bullyxtreme Chapter 241-240- Pressure of Public Opinion
Chapter 241-240- Pressure of Public Opinion
Chapter 241-240- Pressure of Public Opinion
After calling the police, the bald man took one last look at Akai Shuichi who was standing there calmly, then turned around and ran away in a panic, running from the safety stairs to the outside of the business building.
When he ran into a deserted alley, his expression changed instantly, he put away his panicked expression, dialed a phone, and said respectfully:
"Miss Poison Island, I have done as you ordered, what should I do next?"
A few seconds later, a steady female voice sounded through the receiver——
"Listen, the identity of the suspect is the FBI."
"You disseminate the news of the FBI entering and killing people as quickly as possible, no matter what means you use... In short, you must find a way to gather people in the business building."
"After that, let our people mix in, drive the rhythm, create disputes, and vilify the image of the FBI."
"Then record some highly misleading videos, preferably of the FBI defying the police and beating people, and the editing and editing will be spread on the Internet, it doesn't matter..."
"Let the FBI arouse the anger of the citizens as much as possible and delay the time of the police and the FBI, understand? This is what Mr. Bai Chuan means."
Busujima gave the order seriously on the phone.
After listening to the bald man, he respectfully replied "I see", then hung up the phone and started to prepare.
This kind of task is not easy to say, but it is not difficult to say difficult.
Everything else about the mud participation is okay, but in terms of the number of people, it has never lost.
This kind of tactic of winning by numbers is simply commonplace for their gang.
——Large Jiao will eventually be trapped in the shallows.
Crowds of public opinion tactics may seem old-fashioned, but in reality they are effective against any ostensible forces.
Just like on the Internet, no matter how powerful those bloggers are, they will be completely defeated by trolls and rhythm dogs.
The power of public opinion cannot be underestimated in any era.
then.
In the black box operation of a gang.
More than ten minutes later, when the police rushed to the scene, sweating profusely, a large group of people had already gathered downstairs in the business building.
"Hey, you know what?"
"FBI, it seems to be some foreign search organization, right?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"I heard that a detective... committed murder in this commercial building."
"Almost only 30 years old."
"It is said that he stabbed to death the bank robber who hijacked the armored van in the morning. Someone saw him standing in front of the corpse and talking to himself."
"What is this? Some people say that he dug out the eyes of the corpse. He is a lunatic."
"Tell you, I also saw that agent go downstairs with a sniper rifle."
"My God, why would the FBI do this in Tokyo?"
"Maybe he's a hidden murderer."
"Let foreign agents kill people in this country? What does the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department do for food? Is it a fool?"
"Shh, keep your voice down bro, the police are already on the scene."
The discussion among the masses is in a hurry, and the more discussions, the more outrageous it is.
In addition to the accusations, even the process of the detective's killing was gradually exaggerated.
The content passed to people's ears, after several revisions, is quite different from the truth.
The influence of mud participation is not small.
In just 10 minutes, only enough time for the Tokyo police to dispatch the police, it is not difficult to spread a fabricated rumor in Mihua Town.
One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.
In this way, some people who are curious and follow the trend are driven.
It was like a drop of honey was sprinkled at the entrance of the ants' hole, causing them to quickly gather at the scene of the crime and surround the entrance of the commercial building.
They crazily accused the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department of inaction, even wanting to cover up the murderer of the FBI, Moji refused to arrest him for a long time.
Police officer Megure, who was under great pressure, led the team to the sixth floor to find the suspect, that is, Hideichi Akai for a routine investigation.
In fact, this case has nothing to do with Akai.
At best he was the first to discover the body.
Show a certificate with the police, and it will be over once the big things are turned into small things.
But who knew that now a group of people were blocking the entrance of the commercial building, surrounding the police dissatisfied, wanting to ask for an explanation.
As long as they don't see the police handcuffing the so-called detectives, this group of extreme people will think that the Metropolitan Police Department is covering up.
Staying at the scene of the crime in the building, Akai Shuichi frowned.
Although I thought about it, I knew that this was the pressure of public opinion deliberately exerted by the enemy... But Miyano Akemi couldn't take care of the time delay when this incident happened at this juncture.
