Yu Guang

Chapter 32 Seeking the Initiative 【Two in One】

Seeing the boss get angry, Qi Ming was quite nervous.

But when they got out of the elevator, walked back to the witness dormitory, and closed the door...

Seeing his boss Wang's composed, calm and gentle appearance, Qi Ming really couldn't recover.

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Qi?"

Wang Ze glanced at Qi Ming, and said warmly: "Go and rest, you can sleep until you wake up naturally tomorrow, and you have been tormenting you for the past two days."

"Okay, boss, go to bed early."

Qi Ming turned and left obediently.

When she closed the door, she was wondering whether Wang Ze was bewildered by the unscrupulous capitalists from her home planet, when she suddenly heard humming from behind.

Well, it's a bit out of tune, but it still sounds good.

After confirming that the boss was in a good mood, Qi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, dragged his tired body, and moved to the witness room next door.

A few minutes later, two young police officers came with stools and stood guard in front of Wang Ze's door.

——He Qiu is still worried about Wang Ze's safety.

Outside the door, the two police officers held their respective internet access terminals and browsed a sea of ​​crimson websites and forums, exchanging opinions on the current public opinion situation from time to time, and strictly abided by the secrecy discipline of the bureau, and did not make any sound on the Internet .

Inside the door, Wang Ze held a cup of cold tea, sat in front of the unfolded projection screen, and quickly browsed similar pages.

In the next room, Qi Ming yawned profusely, and carried a bath skirt into the bathroom, his brain trying to recall the whole incident.

A conference room somewhere on the ground floor of the same building.

Lin Weilin glanced at the list of work items, and after confirming that all the items had been marked with a green mark, her slender body huddled in the sofa, and her breathing became even after a while.

The lights in the conference room gradually dimmed.

The assistants on shift adjusted the projection screen to other directions, continued to monitor the public opinion of the entire network, and issued action instructions to the larger team in the distance.

Everything is running as usual.

Public opinion is slipping according to the curve they had calculated urgently before.

After all, there are many things in this world, and many people die every day.

Although a serial murder case that threatens the network environment will indeed have a greater impact on the home planet that has been peaceful for a long time;
But there are many other news happening at the same time;

Using rich information to divert public attention is already a basic skill in the public relations field.

……

In the corridor outside the side door of the dispatching hall, several figures gather around the window to puff and smoke. They are all 'old men' in the police station.

"Old He, is Wang Ze really angry?"

"No way," He Chou muttered, "I've known him for so many years, and I've never seen him get angry. It's obvious that he was just showing it to Wei Xing. He probably felt that he was too passive and didn't want to be dragged by the ghost. Walking on the nose and jumping out on purpose."

"Indeed, he doesn't have much room to play in this case."

"What's the origin of that ghost? It's making trouble with prohibited brain-simulation technology. The defense force hasn't let out a fart yet, so let us ordinary police force carry it!"

"There are some people in the upper class who don't like Wei Xing."

He Qiu shook his head, exhaled lightly: "I feel a little uneasy."

"what happened?"

"Old Wang should have discovered something, but he is too passive now, so he chose to keep silent, but Old Wang reminded me before..."

He Qiu's face was a little dignified:

"You see, with regard to the Wen Quan case, the specter's design is very detailed, and even if Lin Xiaoxia hadn't opened her mouth and a piece of cake had revealed its flaws, we would have no way of verifying whether the evidence is credible.

"But Zhang's case...is very rough.

"In the black box game, Zhang Li was attacked by a ghost, and his heart was crushed in the air. In reality, Zhang Li died tragically in a public place wearing a helmet.

"Because of Wen Quan's case, Weixing Public Relations deleted posts on a large scale. Netizens, especially Liming Street users, were already very sensitive. Now that Zhang Li's case came out, it directly ignited public opinion.

"What time is it? Anyway, I haven't seen a post with more than 12 replies in half an hour.

"From the criminal's point of view, Zhang Li's case was too rudimentary and rough, and even left doubts that a fool could figure out—Zhang Li changed his habit of finding a seat in the past, and chose the modified helmet abnormally.

"However, in terms of arousing public opinion, Zhang Li's case is more contagious and inflammatory. It is much simpler than Wen's family's secret room murder, and it is easier to be accepted by the general public who have no access to all clues."

After He Chou finished speaking, he rubbed his chin and pondered a few times:

"I think this is an out-and-out public opinion war against Weixing Group."

A colleague reminded: "During Wei Xing's press conference in the morning, you planned to say that?"

"Of course it's impossible to say that," He Qiu shook his head. "We are the police, public servants who protect the safety of the citizens. We must follow principles. Everything starts from evidence, and we draw valid proofs to maintain the authority and integrity of our police announcements." The purity of the police force."

He Qiu scolded again: "It's disgusting when you think about it, Lao Wang deliberately picked himself out, and threw all the mess to me."

"You still haven't grasped such a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds? Old He, you should be secretly happy in your heart! When there is a place up there, you will go up with oil on the soles of your feet."

He Qiu sneered twice, with a bit of depression in his eyes: "For this case, it's enough if I don't get demoted."

