On December 31, 2015, check the group chat history. Video file:.

The video screen is a screen recording of the computer, and the interface displayed is the chat message manager, and the record of a group chat is opened:

Song of the Waves 12-10 11:23:12

Have you tried the new features?

Molliana 12-10 11:23:42

What's new?

Brilliant 12-10 11:24:01

Please use the new mobile app to view

Molyana 12-10 11:24:08

What is it? [surprised.jpg]

Song of Waves 12-10 11:24:11

I can't update yet. Not enough memory [crying .jpg]

Moonlight in the Year of the Apocalypse 12-10 11:24:19

[AUDIO 5']

Pretending to be a big handsome guy 12-10 11:24:23

[Retract a message]

……

The screen scrolls, and the chat history flashes by one after another.

After a while, the scrolling of the screen pauses, the mouse is swiped, and a message is selected:

Aquila 12-10 13:52:12

[AUDIO 10']

Aquila 12-10 13:52:14

[AUDIO 2']

……

With a mouse click, a window of another software opened.

In the software window, there is a message box of the chat software, and there is a search bar at the top.

The message that was just selected is copied and retrieved.

The messages in the chat window kept scrolling until they finally stopped at that message.

The mouse moved, clicked, and the audio played: "Ahma, Por, Click ”

The next voice message was followed by autoplay: "I'm going to be in trouble!" ”

Next, it's all about retracting the message, and you can't see the content.

Scroll through the message to see what's on it.

It was a voice red envelope, and the content was just a bunch of meaningless onomatopoeia.

Liu Miao's voice came from outside the screen: "This ...... What is it? ”

Ye Qing groaned.

Liu Miao continued: "Just now, I seemed to feel something...... Well...... Chief? ”

"Look at Seinfeld's voice in the back."

The screen scrolled down and found another one, about five minutes later.

The audio file was opened, and it was the male voice just now: "The women's clothing boss is me." ”

The mouse moves and opens a software icon on the desktop. The audio was moved straight over, and when it was played, a waveform of the audio appeared on the interface of the new software, as well as a more complex spectrogram.

The mouse clicked "Process" in the lower right corner of the software window, and another window popped up.

In the same window, the audio plays: "The women's clothing boss is me." "That's what Seinfeld said.

The mouse clicked on a window behind it, and the audio played: "...... Rustling...... "Rustling ...... "It sounds like it's just a murmur.

Then comes the third window, "...... Click...... Squeak-" The sound seemed to be the sound of a door opening.

Every piece of audio is very clear and seems to have been specially processed.

With a mouse click, the third audio clip was set aside.

"Something went in." Liu Miao said.

"Hmm. The audio just now, put it aside. Ye Qing said.

The string of words that Seinfeld read was played again.

"Boss, have you heard this?"

"Nope."

Liu Miao said with annoyance: "There were two red envelopes during that time, and there were more withdrawn messages, so I couldn't distinguish them." I don't know who has read this. ”

"Check the accounts that have withdrawn the message to see if they have spoken in the future."

"Okay."

On the screen, Liu Miao operated to retrieve chat information, searching account by account. There are too few criteria that can be used as a filter, but this search still selects twelve people from this large group of five hundred people.

The rest of the software was closed, and the newly opened software was "Monitoring", which directly retrieved the chat accounts of the twelve people, and got the real information of each one.

Twelve small windows, of which nine people have been deregistered and have been officially issued death certificates. The causes of death of the nine people were different, some were filed, some were not, and they were treated as ordinary deaths.

Liu Miao read while watching: "Suicide by touching the electric door with your hand......"

In the window, there is a photo of a round-faced woman, the woman's face on the ID photo is a little large, and in the autopsy report next to it, the woman is charred and blackened, and the size of her face cannot be seen.

With a click of the mouse, the transcript of the interrogation was opened, in which the woman's husband's account was recorded: "...... She had been restless for the past few days, like something was going on. She couldn't say it herself. I asked, but she wouldn't say. I thought she was pregnant, and I had to accompany her to the check-up. She ran to check it herself. Not pregnant. Check it out, she's even weirder. Staring at your stomach as if there's something inside. She went for a medical check-up, no cancer, no tumor. She was still watching. I don't know what's going on......"

Liu Miao closed the window and looked at the next person, "I was in a car accident, rushed into the middle of the road, and was hit and killed......"

The ID photo shows a teenager who looks like a middle school student. In the autopsy report next to him, the deceased's face had grown a little longer, and he was still wearing a school uniform.

In the transcript of the witness, Liu Miao read the testimony of a young classmate: "...... He's been weird for the past few days. I can't tell. I don't talk much, I talk less than usual, and I like to join in the fun. We were sometimes separated from school. I studied in the liberal arts class, and he studied science, and if there was a teacher in the class, he would be separated. He waited for me that day, and he waited for an hour. I also went to the playground, talked to the freshman in high school, and played basketball with them. …… When he walked to that intersection and waited for the red light, he suddenly shouted and rushed forward. I don't know why. There was no one around, nothing left. I don't know what's going on. ”

The deceased in the back, Liu Miao looked at it carefully. Everyone's situation is much the same. The deceased are always in a state of fright, uneasiness, as if they are bothered by something that makes them act impulsively, or else, they die inexplicably.

"This is the person who gives out the red envelope." Liu Miao said.

Another window popped up on the screen, revealing a photograph with the person's file attached.

"Ding Yi." Liu Miao read out the name on the file.

The man on the face of the photo is ordinary-looking, with some droopy eyes and looks unenergetic. His file records are also very ordinary, public elementary school, junior high school, high school, admitted to the local polytechnic university, just graduated this year, and his grades are not good or bad.

The mouse clicked on Ding Yi's list of interpersonal relationships.

Ding Yi's mother is unknown, his father died twelve years ago, and only his grandfather is still alive among his close relatives. His father originally opened a small company, invested well, and bought a lot of insurance for Ding Yi and his grandfather and grandmother, so it was enough for his grandparents and grandchildren to live a stable life without worrying too much about money.

"It's ordinary." Liu Miao commented.

The mouse landed on the line "Mother unknown" on the screen.

"Only this one is a little weird." Liu Miao said again, "I usually don't know who my father is." Not biological? ”

"It wasn't written in the file. Let's go see it in person. Ye Qing said, "Give Ruan Han a call." ”

"yes, I know."

The content of the video stopped on Ding Yi's file.

On January 2, 2015, Ding Yi was found, and no anomalies were found.

In the video, there is a section of the road, which should be near the campus, and there are many student-looking people on the road, and there are snack bars, stationery stores, and a huge advertising sign for a training institution along the street.

The focus of the camera changed and focused on a young man walking on the road, who was Ding Yi.

Liu Miao's voice sounded: "This person, it seems that there is nothing." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qing responded and did not speak again.

The camera followed Ding Yi for a while.

This is the end of the video.

On January 3, 2015, I received a call from the client. 3。

"Hello—"

"He's giving out red envelopes again!"

"Mr. Ruan, you mean ......"

"Caged bird! He sent out red envelopes again! I watched! I looked at the one you told me about, and it was exactly the same! It's that string, that string of words! There are already people, and there are people who have received red envelopes...... I...... Right now...... I ......"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ruan, we'll take care of this."

"Uh-huh, well...... Hurry up, those people...... Whew......"

"Is there anyone you know in there?"

"No, there is no ...... like Seinfeld's Sorry, I can't contact them. ”

"It's okay, we'll contact those people."

Add 10 ~ to the four leagues

I can't get three million words today_(:3"∠)_

Tomorrow will definitely be able o(* ̄▽ ̄*)o

Good night everyone~

(End of chapter)