You Think You Can Impersonate Us?

Jiang Wenbin finally came to his senses. "Y-You... where did you take the original host?"

"Of course I killed her. Otherwise, she would've been a nuisance." The woman spread her hands and put on an innocent expression. "And I didn't come alone. Look, I have quite a few like-minded companions."

Only then did the audience realize that all three exits from the studio had been locked, and the people guarding the doors were actually the station's security guards.

Considering that even the star host could be replaced, it seemed only natural that the security guards had been swapped out for Lu Lixin's people as well.

"Could this be... a terrorist attack?" Someone finally realized the severity of the situation.

"Quick, call the police."

"Be careful. Don't let their people hear you..."

Chen Xuan heard the surrounding crowd whispering among themselves.

"It's fine. Go ahead and make your calls. Whether you want to leave last words for your family or ask the police to come save you, either is fine." Lu Lixin spoke unhurriedly, as though she had anticipated everyone's reaction. "I specifically disabled the signal jammer because I wanted the whole world to see everything that happens in this studio!"

"Is there anything like this in the historical records?" Chen Xuan leaned close to Lin Qing's ear and asked.

If an ability user had truly carried out a terrorist attack that caused heavy civilian casualties, it should have been recorded in history.

Lin Qing quickly searched the database. "No."

"Then can you find 9/11?"

"There are two records."

Chen Xuan relaxed. Since no historical record remained, there were only two possibilities. First, her poison gas had limited lethality and simply could not kill everyone in the studio; at most, a few people might be injured. Second, someone had stopped her