[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

On Sunday afternoon, as soon as Mo Xian got the copy of the surveillance video from his sister, he immediately got into his room, and he didn't show up in the living room until dinner time with a tired face.

"Are you okay?" Maureen, wearing a Doraemon apron, brought up the last plate of yellow-orange corn fried meat, wiped her hands on the apron and touched her sister's forehead, "You don't have a fever?"

"It's all right," Mo Xian picked up the chopsticks and said to his sister with a smile.

Although the two surveillance videos add up to four hours and 10 minutes from 20:[-] to [-]:[-], Mo Xian obviously can't follow the progress bar to watch directly. Some screens have as many as [-] people appearing, and she needs to repeat Replay, freeze frame, replay, in some pictures, the student's face is covered by other people, she needs to switch the angle of another surveillance video to the same position of the progress bar to view, this is not only a mental task, but also a physical effort live.

Sitting in front of the computer for more than three hours, Mo Xian's waist is sore and her legs hurt, and she has to walk around the room from time to time to relax and relax, which delays a lot of time, so when she comes down in the afternoon, she only sees the The video lasted almost an hour until [-]:[-], and Kitano entered the campus at exactly [-] o'clock. She was wearing a school uniform, bouncing and jumping. Compared with the corpse that fell in the flower bed, she was so alive. Watching her disappear into the campus At the door, Mo Xian sighed, knowing that this would be her last video data. From this moment on, the name Mizuno Mika did not refer to herself, but a string of bloody memories hidden deep in her memory.

In this short one-hour video, more than 100 people entered the school by visual inspection, most of them were club members of different grades who needed morning exercises, tennis club, badminton club, volleyball club, baseball club, choir... Some of them were one When people enter the school gate, some enter in groups of twos and threes. After seeing a lot, Mo Xian finds that usually when entering the school alone, they are expressionless, wondering what they are thinking, while those who walk with friends are mostly happy and smiling—— —Even if it was a disguise, this discovery made her investigation much faster.

In the more than one-hour video, she found two students and a teacher. After the man dressed as the teacher greeted another male teacher, his eyebrows sank for a moment, his lips tightened, and he was obviously angry, afraid of grievances. It’s not small—fortunately, the school has sufficient funds, and even the monitors are high-definition, and you can clearly see the expressions on the faces of the people entering and leaving—it seems to have nothing to do with Mizuno’s case, but just in case, Mo Xian still put him Take the screenshot and put it in an encrypted folder. Write the name of the screenshot file as the time of entering the school gate as [-]:[-].

There were also two high school students, one of whom behaved normally and did not show any inappropriate expressions, but Mo Xian's intuition told her that there was something wrong with this female student, maybe it was her walking posture?It may also be the look in the eyes when greeting people. In short, she still took a screenshot of the female student and named the file [-].

Another student was more suspicious. He and Mizuno almost entered the school gate. The most important point is that he was wearing a hat and kept his head down. The monitor could not capture his face, and he was not wearing a school uniform. , does not seem to be a student of the school.Noticing his difference, Mo Xian's eyes lit up, took a screenshot of him, and marked the time as "seven o'clock".

With these three screenshots, Mo Xian felt that today's task was successfully completed. After dinner, he relaxed and watched TV on the sofa in the living room. He didn't want to go back to his room to ponder over the surveillance video again. My sister went to the study to handle company affairs. Listening to the noisy voices from the TV, I suddenly thought of the audience in the live broadcast room.

She straightened up and swiped to Weibo, just in time to see the comment about "Yi'er" who was pushed to the top. When she first saw it, she was annoyed at first, and then felt a little disappointed. She simply turned off the screen of her phone and continued to go to the sofa He leaned back, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

What, someone actually tried to replace me, she pursed her lips aggrievedly, and felt helpless, if she did not continue the live broadcast, as time went by, more and more people would definitely forget her, this "Yi'er" Appearing, just showed this situation in front of her a long time in advance.

If there is a chance, she will use her fingerprint to open the phone, and read word by word the verbal battle between her fans and "Yi'er". Not genuine, hum!

As for when she "has a chance," she refuses to think about it.

Swiping Weibo, drowsiness slowly hit her. She leaned on the sofa, resting the hand holding the phone on the edge of the sofa, breathing in and out, and gradually falling asleep.

And in the universe where Weibo belongs, one day passed, and Mo Xian's fans wailed in the group, "Another day has passed, and she hasn't come back yet."

"I feel that the live broadcast platform is also in a hurry," said the suspected official who did not want to be named, "In the beginning, the live broadcast room of 'Yi'er' was still operating as a substitute for Mo Xian. Yi'er's live broadcast viewership exceeded Mo Xian's historical record, and she went to Mo Xian's Weibo to show off, I suspect they are using aggressive methods."

