At ten o'clock at night, the headquarters was still very lively. The studios of many channels were busy, and the evening talk show of the International News Channel was being broadcast live around the world.
The beautiful female host invited several guests, including experts from the police, politics and architectural design, to sit together and discuss the most hot topic at the moment, the New York Times bombing.
The female host was chatting with a construction expert and asked how to prevent such vicious damage. The expert frowned for a long time and then said: "Judging from the current police investigation, it is difficult to explain how the criminals found the right time to blast."
"Is this difficult? Just throw a small piece of dynamite with a timer into all the toilets." The female host asked the idiot question with her charming smile.
The construction expert shook his head repeatedly, "This is really difficult. It is not a case that can be completed by one person. It requires very close cooperation. Simply throwing explosives into the toilet cannot accurately blast all the sewage pipes in the entire building.
To me, it's almost like someone cast a spell to make hundreds of explosive devices stop in the right place after entering the pipe. But this is incredible."
"It sounds like this is a high-intelligence crime." The female host asked the senior police detective, "If this is not an individual act, then what kind of organization can have such precise blasting capabilities?"
The senior police detective was more practical, "No matter how difficult it is, since the case has happened, it shows that someone can do it. But it is indeed not a crime that ordinary people can complete, and our investigation is also moving in relevant directions.
Generally speaking, people who do this kind of work will have a criminal record, and they will not do it for no purpose just to disgust people. The next step for criminals to show their abilities is to make demands to the New York police or the federal government."
When it came to making demands, the official sitting next to him immediately shouted: "The federal government will not agree to any demands of criminals, and illegal activities will be severely punished.
Because this is not an ordinary criminal case, and the New York Times is not an ordinary media. This is a smear on the image of the United States. We will never compromise with criminals and must bring them to justice."
Among the three guests, the federal official’s words were the most vague but the easiest to understand. The female host completely ignored the senior police detective’s frown, expressed her approval on the spot, and asked: “What do the three of them think of the provocative letter produced by the New York police?
?”
The official rushed to say: "The source of this letter is not yet certain, so there is no need to be too nervous. It may have been sent by some unlucky guy who just got divorced who lives in a shabby apartment, just to show his presence.
I really pity this kind of anonymous letter, which is cowardly and incompetent and does no real harm. I believe that the police will catch the poor guy soon, and it is not a problem at all."
Encouraging words are more comforting than those of experts and police detectives. The female host once again showed an approving smile. This is the rhythm of 'big things are reduced to small things, small things are reduced to small things'.
But just as the female host wanted to continue chatting about some happy topics, the tabletop in the studio suddenly vibrated.
All four people in front of the camera were stunned for a few seconds, looking at each other in confusion.
The construction expert first said quietly: "This vibration is abnormal. The Omni Building is a large building weighing tens of thousands of tons. If you want its floor to vibrate..."
But the shaking did not stop after it came, but became more intensive and intense.
The female host still remembered that she was live broadcasting around the world. She quickly interrupted the expert and smiled sweetly at the camera: "Maybe the room downstairs in the studio is under construction and decoration. This happens often. Don't worry, let's continue.
A topic..."
Bang...an even stronger vibration occurred in the studio, and the table around the four people was shaking.
This couldn't even be concealed. The female host could only ask the director on the sidelines for help, hoping to insert some advertisements so that the program could continue.
But through a layer of glass, the director was obviously even more confused. For some unknown reason, the screen couldn't switch between live and alive. Audiences all over the world were watching the four people in front of the camera in a daze.
But at this moment, a wonderful drama takes place.
Sitting still, the federal official sniffed and said inexplicably: "What's going on? I smell a stink." After saying that, he poked his head to the left and right, trying to find the source of the stink.
As soon as he poked his head, the official screamed, holding the seat with both hands, raising his feet, and shouted loudly: "Oh, shit! Did your toilet explode? There was an unknown yellow liquid with a foul smell flowing on the ground. Who knows?
Can you tell me what it is?"
In fact, everyone smelled the stench, but they just couldn't speak out. It was better that the official didn't say this. After he said it, the four people in front of the camera raised their feet.
The female host originally wanted to comfort the three guests, but when the stench entered her nose and the ingredients of the unknown liquid were identified, she screamed and stepped onto her seat with a pale face.
Now the problem has become so big that we can no longer worry about global live broadcasts.
On the other hand, viewers around the world felt that tonight's talk show had reached its most exciting moment. Watching the usually serious female host step on her seat and jump on the table was much more interesting than listening to her nonsense.
The yellow stinking liquid was poured in from outside the studio, which meant that the studio was flooded in a short time. The three guests could only stand on their seats and loudly asked what was going on?
But no one in the studio could answer, not even the cameraman could save himself. As the yellow smelly water spread, he couldn't even find a place to stay.
At this moment, not only the floor was shaking, but the ceiling was also shaking. You could clearly hear something exploding one after another, causing destruction.
"Oops." The construction expert's expression became extremely grim, "Is there a sewage pipe above our heads?"
What?
This is no joke.
All four people looked up. The federal officer became even more restless, pointing at the police detective beside him and asking: "Didn't you promise that nothing will happen? How do you explain the current situation? The bomber is here, and he ran over.
Already."
The detective was so angry that he wanted to break the federal officer's neck. This guy spoke so freely that he completely turned an accident into a scandal. Now he could only say nothing.
The official then asked the female host, "Where are your security personnel? What are they doing? Why haven't they shown up yet? It's too dangerous here. We need to leave."
The female host was also dumbfounded. She just stared blankly at the studio camera facing her, thinking: "It's over, this is a global live broadcast. If such a broadcast accident occurs, all the hard work will be in vain."
No one can care about any studio accidents now. Everyone just wants to escape from the place of trouble and wrong as quickly as possible. But the studio has been filled with yellow and smelly liquid, and there is no way to escape.
The architectural expert has been paying attention to the ceiling above his head. He even stepped on the studio table and pushed open the suspended ceiling.
The internal pipelines of large buildings are very complicated. In order to facilitate maintenance, pipelines with different functions will be hung from the top of the ceiling. The construction expert only glanced at the suspended ceiling and said sadly: "It's over."
"We have sewage pipes above our heads?"
"On top of the studio are ventilation ducts and fire extinguishing ducts, but it's worse than that."
"How bad is it?"
"I smelled smoke and was worried that the sewage pipe would be..."
No need to worry, the fire sprinkler on the top of the studio suddenly opened and sprayed wildly outward!