Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 835 - 372: Viral Across the Internet (Part 2)

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Chapter 835: Chapter 372: Viral Across the Internet (Part 2)

"That’s too much trouble. It’s just a superficial wound. Apply some medicine and bandage it, and it will scab over in a few days."

Gu Ji waved his hand and was about to apply the medicine on himself.

But seeing his awkward twist and lowered head, Chen Zhiyu snatched the medicine bottle from his hand, "Let me help you with that!"

"Huh? No need, I can just apply some medicine..."

"Stand still!"

Who knew, Chen Zhiyu didn’t even give him a chance to refute.

With a stern rebuke, Gu Ji had no choice but to stand obediently in front of her, while the girl sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cotton swab in her hand, dipped in disinfectant iodine, and gently applied it to the wound on his side rib.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn’t."

Gu Ji replied, unable to resist looking down.

There were not many opportunities to look at Chen Zhiyu from this close up.

The girl took off her jacket, wearing only a white blouse, slightly bulging, and her black business pants underneath showed off her legs straight and slender. Her hair tied in a ponytail, her skin fair, and her delicate face still vaguely bore shallow dimples.

Her soft little hand, one resting on his abs, the other applying medicine to the wound.

"Hoo~ Hoo~"

"Hiss!"

Just as Gu Ji was looking intently, he suddenly felt a cool breeze on his waist, causing him to shiver sharply, "Why did you suddenly blow on it? You startled me!"

"I was afraid it might hurt you. Didn’t you always do this to me when I injured myself as a child?"

Chen Zhiyu looked a bit flustered as she raised her head, mumbling, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of subtle grievance, making one want to cuddle her.

Gu Ji coughed twice, turning his head aside, "That was when we were kids, we’re much older now..."

Chen Zhiyu looked at his profile, noticing his cheeks seemed a bit flushed, and couldn’t help laughing, "You’re not shy, are you? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I’ve seen you naked as a kid, and now you’re getting shy!"

"Nonsense! I’m not shy!"

"If you’re not shy, then look me in the eye!"

Faced with Chen Zhiyu’s provocation, Gu Ji certainly couldn’t let this girl succeed, so he decisively turned his head, even taking a step forward, staring straight into her eyes.

This time, it was Chen Zhiyu who felt a bit embarrassed.

Mainly because of their current positions, one standing and one sitting, Gu Ji stepped closer, meaning Chen Zhiyu’s face was now directly facing his...

"What are you two doing?"

Just then, Mr. Shi’s voice suddenly came from the door.

"We’re not doing anything!"

"Really, we’re doing nothing!"

Unexpectedly, Gu Ji and Chen Zhiyu shouted in unison.

Mr. Shi stared at the two with wide eyes, slightly stunned, "I was just asking casually, why are you reacting so strongly?"

"Ah, Mr. Shi, Gu Ji’s waist is injured, I’m just helping him apply some medicine."

"What? Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

Upon hearing that Gu Ji was injured, Mr. Shi quickly approached and, after a close inspection, heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it’s not a serious injury. You’re Ningzhou City Bureau’s precious asset now. If anything were to happen, your Mr. Li would want to skin me alive!"

"Mr. Shi, you’re exaggerating."

Gu Ji chuckled.

"Chen Zhiyu, after you get Gu Ji bandaged up, come help me with a document. The director needs it for a meeting the day after tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Chen Zhiyu agreed, and after Mr. Shi left, she hurriedly picked up the gauze to bandage Gu Ji’s wound.

For some reason.

Both quietly lowered their heads, saying nothing.

But their hearts were pounding heavily.

At three in the afternoon, Gu Ji received a message from Jian Na, saying she had arrived at the port with Wa Xueming and was boarding Hausen Herman’s merchant ship, leaving the Black Sea.

Seeing that the team members were fine, he was completely relieved.

Using the Ghost Server to access the external internet.

Now the media hot search, without exception, was filled with headlines like "Mysterious Organization 7472 Platoon Invades International Counter-Terrorism Conference, Global Live Broadcast Proves Innocence, Brazilian Defense Deputy Minister Faints on the Spot," and such.