"Cut," Li Shi, the jet-lag party, said disdainfully in the group, "If the genuine product doesn't come out, what's the use of a substitute."

"It's useful! It's very useful!" The group member with the title of public relations retorted, "The popularity of "Lu Xiaofeng" has risen rapidly, which is enough to prove that the promotional action of live broadcast visits to the crew is extremely effective, how can it be said that it is useless? "

"Which side are you on? [There must be a limit to pretending to be aggressive]!" Li Shi flicked an expression angrily.

"【I will never dare again】【Manually clever】."

"Stop fighting." There is no Mo Xian's live broadcast to watch, Yan Li's efficiency in writing mystery novels is gradually increasing, and he still has time to chat in the group after delivering the manuscript on time, "Last time she left for almost a week, this time The second is that it will not be too late after more than a week."

"The problem is," Ye Yushi interjected in the midst of his busy schedule, "we know that the purpose of her time travel and live broadcast is to clear up the murder case on her body. If the suspicion on her is gone, do you think she will come back?" ?”

The group suddenly fell into silence.

"Wait [smile]," Lu Fanxuan, who hadn't been in the group for a long time, also appeared, "According to the laws of our country, if a criminal case cannot be resolved within two months, the investigation will be terminated. Unless there are special circumstances, if the If the broadcaster doesn’t show up, she probably won’t live broadcast again.” The next day, Mo Xian, who was sealed and ruled that if she didn’t live broadcast for two months, would never live broadcast again, woke up in bed. Remembering that she fell asleep on the sofa yesterday, her sister must have moved her into the room. After washing up, she changed into her school uniform, put on her schoolbag, ran down the stairs and shouted to her sister who was making breakfast, "Good morning!"

"Good morning," Maureen brought her a cup of soy milk and put it on her plate, and asked with her arms folded, "tell me honestly, what did you do in the room yesterday? Do you know what happened yesterday?" I was shocked when I saw you lying on the sofa at night, and thought you were sick."

"Don't worry, I'm fine! I'm in great shape!" Mo Xian blinked innocently, finished his breakfast in one go, and walked out with his schoolbag, "I'm going to school."

"Don't run away just after eating, be careful of your stomach ache!" Maureen rushed to the entrance and shouted, but Mo Xian had already reached the gate of the courtyard, turned around, smiled and waved, and closed the gate.

This child, Maureen shook her head with a helpless smile. It feels uncomfortable to be suspected of being a murderer by the police. Mo Xian is in a bad mood recently. It is rare to see her smiling. Maureen's tense mood has also relaxed a little. , holding the phone in her right hand, she remembered the conversation she had with her mother yesterday.

She and Mo Xian's grandparents and uncles are both in Huaguo, and their parents often fly between the two places. Last week, my mother said that she would come back for a gathering, but it happened that she was slowed down by a cooperation, and she was able to hide Mo Xian's case. Today, Maureen was very lucky. Yesterday, her mother called again and said that she must go back to her home in the Blackwood District twice this weekend. She dared not say that she could hide it from her mother face to face.

On the other side, Mo Xian, who had no idea that Maureen and her mother had agreed on the date to go home, took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet on the first floor of the teaching building and changed them on. Just in time, she saw Iwai-san who was also changing shoes in front of the shoe cabinet, and her eyes widened. Liang, pretending to have just noticed, greeted, "Iwai-san, good morning."

Iwai, who was thinking about something, was almost taken aback. She forced out a friendly smile, "Good morning, Mosang."

At a good time, Mo Xian walked up to Iwai familiarly, pointed to the star stickers she had pasted on the door of the shoe cabinet and said with a smile, "Ah, Iwai-san used to like Kuraki-sama, and I also like her songs very much. "

"Really?" Iwai said politely despite his preoccupation, "I have liked her since I was a child."

Mo Xian firmly seized this opportunity, walked out of the first floor of the teaching building talking and laughing with her, and was about to reach the stairs, when she saw no one around from the corner of her eye, Fang leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Ah Nuo, Iwai-san, what did you mean last time that the letter was not given to you by Mizuno?"

"Huh?" Iwai was stunned for a moment, then rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "It's not that interesting."

Lying, speaking, touching the back of the head while speaking is the easiest way to identify lying.

"Don't be like this, Iwai-san, I really want to know." Since Iwai leaked the word last time, it means that she doesn't really want to keep a secret. Naturally, Mo Xian has to play a big role in pestering people, "Iwai-san~"

"No really," Iwai said, cutting off eye contact and looking at the banister, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

Mo Xian noticed her small movements, his eyes darkened, and he smiled, "Let's change one secret for another, Iwai-san."

"I exchange Iwai-san's secret for the secret of that letter."

Although this kind of threat is very low-level, Mo Xian has to use it, "I believe that Iwai-san will not kill Mizuno-san."

"But do you think Atobe-kun believes it?"