Chapter 356: The Fall

"Is he serious?"

A judge below frowned, watching this scene. "Is he really going to make Old Sun appear?"

"How is that possible, unless he and Old Sun colluded beforehand..."

"Wait, could they have really colluded? Otherwise, why hasn't Old Sun come yet?"

"Are you crazy? Do you know how much Wu Shaohua paid..." A judge paused and shook his head in a low voice. "Absolutely impossible. You know Old Sun's personality; how could he cooperate with such a bizarre person? And if he really did cooperate, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to our own troupe? Old Sun isn't that kind of person."

"True, none of our hands are clean; we're all in the same boat, how far could he jump?"

"And this man in red clearly doesn't know the rules, actually wanting to compete with Wu Shaohua on scoring, and the scoring isn't even up to us... Looks like he really is a greenhorn."

"I reckon Old Sun is probably just playing around in a room with some girl and lost track of time... Hmph, wasn't it like that last time?"

"I want to see how this guy ends this."

“……”

The judges exchanged a few quiet words, feeling settled, and looked at Chen Ling on stage with more mockery.

On stage, Supervisor Zhou squinted at Chen Ling:

"Alright, how are you going to make him appear?"

Chen Ling pushed an empty cart from behind the curtain, placed it in the center of the stage, and took out an opera robe from somewhere, gently covering it.

He snapped his fingers under the spotlight, signaling Supervisor Zhou to step forward.

"Just stand here and keep shaking the robe."

"That's it?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

Supervisor Zhou glanced at the cart in front of him. He was all too familiar with this thing; it was just an ordinary cart used by their troupe to transport props, with no hidden compartments or mechanisms, only a pungent smell... Was it gasoline?

He looked at Chen Ling, his gaze becoming increasingly displeased.

"Are you playing me??"

At this point, Supervisor Zhou didn't believe Chen Ling's bullshit magic at all. Maybe this guy was just bored and wanted to find someone to have fun with. After all, shaking an opera robe over an empty cart looked stupid from below!

"I wouldn't dare," Chen Ling smiled. "I've made a bet. If I were to play you, would I even be able to walk out of this door?"

Supervisor Zhou frowned. He looked at Wu Shaohua below, who was watching the show with his arms crossed, snorted, and finally took the robe from Chen Ling's hand.

Although he didn't know what this person wanted to do, if he was really doing this to play him, he would definitely make him pay later.

Supervisor Zhou stood in front of the cart, looking completely unwilling, and began to shake the robe in his hands vigorously. The colorful opera robe made a rustling sound in the air, dancing like waves.

At the same time, Chen Ling smiled and walked to the edge of the stage, gently pressing a few switches in the lighting console.

Snap—

The lights on stage went out abruptly.

Immediately after, a black shadow fell suddenly from the metal frame above the stage, crashing rapidly toward the shaking robe below!

Bang—!!

"Ahhh!!"

A low roar sounded, as if a heavy object had hit the ground, accompanied by Supervisor Zhou's scream, and the dark audience area suddenly erupted in chaos!

"What happened??"

"Did something fall??"

"What's going on?? Why did I hear a pig-slaughtering scream?"

"It's Supervisor Zhou, Supervisor Zhou is screaming?!"

“……”

The judges also sat in the darkness, stunned, not knowing what had happened. Just as they were about to do something, the lights returned to brightness!

A spotlight shone straight down from the dark stage ceiling, bright and hot like a sword of light pierced from heaven. In the center of this sole circle of light, the cart sat quietly. Beside it, Supervisor Zhou was clutching his broken wrist, wailing in pain.

"Ahhhhh... damn it... what is it... what hit me?!"

"You son of a bitch, I knew nothing good would come from you calling me up..."

Supervisor Zhou's voice stopped abruptly. Under the vertical glare of the hot light beam, he saw the scene before him...

The colorful opera robe was now crumpled and pressed onto the surface of the cart, drops of scarlet blood flowing along the edges, staining the stage surface... In the center of the cart, a bloated, bloody body lay crookedly.

It was a man tied up with rope, with a small bloody hole in his neck, as if pierced by some sharp weapon. Those angry, dead eyes were staring wide at Supervisor Zhou, as if wishing to tear him apart!

The most bizarre thing was that his mouth was stuffed full, and his clothes were bulging everywhere, as if filled with something...

[Audience Expectation +5]

[Current Expectation 60%]

"Ah... ahhhhhhh?!!!"

Supervisor Zhou saw that familiar face, froze for two seconds, then his face turned as pale as a dead man's, and he collapsed on the ground, screaming suddenly!!

"Supervisor Sun?!! It's Supervisor Sun?!!"

"He really appeared... but... but his state..."

"Dead!! That's a dead man!!"

"My god, he's really dead! It looks like he fell from the frame at the top of the stage!!"

"What is stuffed in his mouth? It looks so terrifying!!"

“……”

An unprecedented commotion erupted from the audience. Everyone looked at the stage in horror, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief, especially the judges in the front row. They could clearly see every detail of Supervisor Sun's corpse; this bizarre and scarlet scene undoubtedly dealt them a massive psychological blow!

"This... this..." They stared wide-eyed, their expressions completely blank, as if they hadn't yet come to their senses.

Just a moment ago, they were discussing which woman Supervisor Sun was sleeping with, thinking about going to find him... The next moment, Supervisor Sun fell from the sky and appeared on stage!

They asked Chen Ling to make Supervisor Sun appear, and Chen Ling did it;

It's just that,

it was in a way they had never imagined.

"...Brother Lin?"

Li Qingshan was also terrified by this scene. He swallowed hard, moved his gaze away from Supervisor Sun's corpse, and looked at the bright red figure standing smiling at the front of the stage... His eyes were filled with confusion.

In the corner of the crowd, the battered girl stared blankly at the stage, at that foul-smelling face stuffed with things, standing there like a statue.

That face, Liu Qingyan had seen not long ago... That ugly, obscene, perverted, lecherous middle-aged face. She would never forget what that face had done to her, nor would she forget the ugly mark he had left on her body and soul!

She looked at the painful and twisted face on the stage, and a sense of unprecedented satisfaction suddenly welled up in her heart, as if the depressed air that had been accumulating in her heart had burst forth!

She stood in the dark corner, looking at the corpse in the pillar of judgment,

on her pale little face... her smile was as bright as sunshine.