The white screen light shone on Xia Lingge's face, and Xia Lingge dimmed the light and continued to read the constantly refreshing comments.

[It's terrible, it's terrible, I was right now, there were so many people at the scene, some of them were far away and some were close, and I chose him impartially, and the moment the dagger stabbed down, it was exactly the same as when Demon pierced the doll. 】

[Isn't it the upstairs that is Torto? Is it really that evil? And the man with the knife, why did he suddenly go insane? No sign at all? And the police, what about the police? The other party has provoked the video and can still let the object of protection die? Is this what we have now? 】

[L2's anger is so heavy, is there any injustice encountered in real life? Accidents happen all the time in the world, and who knows if someone suddenly has a nervous disorder? And now there are so many people, the surveillance video has also been called up, and the police are not idle, they are protecting the people all the time, what's wrong? The secretary's life is fate, and the lives of other people are not? 】

[Agree with L3, and that person is too, knowing that he is being targeted, he doesn't stay at home well, what are you running around?] 】

[Victim guilt theory? Is there still such a pig-brained person these days? (smiles)]

[Weakly interjected, the secretary's 'victim' is up for debate, didn't that Demon say it, the reason why he was chosen was because he used the doll to do something harmful, although this thing is quite outrageous, but if the doll can really connect people's lives, then it all makes sense.] 】

[Damn, why is this matter so complicated, do you know the secretary? What is he like? Is there any awesome netizens to probe his private life. 】

【Yes!】 】

[Ye**, 32 years old, born on 19**year*month**, is currently Qinsheng Group, and is the secretary of Qinsheng Group, the founder of Qinsheng Group......]

A long, long paragraph that includes, but is not limited to, the correspondence and names of his relatives and friends.

Xia Lingge watched quietly, turned off the homepage and sent a message to the person with the computer avatar, and then turned off the phone.

……

Good evening, everyone. 】

On the night of the mental murder in the department store, everyone, including the big screen in the night, once again changed to a man in a black robe and a demon mask at the same moment, but this time, no one faced him with a playful attitude.

Demon's black rubber-gloved hands crossed each other, his voice still in a processed electronic voice, and he whispered to the screen: "It's been three weeks since we last met, it's really fast, before I say the purpose of this appearance, please allow me to ask you in front of the screen to join me in a three-second silence for the loss of life.] 】

With that, Demon really lowered his head slightly.

Time flowed quietly for three seconds, and then suddenly the dull ancient bells rang, like a mournful sound that pierced the sky, like a terrifying drumstick, everyone listened to the three bells, and a certain sadness suddenly swelled in their hearts.

"I never meant to ignore life. 】

Demon continued: [His matter can now be handed over to the police, you don't need to dig deep and explore him, and you don't need to rise to others and parents because of someone - this is very unfair behavior, follow the order of the Internet, fully trust the police, this is what we should do. (End of chapter)