It was a fortune-telling live broadcast, but one billion people watched it

[The murderer is still alive! He even sneaked into Uncle Fan's house. Is Uncle Fan in danger? I'm so scared.]

【!!! It was so scary. I hugged my friend tightly, but as soon as I hugged her, she screamed. We both jumped around like idiots.】

[The murderer actually showed up at home in broad daylight. What’s going on? I’m so worried. Should I call the police?]

[Isn't Mr. Fan a policeman? Although he has retired, his fighting ability is definitely not a problem. ]

[Look at Mr. Fan's actions. The first action is to touch his waist. He wants to take the gun, right? ]

【Our country should allow police to take their guns back! 】

[Even if the police can take their guns home, there is still a problem. Don't forget that Officer Fan has retired. After retirement, there is no reason for him to carry a gun.]

[If the anchor is here, there will be no danger, right? If there are casualties on the scene later, I won’t dare to watch it. ]

[Call the police, call the police, call the police. This is important, say it three times. Has anyone in the live studio called the police? 】

In the capital, there were eight people sitting in a small conference room.

Shi Rou was among them. When she heard Luosangsang say that the murderer had entered Fan Songkang's house, Shi Rou immediately made a phone call.

Shi Rou's voice was a little unstable at first. She forced herself to calm down before she made her request clear.

Shi Rou called Lao Wu from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Lao Wu knew very well who lived in the family compound and would immediately organize people to go to Lao Fan's house.

After Shi Rou finished giving the instructions, she looked at the big screen with a frown. Her fingers tightened and veins appeared on the back of her hands.

Fan Songkang is a very outstanding people's policeman. If Fan Songkang was willing to take the administrative route, his position might be higher than Shi Rou, and he should be the one sitting in the small conference room.

Shi Rou was worried about her old friend. The intense mental shock made her migraine worse, and she pinched her eyebrows hard with her hands.

"Don't worry." A man with an ordinary face, short stature and a bald head spoke to Shi Rou.

"Shi Rou, you are too concerned. The situation is not as critical as you think. Judging from the tone of her words just now, the suspect of the 5.26 murder must have been brought in by someone. She asked Officer Fan to bring his cell phone. This at least shows one thing. The murderer must have come to the Fan family as a guest. He was not prepared to kill anyone."

"If the suspect of a crime committed 43 years ago really reappears, he is now an old man. Officer Fan is also an old man, but he is an excellent backbone of our public security system, and he can handle it if he is reminded."

After the ordinary-looking man started talking, Shi Rou's expression immediately relaxed a lot.

People in this small conference room can watch the live broadcast with a calm attitude.

Although the people in this conference room were calm, the cafeteria and dormitories of the People's Public Security University were filled with an uneasy atmosphere, and many people even screamed.

Xie Yanshu's roommates rolled up their sleeves, their faces flushed and their necks thick with excitement.

"If only we knew where Officer Fan lived, we must catch the murderer."

"I didn't expect the murderer was still alive and had the guts to come to Officer Fan's home to commit the crime! It's really despicable!"

Xie Yanshu fell into deep thought. He recalled what Luosangsang had said and made the same judgment as the ordinary man in the small conference room in the capital.

"You are too concerned. The suspect in the May 5.26 murder case should have entered the Fan family in a legitimate way. If you want to deal with two adults, even if he was a child when he committed the crime, assuming he was 12 years old, he would be 55 years old now. Facing a 60-year-old police officer, who do you think has the advantage?"

Xie Yanshu looked at his phone. It was the first time he watched Luosangsang’s live broadcast. He had to say that he understood the charm of this virtual man.

Her live broadcast is really watchable.

No wonder the number of people online has now reached one million!

·

When Fan Songkang heard what Luosangsang said, his first thought was to draw his gun.

His wife and son were at home, and they knew he wanted to apply for a connection, so they must be in the living room.

calm! calm!

Fan Songkang took a deep breath and stopped thinking about the possibility of his wife and son. His hands were already on his waist, but he did not touch the leather gun bag, but instead touched his straight suit.

Fan Songkang is a person with a strong sense of ritual. He usually wears soft woven home clothes at home, but today he had to make a live connection, so he specially wore a suit.

