Chapter 280 Wufu 117 Reply

"Because I don't know your name, I can only use you instead.

On behalf of the governments of Jiangxia, Zhelin and Cheng'an that you have requested to respond to, I will officially reply to your letter in an official name. "

The female anchor spoke at a gentle pace and not very loud, but in the old and dark underground space, it blew like the wind.

The people walking slowly in the subway station seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, and all raised their heads at that moment.

In the bright studio, the female anchor also raised her head. She had a solemn appearance, calmed her breath, and solemnly said, "We agree to some of your requests."

Some of the people in the station couldn't believe their ears, and those who responded faster had already begun to look at each other in dismay.

In fact, the people who are protected by the government every day have a hard time believing in their hearts that the government, the organization that guarantees them to live and work in peace, will one day make compromises and withdraw protection from sociopaths, exposing them to the other side. of sinister intentions.

Naturally, some people started to curse.

"Fuck you!"

"Too bad!"

However, just when the crowd was about to get excited, the voice of the female anchor sounded just right.

"But don't get me wrong, part of the meaning is that because you have the ability to kill innocent lives at will, we agree to play the voting game you arranged with you to decide some things by public opinion, but please forgive us that we cannot agree with your game The way to build, so, I, have a new proposal."

After the female anchor emphatically broke the word "I", the news screen changed.

It is a mountain and river that is brighter than the studio, with green mountains and turbid rivers, you can feel the long wind blowing through the mountains.

When the wind blows, the camera follows the trend and freezes on the entire majestic and majestic dark gray building complex.

Surrounded by green mountains and turbid water in front, it is the No. 1 prison in Minjiang.

Of course, many viewers can't name the prison at once, but they can still recognize where it is from the unique way the complex is constructed.

Depressed exclamations erupted from the dim subway station, like the sound of the turbid water of the Min River slapping against the stone bank.

Fang Aizi also raised her head. The little girl had already chosen a seat to sit cross-legged. At this moment, she had taken out a roll of lemon-flavored hard candy from her pocket and put two in her mouth.

A cinematic rhythm occurs in old-fashioned hanging color TVs, fading out and then in again.

The majestic sight becomes tiny, tiny light-yellow light sources from dimly lit spaces.

It was a dark and narrow room. The walls were made of square cement bricks.

There was a small chandelier in the room, under which sat four men.

A man is burly, a man is dark all over, a man has tattoos all over his head, and a man looks like a thin black cat.

The four men, dressed in prison uniforms, sat quietly under the chandelier, facing the camera lens with indifference on their faces.

The female anchor's voice-over sounded again, and she was still reading the letter: "These four are prisoners I randomly selected from Minjiang No. 1 Prison. Coincidentally, they happened to symbolize four very symbolic criminals. Yes: liars, robbers, thieves, and, murderers. I don't intend to explain to you in detail why these four are in jail, but if the game goes well, all their files will be published online for anyone to check at will. Here, my proposal is as follows: In order to avoid a vicious incident that causes more casualties, I propose that the votes of the three provinces should be concentrated on these four people. Four people died. The voting period is 24 hours. If after 24 hours, the result of the vote is that four people should die, I will immediately execute four people to replace the poisoning operation in any city; if the result is the opposite, you can follow your Continue your poisoning the way you want."

When the female anchor read this, the director cut the screen back to the studio. She paused and glanced coldly at the audience, giving everyone a short time to think.

But she was very careful, and as if she had practiced a thousand times, before people were about to speak again, her voice chanting letters suppressed the unspoken swear words.

"I think the reason why the minority replaces the majority plan is more reasonable are as follows: First, as mentioned earlier, it can reduce unnecessary and casualties. Second, your plan can easily make our government plan to sacrifice a certain city and guide votes to that city. , and once you approve my plan, I and the government I represent will not interfere in any citizen's choice. Second, quality is more important than quantity, and extreme situations are more exposed to problems and more conducive to people's awareness Deep content."

