Latent Syndrome

Chapter 100 99. Website Secrets

The next night.

An independent building on an abandoned street in Xiusk District is one of the few places in the entire city with electricity and light shining from the windows.

News of yesterday's attack and the death of the mayor, something that has been extremely rare since the 1950s, has spread not just in Southern California but throughout the world.

Not only the passengers who died on the plane, but also a large number of burning plane wreckage falling from high altitude also caused some casualties. Even the President of the Freedom Alliance has come forward to say that this deliberate attack will attach great importance to this matter and will punish all crimes involved. Those who do so will be severely punished.

It was a shabby space without any furniture, and the only lighting tool was a desk lamp. Di Wei was surfing the Internet and browsing the news on a desktop computer.

He found that on many video websites, some of the comments below were blaming the incompetence of functional agencies. Since the security issues in Southern California had not been resolved in the past, emotional problems had been accumulating, and now they were finally detonated.

The scolding is as unpleasant as it sounds.

Di Biao was completely opposed to this. Instead, he expressed his condolences to the dead mayor and his understanding of the functional departments that handled the incident. He typed words on the keyboard in an extremely unfamiliar manner, clicking with one finger on each hand. , input a large number and then publish it.

[These politicians did not fall from the sky. 】

[It’s not like he traveled from some parallel world. 】

[They come from your family, community, school, and the most stupid thing is. 】

[They are elected by the people. 】

[For me, it’s the people who are the fools. 】

[Join the Testicular Cancer Support Association and become a Smart guy. 】

After Di Wei spent a full two minutes typing this sentence, he sent it out, but it was blocked in less than ten seconds.

His expression was extremely gloomy. He was so fucking amazing. Why was he not blocked when he insulted politicians? Instead, he was blocked. It must be that the website administrators knew that they wanted people to vent their emotions to a certain extent and only allowed idiots to express their opinions without dialectics. It seems extremely stupid and unconvincing to get likes from a mentally retarded person with cerebral palsy, and ban and delete comments that hit the nail on the head, in order to achieve a kind of exquisite control that transcends the realm of sainthood.

boom! boom! boom!

“Stupid people, stupid free speech, Fuck everybody.”

Di Wei picked up the keyboard and banged it on the table like crazy. He finally typed out such a long paragraph, but all his efforts were in vain.

After a while, he stopped.

Since the keyboard was completely useless, he had to use the system's built-in soft keyboard to enter the URL. He skillfully entered a membership-based porn website.

Then use the soft keyboard to enter the account password. You can find out in the upper right corner of the page that he is an annual member and can browse all the videos on the website smoothly. After selecting the key option of married, he selected a slightly heavy cover and started watching it. .

Just after ten minutes of watching it with great interest.

Suddenly someone pushed in the door. The moment Di Biao heard the door lock tab closing, he immediately closed the web page and refreshed the desktop.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Di Wei said impatiently, he knew for sure.

The first rule is not to mention its name.

The second rule is there can be no doubt.

The only people who came to this point were members of the Luo City branch council. These were either people who had made significant contributions or were relatively powerful infected people.

"I'm just saying something."

Heath was smoking a cigarette, his expression as cold as ever, as if nothing had happened. Even at this moment, the Countermeasures Bureau was still monitoring his location in real time, and the special material bomb in his brain could kill him at any time.

"speed."

Because there was a problem on the way to Heath yesterday, it seemed that he was fighting a very strong non-camp infected person, and he couldn't get the photography equipment he was asked to bring, so Di Biao had to find time to let people go.

"Terry is dead."

Heath said calmly that the actual situation was that he did not know whether Terry was dead or not, but Gray claimed that he was so. It was very likely that he had been sent to their experimental base and suffered long-term torture, but there was no doubt that he would not be able to return. Come, his mind has no strategic value.

And the requirement of the Countermeasures Bureau is that he should report a piece of valid information every five days, otherwise the bomb will explode directly.

Heath didn't dare to refuse, that woman would definitely do it.

"Is there a whole body?"

Di Wei asked casually, preparing to spend some burial expenses to let Heath go. He remembered that Terry had no family, so he saved a pension.

Heath denied it.

Di Wei was speechless, but it was okay, even the burial expenses were saved, and he gave Heath a few hundred dollars. Several members who died because of the hijacking of the passenger plane had brothers and sisters, including a disabled sister, so A large amount of pension was given, and various expenditures also caused financial stress.

"It's time to drink and drink, and it's time to hire prostitutes and hire prostitutes. Come on and get out of here."

He didn't want his rare quality time to be interrupted.

"There was a big move yesterday, what are the next steps?"

Heath asked straightforwardly, showing no fear of being exposed at all. It doesn't mean that Di Biao's palace is not deep. At least in Heath's opinion, he is a highly confident person. To put it nicely, he is informal, and to put it worst, he is informal. A bit stupid, but not bad at all. Anyway, he is just a perverted idiot with a funny brain.

"do nothing."

"Everyone is quite tired. It's time for a vacation. Let's take two days off first."

"Those people will find something to do on their own."

Di Wei responded perfunctorily, saying that SCT does not have a salary system. The management system is that SCT takes the lead in arranging all affairs. Other organizations must either join as sub-organizations or be destroyed. There is only a share of the managers of other organizations, and the funds are freely controlled by them. .

Although the staff at the headquarters have various benefits and stable salaries, they are the SCT members of the headquarters and branches after all. They are paid on a piece-by-piece basis, but those with establishments have pensions. Others are paid according to tasks, and soap is extracted. , give money, produce a bomb, give money, kill people from the Countermeasures Bureau, give money, rob a bank OK, you have to pay 50% of taxes.

In short, SCT can even play a certain role in maintaining public security, because if someone other than theirs is responsible for robbing a bank, they will directly issue a reward order to kill them and monopolize this industry.

If there is no work, these people will find things to do on their own. Di Wei believes that there is no need to take action now. As long as these people go out and commit crimes crazily under the protection of SCT, and continue to cause a blow to credibility, when it reaches the appropriate level, only You need a final touch before you can enter the third stage.

"Then why don't you go out for a drink? It's boring for you to be alone."

Heath felt a little uneasy. If he didn't have the information, he would really die. Maybe if he drank a little wine, he would get excited and talk.

"Haha, get out of here in three seconds. When the time comes to run for mayor, I'll take you with me to be cool."

Di Wei was speechless.

"Running for mayor?"

Heath didn't expect Di Wei to say it casually.

"I don't know either. I'll tell you when the time comes, 3."

Di Wei began to count.

Heath had no choice but to leave in despair.

After confirming that Heath was gone, Di Wei locked the door, logged into the website again, and took out a box of tissue paper from the drawer.