conspiracy news agency

The next day after that, the school was unusually peaceful, as if that incident had never happened.

Because according to the work assigned on the duty list, today is the place where I am on duty in the club activity room.Although I didn't quite understand the difference between being on duty in the club room and being on duty in the dormitory, I didn't ask about it just like I still don't know the main job of the news agency.

If you ask why, then I can only say that now I have understood the fact that there are some things in this world that we mortals cannot understand in our lifetime.

I calmly bought a fake M's hamburger from the cafeteria, and then prepared to buy a bottle of yogurt in a porcelain bottle at the ice shop on the second floor as usual, but found that the ice shop was not open.

"Eh? Is the owner lazy?"

I was talking to myself, and regretfully left the ice shop and walked to the club activity room.

Speaking of the club activity room of the news agency, it is also one of the incredible features of this mysterious club.At first I thought that all clubs would have their own activity room, but then I realized that was just my own delusion.

Come to think of it, there are about 80 clubs, large and small, in this school.If all clubs have their own activity rooms, I am afraid that a building should be built specially for club activities, right?

But obviously, this kind of thing cannot happen in this country.In fact, I haven't seen a second student organization that actually has its own room, other than the Student Union.

Of course, if sports clubs are to be excluded.

In other words, in the entire club system of University C, there are probably no clubs with the concept of "club room" except for the news agency.

However, this is not the key reason why it can be called a news agency.

If there is a mysterious and serious feeling that makes the news club look different from other clubs, it is because the club activity room of the news club is in a place where ordinary students don't often come and go.

Although compared with middle schools, universities do not have the strict division of floors or areas according to grades.However, the classroom where the club room is located... no, the building where the more appropriate room should be called an office is the only building in the entire school that is completely used for teachers' offices.

Because I have been in and out many times, I have already figured out some of the components.In addition to the management offices of the various colleges, the principal and other high-level campus figures also exist in this building.

Every time I think of this place, I will quicken my pace, walk through the lobby and walk into the elevator with a business-like smile from the service staff of the property company.

However, as the number of times increased, this vigilance against unfamiliar environments also faded along with my freshness on the university campus.Now I can wear ordinary casual clothes, walk through the automatic door in the center of the foyer, and walk through the automatic door in the center of the hall with an oil-stained fast food wrapping paper bag. In the elevator.

However, maybe this is called extreme joy begets sorrow, just at the moment when the elevator was about to close, a hand stretched in through the crack of the door to block the closing of the elevator.

"Excuse me"

Walking into the enclosed space with the sound was an older man in formal attire. The neatly tailored but not completely docile suit made his image look mature and stable, and the amount of oil was mixed with one or two strands of white hair. Combing into a classic parted hairstyle.

"Which floor do you want to go to?"

Because of the surprise, I didn't press the number of floors all the time, and pressed a number in a panic under the gentle questioning of the other party with a slight smile.

"Huh? Brother, are you going to this floor?"

I hurriedly raised my head to look at the panel, and found that my finger was on the 6th floor that was already lit up, not the 5th floor where the club room is located.

"Sorry...I pressed the wrong button."

So, why should I apologize?Probably because the atmosphere of the middle-aged and elderly women's friend exuded from the other party made me breathless.But then again, I am not a middle-aged woman.

After pressing the button on the 5th floor again, I cautiously moved a small step to the other side of the elevator, trying to keep a safe distance without being noticed by the other party.

"Actually, if you want to go to the 6th floor, I don't have any objections."

Just after the elevator dinged, he said these words.For a moment, I didn't know whether to get out of the elevator or listen to what he had to say, so I staggered out of the elevator and looked back to see him still with a modest smile on his face.

"However, let's forget about it today, one day you will go to the 6th floor."

I didn't take a deep breath until the elevator door closed slowly, separating the pressure from the elders' care from me.

The paper bag in my hand was already sweating, and I plunged into the club activity room like the rest of my life.

Who was that just now?What is the situation?Why do you say that?

Totally clueless, but the only thing I know is, that guy must be a really, really good guy.No matter how good it is, even Bai Anshun and Du Juan can't compare with it.

Although the other party did not have any hostility in the behavior just now, even kindness can make people feel a huge "goodwill" that cannot be refused.It was an absolute power that no one could refuse, as if it had amplified the disorganized and nonsensical pride of Senior Tian Yu a hundred times.

Quickly turn on the computer and log in to the school's website. Although the speed of the school's website is extremely slow, the user experience is also very bad.But I still recognized the face of the person just now from the wrong version of the page.

