Chen Yuanquan didn't mind waiting and browsed the dark web posts with interest.
Qin Ye saw his expression, knew his character well, and vaguely guessed what he was thinking.
"You're not planning to kill people for research again, are you?"
"No one knows me better than the King of Night." Chen Yuanquan admitted frankly, and smiled: "Since these people are going to commit suicide anyway, they don't want their own lives anymore, so why not give them to me?"
"I'll let them live out their remaining lives... How about I use them to study the infected spirits?"
Just as Qin Ye was about to answer.
"The live broadcast is on!" Abe shouted.
Following Ashiya Nami's instruction, she also used her mobile phone to access the suicide forum on the dark web, checked the posts, and discovered that the live broadcast of the posts had been opened in advance.
…
Just like bees smelling honey, they swarm over.
The live broadcast of the suicide post started in just one minute and attracted thousands of viewers.
at this time.
Suicide victims across Japan sat at their computers or in private rooms at internet cafes and watched through the live broadcast room as a young man wearing a mask appeared on the screen.
He described his intention to commit suicide.
Perhaps because his words were kind before his death, he patiently answered questions in the live broadcast room.
Chen Yuanquan thought about it and quickly typed in the live broadcast commentary - Hey, bro, can you take off the mask? It's too much of an eyesore.
Suicide is a sign of madness.
After two or three seconds, the suicide nodded and took off his mask.
"Take a screenshot quickly and let the Onmyoji Bureau investigate this person." One of the girls in kimono hurriedly said.
Abe Haruta nodded. She was in charge of logistics and was happy to help. She quickly took a screenshot of his face and sent it to the Onmyoji Bureau.
During this period.
Chen Yuanquan thought about it and handed the phone to Qin Ye.
"What?" Qin Yeyu.
"Talk to this person and get some information out of him."
"Why me?"
"Because you're the eloquent Night King, and because I'm an anti-social person, I can't chat, especially with someone who's suicidal. I'm afraid the conversation will break down. I was planning to hang myself at 12 o'clock, but I'll do it right away if I start chatting with you. Because I really want to do that."
Seeing Chen Yuanquan's fiery and perverted expression, Abe Qingtian and other girls subconsciously stepped back.
Just by looking at his eyes, even if they couldn't read his expression, they were sure in their hearts that Chen Yuanquan really wanted to instigate the other party to die quickly.
Qin Ye took the phone.
“Actually, I’m not very good at chatting…”
While he was saying this, his fingers were rapidly tapping the screen, typing in barrages and chatting with the suicide man.
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After that, three minutes passed.
At this moment, Abe was stunned, and the girls in kimono were dumbfounded...
at this time.
Watching the live broadcast, Suicide Hunter kept calling Qin Ye "Big Brother Ye", and even the audience followed suit, calling him "Big Brother Ye", and the comments they sent out showed their admiration.
The girls in kimonos couldn't help but look at Qin Ye.
Qin Ye responded: "Why are you looking at me? I'm just trying to fit in with them."
"After all, if you want to play well with a group of people, you have to cater to their preferences. I just tried to integrate into the wolf pack as a Husky by talking about suicide."
The girls were silent, not knowing how to respond.
Because they didn't know Qin Ye's identity, but now they have a strange illusion... Qin Ye is an experienced suicide, yes, an experienced one.
Chen Yuanquan spread his hands and pointed at Qin Ye.
"See? What does professionalism mean? This is fucking professionalism!"
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