Chapter 11: Death Live

The next day at work, Xia Zhiqiu didn't dare to talk to Ye Shengsheng.

Today, the task force received a report that someone died live on the Internet.

After the technical survey, this is a very small live broadcast platform, which is extremely hidden. Why is it extremely hidden, because this is a non-green platform, that is, a platform that mainly sells the body of the anchor.

And this death live broadcast is a popular female anchor on the live broadcast platform who was shot and killed in the live broadcast, and blood sprayed on the computer screen in the face.

Today, the public security lines have been blown up, and the wiring lady sighed.

Even though it's a non-green live streaming platform, the speed of online transmission is now catching up with the speed of light.

The live broadcast content was screenshotted and recorded, and tens of millions of shares were reprinted.

Xia Zhiqiu: When they saw the recorded live content, they didn't know how many copies had changed hands.

The female anchor was very engaged in revealing her body, and suddenly a man in black who did not show her head suddenly appeared behind her, took out a pistol from her clothes pocket, the female anchor was so frightened that she stepped back, and the man pulled the female anchor roughly with one hand, covered her temples with a pillow, and held a gun against her head with the other.

The man didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger with his finger.

The screen can also see the heroine's big pupils, and then fall straight down.

Everyone in the hall was shocked by the man's quick resolution goal.

"First of all, the murderer is very targeted and chose a non-green platform, that is, a female anchor who mainly sells her body, which shows that the murderer hates this kind of woman." Mo Yun thought for a while and said, "But why did you choose this female anchor?" Is there a grudge? Vendetta? ”

"The murderer is actually very smart, the IP address of this non-green platform is generally very hidden, and most of the registered addresses are abroad, so it will be difficult to detect, and it will be difficult to locate the IP of the female anchor." Old Chen moved his muscles and bones.

"There shouldn't be any need to track it, the Internet has exploded, someone should have broken the news, find the Internet detective to assist." Ye Shengsheng took out his mobile phone and pointed to the screen, there was already a mess on Weibo, and many conspiracy theories began to come out to bask in the sun.

"If a shot breaks the skull, the victim is not expected to feel very much pain. If you know how to use cotton to silence the sound, it is estimated that you can also hear the sound of loading. Xia Zhiqiu propped his hands on the table and played it back repeatedly.

"Xiaoyu contacted the Internet Investigation Department to verify the identity and IP address of the deceased." Mo Yunshen raised his hand and pointed at Liu Yu, "We need to rush over as soon as possible, this case has a very big impact." ”