Chapter 55: Three Graves 18

Probably really scared, the dynasty came quickly.
Lin Chen's torture waited for a while from the school gate, and saw a taxi driving from a distance like a gallop. The teenager jumped off the taxi, his face pale, his footsteps floating, and his palms covered with sweat.
After he got out of the car, the first action was to plug the computer into Xun Conglian's hand, and he still screamed, "Boss, hold it away from me."
Young people like the dynasty have a natural and cheerful nature, and they dominate the Internet in the online world. It is really difficult to encounter any problems that can scare him.
In view of the current situation of the teenager, it is really not suitable to discuss the case immediately. Lin Chen brought him to the small cafe in the school.
Here are usually places where professors and lecturers talk about scientific research ideas. Few students will come. The environment is quiet and elegant. The key is that there are whole floor-to-ceiling windows and soft large sofas, which are very warm and comfortable.
Lin Chen ordered a cup of hot cocoa for the dynasty. After the hot drink sprinkled with chocolate crumbs was brought up, the young boy's pale face was better.
The warmth of the sun dispelled the cold spring.
The dynasty held a porcelain cup and drank a large mouthful of hot drink, only to feel that the daylight was falling on him, and his hands and feet began to gradually warm up.
On the opposite sofa, Lin Chen and Xun Conglian sat together, waiting quietly for the teenager to calm down.
After a while, the dynasty lowered the porcelain cup and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Seeing his face turn rosy, Punishment leaned forward slightly, leaning his elbow on the coffee table, and said gently: "Tell me, how did you find them?"
"I'm smart!" The dynasty sucked his nose and waved his hand to the prisoner to open the computer.
"The privacy of deepweb means that I can't find the video I want with the usual search methods. Even if I edit the program, I have to write a broken hand to solve the problem. The boss didn't have time to write such a long program for me. Then, I Suddenly there was a flash of light. In a place like the Dark Web, there is something that is omnipotent! "
"what?"
"Money!"
The teenager rubbed his fingers warily, and it seemed that the resilience was a bit amazing.
"On deepweb, there is a special bounty website. If you have money, you can kill people and set fire without evil. I tried it and posted the photos intercepted by Wang Shishi's mother. I offered a reward of 100 bitcoins. I want to find the original video and post it. The video website, soon, someone personally wrote to me, saying that it was a live website, and then gave me the entrance to the website. "Said the dynasty, stopped, and poured hot cocoa," Boss, you pay this money. "
Xun Lian couldn't help but knock on his head: "Don't sell off."
"Oh, give you a deepweb for popular science. Most websites require special entrances to enter, and some websites are also shot for a different place. Only long-term squatting members can enter. When I look at that entrance, I first feel that It's a website that can't see the light of business. "Wang Chao said, in order to prove that what he said was true, he re-entered the website at that time, but the page could no longer be displayed." When I went in, the website had started broadcasting live, that The angle of the video is very high, it seems that someone intruded into the school's surveillance system, and then I just saw someone jump off the rooftop of the school. "
"Are you recording?" Xun Conglian asked.
"Recorded." The young man replied, solemnly solemn.
He opened another video, which is a website with almost black pages. At the top of the website, there are two bright red words "".
The structure of the entire website is concise to the extreme. In the middle is a live broadcast screen. On the left is a simple message bar. At the bottom is a cluster of golden flowers.
Lin Chen's gaze was fixed on that live broadcast.
After all, it is a surveillance video, the pixels are not high, and the particles in the picture are very large. It can be completely distinguished. The location in the video is the 3rd teaching building of Yongchuan University and the student square downstairs.
Lin Chen recalled the arrangement of the entire school's teaching building. The dynasty was right. This is the surveillance video on the top of Building No. 4.
The dynasty entered a bit late. The first video he recorded was a girl in a purple dress jumping from the top of the building. The girl looked like a fluttering butterfly, spreading a graceful posture in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
That is the scene of Jiang Liu jumping from the top of the building.
Even more frightening is that after Jiang Liu fell from the building, the live video even switched the lens, and the picture became a close-up of the bottom of the pool. The girl's head was bleeding and she was lying on the pebbles on her back, and the blood was scattered.
The expressions of the bystanders were dull. Some even squatted on the ground, covering their ears hard, and opened their mouths silently. There was no sound in the picture, but they could clearly feel that the man was screaming with hissing energy.
Looking at those terrified expressions, Lin Chen suddenly realized that the live broadcaster even switched the surveillance camera picture to make the picture smoother, like a silent movie.
This is not a simple suicide video, this is simply a carefully planned live broadcast of death.
It was warm and bright outside the window, and there was heating in the cafe, but Lin Chen clearly felt that his heart had become cold.