"What team!"

A slightly anxious cry suddenly came from the control room:

"The inspection and monitoring of the helmet has results!"

The police officers cheered up and rushed into the dispatch center like the wind.

……

The next day, eight twenty in the morning.

Wang Ze was awakened by intermittent knocking on the door.

He straightened his dark blue fiber fabric pajamas, picked up the cleaning spray and sprayed it on his mouth. After making sure that there was no possibility of being rude, he opened the door of his room.

Two police officers who had just changed their guard sat upright around the door, like stone beasts in the ancient oriental culture.

Qi Ming, who had dressed up a lot today, stood in front of Wang Ze with a guilty conscience, for fear that the boss would pay attention to her behavior of disturbing people's dreams.

Wang Ze frowned slightly when he saw Qi Ming.

It's not because of anything else, it's just...

Qi Ming is wearing a low ponytail and bangs, and her face looks younger with makeup. The little shirt that just covers the navel is paired with a plaid skirt, and the pure white knee socks and The sneakers, no matter how you look at them, look like female students who haven't graduated yet.

Not mature enough for an assistant.

"come in."

Qi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in cautiously.

"Don't close the door," Wang Ze reminded her.

"Good boss," Qi Ming responded in a low voice, "There is urgent news here, so I knocked on the door and called you up."

Wang Ze walked to the bed and made the bed skillfully.

"what news?"

"Captain He and the others have locked down the suspect Zhang filed last night, but the arrest was in vain overnight."

Qi Ming quickly entered the state, put the watch on the coffee table, sat in the corner with his legs together, and quickly turned on the projection screen.

A wanted warrant appeared on the projection screen, which contained a full-length portrait of a middle-aged man.

This person looks gentle, wearing rimless glasses, square face, medium height, beer belly and Mediterranean hairstyle are more eye-catching.

"His name is Gu Wanzhong, you may not be able to imagine his identity.

"He is a relatively well-known scientist on the home planet. He belongs to a research institute under the Aumir New Energy Group. He focuses on new anti-gravity materials. He is said to be a master in this field and has published many important papers. , several good universities on the home planet have the title of honorary professor.

"According to the surveillance video, after the helmet was repaired by the maintenance department, it was idle in the workshop for a period of time. A fat worker took the helmet away and put the helmet in the transport position after 3 minutes. Get out of the surveillance again.

"Then, the police tracked down the staff member and found that he left the maintenance station an hour later, arrived at a mostly rented apartment complex on a hoverbike, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"The police searched and searched the apartment building overnight, and finally found a rental house, in which they found a silicone face mask and work clothes... Finally, after checking and comparing the surveillance video and asking the residents of the apartment building, the target was locked in on this man."

Qi Ming licked his lips:
"A scientist is said to be a rich man. I can't imagine that he would do such a thing, and it's even more exciting!"

Wang Ze blinked: "Extremely explosive?"

"Ah, this means thrilling and exciting," Qi Ming said in a low voice, "According to the video, photos and other evidence that the police found in Gu Wanzhong's house, it has been confirmed.

"He is Kongu Feisha, the fourth member of Wen Run Ru Yu's fixed team!"

Wang Ze nodded calmly, walked to the seat next to Qi Ming, and carefully looked at the materials Qi Ming brought.

No surprise at all.

However, Wang Ze really didn't expect that among Wen Runruyu's teammates, there would be such a master in a certain field.

Qi Ming whispered: "Boss, I feel like this guy is the mastermind behind the ghost."

Wang Ze asked rhetorically: "A person behind the scenes, who is going to do a dangerous incident that will inevitably be exposed?"

"That's right," Qi Ming murmured, "Going to tamper with the helmet, no matter how careful the plan is, it is very easy to go wrong. Every corner of the entire home planet is covered by virtual enhanced equipment, and these equipment can be used as monitoring. .”

"Yes," Wang Ze replied, and concentrated on reading the materials for a while.

After a few minutes.

Wang Ze asked, "He escaped?"

"Escaped, and disappeared, and the monitoring could not find him, as if he had evaporated from the world."

Wang Ze was silent again, sitting on the sofa thinking quietly, and soon sighed.

"Boss, Weixing Group's press conference is still about half an hour away."

Qi Ming whispered:
"The current public opinion situation on the Internet is a bit chaotic.

"Last night at 02:30 a.m., there was a revelation that the ghost and the deceased were in the same group, and their goal was to bring down the Weixing Group.

"However, this revelation not only was not echoed, but also caused counter-effects.

"I don't know who is behind the scenes, and the whole network can't hold back the heat. Not only the portal websites, but now if you enter some public chat rooms, you can see jokes about ghosts.

"Also, the emoji packs of ghosts are starting to go viral!

"Some people even claimed that they were the next target of the ghost, and they were taken away by the local police when the live broadcast was broadcast."

Wang Zedao: "Has Miss Lin contacted us?"

Qi Ming pursed her lips: "She came to look for me in the morning, she looked very bad, but I told you, boss, you are still resting, and she asked me to convey my apology to you, boss, and then left... It's hard work."