The female anchor said in a calm tone, reciting the reply letter in the ordinary tone of reading the manual: "Of course, in my opinion, the fairer approach should be to raise the stake, I wonder if you can consider raising the stake and change it to—if Four criminals have been voted and executed, and you will provide us with a full range of treatment plans for Brain Corning and related poisons." When she said this, she spoke to the camera again meaningfully, but her tone was as calm as the one who wrote the letter. , she read: "These proposals are only my humble opinion, and all matters should be decided by you. If you agree with some of my proposals, please launch a new voting system on your website at 12:00 GMT. The online and offline voting programs will be launched simultaneously in one minute. The voting will be carried out in the form of a real-name system, one person, one vote, and the voting results will be broadcast live to ensure the fairness of the results.

Please believe in our sincerity, hope for careful consideration, and hope for a reply

Sincerely, Regards

Lin Chen

September 3, 2016. "

Without giving all the audience any time to understand their mood, after the female anchor read the letter, she calmly reversed it and displayed it in front of hundreds of millions of viewers.

It was indeed a handwritten letter, with the words "Hongjing City Police Station, Jiangxia Province" written in red on the top of the letter.

The font is Junxiu, just like the person, and the director also happened to give the last live broadcast scene to the signed word "Lin Chen" and his personal seal.

If the letter is fiery fireworks, the reply is the mountain breeze.

The whole letter is well-organized, well-founded, and without any provocation, and even the text format is quite consistent with the recipient's choice, so it is more like a simple user guide.

However, only a small number of people who knew Lin Chen's whereabouts knew that this letter was by no means an instant reply. Long before Lin Chen stepped into the Hongjing Detention Center, this personal letter was expeditedly sent from Hongjing, and arrived at Yongchuan TV station before the incident in the clothing market in Meicun City.

That is to say, as early as a few hours ago, Lin Chen responded to a letter that he would never have seen a few hours later.

Therefore, when National Yongcheon TV ended the broadcast of BREAKING NEWS, the first reaction of most viewers was to start the countdown.

But the civil servants in the Hongjing Municipal Bureau were different. Xing Conglian stood in the glass room, and everyone outside looked at him in disbelief, as if they were going to burn a hole in his old face.

This made Xing Conglian want to stay in the glass room, but Shen Heming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go out together."

As soon as the glass door was pushed open, various voices of inquiries squeezed in through the cracks of the door.

"Old punishment... Lin Chen is here..." The public opinion expert tentatively said.

"Still in jail."

"Then... the reply was written by someone else?"

"He wrote it by himself."

Xing Conglian said indifferently, but before he finished speaking, the whole hall burst out with incredible exclamations again.

"Consultant Lin... already knew?"

"It's too much."

"But... four prisoners... that's too bold!"

"Minister Shen?"

The police officers whispered and talked a lot.

This should have made Xing Conglian proud, but he frowned involuntarily as he looked at the police officers who were obviously relieved.

This is the change brought about by Lin Chen's letter. The state where everyone has to face a dilemma is temporarily relieved, and everyone's burdens are relieved, because someone took the responsibility for them.

However, he knew very well that this was just the beginning, a brief silence before the storm. When everyone wakes up, they will understand what a problem this is.

He thought of this, and the always cold strategy expert suddenly said: "How does he know that the other party will definitely agree?"

Xing Conglian's line of sight penetrated the human wall and landed on the opponent's face. Smart people always wake up earlier.

The other party paused and added, "He also revealed our alternative plan. Although it is beneficial for the other party to adopt his plan, it is essentially limited to us being passive, which is very wrong."

Xing Conglian looked into those indifferent and confident eyes and said nothing.

...

If the discussions in the police station still take Xing Conglian's face and Lin Chen's accurate predictions into account, then on the crowded subway platform, no one would care so much.

It has always been terrorists taking hostages to threaten the government, but now the situation seems to be that the government takes hostages and threatens terrorists. This kind of drama with a bizarre twist has unexpectedly swept away the dull atmosphere, like an old ventilation system. It worked again, people lifted their backpacks and resumed their actions and speeches.

"That Lin Chen is from the police?"

"It seems so."

"Are you sick?"

"I do not know……"

"What is the level of the police now, is that reply a joke?"

"Eh?"

"What the bad guy wants is to let all the cities in our three provinces fight each other, and focus on the four criminals, isn't it just avoiding the important ones and the bad guys can agree?"

"yes."

The people discussing passed by the short-haired girl who was sitting cross-legged, and didn't even look at her.

This time the girl didn't refute anything, just chewed the hard candy in her mouth.

