Chapter 188 Live streaming of murders

It usually takes a long time for the artist to paint, and within this time, the object to be painted is used.

Don’t move around the whole time.

However, the wandering painter invited by Haruhiko Oba was different. He only needed to maintain the pose of the painted object for a short period of time.

The rest are all painted by his memory.

This is why Oba Haruhiko invites him to paint every time.

The painter starts to paint.

Tsushima Shuji starts playing games with Sawada Hiroki.

“By the way, Hongshu, how is your artificial intelligence, have you thought of a name?” he asked.

“It’s called Noah’s Ark…” Sawada Hiroki looked embarrassed.

Tsushima Shuji: …It has absolutely nothing to do with Noah.

“It’s a good name.” Tsushima Shuji nodded.

The scene was silent for a while.

“Let’s play games.” He took out the game console.

…

The artist painted for a whole night without eating or drinking, and finally finished it when the sun was rising.

He threw away the paintbrush in his hand and sat down at the table next to him. He first drank a pot of water in one go, then grabbed the food without hesitation and started eating.

“Go and tell your gentlemen and young masters, the painting is done, and the money is ready.” He said contentedly to the bodyguard on the side.

“Okay.” The bodyguard nodded.

In the picture, Haruhiko Oba is in a wheelchair, Shuji Tsushima is standing next to him, and Hiroki Sawada is standing next to Shuji Tsushima.

Haruhiko Oba had a gentle smile, Shuji Tsushima was expressionless, and Hiroshi Sawada looked shy.

Lifelike, scene reproduction.

Haruhiko Oba expressed his satisfaction.

The bodyguard handed the painter a check for ten million dollars.

The painter was also very satisfied, took the check and gave it a heavy kiss.

“Welcome to continue looking for me next time.”

He waved his check and left.

Not even drawing tools.

“He’s going to give money to people again…” Tsushima Shuji was expressionless and applauded inwardly.

He also wants to go.

with that person’s money.

“That painter, has it always been like this?” Hiroshi Sawada looked at the painting with a high degree of completion and thought about the artist’s incongruous appearance.

“It’s always been.” Tsushima Shuji nodded affirmatively.

“But the painting is very good…” Sawada Hiroki reached out and touched the frame.

“Master Hongshu, it’s time for you to go back.” Sindora’s bodyguard stepped forward and whispered.

“I see.” Sawada Hiroki looked sad.

Tsushima Shuji: Hiroki and I collided with each other…

“See you next time, Noah.” Sawada Hiroki said goodbye to him.

…

After Sawada Hiroki left, Tsushima Shuji suddenly changed his aura.

“Is Shuji bored?” Oba Haruhiko asked unexpectedly.

“A rather interesting thing just happened.” He handed Shuji Tsushima a cell phone.

“Someone is streaming a killing online.”

“Huh?” Tsushima Shuji sat up.

If you say that, I feel a little interesting.

“Where’s the FBI?” Tsushima Shuji turned on his phone and asked.

Tsushima Shuji: No, no, no, the FBI hasn’t caught anyone yet.

Then he saw a figure wearing a white crow mask in the live broadcast room.

And the three people who were tied to the stool and looked terrified but couldn’t make a call for help.

Tsushima Shuji: Wow, this mask.

“Let me introduce these three to you. Maybe some people know them, and some people don’t.” An indiscriminate voice full of electronic music sounded.

“This one is Mr. Chief of the New York Police Department. Let me think about the reason why he is here…” The white crow turned over from his body and pulled out a white note.

Then he held the note with his white-gloved hand and read the words on it.

“Oh, this Mr. Director is really a scumbag. He used his position to harass women, and even forcibly had **** with . Between the age of eighteen…” The white crow said and gave the man on the far left a slap.

The opponent of the fan was dizzy.

“You’re such a piece of trash.”

The white crow shook the paper in his hand and came to the man in the middle.

“This is the boss of a gangster family, oh of course, I put a lot of effort into catching him, and even used a bazooka. The devil knows what the FBI is doing, and they let a man with a lot of arms and equipment. The organization is so nourishing…” The white crow patted the legendary boss’s face contemptuously with a blank piece of paper.

Shuji Tsushima, who heard the other party’s words: “…

He looked at Haruhiko Oba, who was beside him.

Our organization is also alive and well.

Why don’t you try to catch this one by your side!

At that time, I will arrange a global live broadcast for you!

“Let’s see what he did wrong, oh god, you know, this guy actually has a perverted hobby, likes to eat the same kind, and the younger he is, the more he likes it…” The white crow said and kicked the man on the stomach.

“Why don’t you eat yourself.” White Crow cursed.

Then came to the last person.

“Oh this, the star player in the racing world, when I caught him, this guy’s car just ran over a person, let me see…” White Crow raised the note in his hand again.

“The death knight at midnight, according to statistics, as many as 30 people died on the road in the middle of the night.”

“It turns out that your racing skills are all acquired with human life…” Bai Crow said with a sigh, jumped up and kicked the opponent in the face with a roundabout.

“Bastard! Refund my ticket money!” There was a loud voice.

“Oh, although I haven’t been to your game.” White Crow spread his hands.

“Then, your fate will be handed over to many netizens.” Bai Ya stood in front of the three and said.

Then turn to look at the screen.

“Now, their life and death are in your hands…”

“Make a choice, let them live and continue to hurt others, or die and never hurt others…”

“The right to choose is in your hands.” White Crow said and disappeared into the live broadcast room.

The three tied men struggled, their eyes frightened, and they whimpered.

The barrage in the live broadcast room kept swiping.

The gap between life and death is growing.

The red bar, which symbolizes death, presents a crushing posture.

“By the way.” The white crow, who had disappeared, returned to the live broadcast room again.

There is only a pure white crow mask on the screen.

“That group of useless FBI, come and catch me.”

“If they come late, they can only die.” He said and left again.

Tsushima Shuji: Crazy applause.

“That group of FBI can only watch him provocatively like this, it’s so pitiful…” Tsushima Shuji’s words were pitiful, but his tone was full of schadenfreude.

“Does Xiuzhi want to see something more interesting?” Oba Haruhiko asked with a smile.

“Of course. UU reading www.uukanshu.com” Tsushima Shuji nodded.

There are more interesting things to pass the time, why say no?

Haruhiko Oba pressed a button on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Suddenly, a huge projection appeared on the wall of the living room.

“Hey~ Times Square…” Tsushima Shuji said with great interest.

There is a big screen in Times Square, the busiest place for people.

Usually used for advertising.

However, just today, the screen that was still playing the advertisement a moment ago became the scenes that just happened in the live broadcast room.

“Fortunately, there is no sound.” Tsushima Shuji sighed.

Otherwise, just by the screams of those people in the square, people with bad hearts can go to see God directly.