The next day, the Shanghai news symbolically mentioned that due to the frequent problems of poor drainage during the rainy season in recent years, in order to ensure that "viewing the sea in the city" would no longer occur, the municipal government planned to clean and inspect the city's sewers to lay the foundation for completely solving this problem.

Similar cleaning vehicles can be seen shuttling back and forth in many places in Shanghai. They also pay great attention to the impact on urban civilization and set up portable isolation walls in some places where people have to go down the well.

The investigation is progressing well and the results so far are very good. Not only are there no giant rats, but there are also very few other rats in the sewers. In some places, large numbers of rat carcasses can often be seen.

If the situation continues to improve within a week, the alert level of this mutation can be lowered.

…

Compared with the orderly sewer cleaning work, Cui Ying and others did not feel very good.

All the people from "Where the Oriole Goes" are now gathered at the Shanghai Public Security Bureau.

When they discovered the rat infestation, they chose to call the police instead of reporting it, which can be regarded as not losing their mind.

As the people who called the police, they would be taken to the Public Security Bureau for "protection", which made them confused and resisted at first. Even if there was a mouse that might have mutated after eating too many chemical substances, they would not be placed under house arrest, right?

Later, when I came to think of it, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was something complicated going on.

This also indirectly confirms their previous speculation that the government definitely knows something.

It's even possible that the mouse was not an isolated mutation, which is a bit creepy to think about.

But in fact, this house arrest was mainly due to Tao Xingzhi's order.

This is not the first time that this small editorial department has encountered such a thing.

In fact, there are at least three times that are directly related to them.

The first time they came into the special security team's sight was the invasion of the mutant vines in Zhenchengrong Town. The starting point was their report, otherwise it might have taken more lives to be discovered, and there is also the possibility of something worse.

Because of the deep impression left by the strange plant mutations, it was once classified as a Category 1 crisis event, but was later downgraded to Category 3.

Although the latter group of people went to Rongzhen for the purpose of news discovery and were arrested, it was understandable that they were not aware of the situation, so we will not investigate further.

The second time was when this group of people wrote too much. Relying on their popularity in a small circle, they even vaguely mentioned some self-righteous speculations in their subsequent radical articles and overly dug into state secrets, which led to the intervention and investigation by the cultural department.

Generally speaking, as long as it involves matters that the Special Security Group is responsible for, no matter how small the matter is, it will eventually be reported to the headquarters, and the Special Security Group will once again see the name of this small editorial department.

After attracting my attention, I investigated the style and previous articles of this small self-media and discovered that this media outlet is very persistent in getting to the bottom of things, which aroused my desire to investigate some of the articles it published.

Two of them are very suspicious. One is a miraculous story about a group of hikers who were trapped in the mountains and were helped out by the "Monkey King".

At first glance, it seems to be an eye-catching fantasy article, but the hikers, the mountains, and every person involved in the article can be traced, except for the "Monkey King".

Another suspicious case that is more likely to be a mutation is the strange illness of a child in a small village in Qiantang.

The information that time was more complete, with nearby residents and numerous eyewitnesses able to testify, and there were also medical records from major hospitals, but unfortunately there was no follow-up either.

The third time the special security team saw the "Shanghai rat plague" incident was this time. Not only was it a confirmed abnormality, but also due to the special geographical location, it was classified as a Class II crisis event.

Not only that, but in the end, a real supernatural mysterious force was revealed, which is probably the mysterious force on the Special Security Team's top focus list.

After several such meetings, Tao Xingzhi himself had developed a strong interest in this small editorial department.

The first time could be said to be an accident, the second time was just part of someone’s job to create interesting news and that was understandable, but the nature of the incident changed immediately after the third one.

How many cases are there worldwide?

Aren’t these coincidences too many? He even suspects whether there are any special evolvers among them.

The resumes of all the people in the editorial department had long been thoroughly studied by the special security team. Almost all of them were ordinary people, with at most two members of the Communist Youth League.

The only thing noted is that the older generation in Cui Ying's family were more superstitious, and that Zhong Bolun, nicknamed the Earl, would occasionally sleepwalk.

Cui Ying and others were not detained in a detention center, but were asked not to leave a police lounge inside the Shanghai Public Security Bureau for the time being.