Wang Ze rubbed his neck, the pillow here made him a little uncomfortable.

"Is there any progress with Director Zhao?"

"Yes," Qi Ming said, "they have mobilized a lot of computing power. They have searched the entire network dozens of times, but they have not found any traces of ghosts... It stands to reason that the simulated brain needs a lot of computing power to maintain, and it must hosted on large servers.

"Boss, don't we really need to do anything?"

"Well," Wang Ze said with a smile, "I don't have much room to use these cases, and the other party's purpose is not to tease the police, let alone provoke us.

"Or it can be said that all the current situation should be within the opponent's plan.

"Xiao Qi, can you calculate how long it took for the Wen Quan case from the time it was reported to when we made key progress?"

"Four days, five days!"

"How long did it take from the incident of the hijacking to when we learned the identity of Zheng Wenzheng?"

"one day!"

"How long did it take for Zhang to file the case from the time the case was filed to locking down the key suspect?"

"Less than half a day!"

"That's right," Wang Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, "Did you notice that? Wen Runruyu fixed the interval between team members' identities being exposed, and it became more and more rapid, but Kongu Feisha still escaped calmly, which shows that all this is still in the opponent's plan." Inside.

"What does this mean?"

Qi Ming finally came to his senses: "It means...they must strike while the iron is hot?"

"That's right, they clearly know how terrible these big groups, especially those like Weixing that span the fields of virtual reality, real virtual reality, and virtual reality, have a terrible control over public opinion.

Wang Ze said calmly:
"The ghost side promoted the whole plan, not when we found the key clues, but at the 'police station breaking the news'.

"They used the Wen Quan case as the fuse. When the sparks were burning in the dark corner of Liming Street, they attracted batch after batch of attention. They took advantage of the dissatisfaction of the disadvantaged individuals with the powerful collective. In a few days, they scattered the gunpowder packets all over the Internet every corner.

"When the 'police revelation' appeared, Weixing Group's suppression of public opinion had the opposite effect, and a large number of people began to pay attention to the Liming Street murder case.

"At the same time, people were offended by Weixing Group's public relations behavior because their right to know was violated by Weixing Group, which caused more dissatisfaction.

"In the current Internet public opinion, are there many posts listing Weixing's previous evil deeds?"

"Yes boss!"

Qi Ming was a little surprised, the boss didn't get up to surf high-intensity before?
She explained:

"Now 90.00% of the voices are condemning Weixing Group.

"Half of it is because of the panic caused by ghosts and Weixing Group's inability to protect the lives of users, and half of it is to count Weixing Group's evil deeds."

Wang Ze smiled, raised Erlang's legs habitually, and said calmly:
"Case Zhang is the flashpoint of these dissatisfaction, and the mastermind behind this plan must be a public relations expert stronger than Lin Weilin.

"Now Wei Xing, no matter what he does is wrong, but he can't do nothing.

"But there is a problem that the layout designer has to consider."

"What?" Qi Ming asked subconsciously.

"The heat of any news will pass, and the public opinion that explodes will eventually be extinguished like fireworks. Weixing Group only needs to wait, and naturally there will be no discussion on this matter in a few days.

"This carnival of denouncing Wei Xing can only last for one or two days.

"People's emotions are affected by endocrine, and the excitement of the brain is also a physiological phenomenon.

"The organizers paid a few lives, and they can only stimulate people to a limited extent. They must hurry up and launch a fatal attack on Wei Xing while Wei Xing can't suppress public opinion.

"This is actually the main reason why I decided to get away temporarily last night."

Qi Ming pursed his lips and frowned, not knowing how to respond for a while.

She asked in a low voice, "Then boss, what will happen next?"

"That ghost is a bit more radical, and might show up at the press conference on its own initiative," Wang Ze sighed softly, "Or, Konggu Feisha died in front of the public."

"Flying sand in the empty valley..."

Qi Ming lowered his head in thought, and heard Wang Ze's murmur again.

"It's almost here, it's already very soon since the ghost tells the truth.

"When I look at this matter, the logic has completely flowed from a murder case to a public opinion war.

"Now I can be absolutely sure of one thing. The other party's attack must be when the traffic is the highest, and even the ghost will create momentum in advance to attract attention."

Qi Ming looked at his boss, and found that the boss's eyes were full of light.

It seemed to be a desire, like the desire of ancient gladiators to fight.

"boss……"

hum!
Qi Ming's watch vibrated suddenly, and a message automatically popped up, but it was a voice message from He Qiu.

"Quickly wake up your boss and let him read the bulletin board on Liming Street!"

Bulletin Board?
Wang Ze had some impression of this. On the street of Liming Street in the virtual community, there are several bulletin boards about system updates and major news.

Web port login also has this interface.

Before he had time to reach out, Qi Ming was already operating nimbly, found the largest interactive forum on the home planet, clicked on the official homepage, and the bulletin board was on the lower left side of the homepage.

and at this moment;
The bulletin board has turned into a pitch-black tone, with groups of black fireworks wrapped around the frame, and there are two lines of bloody characters inside:
'Press conference at nine o'clock;'

'See you soon. '

(End of this chapter)