For the first meeting of the preparatory committee, many media broadcast it live to inspire the confidence of the people.
Many people were watching the live broadcast attentively, but suddenly the sound disappeared, then several committee members showed surprised expressions, and then the image disappeared.
Many people thought it was because the signal was poor, and some even kicked the TV, but the result was still a black screen.
Immediately afterwards, the media quickly changed to other programs. They had already worked hard before making such a decision. If they had no signal, they could borrow someone else's. However, after contacting them, they learned that all the media's pictures were lost.
This makes people feel very strange. It is understandable that one camera breaks down, but there are dozens of them. It is impossible for them all to break down, and they all break down at the same time.
It doesn't matter if the machine is broken, as long as it can contact people and make some noise.
But the result disappointed them again, no one answered the phone.
In the corridor outside, a guy was smoking. He threw half of his cigarette butt in the trash can and said to himself: "The meeting should be almost over. I am also very sad and sad that the God's toilet was bombed, but there is no need to cancel it. My vacation, this is the vacation I have been looking forward to for a year, it is too much."
This guy was dragged back from vacation. Because he was upset, he sneaked out to smoke. Little did he know that the cigarette he just had saved his life.
He opened the door gently, and the silence inside made him feel something was wrong. When he took a closer look, all the reporters and cameramen fell to the ground, and the committee members were also lying on the table.
"What's going on? Miss Masako, what's wrong with you? Cheer up." He first helped up the female reporter who came with him, but the other party didn't cooperate at all. He tried hard for a long time without success, and then he realized that the reporter had no breath. .
He was startled and quickly put his hand under the nose of the other person, who was also not breathing.
Everyone was dead. At this moment, he felt a vibration in the pocket where he was holding his cell phone. Before entering the conference room, everyone was ordered to turn off their ringtones.
When he took out his mobile phone, he found that everyone's pockets were vibrating.
He picked it up, and before the other party could speak, he shouted: "They are all dead, everyone is dead..."
Wow wow wow wow...
The police rushed to the scene quickly, and criminal investigators and forensic doctors simultaneously investigated the scene. This incident added another layer of shadow to the already clouded hearts of the Sun Country people.
The forensic doctor quickly concluded: "These people were poisoned by a neurotoxin that can kill people within fifteen seconds without any pain."
The policeman asked: "Where is the transmission route?"
"Air." The forensic doctor said: "Toxins can spread quickly in the air. Even in a well-sealed room, they will disappear without a trace within three minutes. You know, it only takes fifteen seconds to cause death." , once inhaled, there is no cure.”
The policeman went crazy and shouted: "This toxin should be banned. There are countries in the world that can produce it."
The forensic doctor blushed and whispered: "It was banned ten years ago. This toxin was developed by our Sun Country people, and later the Americans also mastered it. Except for these two countries, no one can produce it. "
Another thing he didn't say was that after the people of the Sun Country mastered the manufacturing technology, they tried their best to conceal it. It wasn't until the Americans discovered it several years later that they had to take the initiative to ban it. As for whether it was used by others during this period, Plagiarism, no one knows.
The policeman's eyes widened: "What are you talking about? We and the Americans are the only ones who have mastered this technology. Are they Americans?"
The forensic doctor shook his head and said, "It's up to you to investigate."
The police were dumbfounded. If this news were leaked out again, the Kingdom of the Sun would be really embarrassed in front of the people of the world.
The previous crash in the East China Sea and the failed salvage, the sinking of military ships one after another, coupled with the subsequent armed merchant ship incident, and the bombing of the sacred toilet, in fact, their face has already been completely humiliated, and it doesn't matter if they lose a little more.
In the end, the police, military and government chose to remain silent. The external explanation was that the people in the house were poisoned and died. As for what kind of poison they were poisoned, no clear answer was given.
Some people who study metaphysics immediately jumped out and said that this was a punishment from God. The bombing of the sacred toilet was retribution. These people had to plan to rebuild it. It was normal to be punished by God.
This statement began to spread at an extremely fast speed. The police spent a lot of effort to find out the source of the rumor. It actually came from a Chinese person's comment on the news, and this person had returned to the Kingdom of China and the Kingdom of the Sun. The police are simply beyond their reach.
The monks in the Divine Toilet believe that this matter is not that simple and may be related to Qin Feng they are looking for.
A group of people searched everywhere like crazy, and found a lot of clues, but every time they were one step behind.
Located in the underground part of a high-end office building in Tokyo, a secret laboratory is conducting experiments. Several people in white coats stand in front of a stainless steel cylinder that is more than three meters high and one meter five in diameter.
At this time, two people came from the side, one of whom was sitting in a wheelchair, and the other was responsible for pushing the wheelchair.
The man in the wheelchair is about sixty years old, his face is full of old wrinkles, and his complexion is not very good. It seems that he is the kind of person who has been buried for most of his life.
He picked up the microphone hanging on his collar and put it against his throat, making a hoarse voice: "Is things going smoothly? To what point is it going?"
A group of people immediately bowed to him and the leader in a white coat replied: "Boss, the process is very smooth. If nothing goes wrong, you will see the results soon."
The old guy put on an ugly smile and said, "That's good. If my son can really be resurrected, each of you will receive a batch of huge rewards."
"Thank you, Mr. Nakamura." Several people saluted again.
The old guy's name is Naoo Nakamura, and he is the second-generation leader of the Nakamura Group. Due to paralysis of his legs and various illnesses, he retreated behind the scenes very early and handed over the management of the huge business group to his son.
His son is Shunnan Nakamura.
Back then, Nakamura Junnan was shot dead by Master Qin with a cold shot. The bullet hit his heart and he died immediately.
But everyone still sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment. It was found that his heart had just stopped beating and his brain was not dead. After a series of first aid measures, his brain was saved.
Nao Nakamura came out again. Through various social relationships established when he was young, he asked someone to buy a top-secret technology from Germany, spent a lot of money to build sophisticated experimental equipment, and invited authorities in several disciplines to carry out his son's resurrection plan.
As for what will come out of the stainless steel barrel, whether it is alive or dead, no one can guarantee it. After all, technology is purchased, and no one can give a clear statement on the result.