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039 Intervention, Island(1/2)

Wang Ze is not good at dealing with this kind of scene.

A young woman who was crying said some purely emotional arguments and kept using her own intuition to deny the objective truth.

But the spirit of the other party being able to come from the city on the other end of the home star is still commendable.

Her name is Qiao Ya, and she appears in the second "Ghost Appears" video. Facing the terrifying ghost, she still launches "protective" against the game characters of the deceased Zhang Li.

What is rare is that Qiao Ya has not over-adjusted her appearance in the virtual world. She is also young and beautiful, with a distinct mixed-race appearance, three-dimensional facial features and conform to the public aesthetics.

Seeing that Wang Ze could not bear it, He Qiu took the initiative to stand up.

"Ms. Qiao, thank you for your support for the police's case handling. We have made detailed records of your testimony."

"I saw it with my own eyes..."

Qiao Ya said in a trembling voice, and the female classmate who came with her was nodding seriously at this moment.

"Did Miss Qiao pay attention to the latest public opinion?" He Qiu asked.

"I saw it," Qiao Ya's voice was a little hoarse, "They were all saying that the uncle committed suicide to create public opinion storms, and there were people who spread rumors and slander, saying that the uncle... the uncle took a lot of money to his family, and then slandered Weixing Group..."

Wang Ze frowned slightly when he heard this.

No matter which case it is, the deceased is the "ghost serial murder case" of Wen Quan, Zhang Li, Gu Wanzhong, or the "cloud rail train hijacking case" of accurately blocking him and He Qiu, the five deceaseds immediately retrieved all the information they could retrieve, and their bank statements were naturally in this category.

If this kind of slander is indeed a public relations method made by Lin Weilin's team, Wang Ze's impression of her will be affected by some reason.

He Qiu whispered: "You can stabilize your emotions first. This matter is actually very complicated. Our police are also very passive now."

"Uncle can't commit suicide," Qiao Ya whispered, but her eyes were very firm.

He Qiudao: "We will announce the specific facts to the public in a timely and specific manner after sufficient evidence and clear case."

Wang Ze suddenly said: "What are you saying that?"

"Uncle is optimistic and gentle," Qiao Ya bit her lip, but looked at Wang Ze calmly and continued, "I was in a dark mood for a while. At that time, I met the uncle. He took great care of me and always said something to encourage me, teaching me to face life optimistically... I encouraged me like this until I got out of this shadow."

He Qiu asked: "How long ago was that?"

"A year ago, a year and a half ago, we met in a competitive sports game. He is my best friend," Qiao Ya murmured, "He can comfort and encourage me for half a year. He cannot commit suicide. He also wants to have a stable family."

Wang Ze said: "Miss Qiao, there is more than an hour left before the ghost will appear again, and this should be the time for him to announce all the truth.

"Now I can't persuade you anything, nor can I make any assurance to you.

"But in my sense, Zhang Li should be a pretty good person. If he can live, I want to be friends with him."

After saying that, Wang Ze nodded to Qiao Ya and said he was out of company.

Qi Ming, who had received Wang Ze's message, had already come up and started to play the role of a close sister, standing in Wang Ze's previous position.

A few minutes later, Qi Ming showed a good ability to get close to each other. He was already familiar with Qiao Ya and took Qiao Ya and her classmates to the lounge on the slightly lower floor of the building.

Next to the corridor window, Wang Ze put his hands in his pocket and looked out the window. The unchanging straight suit on his body was stained with a little dust at this moment.

He Qiu took an electric cigarette, endured it a little and then took it back.

"Don't be too stressful," He Qiu leaned against the window and whispered, "The words the ghost said, such as destroying virtual industries, are clearly moral kidnapping."

Wang Ze smiled: "Actually, I have an answer."

"Um?"

"But my answer is a bit incredible, and I don't want to interfere with it," Wang Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, "My instinct tells me that I cannot listen to the perpetrator's words, and everything must be investigated by myself.

"So, at noon, no matter how incredible or cruel the truth released by the ghost is, we cannot easily believe it and actually investigate this matter.

"Unless he can present enough evidence."

"No, what the hell is it?"

Wang Ze made a gesture of silence, and He Qiu frowned, but in the end he just scratched the back of his head irritably.

He Qiu lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell the public about this."

"Yes," Wang Ze lowered his head and fumbled in the pocket of his shirt for a while, took out a bronze-colored badge, the size of a thumb cover, and pinned it in his shirt pocket.

The border of the badge is two wheat ears, which depict the outline of the sixth star field, and in the center are three shining stars.

