After a while, Huo Yu recovered from the previous state of extreme anger. When she regained her senses, she felt a wave of fear. Song Wenbin manipulated her emotions so easily, which made her very angry and unwilling.
She pushed Song Wenbin away violently and said, "Don't give me such evil ideas. Besides, do these three made-up stories have anything to do with us getting fingerprints?"
"Are you pretending not to understand?"
Song Wenbin said in surprise: "This is a capitalist country. If you want to sell a product, you must create enough demand. I think the stories made by those pharmaceutical companies are much more outrageous than mine."
"We are not from a capitalist country!" Huo Yu blushed and said loudly.
"Have you ever bought melatonin for your grandma?" Song Wenbin asked.
Huo Yu was speechless. He gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You are a devil, you are not a human being."
"Hey, manly woman, let's get along with each other."
Song Wenbin said unhappily: "It's all for the final mission, why bother to make things difficult for each other."
Huo Yumeng raised his fist.
Song Wenbin reflexively covered his head and squatted on the ground.
Huo Yu saw his slovenly look and was so filled with hatred that he couldn't do anything about him. He could only say bitterly: "I really want to kill you."
Song Wenbin spread his hands and looked at Su Tina with a smile.
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin silently, and finally let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly: "Brother Song, I have to say, I finally know why you sweep the streets."
"Why." Song Wenbin was curious.
"College has nothing left to teach you."
She sighed: "Maybe only an empty-headed fool like me needs so much knowledge."
After that, she turned around and left to prepare the follow-up materials and the work of cracking the fingerprint lock.
Song Wenbin couldn't help feeling heartbroken when he saw that her twenty-year-old figure had emerged from the desolation and loneliness of sixty-year-olds. He felt that Su Tina had misunderstood him. He didn't go to college just because he didn't have the ability. After all, if he could go to a good university, it would be a very pretentious thing. What else in the world could be happier than pretentiousness? Woolen cloth.
Although Huo Yu was very angry and dissatisfied, at this point, they had no other choice but to believe in Song Wenbin. Soon, the owner of the jsb store took them to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Huo Yu looked at the safety supplies piled from the floor to the ceiling and was speechless for a while. There were so many... enough for the entire Amsterdam population to indulge in threesomes. It's been three days and nights, God knows if it can be sold.
Among the assigned tasks, Su Tina was responsible for follow-up work, while she was responsible for sales, and Song Wenbin was responsible for communicating science, which meant that she had to shamelessly sell safety products near the University of Amsterdam.
Watching the boxes of jsb being dragged away, Huo Yu felt that if she were to rewind the tapes one day before her death, this would be the dark history that she least wanted to recall.
When Huo Yu went to prepare the goods, Song Wenbin was not idle either. He led Weining around non-stop, looking for a suitable disguise bag.
If fingerprints are to be collected, they cannot be collected at a single point. That would easily reveal their purpose, but if they were collected on a large scale and it would be difficult to accurately locate the fingerprints in a huge sample, then faces would have to be recorded.
And if you want to record people's faces, you definitely can't blatantly hold your camera against people's faces tomorrow and take pictures. Song Wenbin needs packaging. Packaging that can both hide your identity and be eye-catching.
Fortunately, this is Amsterdam, and the most indispensable thing is all kinds of fancy clothes. Soon, Song Wenbin contacted an erotic clothing designer in a store selling tight leather jackets and bunny girl jackets.
When Song Wenbin took out the jsb box and told him his idea, even this well-informed old artist who has lived in Amsterdam for a long time was amazed and said that he had never seen such an idea before. He said that he I am very willing to realize Song Wenbin's fantastic ideas.
The people on the program team were not idle either. Director Pauly, who is good at candid photography, came to the University of Amsterdam Library and pretended to be passers-by wandering around, filming all the faces of people entering and leaving the library. And Huo Yu selected the three professors and researchers who entered the archives room that day. Those three seemed to be regular visitors to the archives room and often came in and out of the library.
