The ex-boyfriend no longer wants to recall how he delivered all his lines with a pained expression.
The script, meticulously crafted by the screenwriter, has lost its soul!
Everyone saw him off as if he were a plague god. Now, Officer Zhang thinks all the other contestants are good-looking, although they are a bit stupid and boring.
"How boring." Ren Yifei looked up at the spot where he had just been. The morning wasn't even over yet, and the case had already been solved. What should he do this afternoon?
"Do you have any good suggestions?" he asked the live stream device. The device obviously couldn't give him an answer, and even the viewers in front of the live stream couldn't give him an answer—they were all still immersed in his impressive performance in solving the case.
"Why would he want to become a singing and dancing idol?" one audience member couldn't help but say. "With that kind of talent, he would be perfectly suited to be a variety show star."
Many people think he's gone down the wrong path, that he's gone astray. Otherwise, he could have become a variety show personality. It might not sound good, but it would have been entertaining in every sense of the word.
Ren Yifei was unaware that his 'beauty' had finally been discovered; he was still describing the wildflowers by the roadside.
I don't know what kind of flower is planted in the grass on both sides of the road. A single white flower stands gracefully, surrounded by slender branches and leaves.
Occasionally, you can see workers on the street, whether they are NPCs or simply hired to sweep the streets, riding small tricycles and occasionally stopping to sweep up fallen leaves.
Ren Yifei walked for a long time and found that this was a deserted town, and every building in the town could be turned into a murder scene.
Why invest so much manpower and resources just to kill a few people? He felt there must be some misunderstanding, such as the investors in this activity and the killers being different people.
There was a river on the island, and willows were planted along the riverbank. An untrimmed willow branch hit Ren Yifei's face, and he broke off a piece of it.
"Good children shouldn't follow my example. It's a bad example. The old ladies and gentlemen on the street will scold you if they see me." He said, shaking the willow branches. If you didn't look at his clothes, he would look like a playboy taking a stroll in ancient times.
Actually, he did want to run to the seaside, but that would be too blatant, and he might accidentally offend the mastermind behind the scenes.
This is the second day of the 30-day event, with 28 days remaining, so he doesn't need to rush.
At 10 a.m., before lunch, Ren Yifei returned to the villa. There were still people in the villa. He sat calmly on the sofa, not worried at all about his mishap.
"I heard you've solved the mystery," the man asked him.
"Hmm." Ren Yifei sat down, picked up his phone and flipped through it, trying to discover new features.
"Would you mind telling us?" The person suddenly gave him a knowing smile. "We're not as popular as you, and we're not as advanced either, so you don't need to worry about any obstacles. We'll just tell you the story, without revealing the key points, so you're just prepared."
Ren Yifei put down his phone and looked at these people: "I dare to say it, but do you dare to believe it?"
That's really... everyone has their own selfish motives, who would actually believe that?
"If you don't believe me, why should I waste my breath? Besides…" Ren Yifei rested his chin on one hand and tapped the table with the other, still smiling. "If I want to say something, you can listen or not; if I don't want to say something, you can't force me."
"Mr. He, you've misunderstood. We didn't mean to coerce you." The man laughed again.
Ren Yifei scoffed: "Who said you're 'we'? You've got a pretty impressive reputation. Why don't you join our entertainment industry? Your ability to talk to people in one way and to people in another is simply a gift. It's a waste of your talent if you don't go into the entertainment industry."
Ren Yifei spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone meandering, making it sound more like casual conversation than anything else.
However, the person who spoke earlier felt embarrassed and secretly cursed in his heart: This He Zhaoming, he is so ruthless in front of the live broadcast, no wonder he has such a good face but is so unlikable.
This person was frustrated, and the others dared not speak. However, Ren Yifei spoke up himself: "XXX Street, XXX Building, XXX Number, the deceased was a young designer, disabled, in a wheelchair, who drowned at home at midnight, with severe burns on his face."
"He was wearing pajamas when he died in the kitchen. The water that drowned him was from the sink, and it was separately boiled water. There are three suspects: his assistant, who was about to be fired; his ex-boyfriend, with whom he had just broken up; and the deceased's father, who had gambling debts."
Ren Yifei looked them over and slowly said, "Any more questions?"
"You're not?" The contestant who had been rebuked earlier widened his eyes.
"What's wrong with me? I just don't like being morally blackmailed. I'll say what I want to say, and I won't say what I don't want to say. You're trying to control everything, including whether I speak or not."
The contestant blushed, but the others, after regaining their senses, thanked Ren Yifei.
"You're welcome, we're in the same boat." Ren Yifei waved his hand. "The case isn't difficult; careful observation will reveal clues. Whether you're into social realism or classic mystery, you can find a breakthrough."
"Mr. He, have you ever joined 'Detective Master'? What level are you?" a contestant suddenly asked.
"Huh? A master of deduction?" Ren Yifei looked confused. What was that?
"It's a very popular app among mystery enthusiasts, and it requires real-name registration."
