Chapter 3: Connection Thrill



Chapter 3: Connection Thrill

Bai Youyou was not in a hurry. She pushed her glasses and considered her words. "Your 8th birthday was not a happy one."

Jiang Ying's heart skipped a beat. She didn't believe that this girl could really see through her past, but she didn't dare to take the risk. If it was exposed in front of everyone on the Internet, she would be ruined.

She was molested by her stepfather's son on the night of her 8th birthday, and this incident has always been a taboo in her heart.

She lifted her hair and smiled charmingly, "Everyone has some unhappy experiences in their childhood."

The sailors could no longer sit still.

[Wow, what did the goddess experience in her childhood? ]

【Looking at her expression, Master Bai seems to have hit the mark】

[What a coincidence, could this be a script? ]

【After hearing what the above person said, I also think that this is a plot of collusion, and they are still trying to be mysterious here! 】

Looking at the bullet screen, Jiang Ying was a little flustered. "There is no way to verify childhood events. Tell me something that can be verified."

She didn't want to be accused of colluding with the script.

Bai Youyou looked at the bullet screen and leaned back slightly. "Since the past events cannot be verified on the spot, then I will talk about something recent. Did you order a takeaway two hours ago?"

The audience would think this was a script if they didn't know the reason, but Jiang Ying knew in her heart that she didn't know this Master Bai.

"How do you know?"

"And the delivery hasn't arrived yet? And you had a conflict on the phone with the delivery guy, right?"

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment, "You don't know this delivery man, do you?"

【Why did you bring this up with the delivery guy?】

[Yeah, what kind of suspenseful plot are these two beauties creating here?]

[Anchor, please speak quickly. I can’t wait.]

Bai Youyou narrowed her eyes. She had already seen Jiang Ying lying on the ground covered in blood and lifeless.

"You said you were going to give him a bad review. What did he say to you?"

Jiang Ying thought of the sinister threats on the other end of the phone and curled her lips, "He said that he was late because the last person who gave a bad review was too stubborn and it took some time to cut it..."

The bullet screen area was in an uproar.

[People nowadays speak so aggressively. ]

[It’s not easy to be a delivery man. A bad review will result in a deduction of hundreds of dollars. The anchor is making a big deal out of nothing. 】

[The person above, are you the Virgin White Lotus? You are one or two hours late. After such a long time, everything has become cold.]

[Yeah, if I had waited that long, I would have given a bad review too! ]

"He's telling the truth. He's indeed heading towards your house!"

Jiang Ying's hair stood up instantly. Looking at the bullet screen that had already exploded, she couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body.

"You...are you kidding me!"

Bai Youyou frowned and immediately shouted, "Call the police! Don't open the door no matter who knocks!"

The host's front door was behind her. She liked to broadcast live in the living room. She subconsciously turned around to look at her front door and felt a little scared for some reason.

"I filled in the takeaway address with every detail down to the house number. Is he really a murderer?"

The audience didn't understand what was going on and still thought it was a script, but Jiang Ying knew in her heart that it was not a script.

Some people asked for help in a panic, "Master, what will happen to me?"

"He's a psychopath. Call the police first. Don't open the door. Otherwise, you'll be dead. You have to hold on until the police arrive."

“Ohhhh.”

Jiang Ying took out her cell phone tremblingly and unlocked it after a long time of nervousness.

【Why does this not seem like a script to me?】

[Yes, this anchor acted too realistically. ]

[It is said that this anchor’s acting skills are better than those of other female actors. ]

[If this is a script, then I think the acting is amazing. ]

In the room, Jiang Ying could clearly hear her own frantic heartbeat. She had just called the police.

A faint voice came from the other side of the screen.

"Here he comes. Three, two, one..."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Jiang Ying was so scared that her phone flew out.

[Fuck, I'm scared to death]

[Fuck, my hair is standing on end.]

[This can't be true. ]

[This must be a script. Who dares to kill people like this? ]

[Didn’t the people upstairs hear me, you perverted murderer! ]

Jiang Ying went to look for her cell phone but to no avail. She picked up the baseball bat she used for self-defense, quietly walked to the door, and saw a strange and distorted face through the cat's eye.

Wearing the clothes of a delivery man, he kept staring at the cat's eyes. At that moment, Jiang Ying seemed to feel that their eyes met, and he really saw himself through the cat's eyes.

Her blood was about to freeze, and the sweat on her hands made it difficult for her to hold the baseball bat.

The man outside the cat's eye grinned and slowly laughed, "Your takeaway has arrived, please open the door. I'm sorry, there was an accident on the way. I apologize to you, can you please not give me a bad review?"

Even with a twisted, bloodthirsty face, he could still speak in such a friendly and humble service tone. If I hadn't met Master Bai in advance, I would have definitely opened the door...

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and a chill ran up my spine.

Bai Youyou spoke softly, making sure that only Jiang Ying could hear, "Don't open the door, push the sofa over and hold it under the door handle."

Jiang Ying seemed to have found her backbone and pushed her own small sofa, but the back of the sofa was stuck under the door handle.

There was no movement outside the door for a moment. Jiang Ying hid behind the sofa in fear, curled up and shivering. She looked around but couldn't find her cell phone. She cried, covering her mouth and crying silently.

At this time, the bullet screen was already rolling and everyone seemed to be affected by this tense atmosphere.

[It’s over, it’s over. I’m so nervous. 】

【Why do I feel this is true?】

【Call the police immediately. 】

[I only know which neighborhood the anchor lives in, but I don’t know the specific location.]

[Damn, if this is a script, would we be considered to have called the police for a false alarm?]

For a moment, there was a strange silence...

There was no movement outside the door, so Jiang Ying felt relieved and prepared to go take a look.

"Don't move, he hasn't left yet!"

Bai Youyou's words instantly made Jiang Ying's heart drop to freezing point.

The door suddenly slammed, and I could feel the frenzy of the person outside.

"Open the door, you bitch, aren't you going to give me a bad review? Open the door!"

Suddenly, he changed his tone to one of pity, "I'm just an employee, and my life is already so hard, do you rich people like to be so high-handed and ruin other people's jobs?"

There was no sound again. Everyone held their breath and concentrated. From far away in the long corridor outside the door, the sound of metal rubbing against the ground came closer and closer...

This disturbing sound stimulates everyone's nerves.

“Bang!”

The loud noise frightened Jiang Ying so much that she screamed. The murderer actually carried an axe with him!

Now the barrage is not calm anymore.

[Damn it, the door is broken. No, I need to call the police...]

[This is so scary, a delivery man actually carries an axe. ]

[The anchor just said that they called him and he fired the last person who gave a bad review. This is real.]

Although the doors in this neighborhood are sturdy, it is relatively easy to break the locks!

After a few blows with the axe, the fingerprint lock was already shaking and about to fall off.

When the murderer pulled out the lock, a terrifying smiling face appeared from the hole.

Everyone thought Jiang Ying was doomed...and they were worried for her!


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