The chat was flooded with comments. The 'surprise' that Chen Ge had given his viewers was too big.
He glanced at the platform's popularity ranking, and Qin Guang was at the top. When he first started his livestream, he was at 96, but now he was at 19.
This ranking was on the platform's main page, and it was very valuable. Those who could squeeze into the top 20 were all big streamers with more than 400,000 followers.
The rocket-like rise attracted the attention of many viewers. They were confused. How did a newcomer with less than 50,000 followers manage to get into the spotlight of a top streamer?
Honestly, Chen Ge did not quite get it. He was merely acting as himself, as an 'innocent victim', defending himself against an illegal act.
"Looks like all of you are smart people. Under the influence of money, there aren't many streamers with positive energy like me who are serious about creating content."
After checking the cameras on his wrist and chest, Chen Ge pocketed his phone and returned to the mad woman.
When he dragged the one-armed man into the laundry room, the woman started to go crazy. She banged her head against the iron cage, trying to escape.
Chen Ge was afraid that she would break her head, so he grabbed the clothes on the floor and used them to cushion the woman's head.
"What kind of scene did you witness that could scare a living person to this extent?"
His eyes scanned the three cages. The old man was lying inside the cage, using his arms to cover his head like an ostrich, not daring to look out.
Of the three, the old man had been imprisoned the longest, and he had seen the most things.
When he saw the one-armed man, he covered his eyes, afraid of seeing something that he should not see.
The young woman in the middle was agitated. She banged her head against the cage, and the fear in her eyes was overflowing.
Both of their reactions made sense, but the one that alerted Chen Ge was the middle-aged man.
He was also afraid. His body was shaking, and his hands were clasped tightly together. His expression was flawless. If this was someone else, they would have let their guard down already, but Chen Ge was different.
It was not that Chen Ge was observant. He had merely obtained the patient information from the Third Sick Hall before he arrived, and this middle-aged man was most likely Xu Tong, who had stayed in Room 5.
The killers were all from the Third Sick Hall, so why would he, who was also from the Third Sick Hall, be the victim?
Because of this, Chen Ge slowly found some flaws in the middle-aged man.
For example, his relatively clean appearance, his unshaven hair, and his hands that had been hidden under his clothes until Chen Ge dragged the one-armed man in. He could not help but clench his fists because he was overly nervous.
Chen Ge saw very clearly that there was an extremely deep wound on the middle-aged man's left hand. It seemed to have been bitten by someone, and it was still bleeding profusely.
"Your hand is injured."
Chen Ge held the hammer as he approached the last cage. When he first entered the nurse's table, he had noticed the oil stains on the cage. He followed the trail of the oil stains, and on the wall outside the nurse's table, he saw a mixture of oil and blood stains.
At the time, he thought that the bloodstain was left by the victim in the cage, but when he checked the old man's body, he did not find any large wounds, so he deduced that the bloodstain was left by the murderer who took the old man away.
The oil stains and blood stains were mixed together. The most reasonable speculation was that the old man had grabbed onto the wall and was unwilling to leave.
The murderer tried to pry the old man's hand away, but he was bitten by the old man, and that was why there were blood and oil stains at the same spot on the wall.
When he opened the door, Chen Ge realized that the twisted face and the one-armed man's arms were uninjured.
From the looks of it, if there was no one else in the building, then the murderer who took the old man away could be confirmed.
The middle-aged man should be one of the murderers at the mental hospital. When they discovered someone outside the mental hospital, to prevent the first sick hall's old man from being exposed, they moved him to the second sick hall's laundry room.
The hammer swayed before the middle-aged man's face, and Chen Ge's gaze made his hair stand on end.
"I won't hurt you, but I hope you can answer a few of my questions honestly." Chen Ge looked at the middle-aged man. The man was still playing dumb and refused to answer.
"Not going to speak?" He removed the two cameras and placed them far away. He purposely covered the cameras.
After that, he silently turned around and swung the hammer heavily at the lock of the cage.
With just one hit, the area around the lock was deformed.
"Still not going to speak?"
Chen Ge continued to swing the hammer, and the iron bars bent. The space inside the cage was reduced by one-fourth.
"What … do you want to ask?" The middle-aged man looked at the hammer that was closing in on him, and his face twitched. How come it feels like this man is sicker than me?
"I won't force you; I just want to ask you some simple questions." Chen Ge looked at the twisted cage and put down the hammer. "What's your name?"
The middle-aged man paused for about two seconds before saying, "Wang Haiming."
"Wang Haiming?" When he heard this name, Chen Ge felt like his nerves were being pricked by needles, and a storm started to rise in his heart.
This man knows Wang Haiming?
He should have just given a fake name, but he would not have expected Chen Ge to know this man!
"You're lying." Without giving the middle-aged man a second chance, Chen Ge swung the hammer at the man's body and slammed it into the iron cage.
The ghastly hammer whistled through the air, and the middle-aged man's hair stood on end. "My name is Xiong Qing! Qing as in green! "
Chen Ge was too lazy to waste time with him. He swung the hammer again and again at the iron cage.
The space became smaller, and the iron bars around the cage looked like they would snap at any moment. The middle-aged man could not help but scream, "Didn't you say you won't force me?"
Chen Ge ignored him and continued to hammer for a few minutes. The area around the lock was completely deformed, and even with the key, it could not be opened.
It would take some time to break the iron cage, and the thing that Chen Ge needed the most was time. His pupils narrowed, and he grabbed the middle-aged man's leg. "I'll ask you again, what's your name?"
The middle-aged man could not figure out Chen Ge's intention, and he hesitated.
This had happened again and again. Being in the middle of a dangerous hospital, Chen Ge could not care less. He yanked the man's leg out and swung the hammer at it.
A shrill scream rang out. Chen Ge did not have much sympathy for these madmen who locked people inside iron cages. He grabbed the hammer and walked to the other leg of the middle-aged man.
When he raised the hammer and was about to land, the middle-aged man screamed and moved backward. "Xu Tong! My name is Xu Tong! "
"So, it's you." Chen Ge stopped. "Answer my questions honestly, and I won't do anything to you."
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