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Chapter 38 Reporters
The Yiren Forum is the largest gathering place of the Yiren network in China. It is an important channel for obtaining information in the eyes of most Yiren, and "news" from all over the world can be seen here, no matter if it is broadcast outside. Don't let it broadcast... As long as the Secret Service headquarters does not issue a secrecy order, any case may appear on the front page.
The Secret Service's attitude towards it is very simple. It can have absolute freedom of speech, but what should not be broadcast and should not be reported is not allowed to appear in the forum.
The Inhuman Forum was established in 2009. In the same year, the Secret Service began to connect with it for case data. In a sense, the Secret Service was very supportive of their reporting on those cases, but it all started to sour in 2011.
I don't know who started it. The ass of the Alien Forum is tilted to the so-called neutral position. On the premise of not touching the bottom line of the Secret Service, the news content they report is getting more and more outrageous, and they often say that the Secret Service is inactive, etc., It is completely handled by the secret bureau as a capitalist, which makes many members of the secret bureau doubt, is it possible that the newsgroup of the alien forum has been replaced?
Where did they get the public knowledge from? ?
Or is the internal management of the forum hacked by Lao Meizi's spies? ? Can you get 18 million by sending a news to the Black Secret Service? ?
This increasing suspicion led the Secret Service to forcibly investigate all the members of the forum's management, but found nothing. It was also because of that action that the Inhuman Forum's attitude towards the Secret Service became more and more subtle, almost Take the chance and kill them.
It is entirely possible to say that.
Of the ten members of the Secret Service, nine wanted to bury the management of the Inhuman Forum alive, and the remaining one was preparing gasoline for the headquarters building of the Inhuman Forum.
"Director Huo, we..."
"You can interview! No problem!" Fatty Huo interrupted Sun Zhihai's words, his eyes narrowed with laughter, and he looked like a Maitreya Buddha, "We are busy now, and we still have a lot of things to deal with. , I'll talk to you in detail in a moment."
Hearing this, Sun Zhihai seemed a little reluctant, but seeing that Fatty Huo had turned and left...
"Brother Sun, what should I do now?" A reporter with a DSLR asked next to him. From time to time, he would glance at Lingxi Mountain, his face full of longing for gossip, "Why don't we go up and have a look?"
"What should I do if something goes wrong?" Someone was not at ease, and cautiously said, "This case is probably not an ordinary case. No one will protect us. It is very risky to go up the mountain."
At this moment, Sun Zhihai smiled and pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"It's okay, if we encounter danger, we can just run down in time. You all bring the armor and horses sent by the group, right?"
Hearing Sun Zhihai's question, everyone nodded and said that they were carrying it all.
"Just take it with you." Sun Zhihai smiled, "When we encounter danger, we put on armor and horses and run down the mountain. There are people from the secret bureau here to support us, there is nothing to be afraid of, so many strangers in China are still waiting for us. As for the follow-up report, don't drop the chain for me at this juncture."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhihai clapped his hands.
"Come on, go up the mountain!"
Lingxi Mountain has been completely blocked by the staff of the Secret Service Bureau. Whether it is a road by car or a remote trail in the mountain, almost all people from the Secret Bureau are guarding it, so Sun Zhihai and the others did not go up the mountain smoothly. Some people called back to complain to Fatty Huo, saying that someone was going to climb the mountain.
"Let them go up." That's what Fatty Huo said on the phone. Every word was so kind and peaceful. The staff who were thousands of meters away from him could hear it on the phone. He smiled, "After they go up, the people from your investigation department will step back, and don't care if they hear any sound."
"Director, we haven't figured out what's going on on the mountain yet. Is it a little bit to let them go up the mountain now..." His subordinates spoke cautiously, as if there was some kind of concern, "Will it be too risky?"
"No." Fatty Huo comforted, "These dog reporters can't do anything else, they have the ability to run. They run faster than rabbits when they encounter danger. Don't worry about them, let them go up."
As soon as the voice fell, Fatty Huo hung up the phone, and the smile on his face became brighter.
"Director, is your decision a little reckless?" Song Jueming frowned, not looking as relaxed as Fatty Huo, his expression was a little nervous, "If those grandsons die, our branch will have a lot of money. trouble."
"Who's to blame for your own death?" Fatty Huo lit a cigarette.
