dark inside. The little bear sat on the bed blankly, as if immersed in nightmare memories and couldn't extricate himself.

Torres sympathized with her, and Mo Xian could see that Torres' eyebrows sank, his lips were tightly closed, and they were pursed together.

This is not good. If you want to investigate the truth, you must not let your emotions interfere with you. Mo Xian still remembers what Letterman once told her. Emotional tendencies can blind people’s eyes and misinterpret the meaning of expressions. It seems that this interrogation, Torres was useless.

Feeling that he had won a small game, Mo Xian smiled and said kindly to Serena, "Hello, I am Mo Xian, we are here to help you."

"The broadcaster's acting skills are getting better and better." Watching Serena tentatively answering a few routine questions, the old fans in the penguin group all sighed, "This level, Xiaohua in the entertainment industry can't match it."

"I don't know why, but I always think it's going to be bad," said Yan Li, a mystery novelist. His novel style is deeply influenced by Japanese reasoning works, and he pays attention to describing psychology and portraying human nature. Can see things that others don't notice at a glance, "Do you see that, the host is very competitive."

"That's right, Mo Xian's education level is very high," a group member with the suffix "teacher" answered, "Generally, people who do well in exams have a competitive heart."

"Well, the broadcaster was a little angry when Letterman compared Torres, but it should be more of a joke." Han Jiangxue also joined in the discussion after class, "Torres' performance is very good, you Think that made her competitive?" As she spoke, she recalled the plot characters of the show "Lie to Me", "Speaking of it, Torres did have a bit of an emotional first season." If Torres In comparison, Mo Xian appears to lack sympathy. This is not a big problem. When asking the parties, it is indeed wrong to be emotional, but what Yan Li is worried about is the psychological state of the broadcaster. He is worried about the emotional Toller. Si will accuse Mo Xian of being indifferent, and worry that Mo Xian will go into a dead end. She is still in the tail of puberty. Anyone who has taken a physiology class knows that due to the influence of hormones, adolescent boys and girls tend to go to extremes. Not coming back, not to mention that Mo Xian already has character flaws and is more sensitive to this issue.

Yan Li can notice that the researchers who are squatting in the live broadcast room and have studied psychology can naturally. They sighed and sent this message to the General Staff Headquarters that handled the video incident on Weibo. Mo Xian posted the past on Weibo. The act of live streaming video greatly increased their workload—following her live streaming is like chasing serial novels, a few chapters are missing in the middle, and they can’t connect later, which often makes some viewers feel tired or even give up, but she posted the video Going to Weibo greatly facilitated the viewers who missed the live broadcast and gave them a chance to make up for it.What the General Staff has to do and has been doing is to minimize the influence of the Moxian live broadcast room, which has exhausted the relevant departments.

However, no matter how anxious other things are, they are not as important as Mo Xian's physical and mental health. In response to this emergency, Staff Officer Chen had to put aside his cover-up and summoned a dozen or so psychology professors and counselors who were always on hand. Watching the live broadcast nervously, he kept looking through dozens of filings in the files in his hand.

"Can you tell me," Mo Xian asked softly as he slowly walked up to Serena through a few simple questions, "What happened that day?"

Serena's body trembled, Kelly wanted to step forward, but Reynolds stopped her with one hand, and Torres on the other side of the room also kept his eyes on Serena's face, paying attention to her expression all the time.

Under Mo Xian's gentle but firm gaze, Serena hugged the little bear and said intermittently, "That day, I'm sorry, I don't remember what day it was."

"It's okay," Mo Xian smiled.

"I'm going back to the hotel," Serena's eyes rolled to the left, "it's late, I called a taxi," her body trembled, "I'm sitting in the back, sleepy, I want to sleep, but I want to I'll be at the hotel soon, I..." She closed her eyes tightly and shut her mouth to suppress the sound of crying. This is real sadness, and her story is true.

Torres couldn't stand it anymore, she approached a little closer, trying to make Mo Xian stop, but Mo Xian stopped her coldly, and continued to ask, "What happened next?"

"He held me down," Serena's tears flowed down her cheeks onto the little bear, "He, he took off his pants, he..."

Under Torres' angry stare, Mo Xian seemed to find a little sympathy. She held Serena's hand and patted it comfortingly, "Everything is over, don't be afraid, he can no longer hurt you gone."

Serena cried and nodded, buried her face in the bear doll, her shoulders twitched, Mo Xian put her left hand on her wrist pulse, and her right hand patted her shoulder comfortingly, softly said, "Last question, Dear Serena, is the license plate number of the taxi driver who offended you, the last four digits, 8sij?"

Serena is really not a good liar. Her face was still buried on the bear, her voice raised, and she repeated in a crying voice, "The last four digits of the driver's license plate number? It's 8sij, I'm sure."

It's a pity that her pulse, which was beating regularly, suddenly beat violently at this moment. Mo Xian looked complicated, retracted his hands, nodded apologetically towards Kelly, whose patience was about to reach the limit, and left Serena's room first.

"What are you doing?" Torres took the lead when he got into the car of FBI Reynolds, "Don't you see how painful she is?"

"We're here to find the truth." Mo Xian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, buckled up her seat belt. She spoke with a sense of unconscious superiority, as if looking down on Torres' eyes blinded by sympathy. "We're not here to be a philanthropist." , are you right, Mr. Reynolds."

"Yes," Reynolds turned the steering wheel with both hands, looked in the rearview mirror, and made a beautiful turn into the driveway, merging into traffic, "I'm more concerned about what clues you got."

"Her grief is real," said Torres in the back row, still in a tone of voice. "She was indeed raped by a taxi driver."

"But when it comes to the license plate number, she lied," Mo Xian continued, "I suspect that she didn't see the license plate number at all, and just deliberately fabricated one—"

"I didn't see it," Torres retorted immediately. "I didn't see her face. I wouldn't substitute my guesses for facts."

"The fact is," Mo Xian also became angry, "her pulse rate increased significantly, she is lying."

"Excitement can also cause the pulse to beat too fast, which doesn't explain anything," Torres raised his lips, his eyebrows drooped, and his facial features moved closer to the center of his face. Mo Xian laughed when he saw this expression in the rearview mirror , "You should really hide your disgust, dear Torres, I will not sympathize with a person who lies to divert the attention of the police."

"Ok, ok," Reynolds would throw up his hands in surrender—if he hadn't held the steering wheel, "let's go find Letterman, shall we? Let's go find him and stop arguing."

Mo Xian raised the corner of her right lip slightly, "You're right, Reynolds," she glanced at the angry Torres in the rearview mirror again, "Although I still insist on my own opinion."