Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 308 - 233. Hello, nice to see you again.

Chapter 308: 233. Hello, nice to see you again.

"Guan Guan..."

This was her first time watching something like this with her sisters and boyfriend.

Although Zhou Sinin had come over out of curiosity, she still felt a bit lost after watching for a long while.

"What’s wrong?"

Guan Yongyi was also immersed in the scenes they just watched, tilting her head slightly.

"Does what he did... count as illegal?"

Zhou Sinin’s voice was very soft.

"Based on what he said at the end, it’s hard to legally determine,"

Guan Yongyi thought for a moment and shook her head.

"First of all, he didn’t post the video himself to the community and he also mentioned not to reward him, so it’s very likely he wasn’t profiting from it..."

In fact, borderline live streaming doesn’t necessarily meet the standard for a crime.

Only when the circumstances are severe and the evidence is ample can it constitute a criminal offense.

For instance, minor inappropriate performance behaviors do not constitute a crime.

Borderline live streaming generally does not constitute a criminal offense.

Explicitly obscene broadcasts, such as nude chats or direct performances, might constitute the crimes of organizing obscene performances or profiting from distributing obscene materials.

But whether it constitutes a crime still depends on whether the chain of evidence is complete.

It depends on whether the prosecution can ascertain the number of performances, the duration of the performances, the number of people in the live stream, and the amount of profit made.

In practice, occasional performances with few occurrences, small profit amounts, and limited social harm generally do not result in criminal charges.

They would just result in administrative penalties.

Securing a conviction in this line of work involves significant challenges in evidence collection and determination, and there’s high contention in determining the nature of the act.

"Moreover, Luo Yongfei himself studies law; he mostly does live streaming as a hobby, why would he ever post obscene videos for money..."

The mention piqued Guan Yongyi’s senses as a law student.

Luo Yongfei’s other identity, though it seemed thoroughly rebellious, made one realize he was actually dancing on the edge of a knife.

This guy indeed wandered on the legal borderline.

Those who know law understand.

His operation nearly avoided the suspicion of two possible crimes.

The first, merely livestreaming does not constitute the crime of organizing obscene performances.

The crime of organizing obscene performances targets the organizers and managers, such as the operators and managers of the live streaming platforms, finances, customer services, and clan leaders, but not the male and female hosts who only conduct the livestreams.

The second, merely livestreaming obscene content, without sending out videos and with no ability to download or replay, does not establish the crime of profiting from distributing obscene materials.

Whether it constitutes a crime depends on whether the number of obscene videos sent exceeds twenty, whether the actual number of clicks reached more than ten thousand, and whether the illegal gains exceed ten thousand yuan.

Luo Yongfei knew his stuff and never personally posted anything.

The content spread across major communities was all screen recordings by some enthusiastic big brothers from one-on-one private streaming rooms.

He just enjoyed this and had no intention of making money, thus calculating his profit was out of the question.

"Mr. Lu, what do we do next?"

After hearing the law student’s explanation, Luo Shaoqin was somewhat baffled.

"What’s the rush, collect the evidence, and find a way to catch him offline."

Lu Jincheng crossed his arms and spoke with a tone as steady as a settling needle.

...

Persistence pays off.

Having locked down Brother Dafei’s account, everyone finally caught him going live that day.

The opening was explosive.

The camera faced a large, square, pristine white bed.

The female host on the bed was wearing a black eye mask and still had the familiar ball gag in her mouth, depriving her of two of her senses, covering her clean, white body with only semi-transparent clothing that matched her skin tone, pulling the visual tension to its max.

Brother Dafei was still wearing sunglasses, making him look just like an ill-educated villain, and nobody could tell that he actually had some expertise in his professional field.

He held a string of red rope in his hand, sitting on a stool in front of the bed, interacting loudly with the viewers.

"Just came, folks, we’ve got fewer people today, can’t help it, that’s midday for you."

"I’ll start with some bondage, anyone know the tortoise shell style? I’ll start teaching once more brothers join, thanks for the little red hearts, I’ll get going once we hit five thousand likes."

Having said that, Brother Dafei turned around, stepped one foot on the bed, patted the female host’s body, and then took out a bunch of earplugs from a small box prepared at the bedside, twisting them into hemp twists.

Pushed them into the ears, the most basic deprivation of the five senses.

Then, he used the red rope to circle the female host’s neck, moving back and forth incessantly, creating an attractive pattern of red and white.

The number of people in the live stream grew.

"What... what is this?"

Upon receiving the news of the start of the stream, Zhou Sinin almost immediately dragged her best friend and rushed to the conference room.

The brown-haired girl stared blankly at Brother Dafei’s wrists, curiously said.

"Shibari, didn’t expect Brother Dafei to be proficient in this, quite unusual."

Lu Jincheng watched intently.

A fellow competitor, Mr. Lu, who was also skilled in the thirty-six techniques of Dongting, secretly compared their techniques in his heart.

The start was fine.

Hmm...

The knots in the middle were too tight, not very good.

The red rope danced in Brother Dafei’s hands, crossing repeatedly along a vertical line on the chest, and ingeniously winding around the female host’s body, forming several extremely sexy knots.

The scene conjured an irresistibly captivating charm.

Though bound, it paradoxically threw forth a primitive beauty, with ropes seemingly sculpted onto the skin and the curves of the female form, far more rhythmic than the naked body.