A month ago, a reality show called "Pink Love Experience" began livestreaming. The guests included award-winning actors and actresses, A-list female celebrities, rising young stars, and social media influencers with millions of followers.
As soon as the livestream started, fans flooded in, eagerly shipping their favorite couples. That is, until the first death occurred.
As more and more people died, everyone realized this wasn't just a script, but a meticulously planned murder.
A massacre unfolding before the eyes of the entire nation.
Yet neither the livestream audience, including all the guests and the police, could locate where the show was being filmed.
The so-called "Pink Love Experience Production Team" had long since vanished, leaving behind a ghost of a show.
The show's guests had no idea that from the very beginning, they were part of a nationwide livestream.
As the killer slaughtered them one by one, they were unable to call for help from the outside world. They could only remain trapped in the villa, like lambs awaiting slaughter.
In the end, this massacre lasted nearly a month. Of the fifteen people, including all the guests and the director's assistant, only two survived.
The most notable among them was a young woman named Cen Yueyue.
She wasn't a popular A-list celebrity, nor was she a social media influencer with millions of followers. In fact, she was a nobody in the entertainment industry, with less than a thousand fans.
Yet somehow, this unremarkable person became one of the survivors.
In front of the secluded villa, the police had cordoned off the entire building. One by one, black body bags were carried out.
A man, chewing on a mint, extended his hand towards the handcuffed Cen Yueyue.
"Hello, I'm from the Criminal Police Team. We need you to come to the station with us to investigate the details of this deadly reality show."
The girl was small in stature but remarkably composed. Her eyes were fixed on the handcuffs as if they were some rare curiosity.
"There's something I've been wanting to ask you," he said.
Cen Yueyue lowered her eyelashes slightly, not responding.
"Did you really... not know there were hidden cameras in the villa?"
The man's reflection wavered in her pupils, as if shrouded in mist, becoming increasingly unclear.
"I didn't know. After all, I'm not a god, am I?" she replied.
The man didn't press further.
She wasn't a god?
If she wasn't a god, how could she have single-handedly seen through the killer's methods? How could she have survived the killer's rampage, maintaining a cool head, and uncovering the killer's motives and the truth?
She wasn't a god, yet she possessed a god-like intellect.
So, did she really not know?
"I apologize for my inappropriate question," he said, then invited her into the police car.
Outside the interrogation room, nearly the entire police station had gathered to witness the spectacle.
Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of this overly intelligent yet infamously sharp-tongued starlet who had once offended viewers.
Though labeled a starlet, she had less than a thousand fans - that is, before participating in this deadly reality show.
After the show ended, her fan base exploded overnight, surging to over ten million.
Cen Yueyue was held at the police station for three days. Despite some lingering doubts about the case, she was released due to public pressure.
This massacre had played out before the entire nation. Every viewer who entered the livestream was a witness. No one knew better than them how innocent Cen Yueyue was, including the police officers who had monitored the livestream.
"Well then, goodbye," she said.
With that, she turned and left. As she reached the entrance of the police station, she pulled out a piece of bubble gum from her pocket and began to chew.
The sweetness of the gum instantly washed away everything else.
Immersed in this artificial sweetness, she silently curved her lips into a meaningful smile...
