A Million Possible

The room is very simple, with only a long table. Among the seats next to the long table, there are a dozen or so tall figures wearing almost uniform dark clothing.

They didn't talk, they just kept a strange silence.

Except for the water on the table, it was the stacks of documents that were constantly being delivered. Each document was printed out with dozens of copies and placed in front of each figure.

Hua Bei became nervous instinctively, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind suddenly gathered, and then followed the people in front, around the table, and began to distribute the printed documents in his hand one by one.

This scene looked strange, but everyone in the room didn't even smile at all.

Hua Bei walked cautiously, and then couldn't help looking at them curiously, but she could only recognize one or two faces, who had never liked watching the news.

Most of these people are like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and they just read the "reports" seriously.

Every time she turned a page, her face seemed to become more gloomy, which made Hua Bei more nervous. It was not until she walked in front of Shi Shengcun that she unexpectedly received a gentle look.

"Thank you." Shi Shengcun said in a low voice, took the piece of paper, but didn't look at it. He just paused his eyes on the identity card on Huabei's clothes, and then moved away.

This made her even more confused, until Hua Bei walked out the door in a daze and came to the corridor, and then suddenly reacted.

Just now, that Shi Si leader seemed to smile at her?

It must be an illusion...

She thought, and then continued to run downstairs mechanically to wait for the task to be arranged.

...

Next, she went back and forth again and again, and her movements became rusty from the beginning and gradually became abrupt.

The news she heard became more and more shocking. Although she couldn't remember the details, she also knew that the incident seemed to cause more and more sensation overseas.

Especially after the federal government took the lead to show the authenticity of the evidence, the wave of public opinion became more and more terrifying. More and more media voices were not limited to official media newspapers, but rapidly evolved into national condemnation.

People's demonstrations have appeared in more and more areas.

Xia Guo is required to give a positive response, to punish the murderer, and to surrender the "culprit."

More and more eyes gathered.

Compared with the voices of ordinary people in foreign countries, those from various major countries have more weight.

However, in the face of this unprecedented spear of public opinion, Xia Guo has always maintained an ambiguous silence.

In the past, he actively spoke up in the face of global events, but now he seems dumb, and he hasn’t made any response for a long time.

On the premise that the government has not made a statement, the domestic mainstream media can only mechanically repost trivial news.

Thus, the huge Xia country was like an isolated island in the violent sea, quiet and peaceful, but as if something was brewing.

However, in such a big wave, information cannot become an island after all.

Finally, with the passage of time, more and more news from the "outside" inevitably spread on the Internet. With the help of some self-media and some unknown forces, it gradually spread.

More and more domestic netizens are paying attention to this matter, discussing it spontaneously on the Internet, and anxiously waiting for the government's response.

With this weird silence, some people who still expressed doubts about the "evidence" also began to waver.

After all, in some cases, silence can also be equated with default.

In this silence, the whole morning passed quietly.

Inside the special management department building.

People are still busy sending information into the conference room, but no order is issued.

This makes the atmosphere in the building more and more dull and weird.

...

When Hua Bei was rotated by the rest of the office, it was exactly 12:30.

In those quiet areas of the office, boxed lunches have already begun to be distributed.

"Hua Bei, I have been busy all morning, let's eat." A colleague put the chopsticks horizontally on the lunch box and handed it to her. Hua Bei waved his hand, and said in dismay, "No, I...I'm not hungry."

The man glanced at her, but did not continue to persuade her.

Hua Bei sat blankly at his own station, and then looked at the lit computer screen.

The page on the screen happened to be the largest foreign video website, and I don’t know who opened it to watch it. It showed the page of "the hottest video at the moment".

You don't even need to read the text, just look at the video cover to know that almost all of this is discussed.

Hua Bei thought for a while, put on the headset, then moved the mouse, swiped, and clicked on a video at random.

I don’t know which country it is in the background, the sun is shining, and the streets in the picture are crowded with people.

They huddled in the street, holding signs with huge black texts in their hands, and raising countless hands and fists in the crowd, shouting something.

It's not in English, and she doesn't understand it, but the video is subtitled, with words such as "Hand over Murderer Cheng Lin" and "Petition for the Victim".

Hua Bei watched for a few seconds, turned it off, and opened a new one.

This time I can probably see that it seems to be England. There are iconic buildings in the picture. The sky is gloomy and it is raining. People are wearing transparent raincoats, standing in front of a certain building, holding protest slogans and white flowers, and people Holding a black and white "left photo".

