The fast-traveling girl has no feelings for her

Chapter 593 The Day of the Cycle (31)

Under the dim city night, rows of street lamps light up quietly.

While the urban residents of every household in the city were lighting up the lamps in their homes, several newspaper office buildings on Oss Street were brightly lit.

In the open office area, some newspaper editors are gathering in twos and threes to discuss matters.

They are discussing fiercely what kind of counterattack those people from the ruling party and the military will launch against the evening paper they released not long ago.

In fact, since the newspapers with explosive news flowed to the market from here, the inquiry calls from high-level executives in the supervisor's office have never stopped.

The negotiators on the other end of these calls demanded in an extremely strong manner that the newspapers that reported false news apologize to the public and clarify the truth of the matter.

Despite warnings of prosecution charges, the executives of the newspapers insisted that what they reported was the truth of the matter.

There were two dialogue microphones between the two parties, and you argued back and forth for countless rounds, but in the end, no one could convince the other.

From the perspective of official negotiators, the reason why these newspapers, which are controlled by the opposition faction, published the appalling evening paper this time is to discredit the current ruling party.

The other party refused to agree to let go and apologize, these things were all within their expectations.

Now it seems that in order to prevent the situation from further fermenting and expanding, they can only be forced to take tough measures.

In the eyes of several top executives at the newspaper office, this public incident has more advantages than disadvantages.

The first reason is that their newspapers have a good opportunity to show their face in front of the public and increase their popularity. The second reason is that this country allows freedom of speech, and they can use this as a protective barrier to attack hostile political parties in their own camp for their own forces behind them.

Of course, the more important reason is that these newspapers are all aligned with the opposition party in terms of political ideas, and they are all in the same breath.

At this time, almost no important people paid attention to the night explosion and fire itself.

No one cares whether innocent people died in the fire, and no one cares where the people who died in the fire came from.

The whirlpool of politics and interests is intertwined with each other, forming a huge water mirror. Those participants caught in the whirlpool can only be seen in their eyes as a huge water mirror. In their eyes, they can only see their own interests.

The hours of the night passed quietly.

On a quiet street, a light suddenly came on in a hotel room facing the street.

Lin Shu, who had been lying on the bed all day, was standing by the sink, scooping up water to wash her face.

The transparent water droplets leaked into the wall of the pool below along the gaps between her fingers, quickly spinning in circles, and finally slipped into the sewer mouth.

During this period, Lin Shu's face reflected in the mirror above the sink was abruptly blurred for a second or two.

When the mirror surface is blurred, it seems that she has become a certain character in a water-stained watercolor painting.

But soon, when Lin Shu raised her head after washing her face, what she saw was a woman's face clearly visible in the mirror.

But she calmly picked up the dry towel on the hook beside her, and wiped off the remaining water droplets on her face in front of the mirror, as if she didn't notice the temporary abnormality in the mirror at all.

After washing her face, Lin Shu went back to the bedroom and changed her clothes. After putting on a thin scarf, she hurriedly opened the door and went out without even taking the bag on the table.

The wind in Bashi at night was very cold and violent, and there were very few pedestrians walking under the street lights.

Lin Shu stepped on her boots, which had no warmth inside, and walked all the way to the river she had skipped on the first day she came here.

At this time, the time on Lin Shu's wrist watch was almost pointing to nine o'clock at night.

When she passed through the last illuminated human-shaped alleyway, the lights from the two rows of street lamps behind her visibly flickered.

Lin Shu seemed unaware of the abnormal changes happening behind her, or in other words, she was unable to notice anything about it.

In the darkness, Lin Shu, who successfully walked to the river, took a look at her surroundings.

Through the dim light cast not far away, she could see many young lovers sitting in twos and threes on the edge of the river embankment, chatting at night.

She immediately squatted down on a square stone pier by the river, her eyes drifting into the distance, as if she was also admiring the night in front of her.

As the clock moved, when the clocks on the walls of the newspaper offices on Aussie Street rang ten o'clock at night, a group of men in black, who had already lurked inside the newspaper building, immediately acted violently. He kicked open the office door with the lights still on.

This sudden change shocked the newspaper executives who were still staying up late to discuss countermeasures, and they were all stunned on the spot.

Before they came back to their senses and shouted for help, this group of people in black, who acted quickly and struck hard, had already pulled out their guns and drove out all the office workers who were staying in the office.

Soon, these people who were driven out by them, squatting down with their heads in their hands and not daring to move, were all put on a black cloth hood by the people in black. The hood was so tight that even the eyes, nose and mouth could not be exposed.

Just after all the staff in the newspaper office followed the man in black's request and squatted on the ground to form a circle, one of the men in black suddenly yelled, "Everyone, put down the hands that are holding your heads!"

His shout was like a terrible signal that inspired a certain action.

After the arrested staff members obediently put down their hands, the men in black who had already formed a circle around them immediately took down the heads in their hands in front of the heads covered with black cloth bags. trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Accompanied by a series of sounds like exploding spheres, a pool of blood gradually formed on the originally clean office floor just ten seconds later.

At this time, the man in black who had just shouted took out a thick brush from his body.

I saw him use this large pen to dip some blood that meandered and flowed on the ground, and wrote a series of distorted bloody abbreviations on the wall of the office and on the office.

And the meaning of this string of acronyms is exactly the name of an extremist terrorist organization that has been disclosed to the public.

After neatly killing people and leaving their names, this group of men in black skillfully cleaned up all the traces they left at the scene, and left as quietly as when they sneaked into these buildings.

And those people who were shot collectively in the office could only wait until outsiders entered the bloody office building before their bodies were discovered.

　Thank you to book friend Yu Ruochen for your monthly ticket support!Thank you book friends... for the reward!

　　During these days of interruption, the author happened to meet an old friend whom he had not seen in nine years.

　　After a long conversation between the two, Fang realized the impermanence of the world and the difficulty of life.

　　It is hard to imagine whether those close people who are with us at this moment will gradually drift away from us one day in the future, or even cut off their news and books, and never hear from us.

　　In today's society, the way of contact and communication is indeed much more convenient, but the distance between people's hearts is getting farther and farther.

　　In the past, we always smiled and said good-bye to our friends, but it is very likely that we will never see each other again.

　　I think many people, including myself, are now on the way to pursue goals, but we don't know whether this goal is really important to us.

　　Maybe we should take a serious look at those close people who are willing to stay by our side while we are still young and have time!
　　Don't let life grind you down, paralyze you, and sink you, so that when you look back at the past, you realize that you are always alone, and there is no one around you who can tell the truth.

　　After rambling on and on for a long time, I finally want to wish everyone a happy new year.

　　I wish you all peace and joy in this new year, and your family is healthy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)