One of the two people at the very top of the page, that honorable position that not even the school's insanely slow internet could shake its rights to—because no matter how slow the page loads, they'd always be shown first.

No way...Principal?

I buried my head in the keyboard and remained silent for three seconds, then looked up suddenly, hoping that it was a misunderstanding caused by a typographical error on the web page.

But it is obvious that the absolute power of that person also plays a vital role at this moment.No matter how much I hypnotized myself, I couldn't erase the fact that I was a student walking lazily in the staff building in casual clothes with a fast food bag, and this fact...was seen by the principal.

Ever since I was punished by Tian Yu-senpai last time, I have been hit by irritability that I have never experienced before. I am so tired... No, I should just die...

As a result, I didn't do anything this afternoon - although I didn't need to do anything - but it wasn't until 7 o'clock that I realized that I was alone in the club room so far today.

Although it is true that she is on duty, Senior Tian Yu comes over almost every day.Speaking of which, this office not only has a wide view, but also has air conditioning. Compared with the student dormitory, except that there is no bed, it is better no matter how you look at it.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that sister Tian Yu sometimes comes here for self-study or writing documents.But in most cases, the senior is always chatting with someone on QQ, or suddenly picks up a phone call and says something unknown.And I usually spend my time on the continuity and derivative of the function, and occasionally go to other places to run errands to get something according to the requirements of my senior sister.

So, if senior sister doesn't come like today, this place will completely become my own study room.

After reviewing the calculus that the boss had just started, I took a look at the time and it was only 8 o'clock.According to the senior sister's request, the staff on duty can't leave until 10 o'clock in order to deal with "emergencies" - although I don't know what an emergency is.

So, I turned on the shared laptop on the table and prepared to start stealing the public traffic charges of the club.Speaking of which, this laptop or... the community public Internet account bound to this laptop can be regarded as the second mysterious place of this society, right?

Because, I really don't know how much money it will take to charge the traffic of a large C online account to Unlimited9.However, this account can only be used on this laptop in this club activity room. It is the biggest regret that the two conditions are indispensable.Otherwise, according to the tariff of the campus network of C University, I can become a billionaire just by selling traffic at half price.

When I opened the social network, I was shocked by the dazzling red number in the unread reminder in the lower right corner.

300...! ?

Aside from last night's status, I've never been so politely treated as a socially blind person.In other words, I have absolutely no memory of what I posted that sparked a social effect, so why are there so many messages about me?

Somebody in me clicked on the news alert excitedly, but found that all the news came from an album called "Last night's car accident photos, it looks so painful... I don't know if I'm still alive or not".

I hurriedly clicked in. There was only one photo, but it had enough impact.

It was the distorted body of a young girl I had seen last night, lying in the rain mixed with blood.

The photo was taken from above, just enough to capture the appearance of [this] "corpse", and as if for humanity, a mosaic was placed on the girl's face.

And the reason why I received so many messages is because the owner of this album added the following description below the photo:

Observer@罗浩峰@杜鸡

Only my name is hyperlinked and Dujuan's is not, presumably because Dujuan is not registered with the social network.

However, I quickly realized the unnaturalness - in this social network, only friends can circle people in comments or descriptions, but I have no impression of the owner of this album.

"The owner of the album...Ye Gucheng?"

In my mind, a handsome young man dressed in white raised his telephoto camera in his spare time to take a picture of this amazing scene on the top floor of C University Library.

The point is... there is a mosaic on the photo.

No, it is absolutely impossible.In general, as long as you click on this person's personal homepage, you can know what kind of existence this account is.

There is no privacy permission setting at all, and there are advertisements for the fourth and sixth grades and postgraduate entrance examination answers carelessly placed on Timeline, probably a zombie account accidentally added at some point.

However, the reason why it is called a zombie account means that it is not managed by a real person, but an advertising account that is mass-registered by a machine to distribute content in batches.And the photo album in front of me and this precise circle of people and descriptions are definitely not behaviors that any machine can do.

And even worse are the comments below the photo:

"I saw it too. Although I didn't see the corpse, there was a lot of blood."

"I can't survive like this, right?"

"The murderer must be punished severely!"

"Rest in peace……"

………………

There are about [-] messages like this, and it is these [-] messages that have become the [-] messages in my message list.

No, no, there must be something strange about this matter.I have a vague feeling that this is not what Du Juan or Bai Anshun did, or even what they expected.But I couldn't tell where the error occurred. I tried to reply but found that there was no effective information to convey.

Because, I don't know if this girl is still alive.

