All Heavens Film and Television Adventurer

Chapter 274 323 This Prime Minister, Don't Matter

"My horse...dead head?!"

Jajir swears angrily,

When the agents saw this situation, they quickly protected the Prime Minister.

Discard the helmet on the seat...

The four motorcycle guys were quite confused.

Immediately afterwards, Jagier was grabbed by the neck by the agent like a chick and walked forward!

Probably this is the protection process,
The citizens watched this scene in puzzlement,
The female reporter pressed her headset and listened for a while,

She looked quite surprised, "I'm sorry, we were just informed that Mr. Prime Minister is leaving the stadium due to physical discomfort. We don't know the specific reason... In short, let's give warm applause to the Prime Minister's departure!"

The ignorant Polish citizens still applauded enthusiastically.
The corner of Shen Lang's mouth couldn't help but put on a smile,
Helena just looked...winked...smiled too,

Under the protection of many agents,
It is obviously impossible to kill the prime minister,
But disgusting and disgusting him...

It will also make people happy!

The golden helmet was quickly protected by the staff of the Ministry of State Security.

The fact that there was a human head inside was only known to passers-by near the Prime Minister,
The key is that everyone now has a smartphone.

And there were not a few people holding their mobile phones to take pictures at that time...

So the head was photographed,
And the Prime Minister swears, "I stepped on a horse... a dead head?!" was also photographed,
Photos and videos are gradually circulating on the Internet...

The next step is to see the Polish ZF's grasp of network risk control.
Spend money to reduce popular searches...

Spending money to harmonize these things...

Money can destroy anything.

After half an hour,
The helmet is sent to the autopsy room,
The dark anatomy room...

The Minister of Homeland Security and his assistant kept wiping the sweat off their foreheads!
Under the shadowless lamp,

Forensic doctor Aivona struggled to pull Magda's head out of the helmet,

Magda's brown hair has become extremely yellow,
Pull a little harder,
hair will fall out,
Dead lights go out...

Life is gone...

The minister was full of anger, "This woman deserves to be hacked into pieces, and she will disgust us even if she dies!"

The assistant felt extremely guilty, "Minister, we promised to be safe, but such a big thing happened..."

Iwona didn't pay attention to these two, and gently touched Magda's face, she soon noticed that there were stitches on her mouth... Pulled out the wire bit by bit with tweezers... Not long after, from the other side In his mouth, he obtained a plastic-wrapped USB flash drive.

Aivona looked at the writing on the USB flash drive and muttered,

"A memory for Prime Minister Dead Horse."

"Are you swearing?"

"No...that's what it says on it."

"This..." His tone was choked.

Not too dirty, the minister raised his hand and snatched it, and said bluntly, "Okay, let us do the next thing."

Wiping the sweat from his brow again,
The minister led the younger brother and rushed back to the office.

When everyone is gone,
Aivona sighed,
Compassionately holding Magda's head,
"What a mess, Ivona."

She lightly touched her forehead to Magda's forehead, whispering a few lullabies...Magda's eyelids gradually fell...until they closed...

Aivona is an old and experienced forensic doctor. She sees things very clearly...she understands who is right and who is wrong...but she is only a forensic doctor and is not qualified to make decisions.

A group of men in black suits rushed back to the office,

Everyone gathered together to look at the contents of the USB flash drive.
The minister manipulated the computer while wiping his sweat,
Finally, the information inside was called out,

Hit play...'click! '

The video ran for a while,

Magda’s mocking smile appeared on the screen,
She sat alone in the armchair,

arms folded,

"Sorry, it's me again..."

"Prime Minister……"

The video finishes playing,

It is filled with Magda's life's bitterness and accusations.

After listening to it, I feel nothing,
The minister shrugged calmly,

Human nature has nothing to do with him,

"This woman is a fool."

He tore the U disk into pieces and casually threw it into the trash can, and threw Magda's life into the trash can. He looked around at the people around him, "You all have to rot in your stomachs about what happened today, and you must not affect it." to the prime minister's general election campaign."

"Yes……"

The colleagues in the Ministry of State Security were all relieved. This kind of suicide attack had no real impact at all, and the most critical video was also destroyed. Everything seemed to be back on track.

The slightly bald colleague rubbed his nose, "If the butcher is dead, then who did it?" He didn't dare to say this sentence, he held it in silently.

At this moment, the big shots of the Ministry of State Security can only put their hands together and pray that there will be no more disturbances...

After Prime Minister Jajir left,
Shen Lang and Helena lost their interest.
We bid farewell to each other and went back...

Afterwards the task is much simpler,
late at night...

Shen Lang rode a shared bicycle, and used anonymous emails to stuff USB flash drives into the mailboxes of news organizations one by one.

By the way, of course I haven't forgotten my old acquaintance Agnes... Among the many gourd baby girl reporters, Shen Lang only has an impression of this one, and Agnes can be regarded as a model in the bitch.

The email dropped into the mailbox at the WROCTV building was specifically marked as addressed to 'Dear Agnes'.

Well... this guy Agnes is eager to take over,

There is a high probability that it will broadcast directly regardless of the superior's opinion.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, the last wave of detonation, I speak on behalf of the Polish donkeys: Such a prime minister... don't mind!" Like a god of war, Shen Lang cocked his mouth and disappeared into the night on his bicycle.

Sunday is coming——

Early in the morning, Agnes and her fat assistant lazily walked in from outside the company building. Today is another day of doing nothing...

"Oh, when will I survive, I can't pay off this month's bill at all." Agnes complained.

The fat man glanced sideways at her designer bag, "If you can't afford it, don't buy the bag."

Agnes yelled, "The bag is the life of our women, if you don't understand it, don't compare it!"

The fat man felt like he was making fun of himself,

Walk quickly to the company.

"Here, this is for you, Agnes." A beautiful blonde in a white shirt brought the mail.

"Oh, thanks." Agnes tossed her hair coquettishly, took the mail and said with a smile, "Oh, it must be another courtship letter from a fan. It's really annoying."

The blonde beauty in white rolled her eyes,
As he walked away, his lips twitched and he muttered,

"Who are you kidding... Your green tea has only received one fan email in a few months..."

Agnes returned to the familiar but unfamiliar office,
The colleagues around me don't care about me at all.
A little transparency in the media world like her...

Mostly this treatment.

she sighed,
Holding the mail helplessly,

"It's so thin... what is it?"

After opening it, it was found that it was a USB flash drive.

"Isn't there a virus in it?"

The USB flash drive is marked with 'Memory for Prime Minister Dead Horse',
Reminiscent of Prime Minister Jajir's weird exit yesterday...

Today's news is broadcasting the good news of "The Butcher of Breslau is dead", and there is no mention of other things. Even the portrait of the butcher is a blurred face presented with a black and white brush... It seems that people who are interested will notice Something is wrong...

Agnes twitched her lips.
"Forget it, the virus is the virus..."

Insert the U disk into your computer,

Magda's figure appeared in the video,
"Sorry, it's me again, Mr. Prime Minister..."

As the video progresses,
Agnes's smile grew brighter,

"Damn Fatty, here's our chance to make a comeback!"

Fatty, the assistant who had been standing behind Agnes, swallowed his saliva, and nodded in a daze, "Yeah..."

(End of this chapter)