The conference room of the forum news group has never been so solemn.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the dead man on the ground, because no one here can imagine... someone dares to shoot and kill here!

Di Xiao sat in the place where Zhang Zhilin was before, and waved his hand without looking back. The men who were standing by the door closed the door of the conference room, leaving the managers of these newsgroups and Di Xiao in the same room. inside.

"You...who are you..." Zhao Kang asked nervously, as if he had guessed the answer, his eyes became frightened when he looked at Di Xiao, "Are you keeping the secret bureau? people..."

"Yes." Di Xiao nodded.

At this moment, a seemingly shrewd manager next to him suddenly spoke up, almost explaining to Di Xiao in a tone of pleading for mercy.

"We were negligent this time... we didn't expect..."

"boom!!"

Di Xiao fired the gun without raising his head, and then placed the gun on the conference table amid the rapid breathing of everyone.

For him, killing is as simple as drinking water and eating, and ending a life is not a serious matter, so after firing two shots in a row, the expression on his face is still as calm as ever, and his face is exposed from beginning to end. That stiff smile and gloomy eyes were like poisonous snakes, constantly glancing at these administrators.

"I don't need your explanation, and I don't want to hear your explanation, because it's a waste of time..." Di Xiao took out his phone and glanced at it, his tone was a little helpless, "I have something to do in a while, I hope You can understand me and try to cooperate with my work as much as possible, this is not too much, right?"

"No...it's not too much..." Zhao Kang trembled like chaff, with cold sweat on his forehead, "Who are you from the Secret Service? Our boss and the minister of your Secret Service know each other. , if there is a misunderstanding..."

Di Xiao froze for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at his face.

"Your boss knows me?"

"You...you are..."

"My surname is Di, my name is Di Xiao." Di Xiao smiled, "I haven't met your boss, but I heard from the director that your boss has agreed... Let me teach you how to be a newsgroup. ."

Having said that, Di Xiao looked away and looked at the 100-inch giant-screen TV on the wall.

There is a news live broadcast hosted by Sun Zhihai on it. Since the user barrage is not opened here, the live broadcast screen can be seen clearly.

"...But human nature is like this... No one can change it from ancient times to the present..." Di Xiao said without looking back at the TV, "You are in the alien circle. The biggest media....there are a lot of people who want to see you reporting the truth....but you just don't do it...however we let you go... You shouldn't be so happy eating human blood steamed buns..."

Di Xiao is the old man in the secret bureau.

After decades of ups and downs, he has seen too many things, and he has also seen many unrealistic reports on forum newsgroups.

It seems that their hearts are made of iron.

Reporting cases never pays attention to how many people have been sacrificed by the Secret Service, nor does they see all the efforts of the Secret Service staff to protect the public. They only see the content that the public likes, and then transcribe it to ensure that every sentence in the news is guaranteed. The words resonated, as if the Secret Service was their worst enemy.

The Secret Service does all kinds of evil, the Secret Service oppresses strangers, and the Secret Service is a more cruel capitalist than the capitalists... The reason why there are more and more foreigners resenting the Secret Service in China, these news people can play a role in it. played a small role.

Of course, there is another very important reason why the Inhumans hate the Secret Service.

rule.

Confucianism violates the law with writing, and chivalry violates prohibition with martial arts.

When you find that you are different from ordinary people and can do many things that ordinary people cannot do, you will inevitably feel that you are superior to others. In chaos, compared to ordinary people, aliens will also receive more attention from relevant departments...

Once they do something out of the ordinary, they can be fined or detained, or jailed and shot.

It is no exaggeration to say that the aliens already hated them, just like a fined driver who stopped illegally hated the traffic police.

Di Xiao was a taciturn person. He had seen through all this many years ago, and he had a hunch that this day would come sooner or later. It was the same at home and abroad as well. No country could be immune to this kind of conflict.

"Rules." Di Xiao slowly lit a cigarette and looked at the picture on the TV screen, as if talking to himself, "Rules are the only way to keep people rational, aliens are not beasts, but they are better than beasts. It’s far more terrifying, if there are no rules and constraints, they will have no humanity, what is the difference between those abnormal beings.”

Listening to Di Xiao's words, the management of the newsgroup present was silent.