In the video, a reporter is interviewing.

Amidst the noise, a demonstrator standing in front rushed up, grabbed the microphone, locked into the camera with a pair of angry eyes, and shouted in English:

"Cheng Lin, he deceived the world! He betrayed mankind! He is Devil! Must go to The Underworld! Go to The Underworld!!"

"Papa!" Huabei shivered instinctively in front of the screen and clicked the mouse to close the video.

I closed this website again, and then navigated along the webpage to enter various online communities and forums in China.

However, no matter what platform she opens, almost all she sees are attacks on Cheng Lin, curses, curses...

Obviously, at the moment when the government responded in silence, at the moment when the authenticity of the evidence was "acquisitioned", people knew for the first time that in reality, there really was a person named "Cheng Lin" who was serving in the special management department. "Higher Vocational" now...

The fierce tiger of public opinion is quickly devouring the "Ascendant" who had been hailed as the "Altar" in the past...

"Water can carry a boat and it can overturn it."

For some reason, Hua Bei suddenly remembered this sentence.

She witnessed the text on the Internet, as if she had seen the collapse of a "deity" that didn't exist.

At this moment, even though she is not very smart, she also realizes what will happen in the end if the incident continues.

Billions of people around the world condemned, and hundreds of countries in the world joined forces to "sanction". Can Xia Guo bear such a huge pressure?

In other words, are you willing to bear it?

Thinking of this, she turned off the computer at once, and then lay on the table, her body began to tremble, and she began to tremble like sifting chaff!

Lin Zilong's face kept popping out, disappearing, popping out, disappearing again...

Some clerks looked over in confusion, but didn't ask too much. In the huge building, the Hua Bei who was shrunk in the corner of the office area was so inconspicuous.

...

...

Time is still passing.

The storm on the Internet became more and more violent, but the mainstream media remained silent.

Maintained a suffocating, crazy silence.

Gradually, even the people in the Special Administrative Department building began to wonder.

They looked in the direction of the meeting room in confusion, not understanding what the people were waiting for.

If it is said that in the morning, silence is to see changes in the situation before making a decision.

So in the afternoon, it is already so obvious in the global public opinion environment. Why is it still silent under the joint pressure of various countries?

In other words, what are you waiting for?

No one knows, so everyone can only continue to worry.

...

17:00 pm

It was another evening.

Public opinion finally reached its peak, like a gunpowder canister, as if it would explode if it vibrated slightly.

At the beginning, more and more people called, tried to get instructions, and repeated the explanation over and over again.

In the meeting room.

The people at the table were still sitting in place, and the piles of papers scattered on the table looked like a thick snow, almost covering the tabletop.

Some people stopped looking, but were silent, watching the afterglow of the setting sun light up the room little by little.

Finally, after the latest document was sent, one of them couldn't sit still anymore. He pinched the thin piece of paper, and the sunlight hit the paper as if it was about to burn, and his fingers seemed to be too hot to hold:

"Can't wait any longer."

The voice echoed in the room, not very loud, but firm.

"Has he not moved yet?" another person asked.

Immediately, Shi Shengcun glanced at the communicator beside him, his expression changed:

"It hasn't moved, it's been a whole day, he must have known the news, but he didn't move, he's still in Spirit Land No. 16."

"What is he doing?"

"fishing."

silence.

"Hehe, ok, good fishing, the whole world is in chaos, he is still fishing...what on earth does he want to do?" One person finally couldn't help but pat the table.

Shi Shengcun's eyelids drooped: "Perhaps, it is waiting for our attitude."

After a short silence, another person sighed, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, young people are always so temperamental."

There is obvious anger in the tone of this sentence.

This is the anger towards Cheng Lin and the fear of the bad consequences that may come.

"How long will Li Yang be back?" another person asked anxiously.

Shi Shengcun hesitated and was about to answer. Suddenly the communicator on the table rang with a very harsh sound. He gently picked it up, pressed the answer button, and put it down after a moment: "Li Yang is back."

In the meeting room, the atmosphere changed suddenly.

One person stood up with a clatter, and said coldly: "In that case, act now! Isn't he waiting for our attitude? Then... give it to him!"

In the sound of the crash, a group of figures stood up beside the long table, and Shi Shengcun also got up, his eyes lowered, and he sighed indifferently, and said in response:

"Yes!"

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