Just 10 minutes earlier, Git, an independent journalist, had been chatting with his men in his interview van to pass the time.

The so-called 'independent journalists' are news hyenas who work alone. Git makes money by providing the most timely news content to major news organizations.

Car accident scenes, homicide scenes, robbery scenes, scandal scenes. Dig into the deepest inside story and you'll be rewarded with countless bills. All 'Hyena' has to do is run in front of all his opponents and get the best shots.

Git had a reporting vehicle with a satellite dish and an indefinite number of subordinates. Their job every day is to run around looking for events worth reporting.

After the New York Times tragedy, Git pointed to the TV footage and told his subordinates, "If I can get a news story like this, I can sell it for at least a million dollars." ”

The subordinates scoffed at this.

The dollar in '93 was still strong, and a million was not a small amount.

After the NYPD issued the 'threat letter', Git immediately drove to Atlanta, but the situation here was not satisfactory. One is that there are too many reporters coming, and the other is that CNN is very quick to deal with it.

Git could only take pictures of the suction trucks, but the media didn't care about it — it didn't have any reporting value. Unless you can really take a picture of CNN headquarters, no one wants to pay for it.

But CNN is not a small business, its headquarters is now full of police detectives and security guards, and a two-kilometer radius has been searched, and no suspicious targets have been found.

The regular media reporters who came in high spirits were very excited about this. Some left, some were deflated, and some stayed in hotels to sleep.

Only Git's gang can't afford to mess up the world. They were still in their cars, occasionally glancing at the brightly lit CNN headquarters building.

At 9:50 a.m., Geet's cell phone rang. A guy with a voice-changing voice spoke, like a toothless old lady nibbling on a hard walnut, swallowing slowly and creakingly.

"Git. Harper? ”

"It's me."

"Take your people and equipment out of the car and aim at the CNN headquarters building."

"Who are you?"

"The show is about to begin, don't blame God for not giving you a chance."

The phone hung up, and Git froze. Several subordinates in the car were playing cards, and when they saw Git's strange expression, they all turned their heads to stare at him.

"Head, what's wrong?"

"Get the camera out of the car."

"Now?"

"Yes, all the equipment was moved off the car. Arrange the camera position and aim it at CNN headquarters. ”

Gitra opened the door and jumped quickly. The subordinates are all veterans who have been tracking the news for many years, and they cooperate very tacitly. They moved two cameras and brought several cameras with long focal lengths.

It only took two or three minutes and everything was ready.

But the scene was quiet.

"Head, what the hell is going on?"

"Someone just said on the phone, 'It's about to start.'"

"Impossible. Is there really going to be something going to happen tonight? ”

"I don't care, if I miss the shot. I'm going to smash your dog's head. ”

Several news 'hyenas' are on the lookout. But instead of waiting for a change, they attracted the FBI in the neighborhood. The latter hurried in and shouted, "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" ”

The two agents showed their IDs, and Git stepped up and explained, "I was just called and said that the show was about to start and that I was going to get ready. ”

Phone?

"Who called you? What is the number? The old detective asked.

Git handed over his mobile phone, and two FBI agents immediately contacted their companions on the walkie-talkie to report the situation. However, the agents scattered around the building all reported that everything was safe and that nothing had been found.

At this moment, whether it is a news hyena or a federal agent, they are all like vigilant groundhogs, looking left and right, up and down, front and back.

Git raised his hand to pull back the cuffs, the second hand on the watch rotated steadily, and the minute hand slowly jumped. He whispered in a deep voice, "Ten o'clock, the suspect probably wants to have a big one on the hour." ”

Police helicopters circled several hundred meters with a roar. The high-powered searchlights attached to the fuselage were scanning the ground back and forth, trying to spot something.

The FBI is like a big enemy, more than a dozen vehicles, dozens of agents are scurrying back and forth. The walkie-talkies rang one after another, informing each other of the situation. But there was really nothing at night, except for dozens of fecal suction trucks still working hard, and there was nothing abnormal.

People waited nervously, but the hour clock jumped to 10 o'clock, and the calm of the night was disrupted by a thud — a rain manhole cover suddenly exploded into the sky in the outdoor parking lot of CNN's headquarters building.

"Wow, it's really here."

Git exclaimed in joy, and his subordinates hurriedly turned the camera lens. But he shouted, "One is aimed at CNN headquarters and don't move." Another shot exploded manhole cover.

Oh my God, I can't believe it. I'm sending CNN headquarters to be attacked. I'm going to make a fortune this time, make a fortune! The media would rush to send me money, and all the headlines would be the scoop I provided. ”

The explosion of the manhole cover was like a signal, and then there was a banging explosion on the road, and all the manhole covers on the same line were blown into the sky.

Centered on CNN's headquarters, manhole covers in the surrounding streets exploded one after another. The underground pipes appear to be filled with flammable, high-pressure gases, and the manhole covers explode open with orange-red flames.

Git screamed at this, dancing excitedly. But he soon couldn't scream, because the manhole covers, which were constantly exploding, were approaching him.

The flying manhole cover had hit several cars parked on the side of the road. The sound of the explosion caused all the cars in the parking lot to sound the alarm.

If it was just the rain manhole cover blowing up in the sky, the situation would be fine. But with the chain reaction of manhole covers, the real disaster struck.

Large septic tanks usually take about a year to dispose of. The septic tank at CNN's headquarters had been accumulating for more than half a year, and for some reason, all the internal stocks were gushing out of the ground.

It's like a toilet in the countryside has been thrown into a cannon battle, and a pit has erupted.

The old detective whispered miserably: "Oops, the criminal has hidden it from all of us. He had already laid it out, and the explosives were in the septic tank. ”

The rain of flowers that flew in the sky, rushing to a height of 100 meters, filled the entire sky. Although it is dark and lacks any brilliant color, it pushes the limits of human imagination and brings a new and extraordinary experience.

It's a spectacle like never before, it's a stunt without any pretenses, it's a real miracle. It blooms in silence, blooms in the ordinary, explodes in the dark.

It's about turning decay into magic!

The septic tank exploded, and so did the working suction truck. Countless human excrements fluttered up in their most primitive state, leaving the dark and damp place of their home, and returning to the mortal world in fearlessness.

The roar of the explosion was like bursts of cheers, and the 'flower rain' rushed into the air, and after more than ten seconds, it gradually disintegrated into lumps and volleyed down with infinite might.

Git and his videographer are looking up at this once-in-a-lifetime super-cool news material. His vision suddenly went black, and he exclaimed, 'Oh, shit!' ’

The cameraman also felt a great horror approaching, and hurriedly tried to hide back in the interview car.

But Git hugged his waist and bowed his head and shouted, "Brother, hold on." It's just some fertilizer. Take this picture, I'll give you $10,000, hold on! ”

Videographers don't do it, and they don't do it with $10,000. But he struggled desperately but couldn't escape, so he could only cry out loudly - no ......!

The rain of flowers fell, crackling.

The words of the sky fell in a chaotic manner, and you and I were silent and did not respond.

Take your hand, but you cry and your eyes are red.

The journey is long and endless.

I want to lift up the courage and take good care of you.

I am willing not to let you be wronged and suffer.

Those painful memories fall in the soil of spring.

Nourishes the earth and blooms the next flowering season.

Your teardrops in the wind, dripping down in memories, let us name it cherish. ”