Chapter VII: Serial Murders

Until he sat down at the conference table, Shi Qinghuai was still a little uneasy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After experiencing Yunchuan's incident, he always felt that it was difficult to integrate into such a normal rhythm of life, and in the past, he used to aim for a professional journalist, but now it is difficult for journalism to make a little wave in his heart. It's no wonder that for the treacherous world of trialists, the little things reported in the news are not even the talk of the after-dinner party.

The man saw the silence, and the woman saw the tears...... These generally exaggerated propaganda tactics have long lost any selling point in the context of the coming apocalypse. As for those reports that so-called efforts are made to expose the truth, the field they have set foot in is only the tip of the iceberg before the end of the world.

The rest of the team members were still actively discussing matters related to the revision of the news page, and Shi Qinghuai was already completely confused, and occasionally a few familiar terms got into his ears to make him come back to his senses for a moment.

"Reporter Shi, let's talk about your thoughts on this work!" Editor-in-chief Huang Tian's voice seemed to float from the sky, and after all, it pulled someone back to reality...... Shi Qinghuai coughed twice, and began to describe his opinions on the revision of the column in a hurry.

For this column revision work, he had already made a plan half a month ago, and he could talk eloquently in front of everyone.

However, during his conversation, everyone looked at him with a strange gaze.

"Ahem, Reporter Shi, please pay attention to the main point of the conversation! The topic of our discussion is: whether to independently follow up on the unusual events that occur inside the Antong Cargo factory. ā€

After two minutes of unnutritious speech, Huang Tian finally couldn't help but knock on the wooden table with his fingers, interrupting Shi Qinghuai's speech.

"......" Shi Qinghuai realized that this meeting was unusual, and he awkwardly picked up the spare reference materials on the table, and scanned the words on the paper at a glance and ten lines.

"Xiao Shi has been out on business for so long, and he may have missed the recent news report, so let's roughly repeat the previous topic." The team leader, She Jian'an, opened his mouth to comfort Huang Tian, who was full of displeasure, and by the way, he found a step for Shi Qinghuai.

"Xiao Kong, tell me about it." Without waiting for She Jian'an to nominate a candidate, Wei Wende, the deputy leader of the group, took the lead in giving orders, and team member Kong Zhiye stood up, picked up the long manuscript that had been prepared, and expressed his opinions endlessly. During the whole process, he glanced at Shi Qinghuai from time to time, and occasionally showed a smug look on his face.

Kong Zhiye and Shi Qinghuai are both college students and intern reporters, he joined the company one step earlier than Shi Qinghuai, and always regarded himself as a senior on weekdays, and had obvious hostility towards Shi Qinghuai, a peer with good work ability. In addition, Wei Wende, the deputy team leader, has always wanted to win over the editor-in-chief Huang, and Kong Zhiye has been very close to Wei Wende since he joined the company, of course, he must spare no effort to express himself in front of Huang Tian, and by the way, suppress Shi Qinghuai, the "stunned green" in his eyes.

"Based on the information from the current informants, as well as the intelligence compiled internally, there are three conclusions that can be drawn about the recent series of murders surrounding the Ang Thong factory......

"First, after police investigation, the murderer was not an employee of the factory, but an outsider."

"Second, the deceased all died from heavy blows, leaving no signs of trauma or gunfire on their bodies, and the forensic medical examiner determined that the victims were killed by the murderer with his bare hands. Therefore, the murderer is likely to be a trained killer or mercenary, ruling out the suspicion of mentally abnormal homeless people. ā€

When Kong Zhiye reported the second clue, the two team leaders, including the editor-in-chief Huang Tian, gave him appreciative glances.

In this year when guns can be easily bought, there are countless madmen who have lost their minds because the end is approaching, and shootings occur in broad daylight. It can rule out the possibility of such a self-depraved madman, and it can be regarded as narrowing the scope of the suspect's target.

It is conceivable that Kong Zhiye must have spent a lot of effort to collect such important information.

Kong Zhiye was encouraged by the eyes of several leaders, and his voice became a little louder: "Third, the murderer's series of murderous actions are planned and purposeful. The initial targets of the killings were employees at the Angthong factory, and later they targeted journalists who had entered the factory...... All things considered, it is not excluded that the high-level inside Antong will buy homicide! ā€

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"Hey, me, what's going on?"

While Kong Zhiye was still reciting scriptures to express his opinions, Shi Qinghuai stabbed Shi Jing next to him with his elbow and called out the other party's nickname.

Shi Jing is the employee with the best friendship with Shi Qinghuai in the group, this big guy doesn't talk much on weekdays, he is down-to-earth, and he is an honest man who can't even pick out Huang Tian.

"There was a murder case in the factory over there in Antong, and it started on the third day after you went on ......a business trip, Brother Huai" Shi Jing whispered to Shi Qinghuai in private to "make up the lesson", and the rest of the team members didn't say much when they saw this scene, only the editor-in-chief Huang who was sitting opposite glared at the two.

Through Shi Jing's whispered narration, Shi Qinghuai roughly understood what happened.

Antong Freight is the leader of the transportation industry in Jianghuai District, and this company built a factory on the banks of the Huai River three years ago to store some large transport items on weekdays. Until half a month ago, three days after Shi Qinghuai flew to Yunchuan, several security guards in the factory were killed by mysterious people one after another. The murderer's murderous methods were cruel and abnormal, beating people to death with his fists and feet, and several victims were even beaten to the point that they could not see clearly.

The most shocking thing is that after the police learned about the incident, when they wanted to enter the factory to investigate, the mysterious person reappeared! The assailants killed three police officers and five journalists who were reporting from the scene, destroyed all the camera equipment at the scene, and then escaped in a hail of bullets.

"Brother Huai, do you remember Xiao Song from our club? It's that white and innocent little boy, he just joined the company and worked not long ago, and this time he happened to be assigned to report this case, but unfortunately he was poisoned by that mysterious person! Shi Jing secretly made a gesture to wipe his neck under the table, and said with palpitations, "The corpse is miserable, and the eyeballs are bursting out!" I just took a look at the scene and couldn't eat for a few days when I went home. ā€

Shi Jing is honest and honest on weekdays, and rarely exaggerates to describe a thing, he uses adjectives of the level of "eyeballs bursting out", which shows how appalling the scene of the murder scene is.

"So, is the club still planning to publish this news?" Shi Qinghuai finally understood the meaning of the group, they were probably afraid of the murderer's revenge, so they were hesitating to report the murder case vigorously.

"Two days ago, the company posted all the news materials it had collected on the Internet." Shi Jing's words made Shi Qinghuai a little confused.

"So what are they arguing about?"

You've all released the news, what are you talking about here?

Shi Jing put his mouth to Shi Qinghuai's ear, with a cautious expression: "They are discussing whether to follow up and report on the secrets inside the Antong factory." ā€