Meanwhile, in the office of Ling Detective Agency, Ling Yi was already preparing to go to sleep.
Although he has recovered, he has long since developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.
"Sir, there's new information about Song San, whom you asked me to keep an eye on." JARVIS's voice came from the Computer speakers.
Ling Yi raised an eyebrow, then sneered and sat back down at the Computer.
What is he doing?
"He used a popular online account called ' Scoop King ' to post a defamatory message against Mr. [Name]."
"If this post were published, it would have a huge negative impact on your company, so I withheld this data and it is not currently online."
"Well done, let me see the contents." Ling Yi was very satisfied with JARVIS.
The title isn't very good...
"The subtitle is good, and the use of gore is excellent."
"These damaging stories were probably dug up by Song San from other clients' cases. Not bad, coupled with his rather inflammatory and manipulative language, they're sure to get people hooked."
As Ling Yi browsed and commented on Song San's posts, the Leng Yi on his face grew increasingly pronounced.
"Instead of making money properly, he insists on courting death. It seems Song San has gotten too arrogant these past few years."
" JARVIS, change the title to 'Has the Internet Become a Lawless Zone? Victims with Nowhere to Turn for Justice, Who Will Give Them?'!"
"Change the subtitle to 'A Confession of an Online Troll Leader!' Include the most impactful pieces of evidence from Song San's Computer. Also, Masai out the victims' messages."
As for those who caused this harm... I hope they can withstand this wave.
A moment later, JARVIS had completely revised Song San's original post.
After browsing through it, Ling Yi gasped.
JARVIS selected fifty pieces of "evidence" from Song San's Computer, including screenshots, videos, and some texts that Song San had specially edited, resembling a diary.
In these texts, Song San describes the entire process in a narrative style, with details so detailed they are chilling.
A certain celebrity, out of jealousy and self-interest, smeared a well-known celebrity, alleging rape and sexual assault.
In order to secure a role in a certain movie, a certain celebrity falsely accused a popular celebrity of fandom.
"These victims must be feeling incredibly desperate," Ling Yi said calmly, but his heart was filled with rage.
"A person without principles is truly like a demon."
" JARVIS, turn this article into a series, posting it every night using Song San's account, until all the evidence is made public."
"Find a way to prevent this account from being banned and these articles from being deleted."
"Sir, in that case, I need to hack into the servers of Moubo video platform."
Do your best to leave no trace.
"Please rest assured, sir."
"Once I have enough points, I'll buy you a super server."
Thank you, sir.
"Also, keep an eye on Song San."
After confirming the posting, Song San noticed that the website page remained Changes. He frowned and refreshed the page.
But the next moment, he found that his account was logged out.
Instantly, a bad premonition welled up in my heart again.
He quickly chose to log in again...
"Your username or password is incorrect. Please enter it again."
Upon seeing the prompt on the page, Song San felt his heart skip a beat and his head spin; he guessed at a certain possibility.
"No, you must have typed it wrong."
He checked each character carefully, re-entering his username and password, but the result was still "Your username or password is incorrect, please re-enter."
"Damn it!" Song San slammed his fist on the keyboard.
The next moment, he seemed to realize something and directly searched for the three words " Scoop King ". His account was still there and had not been banned.
Open your account as a guest.
Has the internet become a lawless zone? Who will bring justice to victims who have nowhere to turn?
Upon seeing this title, Song San's heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Upon clicking the title and seeing the contents, Song San felt a sudden darkness engulf him and fainted. His flabby body slumped back into the specially made chair.
A dozen minutes later, when Song San woke up, he found that the article had been viewed over a million times and was increasing at an unimaginable speed.
The comments below have already piled up to tens of thousands.
The text above is full of curses and insults directed at him.
The article's very first paragraph detailed his identity so thoroughly that it made him question his very existence.
" Ling Yi, you bastard!" Song San Roar.
But he was, after all, a seasoned veteran of the Jianghu, and he knew he had to do something now, or he was finished.
The things he revealed in the article alone offended several Big Shot in various circles.
