Chapter 152 - Confession
Chapter 152: Confession
Mo Li logged into the livestream on her own phone. There were around 100,000 viewers online and some of them were even giving gifts.
“This can’t be fake, right?!”
“Of course it is not! The streamer has promised us a suicide stream and we’re going to get one!”
“But he has decided to commit the suicide himself? He’s that desperate for popularity?”
“This doesn’t look like a suicide though. How is he going to commit suicide if he’s all trussed up like that?”
“I was expecting jumping, wrist-slitting or carbon monoxide poisoning! But as long as there’s death, I’m happy! Have another gift, host! Hope you’ll enjoy it in your afterlife!”
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Mo Li took a serious glance at the screen. Wu Yong’s hands were tied behind his back and he was bound to a chair. He tried his best to break free from the binding, but it was to no avail.
However, he did manage to loosen the gag that was stuffed into his mouth. He hurriedly turned to the camera for help. “Please save me! I’m not going to commit suicide! I’m being taken against my will! Call the police! Save me!”
Mo Li frowned. What is that sound underlying the man’s voice? It sounds so familiar.
Wu Yong stared at the laptop placed before him. A few sentences written in red showed up. The audience was able to see the sentences as well. They were forcing Wu Yong to confess to his sins or else the bomb in his room would explode in another 10 minutes. The countdown had already started.
“I… I… But I have not done anything wrong. Yes, I like to say outrageous things online to grab attention. I want to be famous, I want to be a rich livestreamer because I don’t want to be a laborer for life. I just want to change my life for the better! I didn’t do anything wrong! That day, I was only passing by and I thought to livestream the woman’s suicide! She killed herself! I didn’t kill her! That was not my fault! Please, call the police and save me! Please!”
Wu Yong was so frightened that he was rambling. He continued to beg for mercy.
Due to his previous suicide livestream, Wu Yong garnered some popularity online. There were voices who berated him but that was nothing compared to the fame that he gained.
After he got home from work that day, he planned to start another livestream to ply his pitiable background. He was a poor but hardworking laborer.
However, the moment he left the cargo station, he was knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he was already inside this dark room. He was tied up and a laptop was placed before him.
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Mo Li tried to focus to tune into the background music. The rowdy comments of the students around her and Wu Yong’s frantic screaming made it very hard.
Eventually Mo Li caught the melody and memorized it. She walked to the corner and called Quan Yu. “I heard the sound of a bell and a melody in the background. Try to look into it.” Then she hummed the melody to Quan Yu.
When he heard the first few notes, Quan Yu already knew the music. He interrupted Mo Li. “I know where he’s kept. Thank you!”
His voice was sharp because this music was the soundtrack for the promo videos for the chain of 5 stars hotel owned by the Quan Family. The promo video displayed all the facilities available to the hotel guests so it could only be heard inside the hotels. Was this a taunt directed at the Quan Family?
There were only 3 such chain hotels at Pearl River. And there was a bell tower close to one of them. It was the hotel right across from Jiang Li’s neighbourhood. The bell tower was a feature at the pavilion of the nearby mall. From 8 am to 8 pm daily, the bell would strike every hour. Comparing the time, the bell must have sounded at 10 am.
Quan Yu grabbed his coat and rushed out. He called the hotel manager. “I need you to evacuate all the current guests at the hotel now. All the losses will be born by the company.”
Then he hung up. He jumped into the driver’s seat, stepped on the pedal and zipped out like lightning. His group of bodyguards followed closely behind him.