As expected, the publicity effect was quite good.

For a moment, the internet’s public opinion started to shift, and except for a few, the vast majority of netizens no longer saw the 7472 Platoon as a terrorist organization.

Because of Baron’s overly high-profile statements, some hot-blooded young people even spontaneously organized a fan group named "Barcode," beginning to support 7472 Platoon across major platforms.

Among them, the organizing leader’s TikTok account gained tens of thousands of followers in just a few hours.

Gu Ji roughly browsed his account videos, which were mostly montages of Baron’s key moments or paired with inspiring music, introducing information about the 7472 Platoon.

The comments below were even more frenzied.

[Oh God, I am willing to call 7472 the true God!]

[Daring to invade the International Counter-Terrorism Conference, the 7472 Platoon might be the first in history!]

[Haha, it’s just some big countries secretly hiring people to act, and some fools actually believe this!]

[The real purpose of 7472 Platoon’s existence is to solve crises for ordinary people like us. Excuse me, can my grandma’s lost dog be helped by 7472?]

[Big guts! How dare you slander God?]

[Ignore these people, it’s obvious some are defensive and have started to find online trolls to smear 7472!]

[It’s probably triggered some keywords, certain countries’ Joint Artificial Intelligence Centers and Global Engagement Centers specialize in catching keywords online to fabricate rumors, everyone be careful in discerning!]

Gu Ji found it increasingly amusing.

It’s not just the haters, but also those fanatical followers.

It seems everything has its pros and cons.

This time, his plan not only cleared suspicions but also completed a "muscle flexing" move, gaining attention from various global intelligence agencies, but simultaneously putting 7472 in the spotlight.

From today on, any public action by 7472 will likely garner attention from the world media.

For Gu Ji, who was accustomed to developing quietly, this was somewhat uncomfortable.

However, there was one point that the netizens agreed on.

That was the Brazilian Defense Deputy Minister Carlos would surely face a bad end, and it’s no exaggeration to say he had embarrassed Brazil completely.

"Carlos, no one can save you this time. Even if I let you go, do you think the president will let you go? Even if the president lets you go, will the people of Brazil let you go?"

At the Fatru Hotel, in the Presidential Suite.

The dignified Defense Deputy Minister now stood in front of the Minister like a beaten dog.

He hurriedly grabbed the Minister’s sleeve, speaking frantically, "Minister, this really wasn’t my idea. It was all the Intelligence Bureau’s Deputy Director Main, he instructed me to do it!"

"Carlos, are you crazy, or am I crazy? Main is your subordinate. Are you telling me your subordinate forced you to do this?"

"I..."

Carlos was momentarily speechless.

"I advise you, go back and think about what to say to the president and the citizens of the entire nation!"

As he was driven out by the Minister’s subordinates, it was as if Carlos had been sentenced to "death."

He now wished he could chop Main to pieces, drinking his blood and eating his flesh.

"How could I have been persuaded by this guy? No, even if I go to hell, I’ll make sure someone goes down with me..."

Carlos’s eyes were now completely bloodshot, full of killing intent, "Main!!"

A night passed.

The next day, Carlos seemed like a different person, completely silent, and was like a puppet on strings, escorted by the Ministry of Defense onto a plane, flying directly back to Brasilia.

As the passenger plane touched down. ℯℯ𝘭.

Two lines of police cars and a large number of media reporters were waiting on the tarmac, taking a flurry of photographs.

Carlos was immediately handcuffed by federal police.

Among them, naturally, was Yasen.

"Seeing this guy captured finally brings me peace..."

Beside him, a young man in a baseball cap, was Baron in disguise.

Even though he was now on the wanted list by the Defense Intelligence Agency, Baron truly wanted to see Carlos get arrested with his own eyes to relieve his heart’s frustration.

In the federal police escort vehicle.

Carlos, handcuffed and plotting how to take revenge on Main, was unexpectedly addressed by the "escort officer" in the passenger seat, who suddenly poked out a bald head and said, "Deputy Minister Carlos, welcome back!"

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