"What is this?" He Qiu asked in confusion.

"The Trail Blazers Medal, the Sixth Cluster, has issued a total of twelve pieces, which can be passed down from direct blood relatives, and the minimum living allowance can be 40% higher than that of ordinary people."

Wang Ze said seriously.

"What are you doing with this thing?" He Qiu glared, "Prepare to get a minimum living allowance at his mother star?"

Wang Ze slowly uttered two words: "Save your life."

He Qiu was about to tease him a few words to tell him not to be too mentally stressed, but as soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly echoed in his ears. Looking back, the entire corridor suddenly became dark, and the emergency lights at the entrance of the stairs slowly lit up.

Outside the window, the bustling city of Pearl Harbor seemed to be covered with a layer of haze. Under the bright sunshine, the lights that were lit up all year round in the buildings slowly went out.

The buildings everywhere soon lit up again. They used reserve energy.

But the population of millions in the entire city is only a small part of the area with reserve energy.

Most people either woke up in the port equipment with a surprised expression, or took off their glasses on the street with a suspicion. In several densely populated areas and compact buildings, they fell into the darkness of the day.

A cage-like island appeared in the online world of the parent star surface.

The island is completely in darkness.

“The power outage?”

He Qiu's tone couldn't help but increase a few degrees, and shouts immediately came from the corridor.

"The net was broken!"

"What's going on? What era can power outages still occur? Did the ghost do it?"

"It's a power outage in the city! I've received a text message!"

He Qiu's phone vibrated a few times, and Wang Ze soon received the same message.

[Because the city's power grid is upgraded, from 11:00 to 5:00 pm, the city has urgently needed electricity in addition to hospitals, nursing homes and other places, and the power supply will be suspended.]

Wang Ze murmured in a low voice: "That ghost's real opponent, the mouse hidden behind Weixing Group, is finally ready to show up."

...

10:54:20 am.

Pearl Harbor City, Huiyao Building.

A wholly-owned subsidiary of Weixing Group occupies the thirty-foot floor of the tallest building.

This kind of building has high-energy storage batteries. At this time, the building's energy control system also automatically shuts down various realistic augmentation equipment that consumes a lot of power to ensure the stable operation of the building's elevator and lighting system.

Outside the president's office on the top floor.

A guard wearing a camouflage uniform, standing with a gun and live ammunition, blocking the access to all directions of the corridor.

Those stubborn personal bodyguards were also stopped by these guards further and could not protect their employers in close proximity.

In the dim office, Gao Wengong lowered his head and stood in the lower head.

Three old men in suits sat on the sofa, smoking without saying a word, and two slightly younger generals of the defense force were beside the window behind him, all wearing medals of honor from the parent star parliament.

Just in front of Gao Wengong, the old man sitting behind the desk had silver-white eyebrows, age spots hung on the corners of his eyes, his skin was loose, and his breathing was mild, as if he had fallen asleep.

Gao Wengong's fingers were trembling slightly.

A general by the window spoke, "The power has been cut off."

The three politicians sitting on the sofa were obviously relieved.

"Chairman Gao," the man on the left frowned and asked, "How did you do the finishing work? Why did such a big mistake happen?"

“I have cleaned up the information in the most stringent way.”

Gao Wengong whispered:

"And the entire network is checked every five years, and the information about the Creation Titan has indeed been cleared.

"All the technicians in charge of that matter did not know the specific situation and only did server maintenance. The memory was removed from the direction, and each of them had been observed for a long time.

"More than a dozen backbones who knew the specific situation... They had accidents within three to five years and were no longer able to speak. We also conducted an investigation on their relatives and friends later.

“In theory, there shouldn’t be…”

"Don't be reasonable," the oldest politician frowned, "If you really clear all the information, how could the police find out about "Creation Titan"! How could they know that Wenrun, Wen Ruyu, was the former name of the murder deceased in "Creation Titan"?"

Gao Wengong glanced at the politician, and his expression showed some helplessness.

"Initially this case was treated as a homicide, suspected that it was someone who found the back door of the server and then wanted to hit our Dawn Street market.

"It was almost two days ago that someone reported to me and mentioned the news about the Creation Titan.

"Because the information was cleared too cleanly, I couldn't know what the four words Wenrun Ruyu meant. All of this started with the arrival of Detective Wang Ze to his mother star."

The latter didn't dare to say anything, but just snorted coldly.

"Xiao Gao," the old man behind the desk spoke slowly, and Gao Wengong immediately lowered his head.
To be continued...
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