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Chapter 8 The two anchors who died tragically

Liu Jie thought he had seen it wrong, so he clicked the mouse to enlarge the picture to its maximum size.

This time he saw clearly that the person in the photo was indeed Zhao Bin.

Zhao Bin, wearing work clothes, was squatting on the ground inspecting Bo Ye's body.

He clenched his fists, squinted his eyes, and his expression was obviously angry.

Looking at Zhao Bin's face, Liu Jie showed a puzzled expression.

It stands to reason that Zhao Bin has seen countless corpses and has developed a strong heart.

Even if you have mood swings, you won't be so angry, right?

Does he know Mr. Bo?

After hesitating, Liu Jie took out his cell phone and dialed Zhao Bin's number.

The phone rang a few times and then the call went through.

"Hello, Ajie." Zhao Bin's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Brother Bin, what are you doing?" Liu Jie asked with a smile.

"Nothing, I watched your live broadcast, why didn't you just stay in the house and run out to do something? Do you not want to live anymore?"

Zhao Bin changed his previous lazy posture and his tone became deeper.

Liu Jie could tell through the screen that Zhao Bin was obviously a little scared.

"What's wrong? Do you know anything?" Liu Jie asked.

"Su Da Sui | Haven't you heard about the corpse case? Don't you know about the female ghost of Moon Lake? And your house, three people have died in it. I advised you at the time, but you didn't go check it out.

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Zhao Bin scolded him all over his head.

This made Liu Jie a little confused. It turned out that Zhao Bin had known these things for a long time, so why didn't he tell him?

Is it still useful to say this now?

"Brother Bin, do you and Mr. Bo know each other?" Liu Jie took the initiative to change the topic. Now he just wanted to know about Mr. Bo. As for the rest, he was no longer interested.

The contract has been signed, is there any use in regretting it?

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, followed by a long sigh.

"You are right. We do know each other. Do you know what Mr. Bo's name is? His name is Zhao Bo, and he is my cousin."

After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he sighed again. This was a secret deep in his heart. If it weren't for a friend like Liu Jie, he would never say it out easily.

"Ajie, I drank too much yesterday and didn't sleep well, so I was in a daze this morning and didn't tell you clearly. There is really something wrong with the house. You'd better stop doing it."

Zhao Bin gritted his teeth and his voice was trembling.

"Is there a problem? What problem?"

"There is a ghost. There is a ghost in the bathroom. He told me this personally. If you don't believe it, let me show you something."

There was a heavy breathing sound on the other side of the phone, and then a photo was sent over.

That was an anatomy photo of Mr. Bo.

In the photo, Mr. Bo is lying flat on the autopsy table, and his whole body has been stripped naked.

The pale corpse was covered with dense scratches, which were layered and intertwined. The skin was scratched in many places, exposing muscle tissue.

Especially the scratches on the neck, which had completely pierced the skin and pulled up the skin on the neck, exposing blue-gray blood vessels.

After his death, Mr. Bo did not feel any pain. His eyes were slightly closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The expression is natural and peaceful.

Death seemed to be a relief to him.

"What's the matter with his injuries?" Liu Jie asked.

"He scratched it himself, and the wound on his neck was torn open before he died. In those days, he kept telling me that there was a problem with the house. Brother, please leave quickly and I will find another job for you."

Zhao Bin almost begged, but Liu Jie ignored Zhao Bin.

At this moment, Liu Jie was quickly browsing the webpage and found Bo Ye's last live video again.

This time he downloaded the video, imported it into editing software, and slowed it down frame by frame.

In slow motion, Liu Jie discovered a surprising fact, that is, Bo Ye would look up at the bathroom from time to time during the live broadcast.

Every time he looked at him, his eyes were filled with fear.

It seems like there is something invisible hidden in the bathroom.

Liu Jie followed Bo Ye's example and came to the balcony and squatted in the corner.

From this position, you can just see the bathroom door.

Looking at the closed door, Liu Jie suddenly understood what Mr. Bo was talking about.

That means there is a ghost in the bathroom!

That's right, there is a ghost in the bathroom.

This sentence is exactly five words, no more and no less, which also fits the content of his and Zhao Bin's complaints.

At this moment, the bathroom door is closed tightly, so I can't see anything wrong.

So what exactly did Mr. Bo see at that time that frightened him to that extent?

What is this ghost he calls?

Is it just locked in the bathroom?

"Ajie, do you hear me, Ajie?"

Zhao Bin's voice pulled Liu Jie out of his doubtful thoughts. He took a breath and stood up straight.

"Ah, I'm here, what's wrong?" Liu Jie said as he walked to the bathroom.

"You heard what I just said to you. Listen to me and stop doing it."

"I'm fine, don't worry, thank you for your concern."

Liu Jie said and pushed open the bathroom door.

The bathroom was empty, there was nothing.

The things inside are neatly arranged, and all the toiletries were placed by Liu Jie just during the day.

Liu Jie walked in slowly.

Looking around, I feel nothing. This is just an ordinary bathroom.

There were no strange sounds like those in horror movies, and there were no figures. It looked like the bathroom of a high-end hotel. He really couldn't figure out why Liu Jie was so scared.

Liu Jie took a long breath and let go of the big stone hanging in his heart.

"Hey, Brother Bin, did you also handle Brother Shui's body?" Liu Jie sat back on the sofa and continued to browse the posts.

The poster not only analyzed the cause of Bo Ye's death, but also compared his death with Brother Shui's.

Brother Shui is not as famous as Master Bo, so he works very hard on live broadcasts, and he is much more courageous than Master Bo.

On the first day of the live broadcast, I had a conflict with the aunt downstairs.

In the evening, they even took the initiative to hang up the portrait of Wu Xiaoxia and generously introduced the situation of 503 to everyone.

Not only did he live broadcast the inside and outside of 503, he even went to the unfinished building nearby to explore the details of the corpse case.

There had been no accidents before his accident, and he didn't show any fear.

It seems that his death was an accident.

But the netizens of Suspense Club still discovered a clue, that is, he is very particular about the time in the live broadcast room.

His live broadcasts are all before twelve o'clock and after four o'clock in the morning.

Each live broadcast never exceeds this range.

Either it starts broadcasting before twelve o'clock, or it starts broadcasting after four o'clock.

And these four hours that he deliberately staggered were precisely the times of the day when Yang Qi was at its weakest and Yin Qi was at its strongest.

Someone photographed Brother Shui leaving Jile Building before twelve o'clock and hiding in his car.

In other words, he has never lived in 503.

So what is he running from?

Some people also analyzed that Brother Shui is actually very afraid of dirty things because he not only wears Buddhist beads but also a yellow paper folded talisman.

Therefore, many people judged that Brother Shui actually had a problem a long time ago and that his fearlessness was all fake.

Even so, he still couldn't get rid of the entanglement of dirty things.

The evidence is that he went to an unfinished building.

It stands to reason that such a cautious person would go to a unfinished building in the middle of the night to broadcast live.

There is only one explanation, he was possessed by that thing.
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