He didn't recognize the person in front of him, but he always felt a palpitation in his heart.
Now, everyone finally saw the problem.
Because it was a live broadcast, he couldn't speak too loudly, so the director could only give crazy hints.
But Wang Di seemed not to see anything.
"You...who are you?"
Everyone followed their gazes and discovered that at some point, there was an additional young man in the crowd.
The young man dressed simply and holding a bunch of peonies in his hand was none other than Wang Zhi.
But during the live broadcast, Wang Zhi walked over step by step until he appeared in front of the camera.
At the same time, bullet screens appeared one after another on mobile phones, computers, and TVs.
Obviously, everyone saw that this was a broadcast accident.
But who is this young man holding flowers...?
"My name is Wang Zhi."
"I came here today to ask you something."
"Xu Yiyang, do you still remember?"
As soon as he said this, Wang Di stood up in fear.
The director and others were also stunned.
Of course Xu Yiyang and the others also knew.
It was that script that really made Wang Di the final nail in the coffin and became the gold medal host of the TV station.
Because it was well-founded, logically clear, and very empathetic in its writing, it was widely praised at the time.
Wang Zhi saw this, and under his stern smile, he heard a sinister voice:
"Do you dare to tell everyone the original truth?"
"Why did you suddenly receive the news about Xu Yiyang?"
"Obviously the place where the other party died was in Lanxi City, which is quite different from Jinling."
“Why did you put on a ‘bravely’ attitude and write that article on the Internet?”
"It's been two years now. Are you really not afraid... that when you wake up from your dream at midnight, there will be resentful souls coming to claim your life?"
In the studio, the director trembled all over.
As a media person, their "sense of smell" is extremely sensitive.
At this moment, there is no way to guess that there may be a lot of stories behind this matter.
In any case, it's not a good thing.
However, Wang Di is now the gold medal host of the TV station. If he really overturns during this kind of live broadcast, the reputation of the TV station will also be affected.
Immediately, the director stopped the live broadcast.
However:
"Whoosh!"
Everyone couldn't even see clearly what it was, they just felt it flickering in front of their eyes.
The director felt a pain on his face.
"Director, you...your face is scratched!"
"What a big wound!"
But pain is one thing.
Everyone found the throwing knife nailed to the wall behind them.
At this time, Wang Zhi turned his head slightly and stared at the director with sinister eyes:
"If you want to interrupt the show..."
"I'll make you lose your family."
"For example...your son is in Class 1, Grade 5, Jinling No. 1 Primary School."
"And...at this moment, your wife is working in the hospital..."
A few simple words, but the whole studio was instantly silenced.
The murderous aura in Wang Zhi's body was something that was truly drawn from a knife's edge in history. How can it be tolerated by ordinary people in modern times?
The director looked horrified.
He didn't dare to gamble.
After all, the other party explained his family situation so clearly.
Wang Zhi continued to look at Wang Di:
"Go on."
"Well, let me think about it, where should I start?"
"For example...Daen Temple?"
"For example... Jixiang Bodhisattva?"
Wang's flute shook like chaff in a sieve, and he pointed at Wang Zhi in disbelief:
"You...how do you know..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another cold light.
The next moment, shrill wails echoed throughout the studio.
If you look closely, it's a severed finger!
Wang Di covered his bloody left hand and fell to his knees in pain.
"I don't have that much patience."
Wang Zhi snapped his fingers.
In the huge studio, a cold wind suddenly blew up.
In the wind, one of the speech notes on the stage suddenly fell to the ground.
After a while, the text above was distorted and turned into a photo.
"Mom and Dad!"
Wang Di's expression changed drastically:
"You...what did you do!"
Wang Zhi shook his head and took care of the peonies in his hand seemingly carelessly:
"Don't worry, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. My father taught me that."
"As long as you tell the truth about that year, nothing will happen to me."
"otherwise……"
Wang Zhi's eyes suddenly turned cold:
"The case of bones and ashes that occurred at Beijing University a few days ago will be staged in Jinling City."
In an instant, everyone in the studio backed away in horror.
Of course they knew the shocking news.
At this time, many people were already doubting whether the Wang Zhi in front of them was human.
Some people even started to open the door in fear, wanting to escape from this place, but found that the door lock was tightly closed and could not be opened at all!
Wang Di looked at the photos of his parents, then thought of the Shangjing Bones Case, and finally collapsed and shouted:
"I!"
"I said!"
“Years ago, I graduated from a major domestic university in journalism!”
"Although we successfully approached the TV station,... the competition from the TV station is too strong!"
“Without connections, connections, and money, I can’t do anything!”
"At this time, I saw on the Internet that someone said that there is a special kind of auspicious Bodhisattva in Da'en Temple in Jinling City. As long as you worship it at home, you can... everything will go smoothly!"
