"So you're here to meet that ZZ?"

"Hmm. He's half an eyewitness. Zhu Yue nodded.

"Did you see him?"

"Not yet. He said he would come over at three o'clock this afternoon and that he would call me then. ”

I glanced at my watch, and it was already more than 2:20 in the afternoon, and there was still more than half an hour before Zhu Yue and ZZ met. I pointed to the door of the small theater and asked Zhu Yue, "You guys aren't going to meet here, are you?" ”

"How come, I'm just busy, since I've come to the Northeast, I plan to stop by to see the two of them."

"I don't think you like it." I'm telling the truth.

"Not necessarily, right?" Zhu Yue was obviously skeptical of my words, and went straight into the theater after speaking. I watched with him for about 20 minutes, and her phone finally came.

Zhu Yue hurriedly picked up the phone and walked outside the theater while greeting the other party, and when she got outside, she also told me with her mouth that the person who came to call was the netizen slippery ghost ZZ.

Zhu Yue had a very brief call with ZZ, and after hanging up the phone, Zhu Yue said to me: "This ZZ has come, and he asked me to go to his room to meet him." ”

"To his room?" I don't know if I'm nervous, but I always feel like this ZZ invitation is ill-intentioned.

Zhu Yue smiled nonchalantly, "You won't be worried about what he will do to me, right?" He's only twenty-three years old, and he just graduated from college this year, do you think this kind of person is dangerous? ”

"It's indispensable to guard against people, and a seventeen-year-old has even gone in!"

"Haha, you're really not adventurous at all. You come with me, it should be safe, right? ”

"It is an honor to be trusted by the lady. What is the room number? A piece of the past. I responded.

"Number 109, you lead the way." Zhu Yue said with a smile.

ZZ's room was on the innermost side of the corridor on the first floor, and I went to the door of the room with Zhu Yue, and then she knocked on the door.

The door was opened by a very inconspicuous little man, and I thought it would be more appropriate to call him a boy than a man. He has a Harry Potter-esque student head, and his skin is very white, giving people the feeling of a pampered young master. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhu Yue, but when he saw me, he showed a look of disappointment.

"You're the slippery ZZ?" Zhu Yue asked.

The boy nodded, then pointed at me and asked, "Who is this man?" Didn't you say you lived it alone? ”

"Oh, he's a friend of mine, I happened to meet him at the door of the small theater on the second floor just now, he's an expert in dealing with paranormal events, so I brought him along, I don't think you should mind, right?"

The boy's mind was clearly written on his face, but he still chose to shake his head and said, "No...... Won't mind, go ...... Come on in. With that, the boy opened the door completely and let Zhu Yue and I into the room.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a very special scent, which I was no stranger to, because I also had a bottle of men's perfume with a similar fragrance at home, called "Conquest". To be honest, I don't think this smell can be classified as "fragrant", but Shu Xin seems to like it very much, and maybe that's why it got its name.

In addition to the woman's miraculous perfume, I saw a small Xiaoice bucket on the bedside table with a bottle of champagne diagonally inserted into it, and two goblets on the table.

The boy's intentions were clearly impure, and it was no wonder that he was so unhappy with my presence.

Zhu Yue glanced at the champagne on the table, then pursed her lips and smiled at the boy, "Is this for me?" ”

The boy immediately smiled shyly, then nodded, "Yes...... Yes. Sorry I'm a little nervous, you...... You're more ...... than in the photos Much prettier. ”

"Are you usually so nervous when you're talking to girls?" Zhu Yue seemed to be deliberately teasing him.

The boy was a little overwhelmed and just smirked and didn't answer the question.

Zhu Yue waved her hand, signaling that this question was over, and then she immediately became serious and said: "I don't have much time, I think let's go straight to the point, you said you found something strange?" What is it? ”

The boy hesitated, then glanced at me again, as if he wouldn't say anything if I was here.

"What's wrong? He's an absolutely trustworthy person, and you can just say anything weird. Zhu Yue urged.

"That's not what I mean, I ......," the boy stopped before scratching his head.

