Wang Zheng agreed with Huamei's answer. He nodded and said, "It's more likely that it's from the TV station."
"TV station, the murderer can't possibly commit the crime anywhere!" Gao Feng said puzzledly, "After all, committing the crime anywhere is no different from walking into a trap."
Gu Xia also agreed with Hua Mei's answer: "I think it is very likely to happen on TV." He thought for a moment and began to answer rationally: "After all, if it is on TV, it is possible that the whole city will see it. And according to the time Wang Zheng gave us, fifteen hours later is eight o'clock in the evening, which is prime time. If the crime is broadcast live at that time, not only the whole city, but also the whole country can see it."
"I think so too. Let's go and watch it in the evening."
For the next two hours, the five of them sat together and marked out the places they thought were suitable. They then submitted the matter to their superiors for review, and asked the police to deploy police forces to stake out the area.
…
7:30 in the evening, inside the TV station in City B.
Nearly thirty plainclothes policemen have entered the B City TV station. These policemen are armed with guns and are guarding various passages to prevent the murderer from getting in.
In the live broadcast room, Wang Zheng and Gao Feng sat in the corner, silently watching everything that happened in the room and everyone who came in and out.
This afternoon, the chief of the police station had already agreed with the director of the TV station that the live broadcast would be cut off if any problem occurred.
Of course, this matter is related to the honor of B City TV Station, and the director agreed without hesitation!
The evening show at 8 o'clock arrived quickly. The two hosts, who had already put on their makeup, had already sat down, looking at the script in their hands and preparing for tonight's live broadcast.
But just when the TV station was about to start the live broadcast, a man in work clothes and a black mask suddenly came in from outside the door.
Even though he was wearing a mask, Chen Hua was able to recognize him quickly! Who else could it be but Mu Changkong? As expected, Huamei's guess was correct. Mu Changkong was planning to commit a crime here!
"Bang~" Mu Changkong raised his hand and fired a shot into the sky.
The director of the station was sitting in the operation room next to the live broadcast room. He saw the situation in the live broadcast room through the glass and immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Stop the live broadcast immediately!"
After the TV station director spoke, the staff immediately started working non-stop , one after another closing and starting the live broadcast software.
Mu Changkong fired another shot into the sky, and then looked at the people in the live studio who were running for their lives and said, "All of you stay down, don't move, I'll kill anyone who moves!"
When the people in the live broadcast room heard these words, they all squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads.
Most of the people in the live broadcast room are people of some status, and their psychological quality is relatively high, especially the two hosts, who are obedient to the murderer and will not move unless he is told to do so.
Gao Feng tugged at the corner of Wang Zheng's clothes, motioning him to squat down as well.
The two of them squatted down and silently watched everything happening in front of them.
Mu Changkong walked around the live broadcast room with a gun in his right hand, then grabbed a female host squatting under the live broadcast stage and pressed her onto the stage.
The female host lay on the table with an angry look on her face, but someone was holding her down from behind, so she couldn't move. She yelled in a panic, "Asshole, what are you doing!"
Mu Changkong greedily took a deep breath on the female host's head, and then said with a smile: "Little sister, you are really very beautiful. If you were made into a work of art, it would definitely look very beautiful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Changkong pulled out a blade covered in .
When Wang Zheng saw the blade, he recognized it. This should be the knife used by Mu Changkong when he committed the crime.
Mu Changkong raised the dagger in his hand high, licked it with his greedy tongue, and then he held the female host's head. With a crazy smile on his face, he said, "Don't move, my work of art." Just as he was about to stab the dagger in his hand.
A gunshot rang out in the live broadcast room. The bullet pierced through Mu Changkong's shoulder, bringing up a large amount of blood.
Mu Changkong felt pain and threw away the dagger in his hand. He wanted to pick up the pistol on the table and turn around to fight back, but before he could react.
Gao Feng had already fired the second shot, and the bullet of the second shot pierced through Mu Changkong's other shoulder, causing a large amount of blood to splatter again.
"Bang bang~" Two more gunshots rang out, and Mu Changkong's two thighs were hit. He knelt on the ground, unable to move at all.
In fact, Gao Feng could have just killed him with one strike, but the bureau had previously stated that they wanted to capture him alive! So Gao Feng disabled Mu Changkong's mobility again.
Wang Zheng held a pair of handcuffs in his hand. He walked over quickly and pushed Mu Changkong to the ground. Then he put the handcuffs on him and said in a stern tone, "Mu Changkong, you are under arrest."
The blood that flowed from the corner of Mu Changkong's mouth dyed the ground red. He said with an evil smile on his face: "Little guy, I didn't expect you to be so capable. You actually knew that I would develop art here!"
Wang Zheng picked up and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Didn't you always mock me for not having a chance to catch you?"
But because he had used too much force to lift Mu Changkong, the wound opened again. Wang Zheng felt the pain and took two steps back. He looked at Gao Feng and said, "Take him back!"
Gao Feng put away his pistol, ran forward quickly to pick up Mu Changkong, and walked quickly outside.
The female host stood up, straightened her messy long hair, and said with a fearful look: "Thank you for saving me."
"There's nothing to thank me for. This is just what I should do." Wang Zheng said this with a grin, then walked out dragging his aching body.
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Interrogation room of the B City Police Station.
Because Wang Zheng was unwell, Gu Xia was now the reviewer. He looked ahead and asked, "Why do you want to kill people serially?"
Mu Changkong said with a faint smile on his face: "Do you need a reason to kill someone?"
Gu Xia and Gao Feng's faces changed when they heard this. This person is obviously a psychopath...
Gao Feng grinned and continued to ask: "How many people have you killed in the past three years?"
Mu Changkong leaned back on the stool. He did not argue and got straight to the point: "Twelve."
"Twelve?" Gao Feng frowned. In the past two years, he had committed serial murders that killed dozens of people. How did the remaining two people come from? He then asked, "Who are the remaining two?"
Mu Changkong yawned and said, "Ling Yu, and his little girlfriend."