Chapter 163: Gorgeous Cage 10 (Plus Update)
In the video, the barrage became more and more sympathetic to the mother and son, and overwhelming rewards followed.
Occasionally, there are one or two remarks such as complaining that "it's not enough to cry for three days" and "how does it feel like it's a bit like asking for money", all of which are drowned in a dense barrage.
Josh frowned slightly, watching the scene.
In the camera, the picture is miserable and sad.
Off-camera, the man holding the camera in the live broadcast has been gesturing to the middle-aged woman, and when he sees a large reward, he makes her cry a little louder, a little more tears, and a little more hysterical.
Rob next to him was unusually quiet.
It's hard for anyone to see such a satirical picture without being speechless.
Josh patted Rob on the shoulder, and the two went back to the room and began to search with all their might.
The patchy room was cluttered with things and books piled up in the corners.
Josh thinks that if he kills himself, he should leave some last words or something.
The two rummaged through the room and soon found a journal.
Josh opened the diary, and sure enough, it recorded a passage from before she died.
[On November 12th, I just put my good news on the Internet to share with you, I wish you all to go ashore as soon as possible, I didn't expect to gain so much malice.
They concluded I was that kind of girl just by a tattoo on my wrist.
I was caught off guard by all kinds of insults.
They don't know me, they don't know me, and a picture alone can lead to countless conjectures. γ
[November 13th, in fact, I know that all this malice is because of him. They were jealous that I had eaten with him, and they thought I was a tattooed person, that I was a bad person, and that I should not defile their gods.
It's ridiculous, these executioners, why do they feel comfortable insulting my body and mind with sharp words across the Internet? They will regret it. γ
Josh felt a little sorry that such a girl, in the face of online violence, fell into a trap of self-confession, constantly denying and defending herself.
It's stupid.
It's not her who is wrong, it's those people.
Everywhere, it is always the weak who are persecuted.
The hand of the wicked will always reach only the weak.
But she didn't forget to extract key information, "jealous that I had dinner with him".
If she guessed correctly, this "he" should be the unprecedentedly popular rice on the Internet.
From this diary, it can basically be judged that it is the cause of death.
Josh crouched on the ground, staring at the bloodstain, what could have made her leave such a large puddle of blood in the room?
Suddenly, a scratch on the doorway caught her attention.
She leaned closer to the door and crouched down, seeing the marks on it.
Rob followed and squatted over: "What's wrong?" β
Josh pointed to the marks on the door, "Look at these, they are new traces. β
The door is yellowed, corroded by water vapor and dust, leaving a layer of dust on it, and a hard pick can pick off a little wood chips.
Unlike these yellowed marks, there are many new marks left near the bottom of the door crack, and the color of the marks is noticeably newer than the yellowed faΓ§ade next to it.
Especially near the crack in the door, the marks are more noticeable.
Rob also noticed: "It's ......"
Josh stretched out his finger and scratched the door, leaving an identical mark.
Rob's eyes widened in surprise: "Marks left by nails?" β
Josh nodded: "It should be, but other possibilities are not ruled out." β
Rob looked at these intricate scratches and couldn't help but hairy on his back: "So many marks? Could it be that he killed? β
Josh frowned slightly: "I'm not sure, it's also possible that I regretted it when I was dying at the end and wanted to call for help, but I lost too much blood in my body and it was too late." β
These scratches are deeper and deeper, and each one is messier, as if silently telling the despair and struggle of the deceased before death.
Whether it's suicide or homicide, but at least it's certain that he died in this room.
Josh patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go." β
Rob was surprised: "So fast? Don't you want to go down and check the body? β
Josh had already stepped on the window: "There is no body in the coffin, I probed it with spider silk." β
"No corpses?!"
Rob saw her run away, and hurriedly followed, this room was gloomy and cold, he didn't want to stay!
Josh and Rob go back to their room, just as Yu Ze returns.
When Luo Bu saw Yu Ze, he couldn't help but tell him everything he had just seen, and condemned him with righteous indignation: "What a mother and son who have lost their conscience, they actually used their daughter's death to make money through live broadcast!" β
Yu Ze took a sip of water: "Normal, in this world, in addition to the Internet, money is the most important." What can't those people do for the sake of money? β
Josh stared at him faintly.
Yu Ze: "...... Why? β
Josh: "That glass of water ......"
Yu Ze raised his eyebrows.
Josh: "A bug fell in last night, and I fished it out. β
Yu Ze: "......"
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A few people simply ate something and re-entered the game.
The second rematch is about to begin, and 10 out of more than 50 people will be selected.
Basically, it's a group of five, and 4 are eliminated.
Josh once again made the cut with her miserable singing and dancing skills.
Even Rob was brushed off, and she actually entered.
Suzanne looked at her with a look in her eyes that almost burst into flames.
Josh stood on the stage to thank the judges, and when she saw Suzanne roll her eyes in anger, she suddenly pointed the camera lens of the photographer next to her who took a close-up of her in the direction of Susanna, and picked up the microphone: "The eliminated rookie contestant, do you have any last words you want to express?" β
The camera turned suddenly, Susanna's expression froze suddenly, and the white of her eyes was rolling up.
It looked like she was rolling her eyes at the camera.
In order to save her image, she hurriedly flipped it up a few more times: "I'm sorry, it's my contact lens slide." β
Josh smiled and nodded, "Well, I thought you didn't compare to me, sulking." β
Suzanne struggled to keep herself from breaking the score, and she showed a sweet smile to the camera: "How come, I'm very happy that you are promoted." β
"That's good." Josh smiled slightly: "I'm also very happy to see you eliminated." After all, I'm a person who has never learned to dance, and you, a person who has studied dance for more than ten years, is quite honorable! β
Suzanne's smile froze at the corners of her mouth.
Snow Country held her down: "Hold back, you idiot, don't you see that she is deliberately provoking you?" β
Suzanne was stimulated by his look of disgust, and instantly came to her senses.
This Josh just wants to deliberately ruin her reputation!
On the third night, choose three out of 10.
Josh made the cut again.
Give the wives a good way~
Hey, hey, chirp, chirp~