[Fuck, a ghost kid?]
"No novels or TV shows would dare to write something like this, right? My boyfriend, whom I've been in love with for years, doesn't love me at all, and is only trying to take over my body for another woman. And I'd be frightened by the fruit of their love every night, unable to even get a good night's sleep. It's terrifying just thinking about it..."
[I feel sorry for Miss Mango~]
[I feel so sorry for Miss Mango! ! ! ]
Wan Qiang had explained everything she shouldn't have, so she didn't plan to continue the topic. She suddenly changed the subject and said, "Mango sauce will take up some time, so let's continue selecting the third lucky audience member for today."
They just choose without any hesitation, without giving netizens any chance to prepare.
As today's third lucky viewer, Yufeng, gave Wanqiang a gift and appeared on the split screen of the live broadcast room, netizens were still complaining about it:
[I'd be really sad if I didn't prepare at all and luck fell on someone else~]
[Host, please give me some time to buffer next time. I was so anxious and missed it perfectly again. Wow~]
[Originally, this lucky audience member could be me, but unfortunately...]
I once had a precious opportunity to connect, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it after it was lost. If I had to put a price on that opportunity, I would say: No amount of RMB could buy it!!!
…
Wan Qiang felt something just by looking at Yu Feng. She frowned slightly and said bluntly, "Zhou Dawei, your wife is no longer alive."
Zhou Dawei didn't expect Wan Qiang to say so directly that his wife was dead.
The complex emotions in his eyes changed again and again. After a long while, he finally found his thoughts and voice, "Master, please don't joke with me. I can't take a joke."
"My wife was clearly kidnapped by human traffickers when she went out to buy groceries. Mr. Li, the bun seller in our town, saw her being abducted with his own eyes. How could she..."
"Zhou Dawei, what you hear is not what you believe, what you see is what you hear." Wan Qiang interrupted Zhou Dawei and said regretfully, "Hearsay cannot be taken as the truth."
Zhou Dawei spoke with conviction, "Boss Li showed me the surveillance footage. My wife must have been abducted by human traffickers. She's still alive."
Wan Qiang: "I also hope she is alive. But the dead cannot be resurrected, so please accept my condolences."
Zhou Dawei was so anxious that he even turned on his computer and opened the surveillance footage that he said Boss Li had given him to show to Wan Qiang and the netizens in the live broadcast room.
The surveillance footage clearly showed that someone had kidnapped Zhou Dawei's wife.
Now, the netizens in the live broadcast room could no longer sit still.
[Anchor, is there any misunderstanding here? ]
[Sister, I know you’re incredibly accurate at fortune-telling, but you didn’t even ask for his wife’s birth date. What if…]
"Master, how about you give me your birth date and time and have it recalculated? Human traffickers generally don't kill people without permission."
[People make mistakes, horses stumble, sister, even if you really miscalculated, we won't...]
【……】
Many people have a preconceived notion that all this was the result of Wan Qiang's miscalculation.
But there is no shortage of Wan Qiang's die-hard fans (brainless fans), who are not willing to be outdone and send out barrages of comments crazily.
[Sister Wanqiang can't be wrong. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet.]
[I have to bet, I bet 10,000 RMB]
I bet 20,000 yuan
50,000 yuan
One million...
[100,000 yuan]
Eight million...
【……】
【……】
One hundred million
There are endless comments quoting various prices.
It was obvious that they were all working within their capabilities and had great trust in Wan Qiang.
What's the point of gambling? Let's bet on changing names. Just bet on whether the streamer's calculation is right or wrong. The winner stays, and the loser changes their name in the following format: your real name + eating three pounds of shit every day. The deadline is fifteen days. What do you think? Do you dare to come?
Instantly, hundreds of thousands of comments erupted in the live broadcast room. The general content is as follows:
【Come if you want, only the grandson who dares not is a grandson】
After this incredibly 'heavy' gambling game unfolded, Wan Qiang had Zhou Dawei give him his wife's birth date and eight characters. After some calculations, Wan Qiang said, "I can only say that the person who gave you the information is the one who harmed you."
"Boss Li?" Zhou Dawei's eyes widened, disbelief practically etched on his forehead. "No, no, no, that's absolutely impossible. Boss Li's bun shop has been in our town for nearly forty years. He's a very kind man. He wouldn't even hurt a small animal, so how could he possibly harm my wife?"
"Master, I..."
"Zhou Dawei, you can doubt my words, but that doesn't change the truth of the matter." Wan Qiang paused and continued to pinch her fingers. After a few seconds, her expression became more solemn. "Your wife died tragically. Not even a complete body was left."
"You just said that Boss Li runs a bun shop, right? I suspect your wife is..."
Zhou Dawei and netizens all know what Wan Qiang is going to say.
Zhou Dawei completely collapsed, "No, I don't believe it, stop talking, don't talk about it anymore."
Wan Qiang kept her mouth shut and called the police in Zhoujia Town where Zhou Dawei was. When talking to the police there, Wan Qiang used a sleight of hand, so neither Zhou Dawei nor netizens knew that she had called the police.
At this time, the live broadcast room was extremely lively.
[Am I getting this right? Sister Wanqiang is saying that Boss Li dismembered Zhou Dawei's wife and made her into buns for his shop???]
[I've only seen this kind of scene in movies... My stomach suddenly started churning!!!]
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