Chapter 80: Three Graves 43

Whether you believe it or not, there are always those people who write stories in particular. The stories they write may seem bizarre, but they can make three-year-olds believe all the time.
So from the beginning of two horrific mass suicides on Yongchuan University campus, a mysterious rumor began to spread throughout the university town.
At first, the rumor only appeared on the public forum of Yongchuan University Town, and the entire topic post was deleted decisively by the administrator in the third minute after it was posted. If there is no good person to take a quick screenshot, then it is very likely that No one can see the entire post.
History is created by gossipists.
The time is 0:13 on April 14.
Most of the school bedrooms have their lights turned off, but most students still use their mobile phones to hide in the bed and brush the net.
Therefore, when the students got a picture in the circle of friends, it was not too late.
Judging from the small picture, it seems to be a wall, because there is almost no light, and the overall tone of the photo looks dark.
The student hiding in the quilt stretched out his fingers and carefully opened the big picture.
The photos unfolded violently, and the bright red font reflected in the pupils of each student.
It was really just a wall, a wall painted with bright red paint.
Countless numbers and unknown characters covered the entire wall, it seemed like a collection of many calculation formulas, and looked terrible.
where is this?
What happened?
Which neuropath is okay to count math problems on the wall?
Many students think of this, so they naturally turn off the pictures, continue to talk about school gossip in small groups, and discuss topics such as a certain department's grass to spend with a school, or the topic of derailment.
Nevertheless, the unresolved doubts will not disappear immediately.
So when the second photo appeared, it almost swept the circle of students' friends within a few minutes.
I don't know who was shouting in which group: Hurry to see Yongchuan University Town bbs, something happened in Fenghuang Pedestrian Street! !!
Soon, the entire message and the same forum address were quickly copied and pasted into different WeChat groups.
Even though the tone of the message was exaggerated, in fact, many students followed the link and climbed to Forever University BBS to take a look, and found that the situation seemed far worse than the legend.
It seems to be a shop in the underground pedestrian street of Fenghuang Book City, and people were brushing a bunch of mathematical formulas on the wall.
The glass door was smashed, a hammer was added to the log-colored floor, and the glass mule sputtered. The bright red characters became a bit infiltrated by the green fluorescence of the "safe exit". In addition, No big deal.
Therefore, the students who wanted to see a gossip became disappointed again, and the replies below were very boring.
[Fuck, who is it? Are you sick when you paint red paint in someone else's shop? 】
[The probability of having a mental illness in a department of mathematics is still high. 】
[I thought it was Uniqlo ah Uniqlo ...]
[Lz go to death, will the title party die. 】
[Don't you always want to make a big news! 】
Most people are too lazy to reply to posts, and a small number of people who are farting away also close the page after replying.
Therefore, the first to find the abnormal situation is the administrator of Yongchuan University Town bbs.
When he clicked to delete the post, he found that the forum system reminded him that there was a problem with the administrator account. The window kept reminding him that he did not have permission to do this. As a responsible forum administrator, he quickly called the school forum maintainer to report the problem. .
However, just as he called, a "red", "highlight", and "fine" theme post swaggered on the homepage, and the content was very soaring-please don't delete my post again, such as The next time, the consequences are at your own risk.
The post's id is the same as the photo.
Occasionally, some students returned to the forum homepage and saw the sticky post. At the moment, they were confused. They clicked back to the "photo post" and pulled the post back to the end. They found that someone had summarized the whole story in the first place.
The general process is as follows:
The landlord with id sf9706 posted a wall photo on Yongchuan University Town bbs. After that post was posted, it was quickly deleted by the administrator. This move seemed to irritate the landlord, so the man took another floor, posted the same photo, and arrogantly posted a topic post to warn the administrator to stop making small moves.
Of course, it is impossible for the administrator to highlight and highlight a provocative sticker. He will do so, only sf9706 himself.
The "photo post" is still there, and the "warning post" is still on top. It seems that the administrator of Yongchuan University Town bbs has already fallen asleep or has been hacked by someone?
[The sb administrator deleted my post a minute ago. It seems that someone has really been denied permissions? 】
A new post quickly appeared in the "photo post", and a screenshot of the time was attached, which proved the fact that administrator rights were lost from the side.
If it was just an ordinary store that was smashed and brushed with blood books, you can also read it as social news, but even if the school forum is captured by the other party, things don't seem so simple.
So behind this, obviously there is a real technical house that can kill the school forum administrator.
The question arises, why did the technical house hack the Yongchuan University Town bbs in order to send two photos?
What is written on the wall, what do the people who write those things want, and what the people who send photos want to do?
Everyone had different questions in their minds, so the response to the
photo post
immediately boiled.
[I rely on, who is the landlord going to tear? 】
[Lz closed that shop. What are you doing? 】
[It seems to be the underground pedestrian street of Fenghuang Book City. When I passed by at 9 o'clock in the evening, the store was okay? 】
[Does lz hack the forum? 】
[Emperor Math and Computer? 】
[Who can understand what's written on that wall? 】
[Can lz speak humans? IQ can't hurt you! 】
The number of replies grew at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and the onlookers gradually realized that cracking the contents of the wall seemed to be the key to understanding the whole gossip.
