Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 117 - 90: A 200-Yuan Gift, Becoming His Girlfriend
Same time.
Following Zhou Zhicheng’s instructions at the meeting, although the killer was not the victim’s lover, he certainly had communicated with her, said the policewoman, who was continuously browsing through her chat software content.
She actually found something useful.
"Captain Zhou!"
At this moment, she briskly walked to Zhou Zhicheng’s office.
"I found something suspicious on the victim’s phone."
She placed the replicated evidence in front of him.
"This man has harassed the victim more than once over the past month."
The word "harassment" was used because, aside from initial normal communication, it later escalated to one-sided harassment.
"They became friends about half a month ago. It started off normal, but he openly expressed wanting the victim to be his girlfriend, which differed from other online contacts."
"Even after being rejected, he continued to harass her, even threatening to find her. Eventually, she blocked him."
She also saw several missed calls from unknown numbers on the victim’s phone. They were always made late at night. One block would lead to other numbers continuously calling.
Just from these brief descriptions, an image already formed in everyone’s minds.
Zhou Zhicheng nodded: "So far, based on the clues, this man is highly suspicious."
"Have you found detailed information about him?"
"Yes." The policewoman nodded, taking out another sheet, "His name is Fang Haiyang. Previously lived in another city but now resides in Qinghe, he’s an unemployed man."
"They probably met in a live stream."
*
A moment ago, Xia Ling was very excited but immediately became restless after hearing Mu Yunchu’s words.
[Man? What man?]
[Where did this man come from? Wasn’t it said earlier that Zhu Hong was killed by a fateful encounter?]
Xia Ling was completely panicked.
All the previous confidence had vanished.
She didn’t understand who this woman really was.
How could she know so much?
But this wasn’t the most frustrating moment yet.
In the live stream room, someone suddenly spoke.
[I think I know what the streamer is talking about, look what I found?]
[What’s up? What’s up?]
[Zhu Hong’s death is trending, it’s all over the internet. According to her neighbor’s speculation, she might have been killed by a lover due to an emotional dispute!]
[There’s also talk about being killed by the top boss.]
[Ah??]
[Bro, post a portal in the group, I want to check it out!]
[I just checked out. It’s really frustrating, searched for a long time and found no real news. Based on a neighbor’s speculation, they spread nasty rumors about a deceased?]
[But it may not be false, since neighbors see her every day, maybe they know better what kind of person she is.]
[Do you have evidence to say this? You must be one of those commenting.]
[Wait... don’t argue over such matters. If what the streamer is saying is about Zhu Hong, she mentioned the fateful encounter leading the killer...]
...
Afraid that her deepest secret would be discovered, Xia Ling shouted for them to shut up.
But it was in vain.
She couldn’t control what the internet users wanted to say.
Meanwhile, the probing speculations gradually pieced together the whole story.
As Zhu Hong learned dancing online, her popularity and income gradually increased. To create better live streaming effects, she even saved money to enroll in dance classes.
She thought her life was improving a little, but it changed when she encountered Xia Ling.
That night, Xia Ling was browsing videos as usual, looking for the next target.
It was then that Zhu Hong, energetically dancing, appeared in the active atmosphere of the live stream room.
With just one glance, Xia Ling confirmed her next target.
Xia Ling looked at the upper right corner for the number of viewers and roughly categorized her into her "second-tier streamer" classification.
And planned to use small gifts to lead her into saying or doing something against the rules.
Unexpectedly, the tried-and-tested method took an unexpected turn with Zhu Hong.
She couldn’t afford expensive gifts, and cheap ones got lost in the sea of gifts.
Xia Ling gritted her teeth and spent her ten days’ food money to give her a hundred yuan gift.
But it didn’t lead to any success.
At this point, she found herself in a somewhat awkward position.
If she gave up, she’d lose a hundred yuan.
But continuing might incur even greater losses.
Ultimately, Xia Ling decided to continue watching the live stream.
Since she used a female account and stayed with Zhu Hong for a long time, the latter really thought she was a good person, and they naturally exchanged contact information.
At this point, Xia Ling began her third phase of the plan.
Gradually, due to her trust, Zhu Hong lowered her defenses, and they violated rules more than once during live stream chats.
Then, on the third occasion, Zhu Hong’s account got marked as a dangerous user. As Xia Ling intended, she was fined and when unblocked, the live room traffic dropped significantly.
People live in reality, and during her disappearance, many fans were attracted elsewhere, leaving only the very loyal ones.
Mu Yunchu paused here.
Perhaps having talked too much, her throat felt dry, and she took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.
At the same time, she glanced at some comments on the bullet screen cursing Xia Ling for being immoral.
"If that was all she did, at least Zhu Hong wouldn’t have lost her life."
Just when Xia Ling received the commission as expected and planned to disappear from this live stream room, she suddenly encountered someone.
"A new man in the live stream room."
Not even two minutes into watching her dance, the man gave a 200 yuan gift directly. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
After Zhu Hong expressed her thanks, he proposed she become his girlfriend.
[??? What did I just hear? 200 yuan gift? And expects the streamer to be his girlfriend, what a cheek!]
Of course, Zhu Hong couldn’t agree.
But couldn’t escape his continuous harassment backstage, so Zhu Hong decided to return the money.
[I think it’s right, return the money to him.]
[This kind of person is terrifying, offering 200 yuan and thinking he owns her. I’ve never demanded anything after spending thousands in someone else’s stream.]
"But because of this, they exchanged contact information."
First thing after adding as friends, Zhu Hong transferred back the 200 yuan red packet.
[The streamer is really pitiful, actually, 200 yuan gets deducted significantly by the platform, she doesn’t receive it all.]
[But there’s no choice, without returning it, who knows what such a man would do next.]
Mu Yunchu sighed slightly.
Even though Zhu Hong returned the money, she couldn’t escape her tragic fate.
