Chapter 5 Report, live broadcast blocked

The live broadcast room fell into an eerie silence, and netizens who came to see the special effects of the gifts rushed into the live broadcast room.

[Where are the thirty carnival bosses? Let me post it quickly! ]

[Anchor tells fortunes? Does anyone believe this? ]

[It’s not about fortune telling based on my beauty, is it telling me whether I’m sexy or not?]

When Ye Jian saw that the number of people watching had risen to 50, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I like to pay more attention and tell my fortune so that I don't get lost."

[Can the anchor calculate accurately? ]

As soon as these words came out, the people who were in the live broadcast room immediately rushed to Qiye Fengyu and Hecheng Pharmaceutical Wen Wan, and explained what had just happened with added detail.

However, Wen Wan had already left, and Qiye Fengyu had never appeared since Ye Jian's words.

As a result, many people began to maliciously speculate on Ye Jian.

[Gimmick? Trust? ]

[Buy others to act? Or are you afraid that others won’t be able to tell you correctly and will block people? ]

[Don’t you care about the fraud platforms now? ]

Ye Jian looked at the questions and tapped her fingers carelessly. The next second, Qiye Fengyu applied for a connection.

[Anchor, connect quickly! ]

[I’m so excited. I’m going to buy it now. If you bet on the anchor, you will be deducted 1 if he is scolded. If you bet on the anchor, you will be deducted 2! ]

[1]

[+1]

Fifty people, except the person involved, all received a deduction of 1.

Ye Jian's eyes showed contempt for these ignorant mortals.

After the connection was connected, Qiye Fengyu turned on the camera.

Qiye Fengyu looked like a puppy, with red eyes and anger on his face.

Just when everyone thought he was going to scold the anchor, he asked with scarlet eyes, “Can the anchor figure out where she is?"

Netizen, “..."

[Really cheated? ]

Ye Jian felt the faint spiritual power. She was too lazy to argue with the system. She moved her fingertips and said casually, “It has something to do with you. I have been there recently and will definitely go there in the future. It is about ten kilometers away from you, heading south and north. The place."

[There are so many places like this, are they accurate? ]

[Didn’t I just come here casually? North to west, the place you are most familiar with. ]

[Hahahahahaha, my son’s kindergarten also meets this point. ]

[It's very good. The hospital opposite my home is also satisfactory. ]

[Report it, report it, liar. ]

However, at this moment, the person involved spoke, his voice trembling, “Only one of the conditions you mentioned is met..."

[! ! ! ]

Just when everyone was shocked, Ye Jian dug into his heart without any sympathy, “The foundation is new, with wood and peach, and flowers and evil spirits, standing at the top of your heart. To put it simply, it is the wedding room that you care about most."

[! ! ! ! ]

[Damn it, this anchor is driving nails into people’s hearts! ]

[Isn’t it true? When normal people hear this kind of thing, shouldn't they disbelieve it and curse? ]

[The anchor seemed to have said just now that the other party had cheated on her more than once...]

[Qiye Fengyu, go quickly, I want to see the follow-up! ]

Qiye Fengyu's forehead had veins popping out and his eyes were scarlet. He bit his lip without saying a word, and the hand holding the phone trembled from too much force.

Ye Jian rubbed her temples, “Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. You only have half an hour."

[Go for it, brother! ]

[Let's go, just to verify whether what the anchor said is true or false, just in case she is inaccurate. ]

"I'm going now!" Qiye Fengyu picked up the car keys and walked out, saying, "I'll reconnect to the anchor in ten minutes."

As soon as he left, the barrage became active again.

[The people you care about are rotten peach blossoms, and the new house you care about is the place where rotten peach blossoms live. What a miserable man! ]

[It won’t be a script, right? I still don’t believe how anyone could be so stupid and yet so unlucky. ]

[Don’t tell me, there really is, ( ಥ _ ಥ ) love brain! ]

[You can see someone coming upstairs]

[Can it really be counted? Tell me, when will I be able to make a fortune? ]

…

At this time, at the police station, Jing Chen and Huo Xingzhuo were sitting on the sofa. The computer in front of them was showing Ye Jian's live broadcast room.

"Team Jing." A police officer came in from the outside and handed Jing Chen a piece of information. "The forensic examination has shown that Zhang Sheng was strangled to death by a kite string and there was no other cause."

"I understand." Jing Chen turned to look at Huo Xingzhuo, "Mr. Huo, I think you can guess why I let Ye Jian go."

"I don't want to sue her." Huo Xingzhuo looked at the middle of the screen, a woman with picturesque features and simple but aloof clothes, "I have something to ask her for help."

Jing Chen heard Ye Jian's words during interrogation and his expression was complicated.

Ye Jian is difficult to deal with because of her ungrateful and vengeful character!

He didn't want to offend Ye Jian, so he compromised and said, "I know her address. Why don't you, Mr. Huo, come with me?"

Huo Xingzhuo had no objection.

When rushing to Ye Jian's address, Jing Chen didn't forget to watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

Huo Xingzhuo sat in the back seat with him, his eyes unconsciously looking at the screen.

"Anchor, are you sure they are inside?" Qiye Fengyu clenched her hand on the doorknob, her voice trembling.

Ye Jian blinked and said casually and profoundly, “The yin and yang are harmonious, the rain is like spring, the love is deep and simple, and the pearls are dark."

The system dutifully typed the words on the public screen.

A group of people were stunned.

[Is this what I understand it to mean? ]

[Text version of erotic pictures? ]

Qiye Fengyu's eyes were red. He pressed his thumb on the smart lock, but found that the door did not respond.

Qiye Fengyu didn't believe in evil and entered the password.

“Beep—the password is wrong.”

[What's going on? Your house is no longer yours? ]

Ye Jian pointed out, “The numbers she has subconsciously mentioned recently, as well as her commonly used passwords."

A series of numbers flashed through Qiye Fengyu's mind. He gritted his teeth and entered it again. He only heard a "click" and the door opened.

"Welcome home."

What comes into view are men's and women's shoes, and the further inside they become, the more shocking they become.

[Oh my god, is this really a wedding room? The diaphragm has reached me! ]

[Cat, lace, condom, my anger level is already up! ]

[If this was a colluded staged photo, I would be in a close-up! ]

The camera was trembling, and the seven-leaf maple rain rushed towards the bedroom like the wind, and what came into view was a pas de deux intertwined with white flowers.

"Bitch!"

There was an angry rebuke, accompanied by the woman's scream and the sound of the phone falling to the ground. For a moment, the scene became chaotic.

You can vaguely hear the sound of fists hitting flesh.

[F*ck! Is this something I can watch without paying for it? ]

[This can’t be acted...]

At this moment, the live broadcast screen suddenly went black, and then it displayed [The live broadcast has been blocked, and the live broadcast duration is prohibited. ]

Netizen who eats melon, “..."

Jing Chen and Huo Xingzhuo in front of the screen, “..."

Even more speechless was Ye Jian, who pulled the system over, “With this efficiency, can it increase spiritual power?"

The system is weak and pathetic.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Jian put aside the system and opened the door with a cold face. When she saw Huo Xingzhuo and Jing Chen, she raised her eyebrows.

She just said that the short-lived ghost would come to beg her.

Suddenly, Ye Jian froze. She counted with her fingers, but found that nothing happened to him.

Looking at the other person's face again, it was also completely white.

She frowned, what's going on? Why can't she spy on short-lived ghosts?

While she was thinking, Huo Xingzhuo spoke first, his thin lips parted lightly, “I'll give you 100 million to wake up my grandma."