"If the aliens in this world don't follow the rules, then the world will become very bad..." Di Xiao muttered to himself, his eyes kept on the quarrel on TV, "I used to do I had a dream, dreaming that the aliens in this world were free from the shackles of the rules, there were dead people, ruins, gunpowder in the dream..."

As soon as the voice fell, Di Xiao suddenly lost his voice.

"Why did I tell you so much..." Di Xiao shook his head mockingly. He only felt that he was getting older, and he couldn't help but talk more. Is the mission back?

"Minister Di... We will definitely handle this matter... We will definitely give an answer to the Secret Service..." Zhao Kang said with trembling, "We will accept everything. ...you don't..."

Before Zhao Kang could finish speaking, Di Xiao suddenly took out a piece of paper with a pattern from his pocket.

He put the piece of paper on the conference table and tapped it lightly with his finger.

"Do you know this?"

Hearing Di Xiao's words, everyone got up in a hurry to look at it.

This piece of paper is a very ordinary A4 printing paper, and the pattern on it is also simple black and white. The palms of seven humans are stacked on top of each other, which seems to describe a certain spirit of extreme unity.

"I haven't seen it..." Zhao Kang replied cautiously, speaking in a very low voice, as if he was afraid of offending Di Xiao because he didn't know the origin of the pattern, so he hurriedly added, "If you want to If you know something, I can help you find it!"

Di Xiao didn't answer, glanced at everyone's face and asked.

"Have you never met?"

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads and said they had never seen it before.

During this process, Di Xiao kept observing the facial expressions of these people, and seemed to want to find out the flaws of lying on their faces, but it turned out that they didn't seem to be lying, and they really didn't know.

"I don't understand you guys." Di Xiao shook his head, folded the paper on the table and put it back, "Since you have nothing to do with them, why are you forcing us so tightly? It's interesting to fight against our Secret Service Bureau?"

Although Zhao Kang and others didn't understand what Di Xiao said before, they still understood the last sentence.

"No! Absolutely not! We have always followed the policy of the Secret Service..."

"Don't explain it to me."

When Di Xiao said this, he also picked up the pistol on the table. Seeing his action, the senior management of the newsgroup present were so nervous that some people even got their pants wet.

But to their surprise, Di Xiao did not continue to shoot to kill, but put the gun back in the holster, patted Zhao Kang on the shoulder, and walked out of the silent conference room.

When Di Xiao closed the door of the conference room, all the senior members of the news team slumped on their chairs as if they had been reborn. Even the team leader Zhao Kang was no exception. It's an expression of the afterlife.

"I thought I was going to die... That Di Xiao really said that killing people would kill people..."

"What should the team leader do now? Let's turn off the host or..."

"Definitely shut down the host! Do you still need to ask?! Do you still want Di Xiao to find him?!"

Hearing these clamorous voices, Zhao Kang kept shaking, as if he hadn't recovered from the previous fright.

Really...really okay? ?

Did the Secret Service let us go? ? ?

"Leader, are you alright..."

"I'm fine... I'm fine..." Zhao Kang swallowed his saliva, his expression became extremely anxious, "You guys don't stay here! Hurry up and contact the engineering team to have them shut down the host. It's gone!!"

After receiving Zhao Kang's order, the man hurriedly nodded and took out his mobile phone to call the engineering team. At the same time, he also noticed the two corpses lying on the ground, and hurriedly asked Zhao Kang, "Team leader, what should I do with their corpses? ? Wait for the Secret Service to deal with it or we..."

"Call the logistics people and ask them to come up and collect the bodies, and then ask the lawyers to contact their family members. When the time comes, they should pay compensation and condolences. Let's talk about this first."

"Okay, I'll call them over now!"

at the same time.

Di Xiao, who had already left in the imagination of the news group executives, was standing outside the conference room door, stretching his waist. He first took a few puffs of cigarettes, and then moved to the few men who were watching in the corridor. He waved his hand, motioning for them to come over.

"How many floors are here?" Di Xiao asked suddenly.

The soldier of the Armed Forces closest to him thought about it and replied, "The thirty-second floor."

"Can I fall to my death?" Di Xiao asked again.

The soldier nodded and said, yes.

"Okay, then you can deal with it, and I'll wait for you downstairs."

Di Xiao finished his last puff, snuffed out the cigarette butt, raised his hand, and threw it into the nearest trash can.

"Whether alive or dead, throw them all away."

"clear."