While Song Wenbin's team was busy with their own work, Seal Company on the other side of the world was not idle either. The company's most professional writers were mobilized to start packaging, polishing and translating Song Wenbin's three stories. On the one hand, they translated the story, and on the other hand, they added pictures to the story, including pictures of women who had been subjected to domestic violence, as well as DT certificates issued by the hospital.
After the polishing was completed, the story was quietly shared on SNS, Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram by several female accounts.
At the beginning, Seal Company also specially prepared a fund for promotion and reprinting. But they obviously underestimated the burning sense of justice in the hearts of the people of Amsterdam and even the whole of Europe.
In this era of material richness, barrenness and confusion, countless people cannot use their energy in the right place. They are gearing up every day and waiting for events that can awaken their inner sense of justice. Once such an event occurs, it will be the original Moments when violence is ignited.
The three stories received more than a thousand reprints on the day they were posted. When they woke up the next day, everyone at Seal Company was shocked. In just one night of sleep, the number of reprints of the three stories increased from a thousand to millions. The breadth of its spread not only far exceeds Amsterdam, but even exceeds the Netherlands and reaches other countries in Europe.
On the third day, the story had fermented exponentially, with more than 10 million retweets, and received varying degrees of likes on major platforms, with the least likes starting at tens of thousands. Such crazy spread made the story The SEAL Company on the other side of the world was also silent. They didn't even have time to spend the money.
After the fourth day, the people in SEAL Company stopped sleeping at all.
They gathered around the hall of the conference room and looked at the post with the most likes on several foreign websites on the screen, and at the thousands of clicks and reposts on the three virtual stories that jumped crazily every second, with expressions of excitement and fear on their faces. .
The post they see now is just one of many. God knows how many times these three stories have been reprinted and read in total. After the number exceeds 100 million, the statistics themselves seem extremely pale.
"Who wrote this article..."
asked a senior executive from a SEAL marketing department.
"Yes...it was written by an employee of the Entertainment Information Department..."
An employee from the marketing department said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Can you recruit me?" the head of the marketing department asked.
"No...it can't be done...Jiang Lu is taking them to shoot in Amsterdam..." the employee of the marketing department said with trepidation and shame.
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And in the invisible cyber world, after a post becomes popular, countless people imitate it like crazy and write various similar posts.
Some people in these posts claimed that they had met Pierre, DeWitt, or Van Baalen, or claimed that they had been abused to varying degrees by their husbands after marriage or during their lifetime, or described vividly that they had been raped. experience.
In the process of word-of-mouth transmission, the most original stories have produced countless variants. Just like the mutations of viruses when they replicate, these stories automatically mutate into local versions. Some people have personally sworn that they have seen them. Pierre, DeWitt, or Van Baalen. In some people's descriptions, Pierre is described as the son of a capitalist, in some people's descriptions, DeWitt is described as an alcoholic and violent old white male husband, and in some people's descriptions, hiv The male Van Balen was regarded as a refugee from the Middle East.
In an extremely fast time, the entire external network turned into a huge crucible, boiling with women's fear of men. It seemed that there was no longer a clean land in the world, as if there was no safe place in the whole of Europe. , it seems that the whole of Amsterdam has become an extremely dangerous hotbed of crime.
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Near the University of Amsterdam, three or four members of the film crew were shrouded under a large square box, with only their arms and legs exposed. That box is an enlarged jsb box with an ambiguous pink pattern painted on it.
Next to each of them, there is a small cart, with piles of jsb stacked on the cart like a hill. There is also a speaker under the cart, which plays the sound of 8848 repeatedly.
"Ultra-thin experience."
"Supreme enjoyment."
"Brand new version."
"do not miss it."
Once in English and once in Dutch.
Repeat the cycle.
Of course, these slogans were also thought up by the only male in the trio. However, Huo Yu, who was responsible for collecting fingerprints and selling t-shirts, couldn't understand why he had to be the one to carry out the operation.