The same discussion was taking place in the subway cars that had already driven far from the platform.

The ponytail girl in the Fengjing school uniform gritted her teeth, as if she had not recovered from the humiliation she suffered just now. She had to say something to ease the resentment in her heart.

"Hehe, the government think tank can only come up with such a bad idea. They really think that the murderer can agree to a different plan? I really never thought that they would be so stupid." She said coldly, "Not to mention this is the field of ethics. The war, or even the war of the people's hearts, if this is really done, the law will be gone, the people who don't deserve to be killed will be executed, and anyone can sacrifice, it's disgusting to die for me."

The girl who had always been submissive beside her also said a word: "But I think... it's pretty good. There are only four criminals... There were also murderers. To put it poorly, if you die, you will die."

The ponytail girl raised half of her eyebrows and said easily: "If you think about it the other way around, even you think that four criminals will die if they die, let alone other people. The bad guys can't think of such a simple thing? Then how could he? Might agree!"

"Yeah, I don't think it's going to work either."

"Anyway, it's really stupid, why don't you go with that plan to induce voting? It's a pig teammate who wasted the opportunity!"

However, she did not realize that within the time of a letter, the subway train had regained its former atmosphere.

People talk, chat, read novels, point at their phone screens and whisper, and no longer have to worry about forcing them to face difficult choices in their hearts.

...

The TV was still on, but Shen Lian was watching Lin Chen.

From Lin Chenning's eyes, she saw his hand holding the water glass and writing the letter.

Because she's a madman, only she could understand the madness in that plain letter, and it even made her back shiver.

"You even cheated on your teammates, Lin Chen, I really underestimate you. Now those fools must be relieved by your deception?"

Lin Chen took a sip of tea and shook his head helplessly.

"So, do you really want to play like this?" She tapped the table hard and asked Lin Chen for the first time.

"Yes."

"Are you really going to kill those four prisoners?"

"Of course, prisons are already equipped with lethal injections."

"Why, why you can come up with something so simple and interesting, it's so funny."

Shen Lian sighed, and the chain on her wrist made a clanging sound due to her movement.

But what she didn't expect was that Lin Chen answered her question seriously.

"Because I've thought about too many ways to solve the problem." Lin Chen said, "It doesn't matter whether the control of public opinion is to induce voting, there are many ways to simply make people unite, and the ability of the state power agency should be stronger than I imagined. "

"Then why don't you use those methods, just fool this matter."

"Because no matter how I think about it, I feel that this is not right." Lin Chen's hand gently stroked the mouth of the cup, "Choices should not come from inducement, but from the heart is the most sincere, and since the fundamental difference between me and him lies in our understanding of human nature. I have a very different view, so I shouldn't lose my courage."

"Find courage from small probability events, you are so innocent and cute."

"You mentioned probability, that's right." Lin Chen spoke slowly but earnestly: "After all, psychology is a science. In a sense, the game he designed is a psychological test, since it is a test. Design, I am more professional than him in this regard."

Although Lin Chen was saying "some", Shen Lian knew very well that he meant a lot.

She sneered mockingly, and patiently listened to Lin Chen continue.

"The problem with his design of the test was the incomprehensibility of the results. It was incomprehensible for us, so why not for him? So I changed the structure of the test to make it more capable of detecting the group psychological traits that the test was trying to detect, side by side. Except for the important amount of interference from government power. I thought I was doing pretty well, didn't I?"

Shen Lian looked at Lin Chen's confident and frank appearance, and smiled: "It's really good."

Lin Chen received the compliment, his face that had been slightly lowered suddenly lifted, his eyes were clear, as if he could look directly at people's hearts.

"Then do you think he will agree to my change?"

At that moment, Shen Lian seemed to have the illusion of being penetrated by that gaze, and she finally realized that Lin Chen had been looking at her, but it was not her who had been looking at her.

She is a chess piece, a chessboard, a springboard, a bond... She is the medium through which Lin Chen and that person fight each other.

He was looking at him through her, as long as she was here, Lin Chen would never leave this square-inch cabin.

Thinking that she was fortunate enough to witness such a great battle in person, Shen Lian trembled with excitement.

"Why not, thank you for coming up with such an ugly game, that's what he wants!"