The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 94 - 93: What Could Be Wrapped in a Black Plastic Bag?

The viewers in the livestream were not happy.

They thought it was going to be a major case, but it turned into a mere theft case?

This script is not going according to plan.

It's not developing in the direction they had envisioned.

What happened to the promised murder, the promised body?

Without those, it's just not interesting.

They got excited for nothing.

Once the viewers in the livestream knew it was just a common theft case, they instantly lost interest.

"Man, the host reeled in a dud this time."

"I thought it would lead to a murder case or something, but it's just a theft. Got happy for nothing; I can't believe I sent so many messages earlier."

"Let's disperse."

After a while of excitement in the livestream room, things began to quiet down again.

However, the popularity of the livestream did not decrease but was steadily growing.

They protest with words but their actions say otherwise.

They say no, no, but their bodies are honest.

They're still camping in Fang Hao's livestream, curious if something unexpected might happen next.

They're not willing to let things end so simply.

They don't want to have seen just that little bit of action.

They continued to watch Fang Hao fish, wondering what he might reel in next.

Besides, even if Fang Hao caught nothing later, they could still watch them drink lake water on the spot.

A bunch of people huddled by the lake, drinking water.

What a 'beautiful' sight.

With that thought, everyone's mood wasn't so sour anymore.

No big case? Fine. There was still lively entertainment to watch.

They were already waiting to see Fang Hao and the others drink water and then take screenshots...

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Knowing it was just a common theft case, and not something like murder, made the participants of the fishing party less nervous and fearful.

They relaxed again.

They continued to barbecue leisurely and continued fishing.

But they stopped mentioning grilled fish—there was still a minor shadow over it, fearing that if there actually were a body at the bottom of the lake and the fish ate it, then eating those fish would be...

However, not eating fish didn't stop or interfere with their fishing.

It's two different things.

Fishing is about the process, enjoying the moment when a fish is caught.

"Just wait and see when the host catches a fish."

The viewers were a bit worried about this point.

Fang Hao's luck with not catching fish was giving them a headache.

If he really can't catch a fish, they'll have to drink lake water with him.

"I feel like we've been duped by the host."

"This has nothing to do with us at all."

The fish are caught by him, the flag is set by him…

It seems entirely unrelated to them.

Yet, he forcefully tied them to the same boat in front of the group of viewers.

"The host is too sneaky."

They were also frustrated.

But there was nothing they could do about it.

They could only pray Fang Hao would catch a fish.

Fortunately, there was still a chance.

Aside from reeling in a scrapped motorcycle earlier as a minor incident, nothing else had happened.

"The oysters are ready!"

"Come on, everyone have some food first."

Another batch of beautifully grilled food arrived in front of them, this time it was grilled oysters and clams baked in foil.

The addition of barbecue delicacies made the viewers in the livestream room jealous again.

They were already upset because there was no drama, and now seeing this made them even angrier.

They could only watch but couldn't eat any of it.

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Watching others eat, the feeling was too upsetting.

"Argh, this is infuriating."

"They definitely must not catch any fish, now I just want to see them drink lake water!!!"

"I really want to eat grilled oysters too~"

"Damn, I'm getting hungry."

The viewers in the livestream room were struggling, all feeling starved.

They were increasingly hoping that Fang Hao would not catch any fish so that they could see them drinking lake water.

"They absolutely can't catch any fish!"

"Fish bro, don't eat any bait."

"Fish bro, it's up to you now, just don't bite today and next time I'll bring you fish food."

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Knowing that the scrapped motorcycle he had reeled in was part of just a theft case relaxed Fang Hao's nerves.

He was scared of being involved in any major case.

If it had turned out to involve a murder, and he ended up fishing out a corpse from the lake, that would be a mess.

The nickname "Corpse-fishing streamer" had gradually been forgotten.

If he fished out another body now, he could never shake that nickname off.

It's the one nickname Fang Hao hated the most.

If you called him the Fish Feeding Streamer, he might have accepted it.

But the nickname "Corpse-fishing streamer"... he firmly resisted.

Since it wasn't a major case, Fang Hao could fish happily again.

Not catching fish was just temporary.

It wouldn't last his whole life.

Luck would turn around someday.

Fishing out that motorcycle earlier was just a fluke; thankfully, it didn't affect his subsequent fishing.

Fang Hao stopped paying attention to it and shifted his focus back to the lake.

His goal was to catch a fish today.

He had already made bold claims earlier—if he couldn't catch a fish, that would be rude.

After all, he was a popular livestreamer with millions of followers. Fish bro, can't you show some respect?

Fang Hao didn't want to think about anything else; he just wanted to catch a fish.

To break the curse of his inability to catch fish.

Once he caught a fish, he'd see who would still tease him about not catching any.