In the Science Sect, Ai Siwei is the more capable of the younger generation, and although he sits in the position of the master of the creative hall, he is also proficient in various scientific skills.

I saw that he was operating several unknown machines in the dark night, and the invisible information in the air was circulating, and the entire Taoyuan Country had undergone changes that were invisible to the naked eye.

The late returnees wandering the streets, the women and children cooking at home, and the phones in their sleeves all shook the ground.

The only unified action in the entire Taoyuan country is now - take out the phone and check the news.

There is no caller ID on the phone, no text message prompts, only a picture - the main entrance of the Imperial City Daily.

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the phone: "Friends of Taoyuan Country, I am a reporter of the telephone newspaper, and I will take you to explore the truth about the haunting of the Imperial City Daily." ”

Wang Jiuguang hid his whereabouts at Cuicui's instigation, and only the phone in charge of filming floated out of thin air.

"It's ready. The old man lowered his voice in the dark, yes, he was the master of the hall.

The picture on the phone gradually approached the door of the Imperial City Daily, and Wang Jiuguang carefully tried to make the floating phone as inconspicuous as possible.

The picture begins to show the busy work of the newspaper employees, working in the sunset, as if they are racing against the last ray of sunshine.

Cuicui exchanged a look with Ai Siwei in the dark, and Ai Siwei made an "OK" gesture.

A translucent input box appears below the screen of each person's phone.

Soon, the first person to eat a crab appeared - a comma floated on the screen.

Then, many sentences scrolled across the screen.

"What the hell is this, why can't you quit?"

"Who are you?"

"Why did it suddenly pop out of this picture?"

......

The captivating bass resounded: "Ladies and gentlemen, be uneasy. Now I will reveal the secrets of the Imperial City Newspaper for you, please don't leave, let us uncover the mask of hypocrites together. ”

The employees in the frame are still busy working, and no one notices that the camera angle is in a dead corner where it is impossible to stand on people.

What should come will always come.

A stack of papers suddenly slipped out of the employee's hands, but instead of falling to the ground, they drifted into the air.

They seem to be unconstrained by gravity and just hover in the air.

In the dark, the corners of Cuicui's lips hooked slightly, pour it, Huangcheng Newspaper.

A document suddenly floats to the camera, revealing a near-human face.

Suddenly, the barrage was brushed crazy.

"Mother, Lao Tzu's phone is flying!"

"The Imperial City Newspaper is haunted!"

"It's so scary, I don't dare to look at it, I'm going to have nightmares at night!"

......

Cuicui shook her head in the dark, this year's netizens are too timid, with her experience in watching horror movies, she can completely predict the situation just now. At the same time, she is a little gloating that a timid person like her will be able to laugh at others one day.

Ai Si adjusted the machine, and his face suddenly changed: "Teacher Cuicui! ”

Cuicui was shocked, the signal can't be broken, this little trick just now is not enough for the Imperial City Newspaper to fall, in case it is self-defeating, but it will increase the heat of it.

If you want to bring down a force, you must do it thoroughly, it's not that Cuicui is ruthless, but you can't leave a chance for the Imperial City Newspaper to fight back.

Jiang Chuan was standing next to Ai Siwei at this time, staring at his flying ten fingers and the messy prompt box on the machine.

"Only the Tiangui clan has such technology. Jiang Chuan said.

"Hmm. Fine beads of sweat oozed from Aisi's forehead, and he was too nervous to reply.

Cuicui gritted her teeth, and after a little eye contact with a few people around her, she immediately came to a conclusion. She has been using her touch-screen mobile phone to connect to the ancestor, and now she whispered into the phone: "Jiuguang ancestor, the big move is released in advance." ”

"Good. ”

As soon as the words fell, the lights on the first floor of the Imperial City Daily went out, and the figures suddenly became numerous, and it was impossible to distinguish which person was real and which was false.

Those employees gradually discovered the dilemma around them, and even found those "people" around them who couldn't tell who they were.

They panicked and called out to their familiar work partners, but in such a chaotic scene, it was difficult to get a response.

The ancestor looked at the phone in his hand, and for some reason, the screen flickered, but he didn't notice the slightest ghostly energy.

The few people standing outside the newspaper office knew that it was the Tiangui clan playing ghosts.

"I'm sorry, guys, but the footage isn't very stable depending on the location. The ancestor explained solemnly, he didn't know that the flickering screen added some weird senses.

At this time, the barrage jumped wildly.

"I still can't believe in ghosts. ”

"It's scary~~~~"

"It can't be a malicious planting!"

Wang Jiuguang looked at this last barrage and smiled, he is a smart person, but it doesn't matter if he is suspicious, the real hammer will come soon.

I don't know if Ai Siwei's operation worked, the video slowly stabilized, and those extra figures slowly became clear.

It's okay to be blurry, but once it becomes clear, the atmosphere becomes more and more terrifying, and through the phone screen, everyone realizes a problem.

The men walked in a strange way, as if some of their joints were twisted, and their elbows and elbows were supporting their bodies at incredible angles. Yes, everyone realizes that they are not alive.

At this moment, the barrage immediately changed the direction of the wind.

"Damn, it's terrible. ”

"Don't dare to cross the road in front of the Imperial City Newspaper Office again!"

"I don't dare to buy the newspaper of the Imperial City Newspaper anymore, I feel so unlucky!"

......

That's right, that's the review they want to see.

Outside the newspaper office, Ai Siwei stared at the machine screen tightly, his eyes radiated essence, his fingers flew in the air, and even brought out the afterimage, he had reached a supergod state at this time.

Several people next to them stood silently, although they all wanted to ask about the situation at this time, but no one dared to speak. No one dared to disturb him, and Ai Siwei held the key to the success of tonight's live broadcast.

Needless to say, everyone knows that the situation is not optimistic. At this time, Xiaohong had an idea, turned around and rushed into the Imperial City Newspaper.

"What are you going to do?" asked Cuicui, looking at Xiaohong's back.

Jiang Chuan grabbed Cuicui: "Don't worry, Xiaohong is very reliable." ”

So the following picture appeared in the live broadcast -

A woman with messy hair anxiously rushed through the pile of dead people, gasping for breath and pounding the window and then the door, but when she did, blood flowed from the window and door.

"Help me, help me, will anyone help me out!" the woman's mournful cry for help echoed in the ears of everyone watching.

No one helped her, everyone was only concerned about their own lives.

Eventually, a non-human knocked her down, and after a long scream, the woman was silent.

"Oh my God, it's horrible, it's dead!"

"It's so bad luck, this place is never going to be able to go again!"

......

The frantic barrage almost covered the entire picture, and just as the comments were rushing to a climax, the screen suddenly went dark, and everyone's phone screen went black.