Zhang Xueqin is a police officer in the Shanhai City Network Police Detachment. This detachment has just been established for a few years, and the new department is highly professional. Except for the captain of the detachment, an old man in his fifties, the oldest member is only 32 years old.

Tonight, Zhang Xueqin was on class, just like before, he was wandering around forums in Shanhai City.

"What should I do if my girlfriend and mother don't agree to get married?"

"Let's investigate how much the property fees are in each community."

“Which bath is clean and affordable?”

Unlike large forums, half of the posts in local forums are about family matters. If you live in this city, you will become very informative when you go shopping around and sometimes it will be helpful to your life. Zhang Xueqin loves to check out these forums, and work and life are both good.

"Tomorrow, the capitals of major countries in the world will suffer nuclear strikes, Shanhai City"

Suddenly a post was pushed up. Zhang Xueqin glanced at the question and thought to himself: Who is the one who is full and has nothing to do and is setting off firecrackers? The one who is the one who is the most in short supply on the Internet is this kind of person.

After looking at the recovery and viewing again, on 3/42, few people are really interested in this topic. Everyone knows that in 2012, it is both a movie and a documentary. Although it has some impact on ordinary people, most people regard it as a story and do not take it seriously.

Whether it is a movie or a documentary, it is a doomsday publicity. Now everyone knows it, so it is more resilient to some alarmist statements. Few people are interested in such bad posts. There are only a few people who click to view, and those who reply are probably either flooding or cursing.

Zhang Xueqin was a little more convenient and added a click to this post. There was no way, this is his job.

"Some strategic missiles of the United States and Russia were taken over by the Rolandians, and the capitals of major countries will be hit by nuclear strikes tomorrow morning. Due to some special reasons, Shanhai City is also one of the targets, but now some situations have occurred. It is not certain whether Shanhai City will still become the target. However, netizens who see this post, please try to leave the city and go to second- and third-tier cities to hide tomorrow, remember!"

The poster's name is Fei Heng, and the posting time is 1:49 today. Except for one of the replies, one of them was called idiots, and the other two were filled with water.

Zhang Xueqin closed the post without thinking too much.

"If you want to be a Rolandian, what do you care about? You have to be more professional in scaring people, such as having a Cyberite, you know more." Zhang Xueqin thought to himself.

He began to browse other posts again. However, the name "Rollandia" seemed a bit familiar. Zhang Xueqin opened the search engine and searched the name. The previous search results were actually plastic surgery hospitals. This easily reminded him of the legendary incident that some companies paid for search results to be ranked first. Although Zhang Xueqin was an online police officer, he only had morality but did not violate the law.

After turning a page, some different search results appeared behind it.

"Rollandia's deep technology invests huge investment in building a science fiction paradise in Kiribati"

"Rollandia Deep Technology hires a large number of experts and professors to participate in the construction of science fiction parks"

Then Zhang Xueqin remembered why he thought the word Rolandia was so familiar. He had a classmate named Liu Wei, and this old classmate followed his mentor to Kiribati to participate in the construction of a science fiction park.

I heard that the population of Kiribati is less than 100,000, and its territory is composed of islands. What kind of science fiction paradise is built in such a place? Have you ever planned to recover the cost?

Does this Rolandia Deep Technology have anything to do with Rolandia in the post?

Hey! Where is the post?

Zhang Xueqin was surprised to find that the post on the Shanhai Forum disappeared.

Strange! Could it be that which moderator has not yet slept and deleted it?

A five-ton truck was driving on a small mountain road. Most of the trucks were packed with bags of rice, some oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, and even a tin oil barrel.

Fang Xu was wrapped in a quilt and lay on the truck with a pale face. Next to him was Tang Xieyong.

"Si Bing, Xiao Fan really bought all our savings? Where is his pickup?"

Fang Xu had just put plaster on his legs, but Wu Fan and Tang Xieyong were forced out of the hospital and got into this strange truck.

"Yes, most of his savings were spent. He didn't take a break when he woke up in the morning. The pickup truck was mortgaged, otherwise he wouldn't be able to borrow this car."

Tang Xieyong said while fiddling with the 3G mobile phone in his hand, and he was looking for news online.

"You really believe his words so much? Xiaofan is so smart, why is he so confused this time?" Fang Xu asked in a low voice. In fact, the truck trip was so hard that even if he spoke normally, the people on the other side could not hear clearly, let alone a layer of iron sheet.

"Brother Fang, you were injured and fainted when the train happened yesterday, so I didn't see the situation behind. What we told you was far less shocking and truthful than those things at that time. I think what they said should be true." Tang Xieyong suddenly remembered something and then stood up.

"Brother Fang, let me show you something."

Tang Xieyong struggled to move a bag of rice away, revealing a skeleton with a metallic luster below. In Fang Xu's surprised gaze, he put the rice bag back.

"These are the two robots I caught yesterday. That was Fei Heng killed them alone. You don't know how powerful he is."

Tang Xieyong nagged to Fang Xu how brave Fei Heng was at that time, but Fang Xu was still half-believing because he saw a robot that was still, and his shock power was limited. However, he did not continue to get entangled in this matter because the things have been bought and the money has been spent. The fait accompli can't be changed. I'd better consider what to do in the future.

"Did they say when that happened?" Fang Xu closed his eyes. His concussion was quite serious, and it was better today, but he would easily feel dizzy if he thought too much.

"There is no specific time, just say that in the morning, the time should be soon." Tang Xieyong began to fiddle with his cell phone again.

At this moment, the 3G phone in his hand had a "pop" and a stream of blue smoke suddenly emanated. Since it was on the truck and in an open car bucket, the blue smoke quickly dissipated.

Before Tang Xieyong understood what was going on, he noticed that the truck suddenly slowed down and a national curse came from the front of the car.

After a while, the truck stopped by the road by inertia, and Wu Fan swears and jumps out of the car.

"Fuck the bad-hearted company, what kind of broken car I rented out? Next time I see the person in charge, I have to beat him up." Wu Fan said and kicked the front of the car.

"Brother Fan, my phone is smoking, and nothing is displayed now." Tang Xieyong shouted, standing inside the car pit, shaking his phone in his hand.

Fei Heng suddenly stretched out his head and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Just just now!"
Chapter completed!