kill?

Broken-corpse?

abnormal?

Mental ill?

Just at the beginning, countless sensitive words appear, making everyone feel the extraordinary.

The opening atmosphere is even more solemn and weird than the Tomb Raiders' notes.

"From God's perspective, these people are also our brothers, sisters, parents, husband and wife, and children. I want to put them in my arms, like a cactus surrounded by cuckoos, and then present the darkness in my hands to the world..." Ye Lingchen's voice carried a strange magic, as if he was stating a fact, and as if he was just telling a story, "The ten most strange murders: cellar prison slaves, rainy night ghosts, human fur people, pervert legends, mental hospitals, body snowmen... Which one is more terrifying and which one is more shocking?"

"So, are you all ready? Give you another ten seconds to relieve your mood, because the story I am about to tell is called "Ten Sins"!"

The alternative preface completely broke the hearts of the audience. Under the dark screen, it seemed like a flash of doors were opened. Inside the door, there were terrifying murders, and ten seconds later, these would be presented to you one by one.

Excited, uneasy, fear, worry, countless complex emotions appeared in their hearts. At this moment, many people actually felt fear and retreat. They dared not listen, but their strong curiosity kept them.

"Mr. Wang, what God Y said this time...is criminal suspense?" Song Qian's throat rolled slightly and he spoke softly.

He had a strong premonition that this time, he should have had the right bet again.

Mr. Wang shook his head and signaled Song Qian not to speak. His eyes were staring at the dark screen, pursing his lips, and holding his breath.

He was already attracted.

What Ye Lingchen said was indeed a crime suspense, but unlike ordinary crime suspense, he talked about extremely special cases. Some of these cases were bloody, some were high IQ, some were weird, some were thrilling, and some were thrilling, and they fully displayed human nature!

The attraction of suspense novels can be completely paralleled by ghost stories, because they can deeply grasp people's hearts!

Live broadcast room.

Silence for ten seconds.

But it's as long as a century.

In these ten seconds, countless people had countless thoughts in their hearts, like the waves striking across the shore, endlessly.

But surprisingly, there are very few words on the barrage.

"Chapter 1: Cellar prisoner, if you want to come in, leave your hope outside the door first Dante

In 2000, the locust flowers in the suburbs of Beijing bloomed. The large bunches of locust flowers hung down, and the rich fragrance of flowers made people sleepy. Two migrant workers lay on the river bank with their heads resting on their shoes and fell asleep. After a nap, dark clouds rolled from the sky, and the spring was chilly, and it suddenly snowed. The snowflakes and locust flowers fell in the wind.

Two trembling migrant workers talked about winter like this: Last winter, it was so cold. My hands were frozen, my feet were frozen, and my ears were frozen. Yes, my hands were frozen, and my feet were frozen, but my ears were not frozen. Do you have a hat? I don’t have ears!"

A dark screen, with more than one million people online, is so quiet that it is terrible.

Everyone was instantly pulled into the story.

Just a few short sentences, coupled with Ye Lingchen's deliberately suppressed voice, the person in front of the screen inexplicably trembled from the depths of his soul!

Bloodthirsty.

Surprise.

Strange.

Everyone has a feeling that this story seems to be more exciting than "Grave Robbers' Chronicles"!

At this moment, each of them seemed to have entered the crime scene in person, and kept following Ye Lingchen's description and found one detail after another, getting closer and closer to the result.

At the same time, with the analysis, they became closer and closer to the hearts of criminals, and whether it was the perverted techniques or the perverted thoughts, they all made them feel cold.

"Because the light is dim, the picture looks very blurry. The person carrying Miss Anqi only showed half of his head, and was blocked by Miss Anqi's hair, making it difficult to distinguish the hairstyle and physical characteristics. Su Mei magnified the picture by a hundred times and used a computer to do clear technology. The result showed that the person was wearing a helmet..."

Finally, the truth gradually emerged and the traces of the real murderer and the victim were found.

"Hualong took a step forward and kicked the sideways. The iron door was not locked. It opened with a bang and slowly rebounded back. In the gap between the door, everyone clearly saw a person lying on the ground! A huge person! To be precise, a huge corpse..."

However, as the investigation was conducted, the body of a witness was found, and the case seemed to become more confusing.

All the listeners' hearts were raised, and they were eager to know what happened, where the kidnapped and raped Miss Anqi is now and what is her situation.

"Today's live broadcast content ends here, and you are welcome to listen to it at the same time tomorrow."

Ye Lingchen's words brought the audience who were involved back to reality.

[Damn it! Don't, don't bring this, you can finish the first case!]

【Fuck! God Y, you have changed, how can I sleep at night if you make me sleep!】

[Yes, I'll shoot a rocket for you. Can you continue to talk about it? If you think it's too little, let's join us to brush it for you!]

[It's so scary. Now I suddenly feel that no one is scary about the ghosts in "Grave Robbers' Chronicles"!]

【Yes, I also think that many times, the devil is in the human world!】

...

The entire live broadcast room was blown up directly, and the case was almost over. It was too encouraging to end your sudden end.

However, facing everyone's wailing, Ye Lingchen closed the live broadcast room without hesitation.

Tigerfish headquarters.

"There is also this God of Y. What's wrong with talking about it for a while? At least tell us what's going on." Someone couldn't help but mutter.

Song Qian nodded deeply, "It's too much, he definitely did it."

"You guys say, how did the murderer succeed?" Wang Yuan also asked.

They were also immersed in the story and even began to discuss the plot of the story.

Ten minutes later, Wang Yuan was stunned. Damn, I'm talking nonsense here, hurry up and read the data!

He suddenly shouted, "Data! Hurry, God of Y's data!"

Although I feel that the data of "Ten Deadly Sins" is definitely very good, you can only feel at ease if you determine the data!

"Mr. Wang, the data is here!" Soon, Xiao Zhang walked over quickly with a list.

"Yesterday's peak online number was 1.21 million, today's peak online number was 1.25 million, and the number of people lost during the period was 55,000."

"Hahaha, I am worthy of being the God of Y!" Mr. Wang's face turned red with excitement. The peak audience of God of Y not only did not lose, but instead increased!

This is not an exaggeration to describe it as a miracle.

"The loss rate is a little larger than that of the ghost blowing light." Song Gan frowned slightly.

"This is easy to understand. After all, it is a variety of terrible crimes, and many people dare not watch it. Moreover, it is not suitable for children. Only more than 50,000 people are lost, which is already very good!"

Mr. Wang was obviously extremely excited and waved his hand, "Y God's Cliff is a talent! No wonder he doesn't like the manuscript we prepared for him. This is another classic. The potential of "Ten Sins" is no less than "Grave Robbers' Chronicles". We must continue to promote it!"
Chapter completed!