An eight-year-old college student performs a live broadcast of fortune-telling, and the whole intern

At this moment, Li Wenguo suddenly rushed out.

Several police officers immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Li Wenguo yelled out immediately

"Team Leader Wang! My name is Li Wenguo!"

"I'm the blogger who just helped save someone in the West End Park murder case!"

"Team Leader Wang! I beg to go in with you! Let the public see the cabinet’s difficulties and intentions in stopping the sale of this community!"

"Let everyone see the risks involved!"

"People are panicked now! But if everyone can see from the independent video that our police officers are still working so hard! That would also be of great benefit to the prestige of the police department!"

Wang Yuyao didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Team Leader Wang! I promise! 80% of the proceeds from this live broadcast will be donated to the families of the victims!"

Li Wenguo's roar really made Wang Yuyao think.

She turned back to her subordinates and asked,"Did we bring our personal devices with us?"

"no time"

"How long will it take to send someone back to pick it up?"

"As long as there is no traffic jam, an hour is enough."

Wang Yuyao shook her head. Time waits for no one!

She was actually worried that she would die inside like this.

After all, Principal Wang might have died inside.

Maybe it would be a good thing to leave a souvenir for the family.

If, It may also be a good thing to create some income and take care of the grieving relatives of the victims who are still in the world. In a way, it can indeed allow the panicked people to see a positive image of the warning hall.

Let him follow the live broadcast, maybe it is really It's a good thing.

But it's against the rules!

She waved her hand and put Li Wenguo in.

Looking at the blood-stained self-media anchor in front of her, Wang Yuyao was a little impressed.

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"Afraid! But I prefer getting the news!"

"I won't let you in!"Wang Yuyao said loudly.

Then in Li Wenguo's surprised eyes, she whispered:"As for whether you can get in or not, that's not my problem."

"clear!"

Li Wenguo knew that she was protecting herself.

If she went in and was finished, no one could tell.

"do not worry! Regardless of whether I die or not, I will donate 80% of the proceeds from this live broadcast to the families of the victims."

Wang Yuyao sneered.

"You're looking for death yourself, don't blame me when the time comes."

Li Wenguo nodded.

Then he took out the camera, put it on, and started debugging it with his team.

About twenty minutes later, the police car drove away and drove straight to the place where the crime occurred. Li Mubai appeared.

Sa Tianzhen walked quickly to greet him. He went up.

He was the first to speak:"Junior brother! You are here!"

Li Mubai nodded, with a smile, and faced Sa Tianzhen with a kind attitude.

"Brother Sa."

Satha was really excited and disappeared in an instant.

"The old ghost king went inside and didn't come out. They used a plane to see it and said he was lying inside."

"This miasma is so powerful that I can't even get in."

"I can only invite you to come."

Li Mubai looked up at the abandoned real estate shrouded in colorful miasma, thoughtfully.

"It looks like this is a place where corpses are raised."

Sa Tianzhen was shocked when he heard this.

"Junior brother, what does this mean? Someone is raising corpses here?"

Wang Yuyao on the side looked at the child in front of her. She always felt that at such a young age, how could he act like a mature, steady, calm and calm adult? It really made people feel boring.

Children should not be innocent and carefree. Are you worried about it?

But, it’s so pretty, right?

My goodness···Pooh!