Chapter 147: Who Among Decent People Would Want to See That Kind of Stuff?

After the lie detector tested two chat users in succession, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room reached its climax.

"Are there any other brave souls willing to try? Preferably a lie test about something relatively normal."

Bai Qingming spoke up, but the viewers suddenly all backed away.

It was fine to let them watch the commotion and occasionally drop some witty remarks to liven up the atmosphere, but when it came to actually stepping up themselves, these people turned cowardly.

This lie detector looked completely ordinary, yet who would have thought it was so miraculously accurate?

In this day and age, who didn't have a few little secrets?

An unfaithful wife or a child that wasn't one's own didn't amount to much.

What people feared most was the lie detector revealing that you and your sister-in-law had shared the same bed, only for your older brother to be watching the live stream as well.

That would spell big trouble.

Brains would literally get beaten into pig brains.

Because of this specific concern, for a moment, not a single viewer dared to initiate a co-host connection with Bai Qingming.

"It would be great if the streamer could test a super-moderator."

In the chat barrage, a viewer sent out this sentence.

Soon, other viewers also chimed in to express their agreement.

"This is a great idea!"

"@SuperModerator!"

"Super-moderator, come out quickly! Do you dare to play this?"

In an instant, the barrage was filled with dense messages, with everyone tagging the super-moderator.

Super-moderators existed within the live-streaming platform as the most mysterious organization.

You typically couldn't see the people in this organization, yet they were everywhere.

Whenever a streamer took a whim and prepared to broadcast some福利 (bonus content) for the viewers, the super-moderator would arrive right on schedule.

As soon as a viewer in front of the screen took off their pants, that live-streaming room would undoubtedly be banned, leaving everyone deeply disappointed and cursing in frustration.

Now that such a rare opportunity was right before their eyes, the viewers instantly grew excited.

Everyone kept instigating, eager to exact a bit of revenge.

Who knows, maybe the super-moderator had some little secrets too; wouldn't it be immensely satisfying to fish them out and share them?

And sure enough, after a barrage of tags from the viewers, a Douyu super-moderator whose username was "Decent Person" was actually called out.

"Who's looking for me?"

The message from the super-moderator "Decent Person" appeared in the chat.

Bai Qingming could now be considered a top-tier streamer, and the higher-ups had given specific instructions for their super-moderators to pay close attention to this live-streaming room.

With so many people tagging him just now, he thought there was something good to watch, so he had rushed right over eagerly.

Who would have thought that there was nothing there upon arrival? This left him quite disappointed.

Hmph, he was displeased and couldn't help wanting to tap someone's chest with his little fists.

This was a tough guy acting cute.

Seeing the super-moderator appear, the viewers chimed in one after another, explaining the reason for summoning him.

Upon hearing this, the super-moderator also grew interested in Bai Qingming's lie detector.

Could there really be such a magical lie detector that could expose any falsehood?

He didn't believe it!

"Come, come, come, bring it on!"

Without a second word, the young super-moderator sent a co-host request to Bai Qingming.

"How is this tested?"

After the connection was established, the super-moderator asked.

Judging by the voice, it was a male super-moderator, unfortunately not a female one.

Thinking to himself, Bai Qingming slowly began to speak.

"How about this, let me ask a single question, and you just need to answer honestly."

"Okay, go ahead and ask."

The super-moderator indicated that he had nothing to fear.

He had done nothing wrong, so he had nothing to fear from ghosts knocking on his door.

Just like his ID, no matter what the question was, a decent person wasn't afraid of a test.

"Let's make it clear first: no getting upset."

Before starting, Bai Qingming thought of this detail and spoke up in advance.

"Rest assured, I can afford to lose; I guarantee I won't get upset."

With this assurance, Bai Qingming finally felt at ease.

Unconsciously, a smile crept across his face.

Noticing the smile on Bai Qingming's face, some veteran fans already understood what was coming.

"He's smiling, he's smiling!"

"So he's smiling, why make such a big fuss about it?"

"You guys don't know a damn thing. When the streamer smiles, it means he's about to show off!"

"Pay attention, high-energy content ahead!"

...

Reminded by the veteran fans, the barrage suddenly fell silent.

The viewers were all staring at Bai Qingming, wanting to hear what kind of question he planned to ask the super-moderator.

"Ahem."

Coughing twice, Bai Qingming began, "Those female streamers who get banned by you guys every time—do you genuinely dislike watching their live content?"

To be frank, this wasn't a question Bai Qingming wanted to ask himself.

He was simply standing from the perspective of the viewers and asking it on everyone's behalf.

Sure enough, as soon as this question was asked, it immediately resonated with the viewers.

"Exactly, exactly! This question has puzzled me for a long time. Do super-moderators really not like watching?"

"I heard that last time, a female streamer got drunk and live-streamed doing *that* with her boyfriend. Just a few minutes later, by the time I opened my computer, the live-streaming room was already gone."

"Seriously, shouldn't good things be shared with everyone? Why keep banning them?"

"The streamer's question hit right where we feel it most!"

The viewers collectively gave Bai Qingming a thumbs-up.

This question was asked with exquisite timing.

Facing this question, the super-moderator hesitated for a few seconds.

He genuinely hadn't expected Bai Qingming to ask such a tricky question.

Let's ask you this: which man doesn't love watching those things?

For any female streamer, as long as it wasn't his own wife broadcasting, naturally, the more skin shown, the better; unclothed was best of all.

The problem was, as a platform super-moderator, how could he possibly admit to such a thing openly?

This was no different from a police officer breaking the law they were sworn to uphold.

Therefore, no matter what, he absolutely could not tell the truth under these circumstances.

On the other hand, the super-moderator himself didn't believe there was such an accurate lie detector in the world, let alone one operating across a screen.

Thus, he wasn't flustered at all and instead answered righteously, "Maintaining the platform's streaming environment is our responsibility. Of course we don't like watching that kind of stuff!"

The moment his voice fell, the lie detector directly went off.

"He's lying!"

Hearing the result from the lie detector, the super-moderator froze for a second and immediately started to retort.

"Everything I said is true! Who with any decency likes watching those things? Believe it or not!"

Meanwhile.

The mandatory measure was triggered, and the lie detector had already begun its lie-busting process.

Bai Qingming waited with curiosity, wanting to see what method the lie detector would use this time to expose the super-moderator's words.

At that moment, a piece of music rang out from his headphones.

"The boundless horizon is my love, at the foot of the endless green mountains..."

This was the ringtone coming from the super-moderator's side; someone was calling him on his phone.

"Streamer, hold on for a second. Let me mute my mic and take a call; it's about work."

Saying this, the super-moderator answered the phone.

Whether it was caused by the lie detector's mandatory lie-busting measure or a blunder on his own part,

this "decent person" super-moderator thought he had muted his microphone, but in reality, the microphone wasn't muted at all.

Just like that.

Every single word he spoke was heard clearly and distinctly by the viewers.

"Taozi, what's up?"

"What? A female streamer was just dancing a traditional ethnic dance without clothes in her stream? And you caught her?"

"With something this good, why the hell didn't you call me? Trying to hog all the fun by yourself, huh?"

"The usual rule: did you record the screen? Send it over for me to see; I want to see which ethnic group's dance that is."

"Won't send it? Fine, those dancing videos of female streamers—all eight gigabytes of them that you want to see the most on my computer—I'm just going to delete them."

"Anyway, I've long since grown tired of watching them; it won't break my heart to delete them. But you'd better think carefully, kid, and don't end up regretting it."

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