The first time he saw this outfit, Huo Yu hated Song Wenbin so much that he refused to go in even if he beat him to death. But unable to withstand the heavy task and repeated persuasion from her peers, she had to put down her dignity and agreed to promote jsb in Amsterdam.
Although no one can see her face in the box, the scary thing is that the show is still being filmed. She simply cannot imagine how she will look like a human again once this terrible show is broadcast. appeared on the streets of China.
Fortunately, paying the price of dignity also pays off, because this dress is too outrageous.
As students and residents near the University of Amsterdam walk by, they can't help but come up to take a look at the products on sale.
Of course, once someone comes over, Huo Yu will take out a small polyurethane sheet and invite the passing guests to experience the thickness of 002 with their fingers.
Some guests pressed the thickness with their fingers and left happily. Of course, some people also bought a box with great interest. However, the piece of polyurethane used to test the thickness will be used as a material to record fingerprints, and Huo Yu carefully placed it into a small numbered box under the cart.
The hidden camera under her oversized jsb jacket will capture the face of the experimenter and send it back to China, while Seal's information security team is responsible for transferring the captured face and several scenes taken by the director outside the library. Members of the eucalyptus laboratory conduct comparisons and screenings in order to analyze the correct fingerprints.
Everything seemed to be going in an orderly manner.
However, it was only normal for three days.
After the third day, things changed.
Beneath the calm exterior of reality, the online world has already exploded into a pot of crazy skewers because of the three wildly spread stories.
fear of hiv
fear of lc
fear of pregnancy
fear of men
Fear of qjxq.
….
Countless men and women are trolling each other, countless opinion leaders are shouting, countless copies and pastings are adding layers of fear, and countless souls who are already fearful are tirelessly repeating themselves on the Internet.
The chaos of the Internet is reflected in the reality of the booming business of adult product stores. Driven by the fear spread by the Internet and the strong demand generated by hedging fear, almost all the women in Amsterdam went out and began to make purchases. For safety products, it is not enough for a person to buy two boxes, but he may even have to buy five or more than a dozen boxes. Countless people are flocking to adult product stores and starting to stock up on safety products.
For a time, it seemed as if the expensive paper situation in ancient Oriental Luoyang a thousand years ago had reappeared.
It’s hard to find a set in Amsterdam.
At this moment, the prices of jsb and other security products are rising like a rocket. Just like how people in this land once cut tulips into pieces and sold them. At this moment, due to the shortage of adult products, they even took apart the packaging boxes and started selling them individually.
And this undoubtedly affected Huo Yu's work. On the first day, she could only get about a hundred fingerprints for her sales. The second and third days were also tepid. But starting from the fourth day, her little The stall was almost overcrowded.
Huo Yu wanted those to feel the polyurethane sheet with their fingers first so that she could collect fingerprints. But Amsterdam women who are deeply afraid of men still don't care about the thickness, and they just rush to grab her. In just one day, Huo Yu sold thousands of boxes of jsb from one cart. Just one transaction made her earn nearly 10,000 US dollars.
But this didn't make Huo Yu feel happy at all. After the stall was sold out by enthusiastic buyers, she made an angry phone call to Song Wenbin.
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While the whole of Amsterdam is obsessed with condoms, Song Wenbin is aimlessly sweeping fallen leaves on the street. Autumn can be known only by one leaf. So the packaging boxes of safety products that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Amsterdam at this moment show that his strategy is working.
But just when he thought everything was working as he imagined. Suddenly, the phone vibrated and he picked it up. Huo Yu's anxious and irritable voice immediately reached his ears.
"No! Song Wenbin! Your method won't work!!"
Song Wenbin was surprised and said: "Why doesn't it work? I don't think this is selling well?"
“It’s useless if you sell it well!!”
Huo Yu yelled angrily: "We're not here to sell you! We're here to collect fingerprints!!"
As he spoke, Huo Yu lowered his voice and said desperately: "The few people we saw at the University of Amsterdam that day were men, but now all the people who come to buy t-shirts are women. All the fingerprints we collected are women's fingerprints!! It's useless! !!”