"I spent 100,000 yuan to buy one from the abbot of Dayen Temple!"
"It turned out to be true. I kept getting opportunities and became a pretty good reporter along the way!"
"Then...then two years ago, I saw the news on the Internet that Xu Yiyang's parents had banned an autopsy."
"I didn't have any ideas at first, but...but Xu Yiyang's parents took the initiative to contact me!"
Wang Zhi nodded slightly:
"Well, go on."
Wang Di swallowed.
By this time, his suit was already soaked through.
"His parents said they heard that I have strong writing skills."
"So, I hope I can write a manuscript that just... just tells them not to do an autopsy!"
"I was thinking...I was thinking that maybe this matter was just difficult for my parents to accept, so I agreed."
"Then I wrote this manuscript!"
After listening to Wang Di's narration, everyone looked at each other in shock.
This matter... is actually not a big deal.
People with connections pay some money to hire copywriters to write something, which is similar to celebrities buying hot searches now.
However, Wang Zhi sighed slightly:
"What a pity..."
"After all, you are still unwilling to tell the truth."
In an instant, with a snap of fingers.
An exclamation suddenly came from the ceiling above.
"Crack!"
It was like the sound of bones breaking.
Immediately afterwards, there was the miserable and frightened wailing of everyone.
Because, a middle-aged man, hanging by a rope, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Wang Di's face turned as white as a sheet of paper for an instant:
"dad……"
"dad!"
Amid the desperate cry, Wang Di's face suddenly twisted.
He grabbed the camera on the side and aimed to smash it at Wang Zhi.
"Don't forget, you still have a mother."
Just saying this, the camera that was coming towards me suddenly stopped.
Wang stared straight at Wang Di with an expressionless face:
"I told you to tell the truth."
"If what you just said was true, your father would not die."
"Now, you only have your mother left, do you want to bet?"
Wang Di gasped fiercely.
finally:
"Bang!"
The camera fell to the ground, and Wang Di pulled his hair in agony:
"Ahhhhhh!"
Wang Zhi didn't have any emotional turmoil, and said quietly:
"You have ten seconds left to think about it."
Wang Di trembled all over and shouted with great fear:
"etc!"
"I said!"
"I...I really thought this matter was that simple at first."
"However, on a whim, I investigated Xu Yiyang's situation."
"As a result, I searched... and found a diary!"
"The names of many people were recorded in the diary, and many things were also recorded. In general... in general, Xu Yiyang's death was not caused by a simple accident, nor was it caused by one or two simple things!"
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"I...I was short of money at the time, and the article defending Xu Yiyang's parents had been published and was still very popular. I had no way to withdraw it!"
"I just...I just..."
"I just used that diary to blackmail Xu Yiyang's parents."
"In the end... blackmailed them... two hundred thousand..."
As soon as these words came out, the director felt a chill in his heart.
It’s over!
It's all over now!
This is a real scandal!
The gold medal host wrote articles for others, discovered the truth, and actually blackmailed his parents...
"I swear!"
"That's all!"
Wang Di looked at Wang Zhi in horror.
Wang Zhi nodded:
"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"
"Actually...you and Xu Yiyang's death had nothing to do with each other."
"If you just wrote an article in a condescending manner, I would just treat you as a confused person."
"But...you sold this diary to Xu Yiyang's parents despite knowing clearly about his grievances."
"Haha... you used Xu Yiyang's death to gain greater benefits for yourself. You even gained fame and fortune and became a famous host in the country..."
"Don't you think this is all too ironic?"
With that said, Wang Zhi slowly walked towards Wang Di.
Wang Di was so frightened that he backed away:
"You...what do you want to do!"
Wang Zhi smiled:
"Don't worry, I just... want to remove some of your blood."
"I'm just using your blood to nourish a flower."
As he spoke, a finger cot suddenly appeared on Wang Zhi's little finger.
The finger cot seemed to be open, flashing with a cold light.
Wang Di was shocked:
"Spare my life..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of cold light.
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Blood gushed out like a waterfall, causing everyone in the studio to scream in fear.
Wang Zhi, stained with Wang Di's blood, silently took out the bone china.
Some blood was removed for the bone china to absorb.
"Look, I didn't lie to you."
"I just... want to take some of your blood..."
Looking at the falling heads, Wang Zhi slowly stood up, turned around and came to the director.
The director said in horror:
"You...I..."
"I don't know about this..."
"Don't kill me!"
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Wang Zhi showed a faint smile:
"I won't kill you, but you have to do something for me."
"Three people should be coming over in a moment."
"They probably came to see Wang Di, and they also came to me."
"I would trouble you to give this bouquet of peonies to one of the people named Kongsang."