Chapter 606

Old Song let out a sigh and said nothing more.

Ever since Chen Fan demanded the show shut off its livestream, it had not gone live again today.

And because the case's results had not been released, netizens suspected even more strongly that it was a paranormal incident.

On Weibo, the "Red-Clothed Little Boy" trending topic had actually climbed another level.

More and more netizens joined in, adding fuel to the fire in their discussions.

"If it wasn't a paranormal case, why did Chen Fan shut off the livestream while talking to the deceased's father? There must have been content that couldn't be broadcast."

"I didn't believe it was paranormal at first, but now I'm sure I do! From now on I really should do more good deeds — that way, even if someone comes knocking, the Buddha will protect me."

"LMAO, people actually believe this stuff. If it really were a paranormal case, they wouldn't have broadcast it while handling the case. Do you think the authorities are just for show?"

"I think some people should watch what they say and accumulate a little virtue. 'Believe and it exists, disbelieve and it doesn't' — you don't have to believe, but don't stop others from believing."

"Exactly. The red clothes, the pinhole on the forehead, the counterweight, the white flowers — these are all bare-faced evidence. Don't you dare deny it, or be careful this vengeful ghost comes knocking on your door in the middle of the night."

"Holy shit! It's the middle of the night, can you not say stuff like that? Way too scary, I don't even dare sleep alone anymore."

……

Regarding this wave of public opinion, the authorities didn't make any special effort to suppress it — better to guide than to block.

The internet has no memory; once this matter has been discussed enough, the heat will naturally fade.

Night.

In Qin Ming's room, a single yellow lamp was still on.

Qin Ming sat at the desk and wrote a passage in his notebook with a pen.

"Many of today's cases don't stem from human evil at all, but rather from human desire. People need to learn to be honest, not to hide and cover things up."

"When you want to give someone something, you must first ask whether that person actually needs it. Sometimes sending charcoal in the snow is far harder than adding flowers to brocade."

"I hope more and more people learn to understand others."

After writing these words.

The lamp dimmed.

……

Early the next morning, before seven o'clock.

Chen Fan was woken by his alarm clock.

Today he needed to take a police helicopter to a symposium in the neighboring city.

After eating breakfast in the cafeteria, Chen Fan headed to the nearby military airfield.

Li Tian and Old Song were already there waiting for him.

Seeing the two of them, Chen Fan was a little surprised: "I'm just going to the next city for a symposium, you didn't have to come all this way just to see me off, did you? It's not like I'm not coming back."

Old Song said: "Dream on. We're going to the symposium too — otherwise why would we let Old Liu leave first?"

"Pfft, I thought you guys actually valued me that much, specially dispatching a helicopter to send me over. Turns out you're just letting me hitch a ride."

Chen Fan rolled his eyes.

Li Tian burst out laughing.

The three of them boarded the helicopter and headed for the neighboring city.

After a while.

The helicopter carrying the three of them landed on a helipad, and the three of them got out together.

Chen Fan said: "Don't mention it, riding a dedicated helicopter is way more comfortable than taking the train."

"Way too fast."

Li Tian said: "Of course — shouldn't you be thanking me right about now?"