Chapter 15 Silver Treasure Chest(1/3)
After playing the lottery at the lottery station, I went to have a meal.
After sleeping all day, I am already hungry.
After finishing his meal, he stopped by the fishing tackle shop.
As soon as I walked in, I heard the boss chatting with a few old customers.
The content of the chat was exactly Fang Hao’s fishing experience last night.
"I really can't believe that two corpses were caught from Baisha Reservoir."
"It's a pity that such a good fishing spot is there. I was planning to go fishing there this weekend, but now there are corpses caught there, so I don't dare to go there."
"Brother Zhou, you are too cowardly. There are only two corpses. There is nothing to be afraid of. Not to mention it is the weekend, I kind of want to go fishing there tonight."
Another fisherman said that he was not afraid at all.
Fishermen, if you are even afraid of this, how can you go out fishing at night?
For fishing, these are all small things.
"But... I heard that the two corpses caught last night were caught by a fishing friend."
"The same person caught two bodies in a row in one night...this..."
"Then this fishing friend is also very unlucky. His mentality is shattered. If he didn't catch the fish, he would catch a corpse instead."
Isn't it?
His mentality collapsed at that time.
After Fang Hao just walked in and heard what they said, he silently replied in his heart.
Later, he simply went home to sleep and did not go back to fishing.
This luck is really not ordinary bad luck.
"If this were me, I'm afraid... I wouldn't even think about fishing in the future."
“I wonder if this fishing friend can get out of his psychological shadow.”
"But... do you think this is intentional? I see many netizens say so on the Internet."
At this moment, the owner of the fishing gear shop suddenly said.
"What's intentional?" Everyone was stunned for a moment
"It's just that... this person knew from the beginning that there was a corpse under the reservoir, and then he fished at this location." The boss analyzed, "After all, catching a corpse is already a very small probability event. And one night
Catching up two corpses is basically impossible."
"That means that the other party knew there was a corpse underneath from the beginning, and then looked for that position to fish, so it was so easy to catch the corpse."
This is what the fishing tackle shop owner is suspicious of.
"In this case, he can use his identity as the corpse to eliminate suspicion... It's like forging an alibi, telling everyone that he is not the murderer."
Fang Hao originally wanted to chat with them, but after hearing what his boss said, he stopped immediately.
His face was also stunned.
Fang Hao never thought that others would think this way.
One word woke him up.
He suddenly remembered... why was there something so wrong with the way Captain Lin looked at him last night?
It turns out I was doubting myself.
Emotions treat oneself as a suspect.
No wonder the two people behind her, Chen Lin, were whispering to each other and looking at me from time to time.
Fang Hao finally understood now.
What the hell, he really caught the body by accident, and it really has nothing to do with him.
He didn't know what to say.
But he wasn't worried. He was really innocent and not worried.
Just being suspected makes him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Hey, boss, your analysis is really enlightening. It seems that this is really possible."
"If he really knew it from the beginning, then it is indeed possible."
"Doesn't that mean...this fishing friend is actually the murderer?"
"It's possible."
"Sometimes the person who least looks like a murderer is the murderer!"
In an instant, everyone in the fishing tackle shop suspected that Fang Hao was the murderer.
Now, Fang Hao, as the person involved, couldn't bear it anymore.
He immediately interjected, "Is there a possibility that this person's luck is really bad, so he caught two corpses?"
When Fang Hao spoke, the people in the fishing tackle shop noticed him.
"It is indeed possible, but not many people believe it."
"You said it would be you, would you believe it?"
"I..."
Fang Hao was really stunned.
If it were him, would he believe it?
If he is not a party involved, then he really might not believe it.
This is so fake...
Now, Fang Hao became even more depressed.
This is really hard to tell.
"But we can't rule out the possibility, right? We can't let a bad person go, but we can't wrongly accuse a good person."
"Indeed."
"So this kind of thing should be left to the police."
"We will know then whether he is the real murderer."
"This little brother, what do you want to buy?" The boss didn't want to continue talking on this topic, and then looked at Fang Hao.
"Buy a few bags of bait."
Originally, Fang Hao wanted to buy some other tools, but now he had no interest at all, so he just bought a few bags of bait.
Then he left.
I was feeling depressed because I didn’t catch any fish last night.
Now I still hear other people chatting and suspect that I am the murderer.
This mood is even more depressing.
"Why did that person look familiar just now?" After Fang Hao left, the boss muttered, a little confused.
"Wait!"
"It seems... he is the fishing friend who caught the body, right?"
The boss woke up suddenly, and then felt a little embarrassed.
After all, he was in front of someone just now, suspecting that the other person might be the murderer.
……
Right.
Since even passers-by are discussing themselves like this, what will happen online... over there?
For example, my own live broadcast room may have exploded.
Fang Hao couldn't even imagine it.
Since he caught the corpse last night, his popularity in the live broadcast room has exploded.
When it was broadcast, there were thousands of viewers.
I don’t know what the situation is now.
There is also a topic mentioned by the boss before, which has exploded in popularity on the Internet, and he seems to be unaware of it.
He was busy all night last night and went to take notes twice in a row before returning home to rest.
How can he have time to surf the Internet?
He doesn't know what the situation is like online.
To be continued...