"How about it? Was there any serious car accident outside near your sister's school today?"
Lin Mo sat on the sofa, staring at the TV screen in the middle of the living room for a long time.
On the TV screen, the evening news station replayed it over and over again, but there was almost no other program to speak of.
And this is also the current state of television programs in this era.
Due to historical reasons, there is no Internet in this world, which indirectly leads to the scarcity of TV entertainment programs.
Almost all the programs that people can watch on TV are carefully designed and planned by major media companies, and ordinary people basically have no channels to express their opinions.
This situation also leads to another result, that is, the cost of "artificially creating stars" is extremely low.
Because people have limited horizons, there are not many media channels that they have access to, and the entertainment threshold is extremely low. Companies that want to create stars have no need to cultivate high-quality stars. They just use a few brainwashing songs and broadcast them on limited TV programs.
Promoting celebrities can make people crazy about them.
The TV programs in Night City are similar. The program channels played on the screen are basically entertainment programs within the city, and there is no access to TV channel signals outside the city.
Therefore, it is a very simple matter for big figures to artificially tamper with news reports.
Lin Mo didn't expect to see similar accidents on the news.
He asked Kitagawa Hiroshi to go out to check the situation just to prevent this from happening.
Now it seems that the development of things is not much different from what he expected.
After pondering for a long time, as if he was organizing his words, Kitagawa Hiroshi's face showed a bit of bitterness, and he said as if sighing:
"As you said, Mr. Lin, there happened to be a serious car accident near Yuanxing High School, the school where Jing attends."
Speaking of this, Kitagawa Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the young man, his eyes a little more solemn and puzzled, as if he wanted to ask Lin Mo - how did you know.
No matter how you look at it, this incident is too coincidental.
Lin Mo asked him to go out to investigate car accidents involving serious casualties, and a car accident actually occurred near the school.
If it weren't for the fact that he had been with Lin Mo for a long time and had absolute trust in Lin Mo, others might have suspected that the gangster who planned this accident was this seemingly harmless young man in front of him.
After all, no matter how you look at it, this accident happened by coincidence.
Lin Mo was silent when he heard the words, and moved his index finger up and down to tap his thigh.
It seems that tragedy has happened. He saved a group of people, but the result was that another group of people suffered... He said secretly in his heart.
"What are the specific casualties and the details of the scene?"
He sighed slightly with regret, as if he was mourning the deceased.
"It's the same as what you said, Mr. Lin. The perpetrator was riding in a stretch car... It was a school bus that was hit. 35 students and two teachers all died on the spot. After the accident in the stretch car,
I immediately fled the scene... When I got there, I could only see a tragic scene."
Kitagawa Hao described with a depressed expression.
He was also a leader of the Tiger Claw Gang in the past, and it was not like he had never seen similar tragic scenes.
But seeing those young and immature students die in front of him, even he couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness and pity.
Even on the way home, he would still think about what if the person who had an accident today was not these students who had nothing to do with him, but his sister.
What would happen if his sister was one of the dead bodies at the scene...?
Just thinking about it makes Hiroshi Kitagawa shudder.
Lin Mo frowned when he heard this and said with some surprise:
"Which school does the school bus in the accident belong to?"
Didn't he ask Kitagawa Hiroshi to blow up all the school buses in that school? Why did the school bus still have an accident?
"The school where the accident occurred is located near Jing's school. The two schools originally planned to go out together for a study tour today. If you hadn't arranged for me to blow up the school bus, Mr. Lin, Jing might also have traveled together."
Beichuan Hao's face gradually became a little solemn, and his eyes looking at Lin Mo were a little more confused.
"Lin Jun, did you know in advance that this accident would happen in the afternoon, so you asked Jing to stay at home and not go out?"
Lin Mo sighed, fully understanding the doubts in this Japanese man's heart.
"I understand what you are thinking, but I can tell you responsibly that this accident was not arranged by me, and it is impossible to involve other interests. The perpetrator may have done it just for fun...
His car hit the school bus." He said slowly.
Kitagawa Hao was not surprised. There seemed to be a dark shadow in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:
"If you hadn't asked me to blow up those school buses, Mr. Lin, would Kitagawa Shizu's name be on the list of victims of today's accident?"
Lin Mo's face was expressionless, and he looked at Beichuan Hao with calm eyes. After a long time, he nodded slowly as if he had finalized the facts.
There is no need to continue to hide this matter. After all, when Hiroshi Kitagawa was assigned the task of "blow up the school bus" last night, he had already expected that the other party would be suspicious.
And today, he even asked the other party to go to the location of the incident. He knew that an accident would happen there as if he had predicted the future, and ordered Kitagawa Hiroshi to go and inquire.
This kind of miraculous move would make anyone think twice about it.
Once you think about it more and think about his behavior of letting Beichuan Jinghaosheng stay at home, you can basically guess some clues.
"Is this someone's plan, or is it your foresight, Mr. Lin?"
Beichuan Hao took a deep breath, his face was horribly gloomy, but his tone towards Lin Mo was still humble.
He believed that Lin Mo would not harm the people on his side, and no one would go out of his way to do such a thing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So, to be able to predict this kind of accident and reverse the outcome of the accident... with such ability, either the person knew it in advance
"Script", or that person can predict the future.
"Hao, I wonder if you know a skill called fortune telling?"
Lin Mo smiled as if he had expected it, as if he knew Beichuan Hao would ask him this.
"Fortune telling? Is it an ancient technique originating from China? I used to see some fortune tellers near Japan Street and Little Chinatown... But aren't those people all liars? Mr. Lin, it's not even nice to say it.
Yes, in my opinion, their deception skills are not as good as those bald donkeys without hair."
Kitagawa Hiroshi answered honestly.
"No, that's because you haven't seen anyone with real skills. Now that I'm free, I'll tell you some things about my past."
Lin Mo smiled peacefully, with kind eyes and brows like a deceiver.
Beichuan gave a powerful blow to the spirit.
Did he hear it right just now? Mr. Lin was actually willing to tell about his past events!
You must know that even though they have been with each other for so long, even now, Beichuan Hao is still confused about Lin Mo's origins, and can only reluctantly judge that he is a rich man who is not short of money.
However, which children from rich families are so generous? And they will also join the industry of marginalized people.
Therefore, Kitagawa Hao still has no clue about Lin Mo's life experience. Although he is very curious, he does not dare to ask rashly and can only wait patiently for the young man to tell it himself.
And now, Mr. Lin is finally willing to tell some of his life experiences!
Just when Beichuan Hao was sitting upright and looking at him with expectant eyes, Lin Mo started telling lies while laughing and chatting without drafting:
"I still remember that when I was four years old, I met an old beggar on the street..."