Chapter 275
byChapter 275 Wu Fu 112 Explosion
Probably right after the old man said that.
An electric three-wheeled vehicle drove in the direction of Hongjing Municipal Bureau against the flow of people.
Although the afternoon is about to end, the sun is still shining outside the building, and the number of police officers coming and going at the city bureau's entrance has not decreased.
"Old Zhang, come and check the package!"
The courier brother of Shun Shui Express stopped the tricycle and knocked on the window of the guard of the Hongjing City Police Station. He roared.
"Take it easy." Master Zhang, the guard, turned over a newspaper and said slowly.
The little brother immediately fell silent, looked nervously into the city bureau compound, and began to move the couriers out of his car one by one: "This case is big enough, do you have any inside information, Uncle Zhang? ?"
Mr. Zhang has served as the city bureau's doorman for ten years, and has a wealth of anti-reconnaissance capabilities, so he will not reveal the inside story because of a small courier's inquiries.
He pushed aside his rattan chair, walked out of the guard room with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked, "That's not it, there are major cases every day."
He crouched down, like a king inspecting soldiers, checking each courier for suspicious names and numbers.
If he finds a problem, he has the right to call someone out, or just throw the mail through the X-ray machine.
Especially at a critical moment like now, his inspection is more careful.
The courier brother in Shun Shui finally finished moving all the couriers, and the sky was still hot.
Xiaoge hummed a tune and wiped his sweat, then went back to the black-painted electric tricycle again, and took a few letters from the postal bag hanging on the faucet of the electric car, and fanned them like a fan. , swayingly handed over to Lao Zhang.
There are thick calluses on the janitor's hands. If the sloppy little brother observes carefully enough, he will find that the cause of those calluses is entirely caused by firearms and not some kind of repairman, but ordinary people do not have such a keen degree.
The moment the letter was in his hands, the cheerful old guard at the police station changed his eyes.
Among the four printed letters belonging to the social security center for debt collection and credit card repayment, there was another letter mixed in, and there was an obvious difference from those letters printed on the same machine.
The janitor took out a sweat-wiping handkerchief from his front pocket, put it between his fingers, and slowly pulled out the letter.
The envelope is made of kraft paper, and the back is sealed with a blood-red flame lacquer.
On the front, it is written in a handsome swash - a few words from Hongjing Municipal Bureau Xing Cong.
Under the sun, some of the fonts are reflective and very blurry.
...
Xing Conglian didn't get the letter immediately, the reason was not that he was in a meeting with the senior management, but because the situation had not yet reached his control.
What arrived before the letter was the first wave of public opinion frenzy.
The network department area in the lobby exploded in a very disgraceful manner.
The first to jump is Dynasty.
Although he still wears a peaked cap very naively indoors, in his professional field, the young man reveals complete control that does not match his age.
He chewed lemon-flavored gum, checked several monitors around him, his eyes swept across the surging data flow, and he didn't even need to enter any more commands to have a preliminary judgment on the development of the situation.
The young man frowned, but he couldn't see any tension and anxiety in his pupils.
He patted the shoulder of the person beside him, motioned for him to take his place temporarily, and then he rushed directly to the small glass room at the end of the hall.
"Boss, there is movement on the Internet!"
No matter how many provincial and ministerial-level officials were sitting in the glass room, Wang Chaocai didn't even knock on the door. After pushing it open, he reported directly to Xing Conglian.
Xing Conglian paused for a moment and gave Minister Shen a chance to ask "what's wrong".
Dynasty pursed his lips.
Xing Conglian nodded to him.
After receiving the instructions, he rushed directly to the computer in the corner of the glass room and opened the notebook connected to the main screen.
Next to the glass plate, another display screen embedded in the wall suddenly lit up, and the icy blue light made people feel uncomfortable for a while.
But the young man didn't notice the others in the room, he was completely immersed in his cold and precise world of calculation.
He mobilized the data from the main control room, and several bar graphs appeared on the screen. It was a public opinion monitoring software belonging to a government department. It looked rustic, but it was easy to operate.
Dynasty selected the "harmful words" part, and in the next second, all the bar charts became colorful, but they kept climbing like the body of a poisonous snake.
"30 seconds ago, the combination of online keywords 'betting' and 'poisoning' exploded exponentially." Chao explained, and quickly dragged the mouse to the next screen.
In an instant, a nebula like the Big Bang appeared, and countless white dots appeared on the dark blue set.
Dynasty clicked on the source material in the middle of the nebula.
It was a Weibo. The sender's IP was located in a shopping mall in a certain city. There was a huge flow of people. It was difficult to determine who actually sent this Weibo in a short period of time.
There were only three pictures posted on Weibo without any text. It was obvious that the sender was well versed in network surveillance.
