[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

"How is Operation Squid going?" Staff Officer Chen sat at his desk, the black curtain behind him was drawn tightly, and the incandescent lamp gave off a soft light. He pulled out a document from a drawer, and motioned for him to sit down, " Take it easy, we'll just chat and get to know a little bit about you."

"Yes, yes, yes," Guan San is not someone who has never seen the world, but this is the first time he has entered the Intelligence Analysis Bureau of the General Staff. It seems that his voice trembled a little at first, but then it became more and more fluent, "It's like this, I first selected 20 anchors with fans in the range of 30 to [-] on the live broadcast platform, and the proportion of male and female is five to five. Open, Yi’er’s cover-up—oh no, the first step of Operation Squid worked well. According to our background data, from yesterday to today, the form of live broadcast visits to the crew has attracted about [-] viewers, most of whom are fans of celebrities. The specific data Well, in your hands, if you add some marketing means, this number can go up again."

"What's the status of the target's live broadcast room?" Staff Officer Chen pondered.

"Ah, there are still 17 followers. Regarding reducing the number of followers, we are considering using the reason of the website to clear all the followers of this group of people. The specific plan is in the document."

Seeing the person behind the desk nodding with a satisfied expression, Guan San dared to ask, "May I ask what's next?"

"Don't worry, wait for our next order," Staff Officer Chen closed the document, "You have done a good job."

"It's all taught well by the leaders," Guan San heaved a sigh of relief as he flattered him unfamiliarly.

After reporting on various tasks, he came out of the bureau, and almost forgot to ask the front desk for the briefcase that was taken away during the security check. As he walked out, he patted his chest with lingering fear, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

He walked into the parking lot, sat in his car, and started the car without rushing to leave. He turned on the air conditioner in the car, and blew cold air on his body. Even if he was relieved, while laughing at the embarrassment just now in his heart, he also excused himself. Any ordinary person would go through security checks, body searches, and deal with the most mysterious intelligence agency personnel in Huaguo under the watchful eyes of policemen with guns. So overwhelmed, his performance has been calculated.

They seem to want to take advantage of Mo Xian's absence to clear away all the viewers in her studio?Recalling the conversation just now, Guan San slowly felt a slight inclination, but the Weibo fans did not move—it seemed strange that he wanted to separate Weibo from the live broadcast room.

But he just needs to do his job well, put down the three-hand brake, step on the clutch to the bottom, push the gear lever into first gear, look in the rearview mirror, drive the car smoothly out of the parking space, and leave the parking space in one breath. field.

Not far away, the policeman who watched him leave took the walkie-talkie from his waist, "The target left the parking lot."

"Received," an intelligence officer relayed in Staff Officer Chen's office, "he's gone."

Staff Officer Chen let out a "hmm" and took out a document from the second drawer. He was about to open it, hesitated for a moment, and put it back again. Experts have summarized the results of the report after studying Mo Xian’s live video, and there are priorities. Before I know whether Mo Xian will continue to live broadcast, this document seems to be less important than other plans.

"Xiao Li, um, are the negotiations still deadlocked?" Staff Officer Chen asked the intelligence personnel in the office who conveyed the news.

This little Li hurriedly responded, "Yeah, seeing that the target is gone, I don't know if she will come back, so..." At this point, he asked again in puzzlement, "Since she might not Will come back, why do you have to arrange these actions? If she doesn't show up again, what's the point of what we do?"

"Many things in this world are meaningless," Staff Officer Chen thumped his shoulder, showing a trace of fatigue, and said with a pun, "But if we don't do it, there is no hope."

Even so, after reading a few documents and reports, he still couldn't help pulling out the "Report on the Possibility of Live Streaming by the Broadcaster" at the top of the drawer, opened it several times, and read the familiar text:… …The broadcaster has two sources of help, one is the existence that helps her to travel through, and the other is the audience in the live broadcast room, including the inherent audience (the company is being established) and other organizations. Therefore, this report boldly speculates that when the broadcaster encounters There is a 70.00% probability that I will initiate a live broadcast of the difficulties that I cannot overcome...

It's just, how long will they wait for "difficulties that they cannot overcome"?

While a group of people were looking forward to Mo Xian's return, and a group of people were preparing to take her place, she was holding a steaming coffee cup from the island police station in both hands, sitting absent-mindedly on the soft leather sofa in the reception hall of the police station From time to time, she glanced in. Because of the unclear suspicion and her young age, she could only sit quietly outside and wait for news from her sister, which made her very discouraged. I won't run all the way here, it would be nice to sleep on the bed for a while.

