Chapter 1378 - 1393: Stubborn Mouth
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk." The guy wiped the blood running from his nostrils, looking totally miserable. "We’re just internet water army, specialized in hyping stuff on all kinds of forums. A few days ago someone called us, told us to write some posts and wait until after the slashing incident at the film base happened, then post them, and they’d give us a hundred grand. It was all done over the phone at the time. We thought it was a scam, cursed that guy out, but he said he could wire ten grand as a deposit first, and after we posted, he’d give us another hundred thousand. When the ten grand hit our account, we believed it, so we started posting according to his instructions..."
"Who told you to do this?" Lin Mu asked.
"This, uh, this we really don’t know. We’ve always only contacted them by phone. They tell us what to do and we just do it!" the guy said in terror.
Lin Mu used his Seventh Sense to peer into this bastard’s brain; there was no dark stuff in there, so he didn’t look like he was lying. Looked like nothing of value could be dug out of this bunch. They were just a pack of loser water army, posting and bumping threads tens of thousands of times a day, hanging around every major site and forum, taking money just to shoot their mouths off for People.
"You wanna live or die?" Lin Mu looked at the guy and asked.
The guy froze for a second, then hurriedly said, "Of course I wanna live."
"Good. Since you wanna live, immediately write a post for me. I don’t care what tricks you use to hype it, you’re gonna flip this situation around for me right away, got it?" Lin Mu said, staring at the guy.
"Bro, don’t worry. We’re internet water army, all the big forums are our turf. Posting tens of thousands of rumors a day is routine. We can talk black into white and white into black. You just relax, leave your business to us, it’ll be settled in no time!" The guy thumped his chest in guarantee. He might be crap in a fight, but when it came to doing this online, he instantly got confident.
"I hope so. If you dare post anything again that hurts Flying Dragon Film and Television, any posts attacking Flying Dragon Film and Television or questioning the Bureau Chief, I can have you wiped out in a second. Go ask around if you want—Flying Dragon Group’s strength in Wancheng and the entire Pearl River Delta’s underworld. I think you’ll get a clear idea of your own life expectancy." Lin Mu said.
"Got it, Bro, we won’t dare, we’ll never dare go against Flying Dragon again!" the guy said quickly.
At this point, there was no point tangling with this internet water army any longer. They were just being used to spread rumors. The real mastermind hadn’t shown up at all.
Thinking about the mastermind, the only place to start was with those captured extremists. Lin Mu didn’t believe they were just out to take revenge on society; they were clearly coming for Flying Dragon Group, with a very clear target and a huge chance they were being used.
After scaring them some more and seeing they’d quieted down, he left the scene. The two of them went downstairs back to the car, and Lin Mu called Nanny Yu.
The call rang for a while before it was picked up. Lin Mu asked, "Director Yu, how’s it going on your end?"
"I’m still at the hospital, trying to calm down some of the families," Nanny Yu replied.
"Mm. Whatever the families ask for, try your best to meet it. Explain more to them, do more work to comfort the injured and the families of the dead..." Lin Mu said. In fact he felt terrible inside. After all, they were all ordinary citizens, dragged into this by Flying Dragon and paying with their lives. Lin Mu’s heart clenched at the thought. So he wanted to do everything he could to make it up to them.
"Understood, Boss, I’ll make the arrangements," Nanny Yu answered.
"Okay, we’ll leave it at that for now. Call me immediately if anything happens," Lin Mu said.
After hanging up, Lin Mu took out a cigarette and lit it. He had to admit, his mood was really low and really shitty at this moment. He genuinely didn’t want to drag innocent small citizens into this.
After finishing the cigarette, Lin Mu said slowly, "Let’s go to the station. Ask those guys. They should know."
Since they’d done something this suicidal, these people definitely weren’t just some random hires. They were carefully arranged desperadoes. They had to know way more inside information than this bunch of internet water army.
Back at the police station, Lin Mu and Qi Manlin went to the interrogation room. There were ten people involved in this slashing case. Three had been shot dead on the spot by the police, leaving seven. A few were easily taken down by the Flying Dragon Gang’s special guys, a few more by the cops. Now they were all in the interrogation room.
The two walked in. Lin Mu glanced at the seven of them. All seven had listless expressions, like they’d already prepared themselves mentally.
But Lin Mu didn’t care whether they were prepared or not. Even if they were, as long as he used a little method, whether they talked or not wasn’t up to them. Lin Mu had absolute confidence in that. As long as he released the Diamond Sutra’s deadly Black Qi, that taste of not being able to live and not being allowed to die was something no one could endure!
After entering the interrogation room, Lin Mu gave the men a once-over, then waved a cop over and said, "Leave the biggest one, take the rest away."
The cop nodded, and several people were led out. Now only one poor bastard was left in the interrogation room. Lin Mu looked at this unlucky sap and smiled. "If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one leading this bunch, right?"
The guy heard this and couldn’t help looking at Lin Mu in shock.
Lin Mu seeing through that he was the leader naturally shocked him. Ever since being caught, he hadn’t said a word about the slashing incident, like a mute. And yet this man who’d just shown up actually knew he was the boss.
That couldn’t help but make him suspicious. How the hell did this guy know?
He had no way of knowing that there are people in this world who can fully develop the human body’s Seventh Sense and skillfully use it on the battlefield and in the business arena—and Lin Mu was one of them!
"Heh, forgot to introduce myself. I’m Lin Mu, the boss of Flying Dragon Film and Television Company, the one at the murder scene. I figure you’re not unfamiliar with that, right?" Lin Mu smiled at the guy, then said, "Now, tell me about yourself. What should I call you? No objections to giving your name, I hope?"
The guy glanced at Lin Mu, frowned, his eyes full of conflicting emotions, no one knew what he was thinking. But he still said, "My name’s Wasp."
"Mm, good, I’ll call you Wasp then." Lin Mu smiled, then said, "You should be clear: what you guys did this time only ends one way—death, guaranteed. I don’t care about anything else. I just wanna know who’s the one behind you pulling the strings. As long as you tell me, I can keep you alive."