Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"Hahahahahaha, don't say I want to raise you too!"

"The streets of Port Yarple are full of evil gods. Otherwise, why did the consul get himself into it? He is a typical negative lesson. Don't learn from him."

"..."

"No, all of you are so convincing, aren't you afraid that there are evil gods knocking on your door in the middle of the night?"

**

"Sir, the situation has been brought under control for the time being, and public opinion is developing in a relaxed and simple direction. The public generally believes that the consul has been punished, and his actions should not rise to the family level. Although there are still attempts by your political opponents to issue Resist the call of the Griffin family, but those resistance forces are extremely weak, and our team currently thinks it can be ignored." The young Alpha walked quickly beside Longman Griffin, and reported to him in a rapid tone.

"What happened to your brother is regrettable, but according to the report from the Port Yarpley City Hospital, the wound on Mr. O'Casey Griffin's body was indeed caused by self-harm. And his current mental state cannot provide for him. In defense of negligence committed during his tenure, there is sufficient evidence that his illness has not affected his ability to identify and judge things before, so..."

"Stop!" Longman Griffin said coldly, "Let O'Casey cool off, I didn't expect him to fight Igor Sullivan when I threw him to the border in the early years. An idiot is an idiot, originally I thought he could learn to grow toward the light after removing the shadow of Sullivan, but I didn’t expect that even if the mountain falls, this person can find a new way to jump off the cliff. A cultist? Pooh, he’s not even as good as an earthworm!"

The reporter next to him pretended that he didn't hear anything: "Then, should the next step be to give up the investigation or..."

"Are you an idiot too?" Longman suddenly turned and stared at him, "Give up the investigation? Why should you give up the investigation? Check it out for me! No matter who sent O'Casey to the hospital, I will send him to the intensive care unit Be roommates with my brother until the coffin!"

"—to contact the commentators on the relevant incidents, as well as the two anchors and their teams who were on the scene at the time, sort out the materials and hand them over to me."

"Uh, sir, I'm actually only responsible for guiding the trend of online speech and deleting those reports that are not good for you..."

Langman raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a smirk.

The young man who was still waiting for his salary this month shivered, and subconsciously saluted: "Yes! I'll do it now!"

**

Commentator Nixon Evelyn was staring at the screen in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth, his back was bent, and his left hand subconsciously slipped into his trouser pocket to take out his lighter.

"This is not a smoking area, Nixon." His colleague stopped him as usual, "You are watching live video again."

"This change of camera perspective," Nixon mumbled without raising his head, holding a cigarette in his mouth, "is really abrupt. Is the person behind the scenes afraid that others will not know that there is something invisible in it?"

He was referring to the scene where the camera that was originally aimed at O'Casey Griffin's face suddenly rotated 180 degrees and flew away to meet the bright morning sun in the east.

"I see it differently," says a colleague. "Sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much."

"At this time O'Casey Griffin was still speaking logically. He knew what he had done, and he thought he knew what he was about to face." Nixon said, pointing to the screen, "But after the camera flew away, this person It's completely insane, it just doesn't make sense."

"A murderer who can kill more than 80 people with his own hands, what can scare him like that?"

He dug out the photos and related reports of the previous number 7592E spacecraft incident, and squeezed his chin while looking at it.

The colleague leaned on the table and said: "I think these two things are quite related. Did you read the interview with the contracted anchors Benson Peters and Noyce? It's fresh, and I'll send it to your mobile terminal. "

Nixon asked while flipping through the pages, "Well, what do you say?"

"Everyone's thoughts are quite unified. Two people who stepped on shit luck, wanted to be popular and crazy. What they said in the interview was not thought through at all, and they were exaggerated. Whoever believes it is a fool." The colleague laughed Dao, "It is said that the location of the live broadcast group was quite far from the central square of Port Yarpley, and the statue of O'Casey Griffin, tens of meters away, collapsed, perfectly blocking the line of sight. The staff couldn't see anything at all. No, we can only rely on the reactions of the locals in black cloaks."

"But this man named Noyce mentioned tentacles."

"Yeah, maybe it was because I read the report of the spacecraft incident and then had a nightmare, who knows?" The colleague shrugged, "Benson Peters insisted that he didn't see anything, and he didn't know how the camera was. lost."

Nixon nodded thoughtfully: "They're scared, and they really don't know anything."

"Who isn't afraid... I heard that the people present at that time were a group of lunatic cultists. It was like the end of the world under siege."

"There are actually two unresolved key points here." Nixon sat up abruptly, took out a piece of paper from the table and wrote on it, "First, a girl who didn't show her face appeared in this video, claiming to be a servant of God. She had a one-on-one conversation with O'Casey Griffin, but was completely unaware of the person after the incident."

"Secondly, there is Elaine, the former secretary-general of O'Casey Griffin. She appeared in front of everyone as a witness of her boss's illegal and criminal acts, and she voluntarily surrendered herself to serve her sentence in prison, but no one knew about the period of time. How did she evade O'Casey's pursuit and why she risked her life to testify in court."

"Actually, there was one person who might be able to explain these two problems."

The colleague asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Ford Hill," Nixon said, spinning his pen, "the commentator who hasn't put a fart in since he's been to Port Yardley."

The colleague laughed out loud: "The relationship between you and him and Igor is really..."

As soon as Nixon's expression changed, he interrupted him: "Okay, if there is no important news today, I'll get off work first—"

"Ah, ah, look at the Star Network!" A burst of screams suddenly erupted in the office, "The Zerg sent us a message! They announced directly on the Star Network that they are willing to protect the spaceship No. Responsible for the illegal assembly of believers!!"

"'The object of belief of those cultists in your human mouth is the supreme god that our people have worshiped and followed for many years. This is an advice from the opponent: Please stop your irrational and in-depth investigation behavior, and give up the unknowable and invisible. Discuss the existence of the one who lives in the universe, let alone try to use special means to call—otherwise the consequences will no longer be bearable by any race in the universe.' That’s what the Zerg said!”

"……What did you say?!"

Time turns back to a day ago.

Ford Hill pushed open the door of a house in Kemingting Town, the 'outskirts' area of ​​the capital star: "This is the only human settlement in the same star system as the capital star. I'm sorry to bring you here To live in this kind of slightly backward town area, but I have a relatively 'loud' reputation recently, in order to avoid too many strange visitors frequently disturbing your rest, only this kind of rural village barely meets the requirements."

"Miss Erica's school application is also within the schedule. If there are no accidents, you will receive the school's feedback email in three working days. During this time, Miss Erica can also be in Kemingting Town Take a stroll around the campuses of primary and secondary schools to familiarize yourself with the campus environment in advance.”

"Erica's own identity, the local rumors in Port Yarple, and her parents and elders have all been arranged." Hugo snapped his fingers, "I found that there are many people who don't want to The theory of evil spirits is too much, and they are also putting pressure on the local media and indigenous people from another angle, so there is no problem at all, just leave it to me."

"By the way, the internet speed in Kemingting Town is quite fast."

"After all, it's relatively close to the capital." Ford smiled shortly, and still seemed not quite used to small talk, "Then, I'll take my leave first. If you have any questions, you can contact me through my newly bought mobile terminal."

He turned and hurried away.

Igor closed the gate of the villa with a small garden tightly, and when he turned around, he saw Azathoth's slightly sleepy expression: "Do you want to sleep and rest now?"