He couldn't help looking at the man next to him.
Xing Cong was faceless, but his eyes moved up and down quickly, as if reading something.
Lin Chen moved her gaze to the message box on the left side of the live broadcast screen. Then she realized that Xun Cong had been watching the content of the messages that were refreshed quickly.
Those conversations are flowing like water, which is dizzying. Not only Chinese, English, but also Arabic and Russian, and some sentences, even the language can not be distinguished.
Lin Chen took another look at Xun Lianlian, with some surprises. Looking at Xun Lianlian's appearance, he seemed to be able to read all these sentences.
"What did the message say?" He asked.
Xing Conglian heard the words, didn't answer, just pressed his hand, as if to say, wait.
Just then, Lin Chen's breathing was stagnant, and he saw himself appearing in the picture.
Xu Hao really sat on the edge of the rooftop, her feet were suspended, and she turned her head back when she heard the iron gate being pushed open.
It was a weird feeling, looking at the person walking slowly on the rooftop, Lin Chen almost wanted to yell at himself, don't be slow, rush over, you have a chance to save her!
However, it is an established fact that cannot be changed by regret.
He stared at himself, stopping not far behind the girl, and he watched the girl turn back, showing that contented smile.
In his ear, the voice at that time appeared.
He heard her say, brother, you have to cheer!
As if there was a big hand, tightening his heart, the pain was so extreme that Lin Chen couldn't help lowering his head and covering his face.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that no matter how much self-consolation, he deceived himself. He really regretted it, very, very regretted it.
He wanted to save her but couldn't help it.
If time can go backwards, that would be great.
Xing Conglian was sitting in the warm sunshine, watching the young girl sitting on the edge of the roof, jumping down.
The screen was a bit dazzling, and even the picture was a little dim. He saw Lin Chen standing on the top of the building with one hand half stretched out, trying to hold something, but eventually stopped.
At the end of the video, he was fixed on Lin Chen. The youth's white clothes seemed to be transparent, and the sun was bright, and the sky was blue, but he felt very cold, bitingly cold.
He turned his head a little stiffly, Lin Chen hadn't looked at the picture anymore, but just covered his face with his hands, leaned on his body, and kept silent.
Xing Conglian wanted to reach out and grabbed Lin Chen's shoulder, but his hand also reached halfway, then he paused in the air.
Because he found that Lin Chen's posture was like a statue, not even shaking his back, he was not crying.
Yeah, that's Lin Chen, Lin Chen who doesn't even need relief.
The prisoner withdrew his hand and then hooked his fingers to the waiter.
After a long time, Lin Chen felt that someone patted his shoulder.
He raised his head, and his vision was full of handsome young men with mixed swords, because his face was covered for a long time, and his vision became blurred.
A cup of hot coffee was stuffed into his hands.
Perhaps the heat was permeating. He only felt that the eyes in the field of vision were beautiful, with a bit of blue and a bit of green, like a mountain like a sea, and a small amount of sun scattered over it. It was just beautiful and gentle, making it impossible to find the right Words to describe.
Then he heard the sentence start from Lian's deep voice.
He said: "It is said that it can stimulate dopamine secretion, that is, it will make you feel happier.
Suddenly, Lin Chen laughed suddenly.
What a bastard, even if it's comforting, plagiarism.
The coffee in his hand was very hot, and he took a big sip, like pouring a spirit, from his throat to his stomach, as if it was about to burn.
It hurts a bit, so it's real.
"Sorry, I can't stand it just now," he said.
Xing Cong even stared at Lin Chen, only to feel that this sentence was too frank and there was no disguise at all. It was so sincere that people could never think of anything to take. He suddenly felt that he should go to Italy and rebuild it. , Will no longer coax people ...
Consultant Lin certainly did not know the captain's mind. He quickly packed up his emotions, and then said to the dynasty, "This website was closed after the live broadcast suicide?"
Comrade Wang Chaoxiao just came back to God. He looked at Lin Chen's pale face, concerned: "Yeah, then this silly website will be closed. Ah Chen, don't you matter, do you want me to hug you?"
"It's okay." Lin Chen couldn't help rubbing his head and asked, "What kind of website is this, is it profitable?"
"It seems to be charged, but I didn't spend any money to get in. Maybe the person who gave me the entrance paid for it, so I just went in along the link."
Xun Lian heard the words and nodded, as if he had approved the words of the dynasty.
He said, pointing to the end of the message board and saying, "Someone here asks the entrance of the next live broadcast and how to buy it."
Lin Chen looked at him with his fingers and found that it was a Russian message. Underneath, there seemed to be two French responses.
"Did anyone answer?"
"No, the Russians have been scolded ..."