On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

The sunlight shines through the window and into the house.

I saw that the brand new bedding on the bed was now stained with blood.

In the sunlight, the blood appeared a reddish-brown color that made your scalp tingle.

The head of the person lying on the bed was missing, leaving only an empty neck, which was truly shocking.

Those netizens who were still in a half-asleep state were instantly shuddered when they saw this scene.

Their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, and they subconsciously threw the phones in their hands away.

You should know that this scene is not isolated. It is happening simultaneously in every corner of the country.

Even those who were merely watching on their mobile phones were horrified, so one can imagine the reactions of those who witnessed this scene.

Accompanied by sharp screams, many people who had just pushed open the door and walked in felt their legs go weak and fell to the ground.

The blood drained from their faces instantly, and their eyes were filled with fear and shock.

The one with the most exaggerated reaction was Tang Tang.

Although she had fallen to the ground, she ignored the pain and used her hands and feet to crawl to the bed.

She stretched out her trembling hands, hugged the headless corpse on the bed tightly, and then burst into tears.

At the same time, Vincent, who was the last one to walk in, was stunned.

His eyes flashed with deep remorse, his face was filled with disbelief, and he kept muttering to himself, "This is impossible! I haven't slept all night, and no one has entered this room. How could this happen?"

As he spoke, he suddenly went crazy and began to slap himself frantically. Each slap was so powerful that the crisp sound echoed in the room.

Then, he looked up at the sky and let out a roar of agony, "Why? Can anyone tell me why this is happening?" He quickly rushed to the bed, plopped down on his knees, and choked out his words, "Tang Tang, everything I said is true. I'm not telling a single lie!"

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly think of something. His head, which had been lowered, suddenly raised up and a light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he stood up suddenly and rushed towards the opposite door with big strides.

There was a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open by him. Lin Feng, who was dozing at the door, was also awakened.

However, Vincent didn't even look at him and rushed into the room.

He saw Huang Xu lying safely on the bed at a glance, his face peaceful and his complexion even rosier than before, as if he was in a sweet dream.

If the situation continues like this, it won't be long before he wakes up.

Watching this scene, Vincent's last shred of hope instantly vanished. His legs gave way, and he fell to his knees again, screaming at the top of his lungs, "Why? Can anyone tell me why this is happening?"

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice behind him: "Why are you here?"

Vincent turned his head suddenly. When he saw Lin Feng, he grabbed Lin Feng's hand as if he had found a lifeline. He shouted, "Lin Feng, you did it, didn't you? It must have been you!"

His eyes were as big as copper bells, filled with anger and suspicion.

Lin Feng was stunned and said in bewilderment, "What do you mean? I don't understand a word you say."

At this time, the people who had entered Boss Ling's room before also followed.

They watched this scene with their own eyes, each of them completely bewildered, their faces filled with confusion, not knowing what exactly was going on.

"It must be you. You killed Uncle Ling but didn't kill Fourth Uncle Huang. Your goal is to pin all this on me. Right?"

Vincent continued to shout passionately, his face twisted with anger.

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and a thoughtful look appeared on their faces.

However, before they could even open their mouths, Lin Feng forcefully shook off Vincent's hand and shouted, "Are you sick? I've been here all night. How could I have the time to kill someone? Could you please stop making such ridiculous jokes?"

At the same time, he looked at the confused crowd behind him with a bewildered look on his face and asked, "Also, what's wrong with Uncle Ling? Why did he say that?"

It was only then that the people behind him rushed in and stopped the agitated Vincent. Then, they briefly recounted what had happened.

A moment later, Lin Feng also appeared in Boss Ling's room.

He looked at the headless corpse on the bed, his eyes instantly becoming serious, and he instantly fell into deep thought.

At the same time, there was another noisy sound of footsteps coming from outside.

Then, Zhou Shuai and the others came in all at once, their faces filled with anxiety and concern.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Xiang also finished the autopsy.

His expression was grave as he spoke slowly, "The victim's head was severed with a sharp weapon. Of course, the broken neck appears to have been subjected to high-temperature treatment. Therefore, the victim's bleeding was not significant. Therefore, I suspect this isn't the original crime scene."

"How is this possible? Are you doubting me?"

Vincent sputtered, "I've already said it before, I didn't sleep a wink the entire night. I'm absolutely certain no one has ever entered this room, let alone taken Uncle Ling away, killed someone, and then brought him back. Also, I'm not bragging, but with my martial arts skills, even if someone came in and out while I was soundly asleep, making such a commotion, I wouldn't have missed it!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms, trying his best to defend himself.

Looking at Vincent's confident look, everyone fell silent in an instant.

Their brows were furrowed, their hearts filled with doubts, and they remained silent for a long time.

Zhou Shuai, on the other hand, looked up and asked curiously, "Why did the murderer do this? What was his intention?" "We've already visited the mummies enshrined in Uncle Ling's home and know that they are headless. The murderer is undoubtedly doing this to dispel the illusion that the mummies killed people and mislead us."

Fang Xiang continued his conversation, analyzing the situation clearly. "Now let's get back to the murderer's modus operandi. He first cut off the victim's head, then used high temperature to treat the wound, obviously to stop the bleeding. So, I guess he didn't want to create too much blood and expose his whereabouts."

His words revealed professionalism and calmness, which made people convinced.

As time went on, the audience in the live broadcast room also calmed down.

After hearing Fang Xiang say this, many people's eyes lit up.

"Fuck, it has to be Lin Feng again! I finally know why he went to the knife factory to light a fire yesterday. Turns out he wasn't doing it to meet his KPI, but to prevent blood from splattering when he killed someone, to avoid revealing any clues."

"That's right, Lin Feng is really amazing. He thought of all the consequences before committing the crime."

"That doesn't make sense. Didn't Vincent say he didn't sleep all night and never saw anyone come in? Then how did Lin Feng commit the crime?"

"Who knows? I'm afraid only Lin Feng himself knows."

"Oh, I really regret it now. I wish I hadn't gone to bed so early yesterday and stayed up until now."

"No, I can't take it anymore. I have to go find the live slice from last night."

"I'm warning you, once you've finished watching it, don't come here to spoil the show. Spoilers will kill your whole family."

While everyone was discussing this, Zhou Shuai subconsciously glanced at Lin Feng, then said mysteriously, "I think I've guessed how the murderer committed the crime."

He never stops talking until his words shock people. Almost in an instant, everyone cast their curious eyes on Zhou Shuai.

Even Tang Tang was no exception. She quickly walked over, grabbed Zhou Shuai's hand, and shook it up and down, saying anxiously, "It's already this late, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me quickly, how did the murderer do it?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Some even urged in unison, "That's right, hurry up."