At about eight o'clock in the evening, in a municipal government community in Tongren City, Song Dehui had just finished reading a document when his mobile phone rang.

Before he could look at the phone, his brow was furrowed.

Only a limited number of people know his number, and strangers will never be able to call him.

And he once said at the meeting that after eight o'clock in the evening, it is his rest time, and if there is nothing particularly important, generally do not call him.

But now, someone called in at this time, which made him very unhappy.

However, after looking at the electric person, he was slightly stunned, but his brows stretched again.

Shaking his head, he picked up the phone and smiled: "Xiaoqi, why did you remember to call me?" ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was sweet, but it seemed a little anxious.

didn't even have time to greet Song Dehui, so he went straight to the point.

After listening for a long time, Song Dehui's brows furrowed again:

"Xiaoqi, why are you learning to mess around now? Let me send someone to get that thing called, oh all the people in the water and clouds? And it has to be before ten o'clock, why? There has to be a reason, right? ”

……

"Nonsense, it's nonsense, how do you know there's going to be a fire at ten o'clock? Are you in the same league as the arsonist? ”

……

"Kiki, this kind of thing is no joke, you can't let me drive people out just because I heard someone say where there is going to be a fire at ten o'clock, this request can't be met by the third uncle."

After speaking, Song Dehui hung up the phone.

Liu Yunzhi, Song Dehui's wife next to him, happened to come over, and when she saw this, she asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Dehui couldn't cry or laugh and said:

"It's not the little girl from the second brother's house, somehow she came to us, and she didn't say anything when she came, she went to Ning'an County to travel, and she called just now, saying that there is a foot massage center called Shuiyunjian, and there will be a fire at ten o'clock in the evening, so I will send someone to drive all the people inside."

After Liu Yunzhi heard this, he was also speechless:

"You promised her?"

"How could I possibly promise her."

Song Dehui shook his head and said: "Messing around should also be divided into occasions, it is estimated that the little girl has suffered some grievances and is ruthless with others." ”

Liu Yunzhi smiled: "I guess it's like this, but I haven't seen Qiqi for a few days, you call her over." ”

Song Dehui said: "People don't want to come to see us two bad old men and old ladies, you say that this girl doesn't do a good job, and she has to do some live webcast, and the second brother is about to die." ”

Liu Yunzhi said: "Didn't you just call over to persuade you!" ”

The two were talking, but Song Dehui's phone rang again.

He originally thought it was Kiki again, but when he took it over, he found that it was not, and it was his secretary who called.

When he called at this point, there must be something important, so Song Dehui didn't delay and picked up the phone directly.

"Leader, there is online public opinion in Ning'an County."

After the phone was answered, Song Dehui's secretary didn't go around the bend and said directly.

Song Dehui frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

The secretary said: "The cause is that someone posted a post on the official website of Ning'an County, claiming that at ten o'clock this evening, a fire will break out in the Shuiyunjian Foot Massage Center on Baiyun Road in Ning'an County, so that the relevant departments should quickly organize the evacuation of the people inside." ”

Song Dehui was stunned for a moment and looked at Liu Yunzhi.

Liu Yunzhi was also stunned.

The secretary continued: "Originally, it was probably a joke made by some netizen, but the forum management didn't take it seriously and deleted the post. ”

"As a result, within a few minutes of the deletion of this post, at least hundreds of netizens ran to the official website forum at the same time to post, and they all said the same thing, that is, between the water and clouds, at ten o'clock in the evening, fire."

"Originally, it was nothing, but at that time, the management happened to go out and didn't pay attention to the situation on the forum, and by the time they found out, the situation was out of control."

"Those posts appeared in large numbers in a short period of time, which quickly attracted the attention of the people in Ning'an County, and then reprinted and forwarded."

The secretary's voice was full of bitterness:

"Up to now, don't talk about Ning'an County, even in the relevant forums, post bars, and comic public accounts of our colleagues in Tongren City, there are people asking about this matter.

At this point, the secretary stopped.

"What does Zhang Yunmin, the county magistrate, eat?"

Song Dehui scolded first, and then his face became serious. "How?"

The secretary paused for a moment, and then said helplessly: "I didn't deal with it, County Magistrate Zhang's phone can't be reached, and I can't be contacted." ”

"Play the piano!"

Song Dehui slapped the table angrily, and after groaning slightly, he quickly ordered: "Let the Internet police department dispatch to do two things, the first thing, delete any posts about this matter, the second thing, check who sent the post, and continue to contact Zhang Yunmin, if you can't contact him again, he, the county magistrate, won't do it, if there is such a big thing, they didn't even react at all, this is a serious dereliction of duty." ”

"Okay!"

The secretary hung up.

After the call was interrupted, Song Dehui calmed down, turned on the computer and logged in to the relevant forums in the city, and sure enough, he saw a few posts:

"Shuiyunjian Foot Massage Center is on fire at ten o'clock tonight, hurry up and save people!" 》

"Ten o'clock in the evening, save people!" 》

I watched several in a row, all of them were like this, all shouting that there would be a fire at ten o'clock tonight in the Shuiyunjian Foot Massage Center, so that the relevant departments should hurry up and save people.

The recovery of the following netizens is also varied:

"Haha, I admire these brothers who posted, and the joke came to the official head, a bull batch with a capital letter."

"That's right, this has a nose and eyes, ten o'clock in the evening, tsk, how do you know? Could it be that the fortune teller calculated it? ”

"If you count your fingers, there will be a fire at ten o'clock tonight...... Poof, sorry, got the wrong line. ”

"There has to be a degree of joking, okay, this kind of thing can't be joked about."

……

After watching it for a long time, Song Dehui breathed a sigh of relief.

Things are still under control.

Now these posts are still concentrated in the territory of Tongren City, and if the Wang Internet Police Department acts quickly, this wave of public opinion should be able to be controlled.

Now he is more worried about the situation on the country's largest short video platform, the comic sound.

You know, the speed of information propagation on commas is the speed of light.

Once fermented, the situation will become out of control.

I hope not.

While thinking so, he took out his mobile phone, turned on his comics, and clicked into the official account of Tongren City.

Then, under the first video at the top, he saw this message:

"My husband made a second prediction: At ten o'clock tonight, there will be a fire in the Shuiyunjian Foot Massage Center in Ning'an County, please pay attention to the relevant departments."

(End of chapter)