When the pale morning sun shines through the clouds and the faint winter thunder illuminates the city, people wake up from their sleep as usual and prepare to start a new day's work.
The atmosphere is naturally heavy, but life has to go on after all.
The voice of public opinion on the Internet is still noisy, but it has gradually calmed down, and almost everyone feels that the matter is over.
However, changes occur so unexpectedly.
Just when dawn breaks and the world is about to wake up.
Xia Guo, the home page of the spiritual forum.
A news repost quietly appeared.
At first, it didn't receive much attention.
After all, not many people are online at this time.
However, with such an eye-catching title, it is difficult for people who see it not to click on it.
So, within ten minutes, the number of news reposts submerged in the ocean of information slowly climbed up, and quickly spread through people's reposts, entering countless group chats, and was either actively or passively pushed to countless
In front of sleepy people.
And almost every netizen who saw the post was stunned and no longer felt sleepy!!
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The capital of Liao Province.
Terry's Building Headquarters.
When Huang Yin got up from the bed in the temporary lounge, put on her clothes, and walked to the office area, she saw a few people on duty.
"How is the situation?" Huang Yin looked at these young faces and asked calmly.
"There are no more people coming to the door for the time being. The few waves of people yesterday also initially reached an agreement on compensation. However, there are some opinions from the local government about the specific compensation amount... They still want us to bear it." A young lapel stood up and answered.
road.
Huang Yin breathed out silently, nodded, and said tiredly:
"I understand. I will contact the other party later on related issues."
The young man heard this and asked reluctantly:
"Do we really need to pay compensation? But we have obviously..."
"Stop talking," Huang Yin sighed and interrupted him with a cold expression. Then, her expression softened a little and she said, "Currently, the headquarters has not given a clear opinion, but... the main issue now is stability.
Finding ways to make the storm pass as soon as possible is the most important thing, and the rest can be compromised in comparison... I know you may feel aggrieved, but I hope you understand that the current crisis has not been resolved, and we don't know the next projection.
Whenever it appears, you must be prepared in advance.”
"Yes..." Several people in the office lowered their heads and said helplessly.
"Okay, you've stayed up all night. Let's go and rest. The hardest time is over. It will be easier in the next few days."
Huang Yin clapped her hands, trying to cheer them up.
However, at this moment, suddenly, a girl in the corner of the office who was responsible for monitoring public opinion let out a light sigh and shouted:
"Deputy Secretary Huang, please take a look at this post!"
"Post?" Huang Yin was startled for a moment, and then walked over in confusion. The others also looked over curiously, and saw a web page that was densely packed with photos and text.
Huang Yin didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when her eyes fell on it, the expression on her face suddenly froze.
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Yanshan.
Command center office.
When Xing Hong walked in, he found that almost everyone was gathered together, staring at the computer, seeming to be discussing something, and the air was filled with strange emotions.
"What are you doing all crowded together? Everyone go back to their respective workstations!"
Xing Hong grimaced, and he couldn't help shouting as he was already in an extremely bad mood.
Ever since he heard about the accident in the Secret Service last night, his mind had never been at peace, and as Shi Shengcun did not return all night, he became more and more irritable.
After hearing his words, a group of clerks on duty stood up one after another, looked at him with extremely strange eyes, and said hesitantly:
"Team Leader Xing, there's a piece of news here..."
"News?" Xing Hong asked in confusion.
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In this early morning, I don’t know how many people clicked on that message, just like ripples on the Internet.
Even after the post was deleted, it still hasn't stopped.
However, compared to the silence and silence of the mainstream media in Xia, when this news appeared abroad, it caused an uproar.
Special Affairs Department.
When the clerks who came to change shifts in the early morning entered the building, they found that the atmosphere here had become extremely heavy. The tension on everyone's face almost condensed into water and almost dripped down!
The door of the conference room is already open, but this does not mean the end of the meeting.
In the office of the department responsible for monitoring foreign public opinion.
The clicking sound of the mouse and the low hum of the printer were almost non-stop, forming a string of rapid notes that seemed to strike the human heart.
The staff refreshed the media platforms they were responsible for almost mechanically, then printed the latest situation into a report, then sorted it out and handed it to others to send to the conference room upstairs.
Due to the sudden increase in workload, we had to second staff from other offices.
Different from the rest, which is heavy and almost dead, this small office is crowded with people and full of noise. Every message that appears will be dictated by the person in charge, and then the person in charge will arrange whether to submit it or not.
These information are only from foreign media and are not confidential. Therefore, it is faster to process the information in this way.
"Relevant discussions in foreign media continue to heat up! The number of discussions on the topic has exceeded one billion!!"
"57 new national media reported related news!"
"The diplomatic spokespersons of the five countries held a press conference to confirm the authenticity of the public materials!"
"The first mass demonstration occurred in France, demanding international sanctions against the culprits!"
In the office, irritable voices sounded one after another, filling the whole room with water.
"Buzzing..."
A staff member picked up the hot paper that had just been spit out from the printer, stuffed it into the hands of Hua Bei, who was transferred to assist in the work, and then shouted in a low voice:
"Send it upstairs quickly!"
"Ah...yes!" Hua Bei hugged the pile of documents tightly in a daze, and then followed the crowd and squeezed out the door.
There were clerks trotting everywhere in the corridor. She trotted along in a panic and subconsciously, but her mind went blank. She had no idea what was going on. The only thing that echoed in her mind was the content of the news...
Cheng Lin... Cheng Lin...
The "culprit" who created the projection that caused the global disaster just now, the "culprit" turned out to be the Cheng Lin she was familiar with... He was not just a lucky person whose good luck was "inherited", no...according to that
The claim that there are a few copies of the material is a lie in itself!
In fact, even the so-called "Ascended One" was created by him, a lie that deceived the whole world!
And Xia Guo's special affairs department is his "accomplice" to protect him...
Each of these messages hit her nerves, making her instinctively want to shake her head violently, loudly deny, question, and even curse.
"It's not true...it's not true..."
She murmured in a voice that only she could detect. She felt the urge to tear up the document in her hand and tell everyone loudly.
However, her remaining sense told her over and over again that this was most likely the truth.
It's not because of the so-called "evidence".
She doesn't believe the "evidence", after all, "evidence" can be forged.
However, when this incident is combined with the "boss" suspected of being a spy who committed suicide in the office last night.
Combined with the memories of a whole night, combined with the current atmosphere of the entire Secret Service building that is about to rain...
Her reason told her that this was most likely true.
"But...how is this possible..." Hua Bei thought blankly, and then suddenly found that she had arrived outside the conference room and followed the others into the room.