Chapter 496

"You can take a look at your hands — you should be breaking out in red rashes by now."

The man frantically rolled up his sleeve, and sure enough, his arm was covered in red rashes.

"What on earth is this? Why is this happening? Am I going to die!"

The man sprang to his feet with a thud and walked toward Chen Fan to beg for help.

But he was pushed back down by a fully armed officer.

Chen Fan said, "No need to rush. You won't die — you've just come into contact with the pollen of some kind of tree."

"In a week, all the symptoms will disappear, but during that week, your whole body will itch."

Even though he knew he wouldn't die,

just think about itching all over for a whole week.

The man's face was instantly clouded with worry.

"No, Mr. Chen Fan, you've got to save me! I still have to go to work! I still have to provide for my family!"

Chen Fan tossed the bottle, with only a little powder left inside, to the man.

"Take it home, soak it in water for a bath, and you'll be fine by tomorrow."

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you so much!"

"You're really a good person."

The man practically treated Chen Fan as his savior.

Meanwhile.

Old Song had also come into the room.

He saw the others opening the file bag.

Inside there were only a few documents and several cards, including the deceased's ID card and various other credentials.

And among these documents,

Chen Fan unexpectedly discovered a slip of paper with a line of writing on it.

And these characters were all cut out from various journals and pasted together:

These are her belongings.

Consider it a gift from me to you.

As long as you don't catch me for a day, I'll use this method to contact you for a day.

Damn!

This killer is truly bold.

Although previous killers from the Ranye Society would also watch the livestream, they wouldn't go so far as to provoke us to this extent.

Old Song said with a solemn expression, "It seems this killer must be watching our livestream."

"This is a barefaced provocation!"

Chen Fan said, "Yes, it is indeed a provocation, but it doesn't matter — I'll make a move."

No sooner had he finished speaking

than Chen Fan suddenly looked at the camera and said into it, "I know you're watching the livestream. My advice is, no matter what you've done,"

"no matter where you run off to, I will definitely drag you out!"

A swarm of Chen Fan's looks-obsessed fans instantly flooded in.

"Chen Fan is really so handsome!"

"Damn! Are killers really getting bolder and bolder these days?"

"Oh my god, that look Chen Fan just gave was way too cool — if he went into acting, he'd absolutely be a top award winner!"

"Don't even dream about it. Where would Chen Fan still have any interest in being a top award winner now?"

"My mom asked me why I was licking my phone — of course it's because Chen Fan is too handsome."

……

The man was temporarily placed under police custody, and his wife was also brought over.

This was all out of fear that the killer might come knocking at their door.

Chen Fan returned to the production crew.

Old Zhou walked over and asked, "How did it go? Any leads on the killer?"

Chen Fan said, "The killer is watching the livestream right now, and even came specifically to provoke us."

Ever since coming to this show,

Old Zhou had seen killers like this more than once — he just sighed.

Chen Fan was baffled: "What are you sighing about?"

Old Zhou shook his head and said, "I just feel these killers are pretty interesting too — they always like to take on impossible challenges."

Chen Fan burst out laughing: "Old Zhou, you really know how to talk."

"Hahaha."

The atmosphere in the livestream room eased up a little.

The sky gradually darkened.

During this period, no other cases came in.

Chen Fan returned to his room.

Today Sister Yuanyuan hadn't come over, and Chen Fan didn't go to urge her either.

He was thinking about the killer's provocation during the day.

For now.

Neither at the scene nor on the body was any clue about the killer found.

It was as if a perfect crime had been carried out.

Yet the killer was still smug, flaunting himself brazenly before the authorities.

Chen Fan had once thought that perhaps this was a criminal genius.

But a genius is not necessarily careful.

A veteran is different — he can carry something off to perfection.

127But what's even stranger is—

A body, dumped in a place like that, and yet not a single clue about the killer could be found.

Thinking and thinking.

Chen Fan fell asleep.

As for the footsteps pacing back and forth at the door, he didn't hear them either.

A few minutes earlier.

Peng Xiaoran was in her own room, feeling a bit bored.

She happened to hear the door of the room next to hers open.

It must have been Chen Fan coming back.

Peng Xiaoran was also curious about today's case, so she wanted to go chat with Chen Fan.

But just as she reached the door.

She felt that, in the middle of the night, a single woman like herself going to find Chen Fan might not be appropriate.

What if it sparked a rumor? Wouldn't that just be making trouble for Chen Fan?

So Peng Xiaoran hesitated.

After a while.

Sister Yuanyuan's voice appeared behind her.

"Peng Xiaoran, why are you here? Are you going to find Chen Fan?"

Peng Xiaoran turned and looked at Sister Yuanyuan.

She was wearing a trench coat, buttoned up very tightly, but Peng Xiaoran could still see that underneath the trench coat she seemed to be wearing a very silky nightgown.

And it had lace trim.

So late at night…

Sister Yuanyuan actually came out?

And in this direction.

There seemed to be only Chen Fan's room.