The cold air from the air conditioner in the room was blowing, and a layer of sweat broke out on his back. When the cold air blew, goose bumps covered his body.

Fan Songkang kicked off his slippers and even took off his socks. He quickly took off his suit jacket, revealing only the shirt underneath.

The suit jacket was too restrictive and not suitable for the activities I was going to attend, so I finished all this.

Fan Songkang came out from behind the door with an alloy baseball bat and said to Luosangsang on the phone, "I'm not going to bring my phone. There are several people on the other side."

When Sangsang saw Fan Songkang's nervous look and looked at the barrage of comments below, he realized that everyone was very nervous. He felt that an emergency had occurred and the murderer had sneaked into the house.

“Don’t be nervous or afraid!” Sangsang said quickly. “The criminal came here with his mother. He is from overseas. He does have a gun in America, but he has no way to get one in China. He didn’t bring any knives or anything else with him when he came here as a guest. He won’t hold your family hostage. Grandpa Fan, your wife and children are safe.”

[I'm scared to death, I hope you're safe. ]

[Fortunately, the old man didn't get a revenge script, so I can watch the live broadcast with peace of mind. ]

[Spread the flowers, I found that the anchor’s traffic has reached one million this time. There are really a lot of people watching this live broadcast. Our anchor has become very popular! ]

Fan Songkang immediately knew who Losangsang was talking about. The overseas person who brought his mother with him was Pei Linsen, who always made him feel very uncomfortable.

Pei Linsen graduated from Harvard University. Every time they met, he would bring red roses. When talking to him, he would always stare at him. His eyes were so sharp that made Fan Songkang feel a little uncomfortable.

Fan Songkang always thought that this was because Pei Linsen had lived in the United States for too long and that style was developed in the United States.

Now thinking back to Pei Linsen's eyes, it was indeed a look that was beyond human. He could abandon all emotions and gaze at everyone with the attitude of a superior observing.

Fan Songkang threw his cell phone into his trouser pocket, held the alloy baseball bat in one hand, and opened the study door with the other hand.

Although there is no more evidence yet, Fan Songkang thought of those staring eyes and he felt that the murderer of the May 5.26th bloody case was Pei Linsen.

·

When his son Fan Feichi heard what Luosangsang said, he had already realized that the murderer was either Qin Xiaoling or Pei Linsen.

Fan Feichi first turned off the screen projection function on his mother's mobile phone to avoid alarming the two people in front of him.

"My dad can't stay idle even after retirement. He plays script-killing games with others online."

Qin Xiaoling felt a little guilty at first, but she soon felt relieved. Yes, yes, yes, how could the Fan family know that their own son was the murderer? Qin Xiaoling had been following this matter and knew that the 5.26 bloody case had not been solved.

"What is script killing?" the old lady asked, "Can my Lin Sen play it too?"

"It can be considered a large-scale role-playing game." Fan Feichi touched his phone with a smile, took a look at it pretentiously and said, "Mom, Lily (Fan Feichi's girlfriend's nickname) said she asked someone to run errands to deliver something for me. Can you help me get it?"

Pei Juan hesitated for a few seconds and realized what the murderer meant. She knew that her son had been exercising since he was a child and had a good physique. Among the three members of the family, she was the one who was the biggest drag.

Pei Juan said, "Lily sent something over, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go downstairs. Oh, go to the kitchen and get the cherries out of the refrigerator for the guests. Also, call your dad down. He's playing even though we have guests at home."

Pei Juan had already walked out the door. Pei Linsen smiled and stood in front of Pei Juan, "Sister, my nephew's phone didn't light up or vibrate just now, and his phone screen stayed on the wallpaper. How could he run errands to deliver something?"

Pei Linsen tapped his phone and put one hand into his trouser pocket. "Why don't you tell me what the murderer meant just now? Maybe it's not a scripted murder, but he thinks I'm the murderer? Did he commit a murder in China?"

The blood in Pei Linsen's body began to flow faster. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. The last time he felt this passionate was when he hunted down the FBI in the United States.

And now, he has to confront the Chinese police over the first case 43 years ago?

The police did not retain any biological samples at that time, and although his first crime was crude, China had no evidence.

The show has already begun, he won't let his cousin leave at this time!