Judy opened the blinds with one finger, secretly observing the crowd gathered downstairs.
There were third-rate journalists from the newspaper office mixed in, and they rushed in with their cameras on their heads like they were desperate for their lives.
Facing the restless crowd, the police could only use their own methods to tell the people nearby to calm down and not to believe rumors.
After sighing with a wry smile, Judy communicated with Police Officer Megure and asked the police to temporarily suppress the matter.
The FBI performs secret missions and cannot publicly show its face in front of the public.
In that case, let's not talk about anything else.
Just the secret entry and the plan for the organization will become meaningless.
but.
With the rise of emotions and the rhythm of mud participation, the emotions of the masses began to be ignited.
In the crowd, some people began to call the police department to report.
After one or two, there are ten, twenty, and then one hundred and two hundred.
For a while, a small misunderstanding even alarmed the highest level of the Metropolitan Police Department.
In Mihua Town, which is an acre of three-tenths of an acre, hundreds of reporting calls were made in just a few minutes. No matter how slow the high-level management is, it is time to respond.
However, in fact, it is not because of the enthusiasm of the passers-by in Tokyo, but because of the rhythm of the mud participation, the phenomenon of small groups is obvious.
If others beat you and don't beat you, you will appear very out of group.
So the phone calls came one after another.
In fact, in the first few calls, the participants in the crowd were just putting on a show.
In short, public opinion continues to ferment.
Although it was finally under the control of the police, it was not broadcast on TV or in newspapers, causing serious consequences.
But in the town of Mihua, it can be said that there is a lot of rumors.
Even the eyeliner sent by Gin easily found out this information.
In the organization stronghold.
When hearing the news, Gin almost couldn't laugh out loud.
Those stupid pigs from the FBI were actually entangled in their calves by the power of local public opinion.
Sure enough, it is said that the strong dragon can't suppress the local snake.
Gin reckoned that, except for Keshwasser, no one else could do this kind of trick used by gangster politicians.
Although with the power of the FBI, it would be very simple to break the situation.
But the core goal of this approach is only to delay time, not to cause any public opinion blow to a foreign organization...that is simply unrealistic.
The time when the FBI is entangled by a large group of people is an excellent opportunity for the organization to get rid of Miyano Akemi, and there will be no uncertain factors to destroy the plan.
Thinking of this, Qin Jiu smiled coldly.
That Keshwasser guy is really tall.
This seemingly simple strategy turned into a deadly trap for the FBI's actions and completely shattered the FBI's plan to continue to rescue Akemi Miyano.
Gin Jiu thought for a moment by himself, then dialed Bai Chuanyu's phone.
After the call was connected, he rarely took the initiative to speak:
"As a result, you not only completed the task perfectly, but unexpectedly, you found a way to delay the FBI's time."
"... Keshwasser, even I have to admit, you did a good job this time."
Hearing Gin's words, Bai Chuanyu smiled with an inscrutable look:
"It's a mere clumsy plan, not worth mentioning."
Gin: "..."
He felt that he shouldn't go to Quakeshwasser casually...
No, with just a few nice words, this kid pretended to be.
So Gin immediately murmured, returning to his usual cold tone, and said without any ups and downs:
"In short, next we will make a deal with Akemi Miyano, as long as we get the money."
"As a reward, I will leave it to you to complete the killing and silence."
"...After the game of pretending to be a house, showing her true colors to her, is this the plot development you are looking forward to?"
Gin's tone was calm and his voice was low.
Bai Chuan chuckled: "It's still Lao Qin who understands me, so it's better to be respectful than to follow orders."
Qin Jiu snorted disdainfully.
Then he said slowly: "I'll send you the location later, and I'll find a way to come here after cleaning up the mess."
"okay!"
At this point, the call ends.
Bai Chuanyou found a hiding place to remove the disguise, and asked Tachibana Maya to send him a different set of clothes. After changing, he revealed his real body, and went home to drive.
As for the FBI who monitored him, he had been transferred away due to an emergency.
Bai Chuanyu walked around the street with a happy gaze, smiling all over his face.
——After solving the tedious and boring appetizers, now we can finally enter the main meal.
……
Routine monthly ticket
(End of this chapter)