There is a pool table, a ping-pong table, sofas, snacks, a TV, and even a few folding chairs and many blankets.

Several people did not sleep all night, worrying about the giant rat and their own situation.

“Pah~”

The door of the activity room was suddenly opened.

The people who came in were not uniformed policemen, but three men in casual clothes. The leader was about middle-aged, and the other two were very young.

Tao Xingzhi observed this group of young people carefully and found that although they all stood up when the door was opened, they did not blindly shout in protest. It seemed that they were mentally prepared.

He looked at Jiutian, who shook his head slightly at him, indicating that there really were no supernatural beings.

"Hello, my last name is Tao, these two are my colleagues Xiao Huang and Xiao Liu, have you all had breakfast?"

The Chinese have a long history of using food as a friendly greeting and way to ease the atmosphere, and asking this question also made Cui Ying and others feel a little relieved.

"Someone just brought it to me and I've already eaten it."

"Um."

Tao Xingzhi responded, then entered the activity room and sat directly on the sofa in front of the TV. Xiao Liu closed the door and stood aside. Huang Jiutian was more relaxed and went directly to the small bar to get snacks and drinks.

He threw a bottle of refreshing drink to Liu Yue, then took a bottle of coconut juice and handed it to Tao Xingzhi.

Tao Xingzhi opened the can, took a sip, and looked at the time on his watch.

"Why don't you watch TV? It's so boring to wait in there all day and all night!"

After saying that, he turned on the TV and searched directly for the Shencheng TV station.

The news report inside was about the Shanghai Municipal Government working with relevant departments and companies in the industry to clean up the city's sewers.

The sound of the TV subconsciously attracted Cui Ying and others, causing some of them to frown.

"Don't doubt it. The big rat incident will not appear in the news."

Tao Xingzhi wanted to smoke again, but his pockets were empty.

"Everyone, sit down. Don't be nervous. You will not be imprisoned or persecuted. However, some things you say are limited to this activity room."

For some reason, these three people had a very strong aura, and Cui Ying and the others were a little nervous. No one sat down.

"sit down!"

Whoosh~ Within two seconds, everyone found the nearest sofa and sat down.

"Well, first of all, on behalf of the people, the Party and the government, I would like to express my gratitude for your contribution. A bonus of 1 million RMB has been transferred to your editorial office's public account. You can check it when you get your phone back."

"Secondly, the ban on your self-media has been lifted. You can still report whatever you like, but of course, you cannot involve state secrets."

Tao Xingzhi finally couldn't help himself and asked for cigarettes from Liu Yue. His Nth plan to quit smoking failed at the first sign of success.

Light up a cigarette and take a deep breath to relieve stress and fatigue.

"I'm sorry, the pressure is too great and you are exposed to secondhand smoke."

He said sorry, but he had no intention of stopping.

"Some things are not something the country really wants to conceal. On the contrary, you should be thankful for the public's 'ignorance', which shows that the situation is under our control."

This sentence is meaningful, with enough pause time to leave room for imagination.

"Well, that's all I can say. You are all highly educated people, so it won't be difficult for you to understand what I mean."

"Luck is a very strange thing. I didn't believe it before, but now I don't dare to say so."

Tao Xingzhi put a business card on the table.

"What you've been through makes me very interested in your luck. If you encounter anything strange in the future, just contact us directly."

After saying this, Tao Xingzhi took Huang Jiutian and Liu Yue away, as they wanted to catch up on some sleep.

The comparison results from the research institute have come out, and the one from last night and Rongzhen is the same strain.

The remains of Thorn will soon be transported to Shanghai.

"You can go back now. Follow me to collect your personal belongings."

Less than a minute after Tao Xingzhi left, a police officer came to notify the police and announced the end of the house arrest.

…

In Qing Town, a talking flower in a pot on Qin Xiaoxia's desk just finished screaming, then lost its vitality and slowly withered.

"There are such a strange group of people? Reporters?"

"Paparazzi, cousin! I saw on the Internet that those people are more powerful than spies!"

Doudou seemed very interested.

"The ones you're talking about are entertainment news reporters. They're different from this group, but they're all restless people!"

The eldest cousin pinched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly he laughed strangely and scared Doudou.