From the moment I entered the door, this kid gave me a feeling that my mind was wrong, and now he was grinding here, which was a serious challenge to my patience. I didn't yell at him angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go!" We don't have time to play a guessing game with you here! ”

Probably because my words were too intense, the boy glared at me, and then raised his head and said to Zhu Yue as if he had finally mustered up his courage: "I...... My friend said that journalists like you are willing to pay anything for useful reporting, if ...... If...... If you will ...... me" The boy stammered again, but his hand pointing to the double bed indicated his intentions.

His words should be regarded as an insult to Zhu Yue, but Zhu Yue did not have a seizure, and of course did not promise to make any deal with her.

She replied with a serious expression: "First of all, I am not a journalist, and even if I were a journalist, I would not sell my body for reporting. Secondly, you can choose not to tell me anything, or I can not ask you, after all, my friends are experts in solving these kinds of strange things, and I can find the truth with them. Zuihou, do you think it makes sense to trade the tragedy of your friends who died in exchange for your happiness in bed? Does it make you feel good? ”

Zhu Yue's words were definitely more effective than beating the boy, he lowered his head silently, and then sat on the sofa in the room with a sinking body.

After a moment of silence, the boy finally spoke, "I saw footprints, very large footprints. ”

"Footprints? There don't seem to be footprints in the photos you posted on the Internet? Zhu Yue said.

"Actually, those photos are fake, we just want to ...... I just want people to pay attention to us, I really didn't mean to kill them, and I didn't know what was going to happen! The more the boy spoke, the more excited he became, and tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, hey~ You calm down first, you said those photos are fake? No one was killed by a snow monster? I interjected, and then looked at Zhu Yue as well, I felt that it was absolutely impossible for a shrewd person like Zhu Yue to make such a low-level mistake.

Zhu Yue also asked with a surprised face: "No, I also confirmed with the police before contacting you, and they said that someone was indeed killed, frozen to death, and the body was divided!" What the hell is going on? ”

The boy sighed heavily, and then told us the whole story.

The boy likes the cartoon "Slippery Ghost Grandson", and he is also a fan of Snow Girl, so he joined an anime group. In the group, he met three netizens who were also interested in Bigsfoot Snow Monster, and because they had common interests and hobbies, they became friends.

When the Phantom of the Snow Mountain Forum was first established, they registered as a member, and have been following the dynamics inside, and later they sent a letter to the website creator saying that they wanted to open a section about the snow monster, and they were willing to provide all the relevant information about the snow monster.

The creator of the site responded that the forum only provides a platform for real and strange events, and that he will not support legends that do not have any eyewitnesses.

So the four of them discussed it privately and decided to make fake photos and send fake eyewitness messages to open this snow monster plate.

When they sent the first batch of fake photos and fabricated fake eyewitness stories to the website creators, they quickly responded that the stories were fake and the photos were not real enough, but they were barely acceptable. Two days later, a new snow monster section appeared on the Phantom forum, and the four people who uploaded these fake photos and stories also became moderators of the board, and even became snow monster experts.

Being moderators and experts doesn't allow the five of them to get any financial benefits, but they don't care about these at all, all they want is the psychological satisfaction and superiority of being recognized and concerned.

In order to make the snow monster plate bigger, the four of them decided to have an offline party and go to the snow mountain for a large-scale live-action shooting. The four of them set up a destroyed camp, broke tree branches, and brought some frozen meat to the ground to take pictures.

On the day of the shooting, there was still snow on the mountain, and the sky was also cloudy, and it was still noon when they finished all the filming work, but the sky was very dark. So they discussed it and decided to let the photographer ZZ go back to the hotel to send photos first, while the others cleaned up the arrangements on the mountain before going back.

ZZ returned to the hotel and immediately started uploading photos, but after waiting for two hours, the other three did not return. ZZ thought it was strange and went to the mountains to see what was going on, but when he arrived at the camp they had set up, he saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

All three of his friends were torn to shreds, the scene was covered in blood, ripped limbs, frozen entrails, and the camp was littered with huge footprints!

ZZ was so frightened that he was about to cry, so he frantically fled back to the hotel, and waited for a long time before calling the police. But when he went to the mountain with the police, those big footprints mysteriously disappeared! He didn't even have time to take any pictures, and the police didn't believe the Bigfoot in his mouth.