The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao had no idea of ​​Zhang Ruolin's regret and resentment. She was waiting for the night to fall so that she could submit her manuscript!

Oh my, I have worked so hard to write so much, I have to let everyone see it to make it real!

As usual, Shen Wenjiao changed her clothes, opened the window, climbed onto the roof, and quickly jumped from the roof to several of the most famous newspaper offices in Shanghai Beach.

These newspapers were all carefully selected by Shen Wenjiao. The backers behind each newspaper are all tough guys who are not afraid of the threats from the Japanese.

Shen Wenjiao smiled bitterly as she looked at the newspaper office in front of her where there seemed to be people still working. It turned out that overtime work was a constant in all times and places, both in China and abroad!

I was originally planning to submit it quietly, but this is a bit scary.

Shen Wenjiao took out an extra-large slingshot, tied up the various documents that had been put together with stones, aimed at the lighted window, and shot.

"Bang!" As soon as the sound of the window breaking came, Shen Wenjiao immediately put away her slingshot and left. She had to go to five newspaper offices tonight! Time was short and the task was heavy.

Editor-in-Chief Huo might have been having some bad luck recently. Shen Wenjiao was clearly aiming well, but he suddenly stood up, and a large bag of stones carrying documents happened to hit him on the head.

He touched the big bump on his head that was bleeding, shivered in the cold wind, and looked at the culprit lying on the ground.

What kind of person is this! He actually threw stones at his submissions. He should never sit in an office with windows again. It's too damn dangerous!

To be honest, Editor-in-Chief Huo has never seen such an unexpected way of submitting a manuscript as Shen Wenjiao in his life.

"Editor-in-chief, are you okay?" Editor Qiu, who was also working overtime on manuscripts, heard the noise and hurried over. He opened the office door, letting the cold wind become even stronger.

"Hiss, it's okay~ My window is broken, I'll go to your office for a while." Editor-in-Chief Huo took out a handkerchief and pressed it on his head. He shivered and his voice was full of helplessness.

"Ah, you, how about I take you to the hospital!" Editor Qiu looked at his miserable appearance, avoided the broken glass on the ground, and tiptoed over to support him.

"It's okay, just a little skin breakage. Look, the bleeding has stopped. Let's take a look at this unusual submission!"

Why did Chief Editor Huo firmly believe that what Shen Wenjiao threw so violently was a manuscript? Because Shen Wenjiao used an envelope commonly used for manuscript submissions, and Chief Editor Huo didn't know how many times he had to open it a day!

Editor Qiu saw that Chief Editor Huo was fine, and became extremely curious about this unique submission.

The two watched it together. At first, they were frightened to the point of breaking out in cold sweats by the various disgusting and scary photos provided by Shen Wenjiao, and then they became even more flustered.

Editor Qiu was younger than Chief Editor Huo after all. He touched the hairs on his body that had involuntarily stood up and said with lingering fear, "Editor-in-Chief, is this bacteria really that scary? It feels much scarier than smallpox~"

This is true. Although smallpox is terrible, some people can survive it. It is not a 100% mortality rate. But in order to emphasize the terribleness of this bacterial virus, Shen Wenjiao made it 100% fatal.

"Yes, that's possible! I heard about the Black Death when I was studying abroad. Quite a lot of people died of that disease." Chief Editor Huo touched the hairs on his body that were standing upright, and the panic in his heart spread unconsciously.

You have to know that in modern times, when most people see similar zombie apocalyptic novels and movies for the first time, they will feel fear and panic. After all, no one can tell whether such a thing is true or not.

"Editor-in-chief, do you think the Japanese are crazy? They actually want to do this kind of experiment. Are they really not afraid at all?"

Editor Qiu slowly got rid of the goose bumps on his body and finally had the mood to look at other things. But when he saw the Saito family's laboratory construction proposal report, he felt terrible.

There really are such crazy people in this world!

"Who knows? Tomorrow's manuscripts are all on hold. Now that this has been delivered, let's report it directly. Don't miss any photos. They are all evidence."

In wartime, human life is worthless, and the lives of people in the invaded countries are even less valuable. If the Japanese really have such an idea, it is not difficult to understand that they use their own people to test drugs and conduct experiments.

Editor-in-Chief Huo has thought more than Editor Qiu. Didn't he see that the Japanese document proposed using this bacteria and virus to conduct some kind of bacteriological warfare? It's already mentioned fighting, who else can it be used on? Nine out of ten times, it's their own countrymen~

What a bunch of beasts! They are going to drag us all into the water and die together!

While Chief Editor Huo and Editor Qiu were reading the letter, Shen Wenjiao had already quickly submitted the manuscript to four other newspapers!

After completing this task, Shen Wenjiao's steps as she ran home became much lighter. Haha, I wonder how lively Shanghai will be tomorrow~

When Shen Wenjiao was clinging to the fourth-floor window and preparing to go home, she happened to meet Jian Xingzhi, who had woken up at some point and was standing at the window admiring the moon with nothing to do.

Jian Xingzhi's eyes widened slightly, and he raised his hand and greeted her without any surprise, "Hi~ Good evening~ Miss Feng~"

Shen WenjiaoΣ(?д?|||)??was so frightened that her entire body became rigid, not knowing what to do with her hands and feet.

Ah~ Isn't Dr. Jian already asleep? No, she was wrapped so tightly, how did Dr. Jian recognize her? Is there any justice in the world? Wow, Dr. Jian has a great figure~

Shen Wenjiao was confused for a moment, staring stupidly at Dr. Jian's half-naked upper body.

"It's a bit cold outside. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?" Jian Xingzhi looked at Shen Wenjiao, who was a black mass with only one eye left in front of him, and kindly invited her through the window.

Shen Wenjiao didn't know what she was thinking. Not only did she not run away immediately, but she also obediently went in through the window opened by Dr. Jian!

I'm not afraid, if it doesn't work out, I can just kill her to silence her. Now it seems that Dr. Jian seems to be quite nice to her! I don't know who he is and what he thinks~

Shen Wenjiao held the hot coffee that the other party gave her but didn't dare to really drink it. The other party was a doctor! Wouldn't it be easy to get some drugs or poisons?

Jian Xingzhi looked at Shen Wenjiao's tense appearance, pointed at the table, and said directly, "Ms. Feng, or Miss Shen~"

When Shen Wenjiao heard Dr. Jian talking about her, Miss Shen, she became even more nervous. She held the coffee cup in one hand, and the other hand had already secretly touched the dagger she used most easily! She was always ready to help Dr. Jian shut up immediately if there was anything wrong with him.

Jian Xingzhi glanced at Shen Wenjiao's hand that was about to take the dagger, and took a sip of the coffee in his hand calmly.

"Would you like to take orders together and make some money?"

Huh? This sudden turn of events almost caused Shen Wenjiao to break her waist.