On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

Then, the screen in the live broadcast room went dark.

Immediately afterwards, a line of text appeared on the screen - Soon, Lin Feng and Tang Tang came to the police station together. When the detective took out Elizabeth's portrait, Tang Tang accidentally knocked over the water glass. Lin Feng took the opportunity to take a picture of Elizabeth's portrait with his mobile phone.

Almost instantly, the entire live broadcast room erupted in an uproar: "Holy crap! What the hell is going on? Isn't the production team openly helping Raymond Lam cheat? Don't they even pretend?"

"Yeah, directors, can you guys have some shame? Seeing Vincent's performance so well, you're getting scared again, right? So you're secretly giving Lin Feng a break?"

"If you do this, what's the point? Just declare Lin Feng the winner!"

……

In an instant, this conspiracy theory became a hot topic, even gradually climbing the trending search list of major social media apps.

As this rumor became more and more popular on the Internet, even the staff of the director team could no longer sit still, including Zhang Dachui.

After all, if this kind of talk continues, it will probably have a certain impact on the reputation of the program. Therefore, after seeing that the matter had almost fermented, he deliberately used the program team's public account to post a Weibo to explain:

Dear viewers, I must explain your suspicions. We don't favor any guest on the show, nor do we lower the difficulty level. The reason we included this conversation in the program description is because our cameras captured Mr. Lin Feng's entire lip movements while he spoke. We used AI to analyze Mr. Lin Feng's next move.

This matter isn't as complicated as everyone imagines; it's simply a matter of saving time for the live broadcast. After all, everyone has already noticed that this matchup is pretty evenly matched. If all the time is wasted on handing over to the relevant personnel, I'm afraid we might not be able to finish this episode in just two weeks."

At the end of this Weibo post, there was even an experiment using AI to recognize lip movements.

In order to dispel everyone's doubts, the program team even updated a rule - in subsequent programs, the guests' conversations must be open and there will be no more whispering.

Lin Feng was stunned when he first received Zhang Dachui's notification. However, he didn't take it too seriously. After all, it wouldn't affect his next move.

Looking at the photo on Lin Feng's phone, Tang Tang nodded gently. "It must be said that the police station's portrait artist is quite talented. This portrait of Huang Hai is incredibly lifelike. However, this photo alone doesn't seem to be of much use. What should we do next?"

"Let's go to the city now. Wouldn't it be better if we hire a private detective to investigate?"

Zhang Dachui, who was watching the live broadcast at the moment, couldn't help but brighten his eyes: "Immediately arrange for a private detective NPC who can recognize Elizabeth's identity at a glance!"

Because of this, Lin Feng and Tang Tang easily learned about Elizabeth's information and found the contact information and address of Elizabeth's photography studio online.

Afterwards, Lin Feng drove Tang Tang to the vicinity of Elizabeth's studio.

Then he dialed a number.

An official and pleasant voice came from the speaker of Lin Feng's phone: "This is Elizabeth Photography Studio..."

"Could you please call Miss Elizabeth for me?"

Soon, Elizabeth's familiar voice came from the receiver: "Hello, I'm Elizabeth. Who are you?"

"I saw you kill that poor girl."

In Elizabeth's live broadcast room, when she heard these words, her expression changed drastically, and even her voice trembled slightly: "Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am. If you don't want to ruin your reputation and Vincent's reputation, then throw your phone in the trash can downstairs. Remember, I only give you three minutes. If you don't come out within three minutes, I'll go straight to the reporters. Also... leave your other contact information in this phone and put the password on it."

Although Lin Feng's voice was not loud, these words were like a thunderclap in Elizabeth's ears.

She staggered back a step and fell to the ground with a thud.

The others in the studio were startled and quickly helped him up, asking with concern, "Boss, are you okay?"

At this time, Elizabeth's expression improved slightly. However, she didn't say much, just waved her hand gently and drove everyone out of her office.

"I……"

It was not until she finished speaking that she heard a busy tone in the receiver. It turned out that the other party had hung up the phone long ago.

Almost subconsciously, she was about to call Vincent. However, Lin Feng's previous words lingered in her ears like a demonic sound.

She shuddered, taped the password to her phone, and rushed out of her studio in two steps.

Soon, she walked out of the office building and threw her phone into a trash can not far away.

Then, she quickly walked into the office building, but he did not go upstairs. Instead, he hid at the door and stared at the trash can.

Soon, a little girl of seven or eight years old came over, took out a cell phone from the trash can, and then skipped into an alley.

I have to admit that this scene happened quite suddenly.

When Elizabeth came to her senses and chased out, the office building was empty and there was no sign of the little girl.

After a moment's pause, Elizabeth quickly returned to her studio. After a brief pause, she made a call using her other phone.

Soon, the call was connected. Vincent's somewhat dissatisfied voice came from the receiver: "Why did you call me suddenly? Didn't we agree not to contact each other anymore?"

Elizabeth's eyes turned red and her voice became choked: "Do you think I want to contact you? Isn't this because something happened? How can you be like this? You scolded me without knowing right or wrong..."

Only then did Vincent's voice soften a little: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. What happened? Tell me slowly."