"I hope you know what to do." Liu Qinglong was holding the white flyer, and the words on it were like needles tugging in his heart. He held the flyer's hand and slowly squeezed it tightly. Anger couldn't help but gush out of his chest. This was simply a naked provocation. As a leader who was responsible for the security of calligraphy and painting exhibitions, he could even read the arrogant and arrogant arrogance in the letter.

"Now, I will send someone to take back all the flyers and destroy them to avoid causing greater public opinion influence!" After receiving instructions from my superiors, Lu Yiming immediately ordered someone to destroy all the flyers. On his table, there was also a white flyer. He looked at the three big words signed, frowned and murmured in a low voice: "I hope Zhou Zhi."

"Look at Zhou Zhi?" Long Junchen, who woke up, was also attracted by the commotion on the street. On the way to buy breakfast, he saw flyers flying all over the sky, like heavy snow like goose feathers, and the paper without temperature showed a colder and colder than the ice.

He rubbed his chin with one hand and frowned and read the contents of the flyer repeatedly. The letter was completely provoked, just like the monster thief Kidd in Conan. Before committing a crime, he would write something like a challenge book. On the one hand, it was used to stimulate the police and make them more anxious and unable to think about the problem rationally. On the other hand, it was completely confident and even arrogant. He expected that the police would not be able to catch him.

The nature of these flyers is the same as those challenge books, and even worse, because these flyers are not only sent to the police, but are sprinkled throughout Yinhai City. Now Yinhai City is completely covered by flyers. The purpose of the eyes that everyone exchanged is no longer to ask, "Have you eaten?", but "Have you read it?"

For a moment, people were panicked. Although Lu Yiming responded quickly and sent someone to destroy the leaflets, if anyone knew about this kind of thing, it would slowly spread with the air, and spread by word of mouth with two lips, and could not be stopped. The rumors stopped at the wise, and only the wise would believe this.

This time, the snowflake-like flyers became the hot news for the entire Yinhai City, and soon shocked the capital and even spread to the entire China.

After all, this time, the calligraphy and painting exhibition held in Yinhai City is a calligraphy and painting exhibition targeting the whole world. No one dares not to take this threat to heart, and no one dares to ignore this threat.

While eating buns, Long Junchen carefully pondered the contents of the flyer, and joked with interest like an outsider: "It's interesting. I didn't expect these devourers to be so crazy. It seems that we can't guess what they can do."

"Sea of ​​Fire? Is it going to cause an explosion? What method is it? What do they dare to provoke so blatantly. What exactly do they rely on? Is there really a foolproof plan?" Long Junchen drank all the porridge, wiped his mouth, leaned on the lazy chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Devourer's appearance is not bad. From the standpoint of terrorists, the most important purpose of their terrorist attacks is to cause panic and cause serious social impact. Now with this intimidation letter, no matter whether the attacks will be successful in the future, at least the panic of people now has achieved their goal.

On the other hand, the police were helpless in the face of the flyers all over the sky. They did not make any other promises or clarifications except destroying them like crazy. The more the police did this, the more they wanted to cover up. There was no silver here, but they revealed their fear in disguise. Once the police were gone, the people would feel even less secure, and panic spreads rapidly like a plague. Moreover, the police are very panicked now. The more they are, the more they will be unable to calm down. Instead, they should ignore more important clues.

Long Junchen had to secretly praise the Devourer's move as a good move. He defeated the Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau and made it difficult for them to take the lead. Whether it was advancing or retreating, it seemed that it was not a top choice.

Now Long Junchen really wants to know whether the mayor of Yinhai City and the leaders of the China Kingdom behind him will postpone the calligraphy and painting exhibition. If it is not postponed, then it must find out the plan of the Devourer in a short time, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

But if it is really delayed, the time will become much more abundant. But this is a disguised recognition of the incompetence of our country and the fear of devouring it. This is also the situation that our superiors most reluctant to see. Holding the Yinhai City Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition was originally a matter of being a national predecessor, but now it has become a shameful thing. The country of China is frightened by a few leaflets and is so scared that it directly postponed the calligraphy and painting exhibition. This is definitely a big joke internationally.

"Miastic, wonderful, this hand holds the life gate of our country of China." Long Junchen knocked on the back of the chair with one hand, and a faint smile on his lips. He had inexplicably felt a sense of war. Such an interesting opponent had not been encountered for a long time since he left Dragon Walker.

At this time, the phone on Long Junchen's desk rang. Although he had not seen the phone number yet, Long Junchen had already guessed that the person who was calling was Liu Qinglong.

Because the clinic is next to Shenglong Hospital, Long Junchen went to Liu Qinglong to find him directly, then locked the clinic door and sent a text message to Dong Wenxuan, asking him to come here early. He had something to do, but he was so romantic that he couldn't always wipe his butt.

At this time, Liu Qinglong was paced back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pan. He looked out the door from time to time, sat on a chair, stood up, and wandered around the room, feeling confused.

"Oh, Brother Qinglong, you're sweating so much, why are you doing exercise in the room? Do you want me to find someone to accompany you to do double exercise?" Long Junchen saw Liu Qinglong sweating profusely, rubbed his hands, and smiled and joked.

If it were on weekdays, Liu Qinglong would definitely have had some romantic affairs with this kid, and even meaty jokes would be fine, but now, he has no mood to joke at all.

"You kid, don't pretend to be stupid for me there. I don't believe you don't know about the flyer?" Liu Qinglong ignored Long Junchen. His bull eyes looked like two fire-breathing machine guns. He pointed directly at the white flyer on the table, "If you don't look at it, just look at it now."
Chapter completed!