He took out his mobile phone, found the name of Senior Tian Yu in the contacts, hesitantly pressed it, and there was a cold mechanical answer from the opposite side:

"The person you are calling is temporarily unavailable."

I tried a few more times and it was still the same. The uneasiness in my heart continued to rise as the number of photo sharing increased by a few every time I refreshed.Not giving up, I sent another text message to Senior Tian Yu, attaching the URL of the photo and a simple description.

But I haven't waited for the news that "the other party has received the text message". It seems that Tian Yu-senpai is really in some other world that cannot be touched by radio waves. I am secretly sad.

He hastily turned off the computer, packed up his books, and trotted all the way back to the dormitory.

What made me even more disturbed was that Bai Anshun was actually looking at something intently in front of the computer, which was rare.

"I said you, if you have time to sit in front of the computer and browse social networks, why not try social networking?" This is what Bai Anshun, a de-electrification faction, said to me two weeks after the start of school.

For Bai Anshun, besides doing research and writing reports, there are almost no other uses in front of the computer, and the Internet is only a unilateral source of knowledge acquisition.For a "tall, handsome and rich" like Bai Anshun, it is completely incomprehensible that we poor people can only see the pain of "Bai Fumei" on social networks.

In other words, for Bai Anshun, who lacks the fundamental motivation to "swipe the Internet", but honestly sits in front of the computer and browses social networks at this hour, then there must be some reason why he has to do so.

And... the moment I entered the door, Bai Anshun seemed to switch the interface quickly.

"Yo~ what are you doing?"

I pretended not to know and walked over, leaned on his shoulder and looked at his screen?

"Don't look~" Bai Anshun made a look of pushing me, but he didn't intend to push me away at all.

Although 90% of the screen is filled with a scantily clad loli with big breasts, I know that this meat man is just something to hide, although it is the opposite of what is usually used to hide.

"So you like this type?" I continued to act with Bai Anshun, sneered and locked Bai Anshun's neck with my right arm.

"No...you know I love you the most..."

No, I almost missed and really killed him just now.

I sighed, let go of Bai Anshun and pointed to the top and bottom of the screen.

"I mean, so you like doing this kind of thing?"

The upper position is a tab in the background of the browser, the title is "Album - last night's car accident...", while the lower part is an instant messaging chat window, the title is "Dujuan - Now..."

Bai Anshun lowered his head in embarrassment, like a child whose lies have been exposed.As I said before, even though I knew that the expression in front of me might just be a fake, I still didn't want to let Bai Anshun fall into such a dilemma.

"Don't show such a sad expression, I'm not saying that I will continue to interfere in this matter."

"Huh?" Bai Anshun looked at me in surprise, as if it didn't sound like what I said just now.

But...it's really not my style to treat people who are in trouble, even if I know I can't do anything.However, in this matter, I always feel that it was my own momentary mistake that brought so much trouble to the other party.

Therefore, prohibiting myself from continuing to intervene in this matter can be regarded as a punishment for myself.If even Du Juan and Bai Anshun can't keep Shang Qianhua alive, then I can only bear the heavy crime of causing the loss of other people's lives due to my own fault.

But at least please let me die happily, don't be forced to death by my adrenal glands in the cruel suspicion like Russian roulette like now.

"I just want to know how that girl is doing now..."

Bai Anshun shook his head, and then said the result I expected: "It's still in a state of 'life and death', but according to President Du Juan, it won't last long if it goes on like this."

"That means...you will definitely die..."

I clenched my fist unconsciously, waiting for Bai Anshun to pull the final trigger, but Bai Anshun waved his hand in surprise.

"I didn't say that~! There should be a way! In this situation, as long as we can continue to expand the range of observers and guide them a little..."

Bai Anshun looked at me with a puzzled face and ended the explanation that was like a bible to me, and then told me firmly:

"In short, as long as you believe, there is still a way! After all, as long as Shang Qianhua has a 1% chance of being alive, miracles will still exist."

After hearing what Bai Anshun said, why do I always feel that the girl is hopeless?Bai Anshun seemed to have noticed this from my contemptuous expression, and said in a coquettish tone with some disgust:

"I hate it! Lord Luo Haofeng has turned bad after only one month of school, don't you even believe my words!"

Who the hell turned bad, bastard! ?And what happened to the realistic tears in the corners of the eyes! !

"You kill me!"

A not-so-pretty hack successfully distanced himself from Bai Anshun, who was trying to attack me badly, but Bai Anshun didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, so let's just trust him again.