A Million Possible

"Boom—"

When the pale morning sun shines through the clouds and the faint winter thunder illuminates the city, people wake up from their sleeps as usual and prepare to start a new day's work.

The atmosphere is naturally heavy, but life is going to go on after all.

The voice of public opinion on the Internet is still noisy, but it has gradually calmed down, and almost everyone feels that the matter has passed.

However, the changes that appeared were so unpredictable.

Just when dawn breaks, the world will wake up.

Xia Guo, the home page of the spiritual seminar.

A news repost appeared quietly.

At first, it did not receive much attention.

After all, there are not many people on the Internet at this time.

However, such an eye-catching title is ultimately difficult for people who see it not to click into it.

As a result, within ten minutes, the data of this news repost submerged in the ocean of information slowly climbed, and through people’s reposts, it spread quickly, entered countless group chats, and was actively or passively pushed to countless In front of people with sleepy eyes.

And almost every netizen who saw the post was stunned, and no more sleepiness! !

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The capital of Liao Province.

Trinity Building Headquarters.

When Huang Yin got up from the bed in the temporary rest room, put on his clothes, and walked to the office area, he saw a few staff on duty.

"How is the situation?" Huang Yin looked at these young faces and asked calmly.

"There are no more people coming to the door for the time being. The few groups of people yesterday also reached a preliminary intent to compensate, but there were some opinions from the local area about the specific compensation... They still want us to bear it." A young lapel stood up and replied. road.

Huang Yin exhaled silently, nodded, and said tiredly:

"I see, I will contact the other party later on related issues."

Upon hearing this, the young man asked unwillingly:

"Do you really want us to compensate? But obviously we have..."

"Stop talking," Huang Yin sighed and interrupted him with a cold face. Then, his expression relaxed a little and said, "Currently, the headquarters has not given a clear opinion, but...the main problem now is stability. Find ways to make the storm pass as soon as possible. This is the most important thing. In comparison, the rest can be compromised... I know you may feel wronged in your heart, but I hope you understand that the current crisis has not been resolved, and we don’t know the next projection. When it appears, we must also prepare early."

"Yes..." The people in the office lowered their heads and said helplessly.

"Well, I've stayed up all night. Let's take a rest. The hardest time has passed. The next few days will be easier."

Huang Yin clapped her hands, trying to cheer them up.

However, at this moment, all of a sudden, a girl in the corner of the office who was in charge of monitoring public opinion gave a soft voice and shouted:

"Deputy Secretary Huang, take a look at this post!"

"Post?" Huang Yin stunned, and then walked over in confusion. The others also looked over curiously, and saw a web page with densely packed photos and texts.

Huang Yin didn't care too much at first, but when her gaze fell on it, the expression on her face suddenly condensed.

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Yanshan.

Command center office.

When Xing Hong walked in, he found that almost everyone was gathered together, staring at the computer, as if discussing something, the air was full of strange emotions.

"What are they all huddling together for? All go back to their respective workstations!"

Xing Hong scowled, he couldn't help yelling when he was in an extremely bad mood.

Since he heard about the accident in the special department last night, his mind has never been at ease, and as Shi Shengcun has not returned all night, he has become more and more irritable.

Hearing his words, a group of clerks on duty got up one after another, then looked at him with extremely weird eyes, and said:

"Group leader Xing, here... a piece of news has appeared..."

"News?" Xing Hong asked in confusion.

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In this early morning, I don't know how many people clicked on that message, just like ripples on the Internet.

Even after the post was deleted, it has not stopped.

However, compared with the silence and silence of Xia Guo's mainstream media, overseas, when this news appeared, it caused an uproar.

Special management department.

When the clerks who arrived early in the morning to change shifts entered the building, they found that the atmosphere here had become extremely heavy, and the tension on everyone's face almost condensed into water, almost dripping!

The door of the meeting room is already open, however, this does not mean the end of the meeting.

In the office of the department responsible for monitoring foreign public opinion.

The clicking sound of the mouse, the low buzzing sound of the printer almost non-stop, connected into a string of rapid, as if the notes were knocking on a person's heart.

The staff refreshed their respective media platforms almost mechanically, then printed the latest situation into a report, and then sorted it out and sent it to the conference room upstairs.

Because of the sudden increase in workload, I had to secondment staff to other offices.

Unlike the rest of the heavy, almost silent area, this small office is full of people and full of hustle and bustle. Every message that appears will be narrated by the personnel, and then the person in charge will arrange whether to submit it or not.

These messages are only the situation of foreign media, not confidential, so it is faster to process information in this way.

"Foreign media related discussions continue to heat up! Topic discussion has exceeded one billion!!"

"Newly added 57 national media reports related news!"

"The diplomatic spokesmen of the five countries held a press conference to confirm the authenticity of the publicly announced materials!"

"The first public demonstration in France, demanding international sanctions on the culprit!"

In the office, irritable voices sounded one after another, squeezing the entire room.

"Buzz..."

A staff member picked up the hot paper that had just been spit out from the printer, stuffed it into the hands of Hua Bei who was assigned to assist in the work, and then whispered:

"Send it upstairs!"

"Ah...Yes!" Hua Bei was in a daze and hugged the stack of documents tightly, and then followed the crowd to squeeze out the door.

In the hallway, there were trotting clerks everywhere, and she followed the trot in a panic, but there was nothing but a blank in her brain. She didn't understand what was going on. Only the content of the news reverberated in her mind...

Cheng Lin... Cheng Lin...

The projection made was the "culprit" that led to the global disaster just now. The "culprit" turned out to be the Cheng Lin she was familiar with... He was not just the lucky one who got the "inheritance" of good fortune, no...according to that According to the material, this is a lie in itself!

In fact, even the so-called "Ascendant" was a lie that he created and created, deceiving the whole world!

And Xia Guo’s special management department is his "accomplice" to shield him...

Each of these news smashed her nerves, making her instinctively want to shook her head severely, denying, questioning, and even scolding loudly.

"Not really...not really..."

She murmured, whispering incessantly in a voice that only she could perceive, and she had the urge to tear up the papers in her hand, and then tell everyone aloud.

However, the only remaining reason told her over and over again that this was most likely the truth.

It is not because of the so-called "evidence."

She doesn't believe in the "evidence", after all, "evidence" can be forged.

However, when this incident was combined with the "supervisor" who was suspected of being a spy who committed suicide in the office last night.

Combined with the memories of having been open all night, combined with the rainy atmosphere in the entire Special Administrative Department building...

Her sanity tells her that this is most likely true.

"But... how is this possible..." Hua Bei thought blankly, and then suddenly realized that he had come outside the meeting room and followed the rest of the people into the room.

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