Terror broadcast

There were five audience members sitting together. The leader was naturally Sister Qu, who was napping in her peaked cap. Atui looked a little bored. The other two audience members who were on the same level as Xiao Pingtou looked a little frightened.

In fact, for real desperadoes, what they fear most is the unknown, rather than tangible threats. But for rookies, unknown crises can make them nervous, but they can also Give them the illusion that they can get away with it and that misfortune will not befall them. Once the danger is discovered and needs to be faced, they will feel real fear.

"Sister Qu, can't we tell that Officer Xu?"

There were two rookies, one named Sun Zheng and the other named Wu Liang. It was Wu Liang who asked questions at this time.

"Huh..." The peaked cap seemed to have woken up and said directly, "Are you stupid? What time has it been? The police still have time to deal with your murder case? If the radio didn't isolate the village, maybe we would still We can use the power of the police, but now, it is basically impossible. Those police officers themselves are also very frightened and have no time to deal with you. "

Sister Qu ignored Wu Liang's suggestion. In her opinion, the peaked hat had already explained it very clearly.

"The village is actually very big, including the forest on the west side and a river. The scope of the village includes the residential area and a large area of ​​nearby suburbs. Now there are only five of us, and there are probably three on the opposite side, and one of them People are likely to be capable of sorcery, and although that guy's life is in danger, we must not underestimate him. Next, we need to discuss what regulations should be used to face them."

"What's the point of discussing? Find them and kill them." The peaked hat sneered, "They are already mice without holes, so what do they need to be afraid of?"

"Then can you find them?" Sister Qu asked.

The peaked cap stopped talking.

"My suggestion is that none of us should go out now, and try to stay in this house as much as possible, so as not to give our opponents a chance to sneak attack." Sister Qu expressed her suggestion.

Except for the peaked hat, which was a little disdainful, no one else expressed any objection, and soon the brief meeting was over.

In the small hall, only Sister Qu and the peaked hat remained.

"What are you afraid of?" the peaked cap asked with some confusion, "I really felt your fear today. We forced the mouse out, but you started to be afraid."

"Because after I confirmed that those two people were the murderers, I had an uneasy feeling. You haven't really been in contact..."

"I have been in contact with him. When that fat man was possessed by an evil spirit, I helped him get rid of it." The peaked hat said.

"What if that's a trick?" Sister Qu asked, "Deliberately using the ghost to get close to us and offset our defensiveness."

The peaked cap curled his lips and said in disbelief, "That's not true."

"No? They are murderers. At least they have a deep connection with the old man. Otherwise, the old man would not have gone to their house when he escaped. And it is obvious that they ran away with the old man. Therefore, all their actions before our eyes They are all fake and have a special purpose.

Remember the guy in front of the ambulance who would rather huddle there than run away? Who was he performing for? "Sister Qu asked.

"Just two ordinary people with thoughtful minds."

"In fact, if the old man hadn't been exposed, and they were also exposed, we would have given up our suspicion on the two of them, wouldn't we?" Sister Qu asked.

"Okay, okay, you have the final say." The peaked hat stood up and was about to go back to his room, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "Hey, actually you didn't answer my question."

The peaked cap then smiled again and left the room as if he didn't intend to ask any further questions.

Sister Qu gently rubbed her knuckles on the table. Yes, of course she knew what the peaked cap meant, because she herself was very surprised by her reaction.

as if,

The opponent he faced was not an NPC designed by the broadcast, but an incredibly experienced audience.

but,

How is this possible?

…………

When he hurriedly escaped from the house, the fat man also brought some things with him. Of course he couldn't bring out the pickled human flesh, but some black dog blood talisman materials and other things. The fat man took a lot of these things with him. He wanted to It took a lot of effort to prepare these things, so of course I had to bring them with me.

At least for now, this small house by the river is relatively safe. Su Bai and Fatty don't think the other party will continue to search after a missed attempt. They have already lost four people. If they try again, If they go out rashly and are counterattacked by the two of them and lose one or two men, the situation and the balance of strength will be reversed.

The old man's vitality is very tenacious, and is even recovering at a better rate every hour, and some energy and blood gradually appear on his face.

Su Bai thought that it was the old man who had sucked his own daughter's essence that caused the supermarket proprietress' death. He had not had time to digest the stuff when he was attacked, but now that he had begun to digest it gradually, his physical condition naturally began to recover.

This old man was also a ruthless character, but it was a pity that he made two wrong moves with two groups of listeners. First, he was hit and severely injured by himself when he sneaked into his home, and then he was hit by another wave of young migrant workers from the village who had just returned from Foxconn. (Audience) saw through the identity and made another sneak attack.

