Chapter 122: The Door That Didn't Close
"Brother, you're very popular, you can't see this barrage clearly!" Lao Jiu leaned over and glanced at his phone.
"It's okay!"
The anchor showed a mouthful of white teeth, moved his mobile phone, and said, "Dude, say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room!" β
βhelloοΌβ Lao Jiu waved his hand at the camera and said, "We are a death squad, either we are dying, or we are on the way to death!" β
"This dude is interesting!"
"Be a death squad, that's appropriate!"
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The barrage was another wave of scrolling, Lao Jiu was quite proud, and squeezed his eyes at me, "Brother, you can also say a few words!" β
"Don't shoot me!"
Seeing that the camera began to move towards me, I immediately refused, and took a sideways step, but my eyes were fixed on the anchor.
There are two spots on the anchor's face, one on the chin and one on the right corner of the eyebrow, and the spots are purple-red and strip-shaped.
Judging from my experience of working in the crematorium for more than a year and being sprayed by Zhou Ziqi so many times, this is a corpse spot.
Also, this anchor's eyes are not right, his eyes are cloudy and he can barely see his pupils.
In forensic science, this condition of the eye is called corneal opacity.
The explanation is that after death, the transparency of the cornea gradually decreases.
At normal room temperature, mild corneal opacity is more than 6-12 hours post-death; The cornea is partially or diffusely opacity, but the pupil is still recognizable, 18 hours to 1 day after death: the cornea is significantly opacity and white patches, and the pupil is no longer recognizable, which is more than 2 to 3 days after death.
The anchor's eyes were cloudy, with obvious white spots, and the time of death was at least two days or more.
I have to say that although I have been scolded by Zhou Ziqi so many times, I have learned a lot from her, at least I am clear about the condition of the body after death.
In the case of this anchor, I am at least eighty percent sure that this anchor is dead.
The remaining 20% is based on the identity of this anchor.
Some anchors are sensational, unscrupulous for the sake of fire, and it is not excluded that this anchor will put on corpse makeup for himself, put a corpse spot on his face, or bring a contact lens to make his eyes look cloudy.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of small detail may not be discovered by anyone, but if he does it on purpose, someone will soon lead the rhythm, such as someone inadvertently discovering that the anchor is wrong and discovering the truth.
With the urine sex of the people who eat melons and are happy to receive melons, this rhythm comes together, and the whole network is popular in minutes, and I have thought of the title: shocked! After the death of an anchor, he was obsessed and did such a thing......
Standard UC body.
Since I can't judge clearly, I don't need to say it at this time, just be vigilant.
Qiqi didn't say anything, I was wearing a sweatshirt today, she was lying in my hood, in a ball, if she didn't move, no one would find out.
After I refused, the anchor broadcast live normally, and said to the mobile phone camera: "We saw the situation on the fourth floor, the incense has to be burned for a while, and we can't do anything during this time!" β
"Why? The aroma of ghost food is the same as when we eat, if you are eating, a stranger suddenly snatches your rice bowl and falls to the ground, what will you do? β
"If you were me, wouldn't you say a slap in the face, at least it would be fragrant, right?"
"People are like this, what will ghosts do?"
"So, while the incense hasn't burned out yet, let's go to the fifth floor first!"
The anchor pointed the camera of his mobile phone at the incense sticks that flashed red, turned around again, and walked to the fifth floor.
Lao Jiule followed behind the anchor, took two steps and found that I didn't move, and said, "Brother, let's go!" β
"Hmm!"
I looked thoughtfully at the anchor and followed.
"Look, there is a bowl of rice at the door, and there are three sticks of incense on the rice, and there is blood on it, this is called raising ghosts!"
As soon as he reached the fifth floor, the anchor immediately set his eyes on the bowl of rice.
"Listen, do you hear anything?"
As soon as the words fell, the anchor suddenly made a gesture of listening.
I listened intently, but I didn't hear it.
Lao Jiu also looked inexplicable.
After half a ring, the anchor raised the phone again, pointed it at the dark corridor, and said, "Do you hear that squeak?" β
"No?"
"Don't believe my hearing, do you?"
"I'll take you to find the source of the sound!"
The anchor said as he took his phone and walked inside.
Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other, and I couldn't figure out whether the anchor really heard it or faked it.
"Keep up!"
I thought about it and said.
"Hmm!"
Lao Jiu didn't say anything, and the excitement on this thing's face was excited.
He's more enthusiastic about this kind of thing than I am.
Follow the anchor inside, and after walking about ten meters, the anchor stopped in front of a room and whispered into his mobile phone: "Do you hear it now?" β
I listened intently again, and this time, I did hear a creak, similar to the sound of rope rubbing against stakes when I was a kid swinging.
"Come, let's see what's in this room!" The anchor whispered into the phone while reaching out and pushing the door.
The door was unlocked, and it creaked open.