Because of this, many students in the math department of the school have fallen out of mold. They were called by those good-natured and gossip classmates at 1 am to study what ghosts were written on the wall in the photo.
[I do n’t see it clearly, but it seems to be solving something? 】
[Reconsidering ls, is it really cracking the password? 】
[Still using a password? ? ? Is this espionage? 】
[I feel like there is a big news! 】
The lively place is not limited to Yongchuan University Town Forum.
The police force of the Second Branch of Yongchuan City was also brightly lit at night.

Dare to delete Lao Tzu ’s post, humming, really brave…
In the office, Comrade Wang Chao opened another can of refreshing functional drink. After taking a big sip, he refreshed the page again and reviewed the new post. Come.
Sure enough, even without them guiding public opinion, the conspiracy theories in the picture posts have been raging, the brains of the students have expanded from human nerves in the mathematics department to aliens invading the earth, and their thinking is constantly expanding.
Time is getting late at night, but more and more people watch the lively.
"Don't you insist on it for a while, don't go to bed so early!" Murmured the young man in front of the screen.
He didn't say anything, so he heard someone asking, "What's the traffic?"
"The number of people online at the same time is 973, but the growth rate has slowed down." The dynasty replied, he thought about it, and said, "Achen, are we too late?"
In fact, after listening to Lin Chen's full set of plans, the dynasty, as the implementer, did not worry that the plan would not work. What he was concerned about was that the onset time was too slow.
After all, they are now based on the Yongchuan University Town Forum, delivering the information they want to the 220,000 students in the entire university town. The most uncontrollable process in this process is the time required for information transmission.
"Large-scale information transmission is based on accumulation and sudden outbreak, which is the tipping point that we often say. As long as the tipping point is controlled, time is still sufficient." Lin Chen pinched the worried face of the teenager, saying, "The number of online visitors To 1000, post the next one. "
The students who rushed into Yongchuan University Town bbs probably did not expect that every reaction of them was a process of being manipulated by man.
The Midnight Blood Book not only made the gossip people sleepless all night, it even shocked the big guys in various fields in this university town.
The most famous Mathematics Department account on bbs of Yongchuan University Town lighted up, and the forum homepage was instantly swiped by admirers.
[Sure, is Brother Xuan online? ? ? 】
[Xuan Ge Xuan Ge, solve the problem! 】
[Xuan Ge, I love you, love you, love you. 】
[Is Xuan here to decode? What did the picture say? 】
There are more and more questions. The account named cxuan, but it quickly darkens after it is turned on, leaving no replies.
Even so, the speculation surrounding the crowd did not stop there.
It is rumored that cxuan is under the skin of Chenxuan Chen, the Department of Mathematics at Yongchuan University. Chen Xuan is famous not because of the dozens of math contest trophies he has won, but because of his face.
Chen Xuan is very handsome, and can be handsome on the cover of a magazine.
Soon, Chen Xuan's enthusiastic fans began to show the glorious deeds of Science Popular Xuan Ge to the onlookers who did not know the truth. Of course, at the same time as science popularization, he must also be accompanied by a photo of Xuan Ge as the chairman of the student union at the opening ceremony.
Until the masters of the fine arts department went online, most of the girls had focused on gossiping.
It's almost 1:00 in the morning, but the number of people online is as stable as Mount Tai.
Of course, the master of the art department is certainly much better than the high-cold grass. After all, she also deliberately opened the "photo sticker" that has covered thousands of layers, and then returned a sentence "drop style ... where have you seen it?" 】
Like digging a ditch to guide the water potential, the eyes of the onlookers all fell on a small area in the lower right corner of the wall.
There is a weird figure composed of three semicircles that arrive at the front and back, like unfinished wavy lines, but after careful observation, you can see that the three halves seem to be drawn more seriously than the scribbled writing on the formula. Since the wavy line was identified by the Department of Fine Arts as a model, whoever will leave a blood book seems to have left his signature arrogantly?
[I seem to have seen this signature too? 】
[Lz's a secret code, sf? ? ? 】
[Couldn't you be so mysterious upstairs, and still have something to say to the secret code. 】
[I don't think you need to sleep tonight ...]
The issue of deposits again pushed the discussion in the chat post to □□, in the increasing floor, various speculations emerged endlessly, and soon, someone asked the most critical question.
[The upstairs password, is it talking about the three tombs? 】
It seems that the firewood ignites the dry wood, or the water drops fall into the oil pan.
Everyone is guessing that in this post full of numerous brain holes, a pattern and a simple keyword can instantly inspire many crazy associations, even without deliberate guidance, the association that Lin Chen wants, also It comes naturally.
[Fuck, it will not be related to the three corpses excavated by Yongchuan University, my goosebumps will all be up! 】
Finally, someone asked.