Inside the room, Ke Zhuo, who was live streaming, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look outside the bedroom, listened carefully for a moment, and then looked puzzled.
"Family, wait a moment, someone is knocking on the door, I'll go check it out."
It's probably someone else who ordered takeout for him again.
Ke Zhuo thought to himself absentmindedly.
His livestreaming income has been getting better and better lately, so he should seriously consider moving. Otherwise, with his neighbor moving in and listening to his livestreams every day, it's really quite dangerous.
What if they overhear something they shouldn't hear—
Ke Zhu thought of the fat guy across the hall and sneered inwardly.
There are hardly any people living in this building anymore. The bottom floor is occupied by a partially deaf old man, while the workers on the six floors above work the night shift and don't come back at night.
The only person who is relatively close to him and could possibly hear his live stream is that fat guy on the other side.
Moreover, this fat guy is also someone who loves to eavesdrop. If he hadn't also caught the other party in the act, they definitely wouldn't have been able to get along so peacefully during this time.
Ke Zhuo had many thoughts in his mind, but when he opened the door and saw the group of police officers in uniform in front of him, all his thoughts vanished instantly.
—We're doomed!
A sense of unease welled up inside him. Ke Zhuo tried his best to remain calm, but the trembling in his voice betrayed his unease: "Who are you?"
"Sir, we have some questions we need to discuss with you. We appreciate your cooperation."
When Officer Zheng saw Ke Zhuo's attire, he was surprised for a moment, then calmly took out his police ID.
"Huh? Okay, okay." Ke Zhuo's mind was a little dazed, but then he remembered that he was still live-streaming. He immediately turned around, looking flustered. "Um, I'm still live-streaming. Wait a minute, I'll go back and turn it off—"
"It's okay, you don't need to turn it off, we'll turn it off for you."
Officer Zheng nimbly squeezed into the room, followed by several other officers who filed in and went straight to Ke Zhuo's live-streaming computer.
Xiao He glanced at the room from the stairwell and found that Ke Zhuo's room layout was similar to his. However, compared to the clean and tidy room that the system had left him, Ke Zhuo's room was filled with express delivery boxes and takeout containers, while the sofa and coffee table were piled with all sorts of messy clothes. At a glance, they were mostly women's clothing, and they didn't look very proper.
There were cigarette butts and beverage bottles carelessly discarded on the ground near the entrance. The once clean tile floor was now somewhat black and sticky when walked on.
Xiao He looked away.
In retrospect, the sour smell that permeated the corridor was largely due to this person's contribution.
If there's not enough room for all the trash at home, I'll pile it up at the doorway. If there's not enough room at the doorway, I'll pile it up in the hallway. Only when there's absolutely no other way will I throw it downstairs. In short, I resolutely implement a "lazy" policy.
Who would have thought that the glamorous live streamer is actually male, and that his home is a garbage dump?
Xiao He truly admired him for being able to survive in such an environment without getting sick.
Wow.
Zhou Junhao has already quietly started filming.
However, of course, he didn't film the police officers who were on duty; instead, he filmed the pile of garbage at the entrance.
"Brother Xiao, is this your house next door? Luckily you just bought the house and put it here. If I lived next door every day, I'd probably want to kill someone."
Zhou Junhao, standing to the side, uttered a profound remark: "This room is really not soundproof!"
I could hear people talking inside just now, even when I was standing at the door.
This is absolutely outrageous.
Although everyone's life is difficult and everyone's work is just to make a living, there should be no discrimination. However, living in a poorly soundproofed house, with a male-to-female erotic live streamer next door, makes one truly want to close their eyes and never open them again.
Xiao He chuckled.
So this arrangement by the system is truly full of temptation and danger.
If a murderer were to draw such a house through the system and encounter a troublesome neighbor like Ke Zhuo, what would be the final choice of this murderer, who would be disturbed by the neighbor's noise every night?
They're probably just trying to find a way to quiet this guy down.
hehe.
Fortunately, this guy ran into Xiao He, and was caught by the police so early.
Otherwise, if they stayed a few more days, they would all be killed.
When Xiao He recalled the fully equipped dismemberment tools in the room, his lips twitched involuntarily.
No wonder the system is so considerate; it not only helped him choose the target but also prepared the environment and tools for dismemberment.
I really have to thank it.
Zhou Junhao had no idea that Xiao He was thinking about a very "criminal" problem, nor did he know what he had told the police. He nimbly slipped inside and easily crept in to observe the scene.
Seeing this, Xiao He felt ashamed.
This guy is truly capable of filming at law enforcement scenes; he must have connections to back {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} him up, so he really knows how to act arrogantly...
At this moment, the scene had already evolved from "Officer, I really didn't do anything indecent" to "Officer, I know I was wrong, I will never do it again, please don't arrest me." Only half a minute had passed between being stubborn and begging for mercy.
Officer Zheng was a veteran officer who had participated in numerous anti-pornography and anti-illegal publications campaigns. He was experienced and had excellent eyesight. He hardly needed to look through Ke Zhuo's computer files. Just by glancing at the live-streaming software Ke Zhuo was using, he knew that Ke Zhuo was definitely up to something and had him handcuffed without saying a word.
Officer Jin peered at the now-defunct livestream page, squinting as he read the app name in the upper right corner: "AiLv? What kind of livestreaming app is that?"
I don't think I've ever heard of it.
Zhou Junhao also looked at Officer Zheng with a puzzled expression, waiting for an explanation.
Officer Zheng skillfully opened Ke Zhuo's backend page to check the situation, and explained, "This is a live streaming software that has emerged in China in recent years. Due to the weak censorship, it has become a breeding ground for many people's crimes. We have cracked down on several such software recently, but they change their appearance so quickly that basically one will appear as soon as one is blocked. They are constantly resurfacing and bypassing our domestic Internet supervision mechanism to attract a large number of users to download and watch live streams."
The most troublesome thing about this software is that the live streamers can actually chat with their fans online and interact offline, so many transactions have moved from the internet to offline. Even with the joint efforts of the police and internet regulators, it is impossible to completely eliminate this problem.
Officer Zheng has encountered several related cases, but most of them involve victims. Some were cheated out of money, some were sexually assaulted, and some even contracted diseases, with their lives and health threatened.
They certainly cannot ignore this situation.
The software's original team is located overseas, and they can quickly reskin the software. As soon as the cyber police investigate, they immediately withdraw, constantly switching between fake IP addresses, making it impossible to find their exact location. Many of the streamers involved are just "users" who can become streamers simply by submitting an application. These people themselves have little connection with the software platform.
Therefore, the investigation team specifically responsible for this area has not yet found a solution.
All Officer Zheng could do was report the situation.