But if she didn't come, she wouldn't be able to see the dispute between Beichuan and Iwai, and she wouldn't know that Beichuan lied in front of the police.He nodded and admitted that he was the last person to see Mizuno—of course, Mo Xian didn’t expose it immediately, lest he would become angry and insist that he was wrong, and would startle the snake—that is to say, he left the baseball club at [-]:[-] and went to Class A I met with Mizuno and went back at [-]:[-].

No, even though the baseball club's morning practice is not far from the teaching building, it takes seven or eight minutes to go back and forth. Even if he trots all the way, he can't kill and remove the corpse in just 8 minutes, unless there is a problem with his absence time .

Moreover, why did Beichuan quarrel with the deceased's best friend Iwai?They don't usually know each other well, and they haven't seen any intersection between the two of them except Kitano.

When Mo Xian couldn't figure it out, her cell phone rang suddenly, which was extremely harsh in the quiet reception hall. She hurriedly took out her cell phone, and saw that it was from Panasonic at the same table, and answered the call, " Matsushita-san, what's the matter?"

"It's like this." The other party's environment is a bit noisy, and the sound of car horns can still be heard, "The weather is very good today, I would like to ask you if you want to go shopping, I found a very delicious sushi restaurant, let's go eat together !"

shop?She hasn't been shopping since she was involved in the case, but it doesn't matter to go out to relax now, counting the time, she promised, "Okay, where shall we meet?"

After deciding on the time and place, Mo Xian put away his mobile phone, just in time to see the young detective Asada escorting his sister out graciously. From the distance between their bodies and the direction of Asada’s toes, he smiled and blinked his true feelings, and Mo Xian understood from the bottom of his heart. "Oh~", I immediately understood where my sister's information about the Mizuno case came from.

Speaking of which, being able to enter the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in his 20s-although Mo Xian doesn't understand the way of promotion in the island country, but think about it with the experience of the country-Asada detective must have a deep background, even though his He doesn't look handsome, but with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks upright and awe-inspiring. Compared with Maureen's ex-boyfriend Yamajima-kun who shrinks back despite his handsome behavior, he is simply a step higher.

Looking at her shoulder-length black hair, wearing a black skirt and white coat, she looked very elegant and intellectual, Mo Xian raised the corners of her lips, stood up and greeted her, "Sister, Asada-kun."

"Hello, Mosang," probably because the thought just now affected her, Mo Xian always felt that Asada's attitude towards her was extraordinarily friendly, so she asked what she didn't intend to ask, "Mr. Asada, when I came, I saw Beichuan Jun and Iwai-san are arguing outside, can I ask what they are doing?"

"This," Asada hesitated for a while, stood at the door of the reception hall, looked back, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I told Mo——" Mo?Mo Xian immediately caught this title.

In the island country, it is very impolite to call the surname without the honorific title "Sang", "Jun" and "Jiang". Only close friends can directly call the surname without the suffix, while family members, husband and wife and friends who have a particularly good relationship can be called by their first names. , if my sister and Asada are not very familiar, he should have called her sister Mosang, but now he just calls her "Mo".

"—Because Mr. Beichuan came here," Hearing this, Mo Xian listened intently, "He admitted that he had seen Kitano-san before she died, and he kept silent because he was afraid of being suspected of being a murderer. I couldn’t bear the condemnation of conscience without solving the case, and came to confess, and provided an important clue. As for Iwai-san, she may have met Kitagawa-kun halfway, but we will pay attention to what you said.”

"What clue?" Mo Xian asked hastily, being glared at by his sister, he lowered his head in embarrassment and didn't speak. Asada revealed the clue to her, one of the suspects, it should take a lot of risk, so it's better not to embarrass him, anyway, there will be a sister sooner or later can figure it out.

"It's not something that needs to be kept secret." Seeing Mo Xian drooping his head, Asada comforted with a smile, "You will know soon."

The attitude of this detective is not bad, Mo Xian bowed understandingly, "Thank you Asada-kun," and said to Maureen, "Matsushita San asked me to go shopping, it's not far away, it's 10:30 now, It's almost dinner time, and I have to do it myself when I go back, do you want to eat something nearby?"

From the corner of the eye, she noticed that Asada's eyes lit up, and Mo Xiangong retired obediently and left. The place she had made an appointment with Panasonic was indeed near the police station. She walked alone under the scorching sun for five or six minutes, and then saw Panasonic at the police station. A drink shop beckoned to her through the glass window, with a mobile phone in hand, Mo Xian walked into this simple Japanese-style drink shop, ordered a cup of matcha latte, and sat on the tatami opposite Panasonic to wait for her drink .

"Mo Sang," Panasonic put his arms on the low table, excitedly called up the chat history from the chat software line, and handed the phone to Mo Xian, "Class B, Class C and Class D are united, and we will be in the academy Jishang is preparing for a room escape game, and even specially applied for an abandoned small building to set up the venue, I really want to play it!"