The first image is the result of a dark web poll hidden by the police. It's a full screen shot, so the time is displayed in the bottom right corner of the desktop.
The second picture is the scene of the turbulence in the clothing market in Meicun City. The angle of the photo is strange. In the lower left corner, someone raised their wrist to reveal the stainless steel surface. The focus of the whole photo is on the surface time, while the clothing market is frantically pouring out in the background. The flow of people is completely virtualized.
There is no time for the third photo, it is a cold and stylized notice, a safety inspection notice issued by the superior department to various subway entrances in Meicun City.
Obviously, these three pictures are put together to imply a piece of information: before the riots in the clothing market in Meicun City, the high-level government had already learned the news that Meicun was about to be attacked. They made a lot of plans and even successfully avoided it. The problem of the train station was concealed from the public, so that a tragedy occurred in the clothing market.
It must be said that the sender of Weibo is a master of public opinion hype.
He directly targeted the government department for the tragedy, implying that the government was suspected of concealing information from the public. After all, there is no hype that can arouse public interest more than scolding the government.
After finishing all this, the young man raised his head with sharp eyes and asked only three words: "What should I do?"
"Do you still need to ask? Of course there is control under guidance!"
"How to control it?" He asked, as if he was going to confront the public opinion experts of the higher department, he casually called out a few typical remarks.
- Damn it, this is so perverted.
-Isn't this a terrorist attack? Damn, maintain stability all day long, and don't even dare to fart when something goes wrong.
—Crazy, these people!
- What is the URL? I have to throw Hongjing to death. I would have seen Hongjing's gang of idiots not pleasing to the eye.
Just when Dynasty adjusted the data, the volume of the nebula on the screen swelled a lot.
Public opinion experts clapped the table: "Explain to the public that the government knew in advance that the attack was going to happen, and had prepared a plan. In order to prevent panic in the whole society and the need for case detection, the overall incident was not notified to the public. The relevant situation is still in progress. During the investigation, please believe that the police have the ability to solve the case, except for official news, don't listen to rumors... and..." He pondered for a moment, "We have to block this source account and track down the specific people involved, this kind of thing Do you still need me to teach you?"
The dynasty did not obey the order, and the attitude of the young man was obvious. In the entire small glass room, he only listened to the words of one person.
Xing Conglian looked directly at Minister Shen, and since the Dynasty came in, the old man's face over sixty years old was already very ugly.
"I know what you're thinking, but making rash judgments without solid evidence will intimidate the public and threaten social stability. What if you fall into the hands of criminals?" The old man paused and said, "Liu's plan , is the safest, you give me focus on solving the case..."
Xing Cong Lian wanted to speak, but at that moment, Zhang Xiaolong became the second person to interrupt the meeting.
The policewoman held the evidence bag in her hand, and was no longer as shy and timid as before: "The penalty squad, the guard received a letter addressed to you." She lifted the envelope and said, "It has been checked, and there is no powder in it. object."
Xing Conglian nodded calmly and took the evidence bag.
At the same time, on the embedded screen behind him, Dynasty clicked on the last piece of information.
——Master Po gives a way to vote online, let's vote Yongchuan to death together!
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At the same time Xing Conglian received the letter, the same letter was also sent to Fengchun TV.
The only difference is that mail is not delivered by the old-fashioned means.
The letters were sent by mass mail and appeared in the mailboxes of every employee in the news editorial department of Fengchun TV.
Some people regarded it as spam and did not open it, but there were still people who were driven by the title to click open the entire email that was made into an animation like a letter.
Like the magic being dispelled in an instant, the varnish fell, the animated mail stood up in a flash, and then disassembled by itself.
The black flower font pen words fell in each pair of dark pupils.
For the first two minutes when many people were eager to open the letter, no one spoke.
But the dazed and puzzled emotions after the first reading were quickly swallowed up by a frosty horror atmosphere.
The chaotic sound of pushing away desks and chairs echoed in the collective office. People with quick eyes and quick hands have taken screenshots and saved their emails, and some even raised their mobile phones to start taking pictures.
The editor-in-chief rushed out of the independent office and yelled at the whole office: "What are you doing, take a screenshot and upload it to social media, I'm afraid the police won't knock on the door, right?"
But the next moment, the flash and shutter clicked, like the best mockery.
The editor-in-chief turned pale.
Seeing this, the editor who couldn't hold back the photo had the courage to raise his hand and said, "Boss, this is a big news. We will report it even if we don't report it to Friends, and it's not the police who give us bonuses..."
The editor-in-chief was choked and his face was gloomy, but he looked like he couldn't find anything to refute for a while.
At this moment, the reporter who kept refreshing Weibo in the corner shouted, "BAS TV station has released Breaking NEWS!"
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