Chapter 200: New Skill: Channeling the Spirits

The case always develops to a point that's hard to accept, and this time the show was directly shut down for two days, because this matter was simply too big.

The police on this side kept trying to stop it, but a tragedy still happened.

Even the reporters who went to interview were speechless — what on earth was going on, why was everyone so irritable?

Actually, everyone has overlooked something: livestreaming has its advantages, but also its drawbacks. The advantage is that everyone will pay attention to the case and won't continue committing crimes.

The drawback is that certain cases will be magnified infinitely, and in this way, many people have no way to pay attention.

Old Liu sat in front of the computer here, lit a cigarette — a rare sight — grabbed at the little hair he had left, and began to brood.

Chen Fan sat off to the side, also worrying along with him.

The remaining few newcomers all wore speechless expressions.

"How on earth am I supposed to write this thing?"

The forensic examiners looked at their teacher in utter speechlessness. Old Liu said: "Sigh, forget it, write it yourselves. You're not allowed to copy mine — let's get that clear first."

Everyone was disciplined. No matter what these people actually did, once something went wrong, then you have to bear the responsibility.

Over here, the cameraman sat off to the side, eating fruit, while the camera kept watch.

"Let me tell you, I'm watching you. Write it up for me — a ten-thousand-word self-criticism."

"I'm reporting it! Qu Yiling over here is plagiarizing — Baidu, hello?"

"Wow, Xiang Qinqin writes so fast — this Miss must apologize a lot."

"Why is this guy Chen Fan so practiced at it?"

In the observation room, Teacher He said: "Teacher Qin Ming, you have to write one too?"

"Mm, got disciplined. Actually, I can admit I didn't see through this one. But everyone knows the truth — after doing forensic work for so many years, how could I possibly not have seen it?"