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"Fields, Nobel, and Turing Award candidates were brutally murdered!"

"Association for Computing Machinery has become a place of filth..."

"Under the light there must be darkness..."

"A tribute to brilliant scientists who live in the shadows every day..."

Early the next morning, the world's major media began to criticize him.

Their spearheads are surprisingly consistent, pointing directly at the International Computing Committee.

Paris, International Computing Machinery Association.

Looking at the constantly beating messages, the corners of Knuth's mouth twitched wildly.

Although he had expected such a situation a long time ago, and he had already made mental preparations, when all this really happened, Gardner's little heart still trembled uncontrollably.

Although he wanted to explain very much, he couldn't explain it.

Because this is the fact that Greenton did cooperate with the killer to murder Qin Luo.

Da da da……

Knuth tapped the table lightly with his right hand, making a rhythmic sound.

As a member of the presidium of the International Computing Association, one can imagine the pressure on his head.

If it goes wrong, the reputation of the Association for Computing Machinery will suffer a huge blow.

After pondering for a while, Gardner reached out and picked up the phone on the table.

"Pierberg, I think we need a press conference," Knuth said.

By now, it had reached the point where he had to hold a press conference.

"Understood!" Pierberg responded, and began to prepare for the press conference.

Following the orders of several bigwigs, the entire International Computing Machinery Association is operating like a precision machine.

At 9.30 in the morning, major media outlets in Paris received invitations to attend the press conference.

This caused an uproar in the news circle.

Almost all the mainstream media put down their work one after another and sent the most elite forces to the International Computing Association.

At 10:00 in the morning, the press conference was held on time.

Knuth, Pierburg and a series of big names from the Association for Computing Machinery attended the press conference one after another.

All of a sudden, the reporters in the audience raised their cameras one after another, taking snaps of everyone.

"Professor Knuth, there is news that Greenton, a member of the Association for Computing Machinery, is suspected of murdering Qin Luo, a Turing Award candidate. Is this true?"

"Professor Knuth, as a member of the Presidium of the Association for Computing Machinery, what do you think?"

"How many people like Greenton are there in the Association for Computing Machinery?"

"..."

Before Gardner could speak, everyone's questions spewed out like cannonballs, drowning Gardner in an instant, and each of these questions became sharper and more difficult to answer.

For a moment, Knuth was sweating coldly...

He had never encountered such a big battle before.

Cough cough, Gardner coughed, raised his hands and pressed down, and after his voice gradually decreased, he said: "Dear friends from the press, please be calm. Regarding your questions, our Association for Computing Machinery will Give everyone a satisfactory explanation."

Hearing Gardner's words, everyone gradually became quiet.

"First of all, let me answer the question that everyone is most concerned about." Gardner cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Recently, there have been rumors that Greenton, a member of the Association for Computing Machinery, was involved in the murder of the Turing Award candidate. I am here Make clarification."