There is a saying on the football field that it is not a shame to lose to the "World Wave" and score goals, so for this old man to stumble on the audience continuously, as an ordinary person, it is not a shame. On the contrary, he Being able to save one's life so far is already considered very good. To ordinary people, the audience is considered to be a creature from another dimension, even to a practitioner of evil arts.

"Come on, help me draw the talisman." Seeing that the old man had recovered a little, the fat man asked him to help him get something. He had no power now and couldn't use many skills, so he had to use the old man as a coolie. The old man was quite happy. He probably felt happy to steal from his master. At least the concepts and ideas that Fatty came up with were equivalent to opening the door to another world for him.

As for whether the old man had other thoughts in his heart, and whether he would feel at ease when holding a knife in his hands, Su Bai and Fatty were also on guard.

After watching for a while, Su Bai walked out of the small house again, looked around, and found that there was no cigarette on him.

The fat man came out now and threw his half pack of cigarettes to Su Bai.

Su Bai smiled, lit one, and lit one for the fat man.

"What's wrong, Dabai, I feel like you're very sentimental. Let me tell you, if we can be optimistic and positive, we still have a high probability of winning the final victory in this story world. Even if it's really a dead end in the end, at least we still have something. More than 50% is a good deal, right?

Why are you in such a depressed mood? Haven't we found our little guy? Although he is locked up in an orphanage, it at least proves that he is still alive, right? After gritting your teeth and fighting for so long, persisting for so long, you finally have a choice. Why is your energy and energy losing more and more? "

Su Bai shook his head, indicating that this was not what he was thinking about.

"Then what are you thinking about?" The fat man sat down next to Su Bai.

"Is it appropriate to leave him alone after you come out?" Su Bai asked.

The fat man took out a new piece of talisman paper that he had just drawn and said, "I didn't tell him the method of activating it. How could the fat man not have any idea about this trivial matter?"

"Yeah." Su Bai nodded.

"No, Dabai, what are you worried about?" The fat man couldn't understand. It was Su Bai who said he was ready to fight to the death, but now it's him who is hesitant.

Su Bai took out a piece of white paper. This was the task paper. Fatty also had one.

Eyeball soaking in wine 1/2 Selling meat 0/8

"Fat man, what did I say before?"

"You said you wanted to kill the fish and defeat the net," the fat man said.

"Before, I said that Broadcast seemed to be because without the main mission and the mode and purpose of raising Gu, its plot and setting began to become fragmented."

"Yes, you said that this is normal, isn't it? It's not like the broadcast has never had problems before, and there has been a big change recently because of your parents and that Alexander the Great."

"No, Fatty." Su Bai pursed his lips, "I thought about it carefully, and something seemed wrong. This plot really collapsed because of its suspenseful atmosphere, which is similar to a killing game or Sun Honglei's version of "Insidious" 》The feeling has long since collapsed.

But what if the real point of interest in broadcasting is something else? "

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Next, when you kill them, try to keep the bodies as good as possible." Su Bai said, "Soak the eyeballs in wine. I have finished half of it. They are the eyeballs of the three guys we killed. I need three more. The degree of completion of soaking the wine with double listener's eyeballs is OK.

But in terms of meat, there has never been a definite figure, because mine is the quantity sold, and yours is the money sold. The money you sell is actually better than me. You can buy and sell by force, or you can fool it into Tang Monk Meat. , it is not impossible for you to sell even half a catty of meat for 10,000 yuan, but what I have here is the quantity sold. This quantity is said to be 0/8, but I don’t know what quantity it is measured by. . "

"Tell the important point." Fatty urged.

"Because Hu Kai's body turned into a zombie, I gave up his meat, because his meat was definitely not up to par, so it didn't count. In the end, I only took the eyeballs, Jiang Hong's meat, and the meat of the guy you strangled to death." I took them all, marinated them all, and disposed of their bodies.

But since sales haven’t started yet, it’s not clear how this 0/8 amount is measured.

Therefore, when I kill the audience next, try not to damage their corpses, and make it easier for me to remove the meat. The little flathead was burned to death, and the meat on his body is probably useless. "

"You mean, in the end, after we successfully kill them, when you sell the meat, even if you give us every penny at a fire sale, you will probably not be able to complete the task in the end?"

Su Bai nodded.

"Then in the end, those who can kill and get their flesh..." The fat man pointed at his face with his finger, "Is this what the radio wants to do?"

"If this is the fun that the broadcast wants to see, it seems to be really normal." Su Bai licked his lips, "After all, from the perspective of the two of us, those guys who are just experiencers, even The supporting roles can’t even be counted, they can only be counted as extras.”