This person explained to Ren Yifei: "The software turns cases from all over the world into mini-games, requiring players to solve them within a certain time. The higher the difficulty, the higher the score. The higher the player's score, the higher their level, and the more cases they can unlock. Many of us are members. Isn't Mr. He one of them?"
"No, I'm not." Ren Yifei shrugged. "I'm just an ordinary, obscure idol. If I hadn't been unemployed and unable to do a job that requires professional skills, I wouldn't have participated in this game."
Everyone: ...He was so honest that they didn't even know where to begin their吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to criticize or complain).
"Your reasoning skills are quite impressive."
Ren Yifei thought for a moment and said, "Talent, it's all obvious."
The contestant was speechless and couldn't help but think that this person had no emotional intelligence and that it was only thanks to their face that they were able to remain a nobody.
"Can you tell me about the Detective Master?" Ren Yifei turned to the contestant who had previously offered his help, "If I can't find a job in the future, can I find work and earn money on it?"
The others were speechless for a moment, but the person who had introduced 'Detective Master' to him earlier still gave a serious explanation: "You can't make money by completing the game. However, on the website linked to the software, people often ask for advice with a price. If your answer is accepted, you can receive that money. With the reasoning ability that Mr. He has demonstrated, he can definitely try it out in these kinds of posts."
Before Ren Yifei could speak, the contestant who had been criticizing him laughed: "Come on, the entertainment industry makes money so fast."
"The last time I met a writer, he asked me how to commit the perfect crime, to kill someone in his novel without getting punished. I painstakingly planned a route, researched countless materials, and exhausted countless brain cells, only to end up with a consultation fee of a thousand. Could he really do that?"
"You can even get crime advice on a website?" Ren Yifei found this website quite interesting.
"It's not a crime!" Considering the live broadcast, the man hurriedly explained, "It's a writer consulting about whether the crime in his novel can be carried out."
Ren Yifei cupped his face in his hands: "But how can you guarantee that the person seeking advice is a novelist and not a potential murderer preparing to commit a crime? And the forum is also under real-name registration?"
The long table suddenly fell silent, and a question that they had previously deliberately avoided was now laid out before them.
Software requires real-name registration, but forums don't; anyone can join, post, and reply. So, how can we ensure that real criminals aren't mixed in?
Ren Yifei wasn't the first to raise this question, but many people who enjoy solving cases have biased views, so even if he raised this question, it was ultimately ignored.
Over time, others came to accept that websites and forums were a gray area, and that if the public didn't complain, the authorities wouldn't investigate.
This was the first time this topic had been brought to the public eye, and several members had a bad feeling. They looked at Ren Yifei's smiling face, but their hearts began to pound.
This obscure celebrity speaks so recklessly, does he even know when to stop?
Ren Yifei looked at the person and said, "The crimes you consulted about could be perfectly replicated in reality, right?"
This person is not speaking.
"It's really interesting. Someone wants to kill someone, so you rack your brains, research countless resources, find a way to kill someone without being punished, and then sell it for a thousand dollars. That's a cheap sale, and you might even lose a life."
The contestant looked at Ren Yifei with resentment: "Don't talk nonsense. That was just a novel consultation, and there were specific conditions."
With so many fly-like viewers watching the live stream, their conversations will be transmitted verbatim to their home country.
It's worth noting that one of their event rules is "elimination based on the lowest popularity." This contestant now hates Ren Yifei because he feels his popularity will plummet as a result.
"Even when others write popular science articles about criminal cases, they will mention that 'you cannot use the knowledge in this book to commit any criminal activities or harm others.' And you're offering criminal advice?"
"Furthermore, to be honest, would a crime novelist not know that the case is the core of a book, and would he hire someone to help him set up the plot?"
"How to commit a crime without being punished? Ha, one dares to ask, and the other dares to answer. I certainly can't earn that kind of money, probably because I always tend to overthink things."
He reached out and tapped the fly in the live stream: "See this? A lawless zone. The relevant departments need to take action. Either implement real-name registration and supervision, or disappear. Don't give mosquitoes fertile ground to breed."
Sure enough... the contestant who introduced the 'Master of Deduction' to Ren Yifei covered his forehead; he really was a master of making outrageous statements.
Many more people glared at him angrily; these were all members of the 'Detective Masters' forum, who had always enjoyed its free atmosphere.
There are too many rules and regulations in China. They live in a stable, uneventful, and extremely boring society, so they want to seek excitement. Yet some people are righteously determined to destroy their freedom to engage in crime.
"I know what you're thinking." Ren Yifei smiled as usual, resting his chin on his hand, his eyes narrowed to conceal a faint murderous aura. "It's nothing more than anger that your niche enthusiasts' territory has been destroyed, and perhaps some hatred towards me."
"Then let me be angry, let me hate. Whoever increases the danger to society and deprives me of the freedom to stroll alone and have a late-night snack at one o'clock in the morning is my enemy."