Hearing this, Tu Sen, who was sitting not far away, nodded, expressing his agreement with Fatty Huo's point of view, and he once again stated that he could buy a batch of thin-skin coffins for these people.
"Have you forgotten the news that came out of Fengtian last year?" Song Jueming's face was gloomy, and he said he had a headache for Fatty Huo and Tu Sen's optimism, "At that time, people from the forum news group went to interview, ignoring the staff. Blocked, forcibly entered the scene of the crime to take pictures, but was caught by an abnormal life that was not dead, and seventeen people were dismembered... Finally, what did you say you forgot?"
When Song Jueming mentioned this, Fatty Huo's expression stiffened.
"Damn it, how did I forget about this!"
"As soon as the last news was released, they all said that our Secret Service Bureau did nothing to protect the safety of the reporters during the interview process, and let them in without completely disposing of the abnormal life." Song Jueming sighed, "Then I was in Fengtian at that time, and my superiors asked me to go to the scene to see the situation, but as soon as I went there, I saw them arguing, and I was so annoyed."
Fatty Huo didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of his previous subordinate.
"Hello?? Xiao Zhang?? Are those dog reporters up the mountain??"
"Don't worry, Director, I have arranged to withdraw all the card points along the way to ensure that they will go up the mountain smoothly. As for whether they will come down comfortably, this is uncertain..." The subordinate was there. Said flatteringly.
I have to say that Fatty Huo's subordinates are all capable people, such as this subordinate.
Before, he was a little worried about the safety of those reporters, but at this time, he gradually understood it, and he fully thought about it. Fatty Huo was laughing and hiding a knife. It was obvious that he didn't want those reporters to go down the mountain. How to do it, how can those of us who are subordinates not cooperate!
After letting those reporters go into the mountain, in less than half a minute, he removed all the checkpoints along the way into the mountain in the name of Fatty Huo. This kind of efficiency made Fatty Huo cry.
"I...why are you talking so fast!" Fatty Huo almost scolded him on the phone, and said in a hurry, "Now take someone up the mountain immediately to chase those reporters back to me, Tie it up and tie it back!"
Fatty Huo is not afraid of trouble, but he is also afraid of trouble just like Chen Xian.
If these reporters are really dead, there will be a report on the forum that is the same as last year...
Isn't this the end of the calf!
"Ah? Go and chase them back?" His subordinates were a little stunned. He didn't expect Fatty Huo to give an order that was completely opposite to the previous one, "Really go after them?"
"Bullshit! Go!!"
After hanging up the phone, Fatty Huo sat back again, his two legs that were comparable to pig's trotters kept shaking, and the fat face full of sensuality also had the words "I regret it" written all over it.
"Is it finished?" Song Jueming asked timidly.
Fatty Huo glared at him fiercely, but said nothing.
"It should be fine." Zhao Song comforted, "It's Chen Xian who came forward to handle the case this time. You must have confidence in him. With his character, you might have solved those crises."
Hearing this, Fatty Huo's expression relaxed a bit, Song Jueming was not as nervous as before, and he seemed to remember Chen Xian's style in the Chengnan case.
When he was a high-ranking member, he even handled special-level unusual cases, such as a small scene like now... He must be able to handle it!
"Come on, have a cigarette."
"Stop smoking, I have to go to the logistics car to see, there is something else..."
at the same time.
When Fatty Huo and the others gradually began to relax, Chen Xian and the others, who were in the fog on the top of the mountain, were walking down the mountain with the "black pot" humming.
"Why is it so heavy...Xiao Lu, you have to work harder!" Chen Xian muttered as he walked, and the sound of black worms hitting the barrier kept ringing in his ears, the more he listened, the more upset he became, "Let's go faster, It should be almost halfway up the mountain."
"Boss, I'm working hard!" Lu Yisheng held the top of the black pot with both hands, his face was flushed red, but he still clenched his teeth and followed Chen Xian's pace slowly.
"Then work harder, don't be lazy." Chen Xian glanced at Xu Yanan.
Xu Yanan, like Lu Yisheng, was holding the cauldron, and it was extremely difficult to walk. Hearing Chen Xian's words, he couldn't help but give him a blank look, and he didn't even bother to say anything.
At this time, the sound of black worms hitting the barrier fortress became more and more intense, and it seemed that a general attack had begun.
Hearing this intensive crash, Lu Yisheng couldn't help sighing.
"When will this come to an end..."