The more Peng Yu listened, the more frowning.

The strangeness of this case is simply unheard of.

She couldn't help but be curious and searched the Internet.

Immediately afterward, her fingers holding the phone couldn't help but tighten slightly.

Because there were multiple similar cases last night.

Moreover, these cases spanned several cities.

Some people say that this is an evil. The bloody sacrifice of the teaching, some people say, this is a team murderous maniac.

Some people even named this serial case "The Invisible Executioner".

Peng Yu suddenly remembered that he was instigated to open the door yesterday.

Could the "invisible executioner" be right outside her house at that time?

Her palms couldn't help but sweat a little, and looking at everyone around her was like looking at the murderer.

This is not a small possibility.

After all, the deceased was downstairs from her house.

"Don't think about it so much, buy more food, and try not to go out lately."

Unfortunately, her plan fell through.

Because she has 300 yuan in her wallet, of which 200 yuan has to be used to pay it back, can 100 yuan buy food for a few days?

"The audience in the live broadcast room who said to reward me yesterday, but if you keep your promise, I'm counting on you to eat."

She was reluctant to buy instant noodles and bought a few packs of somen noodles to go home.

When she went upstairs, she happened to meet the landlord in pajamas and flip-flops. She lowered her head and wanted to hurry over, but was stopped by the landlord: "When will you pay your rent last month?" ”

Peng Yu smiled dryly: "There are still a few days before the manuscript fee." The manuscript fee will be paid immediately. ”

The landlord rolled his eyes: "That's what you said last month, and what about the money?" Little girl, didn't I say you, why don't you go out to work if you have hands and feet? I know to stay at home all day. How much money can I make by writing a book? It's really not that my aunt is deliberately embarrassing you and forcing you to pay, but I also have to live. ”

She sighed and emphasized: "On the fifteenth of this month, if you don't pay the rent, I can only ask you to move out." ”

Peng Yu couldn't help but exert his hand holding the noodles, and said in a low voice, "I know." ”

Now the plastic bags are going to cost money, and in order to save money, she doesn't dare to ask for them at all, so she can only go home with the noodles.

The aunt seemed to want to say something, when suddenly her mobile phone rang - the Great Compassion Mantra sounded.

She instantly smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Hey, son! Why do you have time to call your mother today? Come back, huh? Okay, mom bought you your favorite sheep and scorpions to ......"

Peng Yu let out a sigh of relief, a little glad that he had escaped a lecture.

In order to prevent the landlord from hanging up the phone and continuing to cast the spell, she hurriedly ran upstairs.

After eating the noodles, she turned on her old-fashioned desktop computer and waited for it to turn on.

When she was 18 years old, her parents bought it second-hand from relatives for a thousand dollars.

It was the first birthday present she received, and it should ...... And the last one.

Every time the computer is turned on, there is a feeling that it is about to go to a black screen of death.

Fortunately, it still continued to accompany Peng Yu diligently and tremblingly.

She opened the codeword software, and in the daily jamming of the computer, she was accustomed to setting up the mobile phone holder and starting the live broadcast.

There were very few people in the live broadcast room, and they all seemed to be new faces, and she didn't find the audience who promised to give her a gift.

"It's a lie."

She was a little disappointed and couldn't help but hope that the person who had deceived her would also be beheaded by the "invisible executioner".

She wanted to continue writing what she wrote yesterday, but she didn't know why what she wrote yesterday had disappeared.

"Swallowed by the computer again?"

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the live broadcast room, she simply stopped thinking about yesterday's plot and began to write a new plot.

[This is already the eighth deceased in the mirror serial murder case.] 】

[All victims were stabbed into their limbs by mirror fragments, slashing their necks, mouths, and stomachs. 】

[In addition to this, all victims have several things in common, that is, ......]

Peng Yu originally planned to sell it a little, but he didn't expect the computer to freeze.

The previous ones are in the form of regression, slowly disappearing.

The barrage is lively.

[I don't know which bear child threw a stone in, or what, the mirror of my house suddenly shattered. 】

[I...... 9……】

[What do you want to say upstairs, don't say half of it...... I...... I assdd......]

Peng Yu looked at the barrage that became weird again, and she was a little panicked in her heart, but thinking about the agreement, and then looking at the reward gift, she still continued to write.

It's just that she didn't dare to write that mirror weird story again, but rewrote another one.

[My father, who had never eaten raw food before, bought a bunch of raw pickles for the first time. When I went to the toilet in the middle of the night, I found my dad sitting on the sofa without the light on, munching on something, there was a ticking sound, as if something was dripping. After I took the phone to illuminate, I realized that he was gnawing on his hand, and he had already seen bones, bloody. 】

[I rushed up to stop my father, but accidentally stepped on something, and then I noticed that a hand was stretched out from under the sofa. He also wore the same ring as my mom on that hand. 】

After Peng Yu finished writing this paragraph, he subconsciously looked up at the barrage.

Obviously, the number of viewers has reached a rare thousand, but there is not a single barrage.

The whole live broadcast room was a little frighteningly quiet.

"Hey, is anyone watching?"

She couldn't help but try to liven up the atmosphere, but there was still no reply.

Viewership is still growing slowly.

She frowned, a little surprised, and was about to say something more, when the live broadcast room was suddenly blocked.

Seeing the dazzling "The anchor is suspected of violating the rules and is being rectified", she couldn't help but have a question mark in her head.

Where did she break the rules? The platform stipulates that you can't live broadcast codewords?

Or is it because of the bloody violence of what she writes? That's not it, is it?

She wanted to appeal, but her phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the remark "the best Lulu" on the screen, Peng Yu only felt that his previous self was really ridiculous.

She answered the phone.

The other party didn't say anything, and a confident female voice with a smile sounded: "I was about to go and see your live broadcast, cheer for you, and add a little heat, but I didn't expect to see that your live broadcast room was blocked." If I'm not mistaken, tomorrow is the last day, right? Remember what we were betting on? ”