"Haha, she's already dead, and you're telling me it was an accident? It might be an accident to you, but it wasn't to Liu Xiaolin. "Han Bin snorted.
Dong Wenhuan shouted, "I have evidence. This was all Liu Xiaolin's idea. She set it all up."
"Wenhuan, you!" Zhang Haiqiao scolded.
Han Bin raised his head at the policemen. "Take him away."
The two policemen brought Zhang Haiqiao to another room.
Han Bin looked at Dong Wenhuan. "What do you mean by that? What do you mean she set it all up?"
"Aiyo, I'll be honest with you. Actually, they weren't really fighting. Liu Xiaolin didn't really want to commit suicide either. It was all a show for others to see."
"Who is it for?"
"We're in the media business. We shoot videos for our fans."
"Of all the videos, why did they shoot a suicide video?"
"It can't be helped. The internet is getting more and more advanced, and the threshold for media is getting lower. Anyone who knows how to use a mobile phone can shoot videos. They all know that this can make money, so they want to test the waters. If you want to attract fans, if you want people to watch you, you have to have something special. Only then will the fans pay attention to you. This is just the first step. The fans will also get tired of the aesthetic. You have to have something new every day and have a different theme to keep the fans.
Dong Wenhuan sighed. "This industry is very competitive, and there are many people who follow the trend. They don't like the same theme. The three of us racked our brains for the theme. We thought about the highlights of every episode, the conflicts, and the content, just to make the fans happy. "
"After a long period of research, we realized that fans like to watch couples quarrel. As long as there's a conflict in an episode, the bigger the conflict, the higher the click rate. There was an episode where Liu Xiaolin said she wanted a divorce. That fella's click rate was ten times higher than usual. One video was worth half a month's income. Who could sit still? "
"After we tasted the sweetness, we started to let the couple create conflicts, have a cold war, divorce, mediate, and reconcile. Every time we do this, we can shoot for a long time. We have a theme, and the click rate is high. That's why we often shoot the couple's conflicts. "
"However, those fans are also very smart. After watching it a few times, they became familiar with this routine and got tired of it. The click rate dropped again. After some discussion, the three of us came up with the theme of jumping off a building. "
"You don't say. This morning's live broadcast viewership report was dozens of times higher than before. The number of followers was also increasing rapidly. Watching the two of them quarrel, my heart was blooming with joy. Who knew … something unexpected would happen. Liu Xiaolin was standing on the rack of the air conditioner, and she fell with the rack."
"I was really scared to death at that time. It was supposed to be a good thing. The fans were happy and we were making money. How did it end up like this? Aiyo, I was wrongly accused …"
Dong Wenhuan's confession was roughly the same as Han Bin's speculation. Some people were just despicable. If you didn't scare them a little, they wouldn't confess at all.
"Why did you lie?"
Dong Wenhuan wanted to say something but hesitated. He sighed and said, "We … we don't have a choice."
"What do you mean there's no other way? Is it fun to lie to the police? Do you know what it means to obstruct law enforcement? If it's serious, you can be sentenced to prison. "
"Sir, I know I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and let me off this time. I didn't want to lie. I wanted to tell the truth, but Zhang Haiqiao was a little worried …" Dong Wenhuan looked hesitant. When he saw Han Bin's glare, he gritted his teeth and continued, "We also know that it's wrong to shoot a suicide video, but Zhang Haiqiao was afraid that the police would ban the account if they found out, so he discussed with me …"
Li Hui also went upstairs and heard the conversation. He snorted and said, "Just because you were afraid that the account would be banned, you dared to lie to the police and hide the cause of Liu Xiaolin's death. You guys are really brave."
"This was Zhang Haiqiao's idea. I listened to him." Dong Wenhuan glanced in the direction of the bedroom and lowered his voice. "Don't underestimate this account. It has hundreds of thousands of fans. It earns tens of thousands of dollars a month, and hundreds of thousands a year. If it's managed well, it can even reach millions."
Li Hui was a little surprised. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "I just contacted the property management company. According to them, the frame is installed uniformly and can bear up to 150 kilograms. Liu Xiaolin is less than 60 kilograms. Logically speaking, it's impossible for her to fall."
"I don't know. This isn't my house, and I've never lived here." Dong Wenhuan quickly cleared his name. "By the way, when she fell, I was broadcasting with my phone. If you don't believe me, you can watch. I didn't go near the window at all. Her death has nothing to do with me. It was really just an accident."
Han Bin and Li Hui whispered to each other, and then Li Hui went into the bedroom next door.
Han Bin sat on the sofa and continued to ask, "How was the relationship between Zhang Haiqiao and Liu Xiaolin?"
"I'm not sure."
"Tell me what you saw and heard, and tell it as it is. I don't want to listen to fake, made-up stories. "
Dong Wenhuan thought for a moment. "Actually, not everything in the video is fake. Sometimes, they do have conflicts and quarrel."
"What do they quarrel about?"
"I'm not sure either. Sometimes, it's just a matter of one sentence, and they might start quarreling."
Han Bin leaned forward. "I'm quite curious. You guys always make these fake quarrels. It's not very smart, but the fans can't tell."
Dong Wenhuan laughed. "How can they not tell? There are many smart fans, and many of them will scold us in the comments, saying that it's too fake, that it's all about quarreling, cold wars, going home, and reconciling. They treat us fans like fools. Usually, when we meet such fans, we blacklist them, and they can't comment anymore. After a long time, we will filter out some targeted fans. "
"These targeted fans won't doubt the authenticity of the video. Of course, they might have doubted it before, but they didn't openly doubt it and will continue to watch it. This kind of fans are hardcore fans, and that's what we want."
"There are also some fans who know that it's fake, but they just love watching it. As long as they don't comment on it, they will be good fans."
"There are hundreds of millions of people online. We just need to filter them and slowly form our own fan group. It doesn't need to be a lot, just a few million, and we won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of our lives."
"To put it bluntly, no matter how good your filming is, you can't make every fan like it. It's hard to appeal to everyone."
Han Bin laughed. "You guys can see it clearly."
Dong Wenhuan raised the handcuffs. "Officer, I'm telling the truth. Can you loosen my handcuffs?"
"What's the hurry? Wear it, it looks pretty good."
Dong Wenhuan wanted to cry.
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