Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 135 - 133 Breakthrough

Chapter 135: Chapter 133 Breakthrough

The first day passed just like that, and early the next morning, Wen Wen received two more cases.

One involved a middle school student who was punched to death in a private room of an internet café, and the other was a single woman who was surfing the Internet at home and got skewered to the wall with a long spear.

"Connection... there must be a connection."

Wen Wen went to look for Ding Mingguang and brought up all the online activities of the previous five victims before their deaths.

There wasn’t anything on the internet that Ding Mingguang couldn’t find if he wanted to.

However, to Wen Wen’s surprise, he found many unknown adult websites in these people’s internet traces...

After all, he was investigating a case, so Wen Wen didn’t go too overboard. He just saved all these websites and planned to study them later.

Speaking of which, there were already several websites unknown to Wen Wen among those few people’s traces; how many things could Ding Mingguang possibly have?

No wonder he was balding at such a young age.

As they say, every effect has its cause. Wen Wen had never stopped speculating about the mystery of Ding Mingguang’s baldness.

Next, Wen Wen started to relentlessly analyze the commonalities among these cases.

The Hunters Association was also doing this work, and their scope of investigation was much wider than Wen Wen’s. However, Wen Wen still believed he might discover something different.

Wearing the badge of the warehouse manager, he went through all the materials over and over. An ordinary person might feel dizzy after just one look, but Wen Wen carefully reviewed them three times.

"There are no common points at all. These people have no intersections on the internet, and even in recent times, the netizens they interacted with had no overlaps. In real life, they were unrelated..."

"Could it really be indiscriminate killing? If we consider Yan Biqing as a monster, this isn’t impossible..."

Wen Wen sprawled out on his desk in a star shape, his face framed with dark circles, slightly agitated.

He grabbed the stack of materials and threw them up in the air, letting them flutter down.

After all, cleaners come to tidy up the office every day...

"After this case, I must catch a monster with a good brain to help me analyze information. I’m just too tired by myself. As for the other few dummies, having them look at the materials will only make things worse."

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen began to feel a bit sleepy. He had been in a state of intense thought for so long that even a vampire’s robust physique was prone to fatigue.

After a short nap of several dozen minutes, Wen Wen was full of energy again. He tossed off the sheet that had been covering his face, ready to continue the investigation.

Suddenly, Wen Wen’s gaze fixed on the paper in his hand.

He had already read this paper three times; he could recall all of its contents by heart. It detailed a flame war Lu Jiang had under a news article.

Seeing this paper again caught Wen Wen’s attention.

It was just a flame war, with no value, but Wen Wen had seen the news that this paper mentioned on Lu Jiang’s computer. It was the last news article he had browsed.

And one sentence in particular caught Wen Wen’s attention.

"Hack you to death through the internet cable?"

"This phrase is quite common online, but in the context of this case, it seems odd."

After a closer look, Wen Wen discovered another piece of information: the last action Lu Jiang did on this web page was to close it.

But when Wen Wen was at the scene, he saw this news article as soon as he turned on the computer!

So, the web page hadn’t been closed!

Others might have simply overlooked this, but Wen Wen would not.

He went back and reviewed the online interactions of the other victims with everyone before their incidents, and discovered that all five victims had been engaged in online arguments with others within an hour before their deaths.

The targets of their arguments were not the same ID, and they seemed unconnected at first glance, which probably was why they hadn’t caught the attention of the Hunter Association.

But those five people had all mentioned doing something along the lines of "tracking down through the internet cable," which might hint at a connection.

What made Wen Wen even more certain that there was a problem was that the speaking style of these five people had similarities!

So, the breakthrough must be right here.

Wen Wen immediately sent the details of these five IDs to Ding Mingguang, and living up to Wen Wen’s expectations, Ding Mingguang took less than a minute to find the internal connection between these five individuals.

Although they were not the same ID, and their IP addresses were not even located in the same place, all the online activities of these five accounts were conducted on the same device.

Therefore, it was highly likely that these five trolls were actually just one person!

If not for Ding Mingguang, even if Wen Wen sensed there was a problem, he wouldn’t have had the technical means to find this person.

"Hey, why are you asking me to look for this person," Ding Mingguang asked with interest after telling Wen Wen the results, "did you find some clues?"

"Let’s talk about it next time we meet."

With just a simple statement, Wen Wen jumped out of the window, leaving Ding Mingguang staring blankly.

Scratching his head, Ding Mingguang thought he should inform Lin Zheyuan, and then with a flick of his finger, all the mysterious codes on the displays of the electronic devices in the room disappeared.

There was something that Ding Mingguang had never told anyone.

And that was the imposing-looking codes and data streams on his screen, aside from being for show, did nothing else.

Even a computer novice could achieve this effect with a simple program.

The reason why Ding Mingguang had been playing it this way was simply because it made him look like a big shot.

...

Song Lianqing leaned back comfortably in his cushy gaming chair, stuffing food into his mouth with one hand while typing rapidly with the other.

Years of experience in arguing online meant that he could crush the typing speed of ordinary people with just one hand.

If there were a ranking for keyboard power users, he might not be at the very top, but he would at least be well-known.

He himself controlled more than twenty different accounts, active across various online platforms, with his main job being to troll sensitive news topics or publish false information.

He earned five cents per comment, with additional rewards for comments that stirred up significant reactions.

He had no specific requirements for his work; it all depended on his own performance.

The gist was to slander the white and whitewash the black, stir up trouble, instigate arguments, provoke conflicts, and in short, to do whatever it took to disgust others.

He wasn’t worried about any repercussions because a little incitement from him was enough to have many people spontaneously join in and assist him.

Even the police couldn’t pick him out from among the hundreds or thousands of negative comments with ulterior motives.

If cybercops ever started watching him, he would immediately abandon the accounts. With his skills, they had no way to pinpoint his location or identity, which he was confident about.

In fact, Song Lianqing was from the Capital District and a high-end talent in computer science. In his view, the online battles he engaged in were just a side job.

It wasn’t just him getting paid to troll; one more or one less of him made no difference, so he might as well earn some extra money for himself.