The End of the World: Chaos

Steve frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer. He muttered to himself, tapping the table with his fingers, and sizing up Yang Yi with sharp eyes, as if trying to find out a secret from his expression.

"Will anyone affected today have additional reactions or sequelae?" Steve asked again, with a hint of urgency and anxiety in his voice.

Yang Yi thought carefully and finally said, "No, this has not happened. The situation has been handled very well. At most, they need to rest for a day or two. In the next few days, they may feel a little tired, as if they have not slept all night, but it is okay and they can recover easily."

Steve felt a little relieved after hearing this, but he was still worried. The culprit was as elusive as a shadow, and his doubts became more obvious. No matter what, it was difficult to put the uneasiness in his heart behind him.

"Can we find the culprit?" He looked directly at Yang Yi with sharp eyes, his tone firm and cold.

"No!" Yang Yi said without hesitation, with a hint of helplessness in his expression, "I can help you, but I can't find his whereabouts."

"Nothing can be done?" Steve seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes became more cautious, with a hint of doubt hidden in them.

"Why do you look like that?" Yang Yi asked back, his eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of displeasure revealed on his face.

"We have always said that all of this is from your hands..." Steve was interrupted by Yang Yi before he could finish his words.

"Why do people in this world talk to each other with empty words? How can I be blamed for my incompetence?" He said excitedly, with disdain on his face, "The source is something I have kept silent about. When the sudden change came, I did not react in time, and the spears and swords have already fertilized here."

"Really?" Steve frowned slightly, his tone like thunder, delving deep into the abyss of the truth.

Yang Yi reluctantly continued to explain: "I arrived at the scene at the first moment, and my purpose was to comfort the victims. I didn't see the instigator, and the situation was beyond my control."

"Is there no clue at all?" Steve's disappointment became more and more obvious. He felt overwhelmed and desperate to find the culprit to prevent such a tragedy from happening again.

"There may be clues... but I dare not conclude." Yang Yi seemed to be searching in his mind, with a hesitant look on his face. "I have heard people mention that there was a strange voice in the chaos, but other than that, I don't have any deeper information."

"A strange voice? Has anyone else noticed this?" Steve's heart suddenly shook. The complexity of the matter made him feel a sudden increase in pressure.

"Indeed." Yang Yi nodded. "However, what we know is only vague. It is a low and magnetic voice, and we have no way of knowing the specific content. But I will do my best to find more information."

Steve's doubts were not resolved, but became heavier. He sighed, stood up and paced around the room, thinking about countermeasures. "We must quickly find the source of this sound so as to uncover the true identity of the culprit."

"I understand this very well." Yang Yi walked with him, his tone firm, "Why not ask those who were affected? Maybe they have other feelings. Although the details are small, they may be able to piece together the whole picture of the truth."

"That's right." Steve nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "There are people on our side who can help. If we use technical means to track them, we may be able to find out where the crowd is moving."

"Great idea." Yang Yi's mind moved, and he suggested, "We should contact each other quickly. I can provide the information I know to help you."

In this instant, the hostile atmosphere gradually dissipated, and the two shared the same ambition: no matter how hard it was, they must find the truth hidden in the darkness. Just like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, they strive to dig out the secrets buried in history.

"Then we should act immediately." Steve was determined. He stood up quickly, his steps calmly and decisively, as if he had already made up his mind to take a big gamble.

"Okay!" Yang Yi's voice was loud and powerful. The two of them walked out of the room side by side, with great momentum and courage.

When the two walked out of the room, they left behind a silence and dark clouds. There are many secrets hidden in the cracks of history, and their footsteps are unwavering, rushing towards the road of truth.