There's no need to wait until tomorrow, or for the inspectors to come knocking; those Big Shot will find him before dawn, and he's doomed.
" Dingdang!"
The phone suddenly rang, startling him.
Upon seeing the caller ID, Song San answered the phone with trembling hands.
" Song San, you're dead."
" Brother Wang, my account was hacked. Those weren't posted by me," Song San quickly explained.
"Heh, are these things important now?" the other party sneered.
"You actually dared to leave evidence and even recorded the whole process. Very good, excellent."
The other party hung up the phone, Song San's face turned deathly pale, filled with despair.
Yes, they're right. Whether the account is hacked or not isn't important; what's important is the evidence inside.
This is tantamount to him and those Big Shot being publicly executed right now.
" Dingdang!"
The phone rang again, but this time Song San didn't answer. Instead, he hung up and quickly dialed the number of a senior executive at Moubo.
" Dali, my account has been hacked, that article..."
However, the voice on the other end of the phone was not the one he was familiar with.
" Song San, you did very well." The voice on the other end carried the authority of a superior and was icy cold.
"Who are you?"
"I am Zhao Dashi."
Song San was about to faint again, Zhao Dashi was the CEO of Moubo in this world.
He instantly realized that this article had not only offended those Big Shot, but had also plunged Moubo platform into a huge scandal.
It's important to understand that the reason why people like Song San can move so smoothly in the gray area is inseparable from Moubo's indifference and some loopholes.
To some extent, it was Moubo's indulgence that gave Song San and his ilk the fertile ground to survive.
Twenty minutes ago, Zhao Dashi, who was sleeping, was woken up by the sound of a phone call, and then, looking completely bewildered, was scolded by the Big Shot of the Internet Investigation Department.
After he understood the whole story, something terrifying happened to Zhao Dashi.
Their technical department couldn't delete that article, and they couldn't Sealing Song San's account either.
A super expert has hacked their server! The entire tech department is busy with this, but there's been no progress.
Zhao Dashi knew very well that if he didn't handle this matter well, his company's stock would fall below the green line by tomorrow.
This isn't the most frightening thing. The most frightening thing is that, given how quickly this matter is escalating, it will inevitably attract the attention of even higher-level Big Shot.
Even, it is the nation's first song.
At that point, his company will be completely finished.
Who exactly did you offend?
"I, I..."
"They hacked my server. Do you understand what that means? Their skills are absolutely World Grade."
"How is that possible?"
"It's already happened, why are you asking if it's possible?"
"No matter who you've offended, get it sorted out before dawn, or you're dead."
Zhao Dashi hung up the phone.
"I'm doomed again," Song San thought with despair.
How did he handle it? He knew Ling Yi's temper very well.
He suddenly felt extremely regretful. He knew that if he hadn't used that account and recklessly posted that article that was never actually published, none of this might have happened.
He knew that his extravagant lifestyle over the years had made him arrogant, thus causing him to overlook Ling Yi's terrifying nature.
Ling Yi always has his own rules and bottom line when doing things, and as long as the bottom line is not crossed, Ling Yi will not care.
Even if someone is Ling Yi's enemy, as long as they follow the rules of the game, Ling Yi will never break them.
Otherwise, Ling Yi would become exceptionally terrifying.
Anyone who crosses Ling Yi's bottom line has met a terrible end over the years, without exception.
Song San shakily logged into Hao Liao, found Ling Yi's account, hesitated for a long time, and then sent a message.
" Big Shot, I was wrong, please forgive me. All the money I've earned over the years is yours. From now on, I'll be your loyal follower."
"Ding, message failed to send. The recipient is not your friend. Please add them as a friend." Looking at the message in the chat window, Song San sighed.
As expected, Ling Yi is still the same Ling Yi; once the bottom line is crossed, there is absolutely Jade Emperor for maneuver.
As time went on, the impact of the Song San incident grew, and it was no longer limited to the internet.
The first newspaper and the first television station both reported on this matter, and it even alarmed a certain organization.
In the news broadcast, a spokesperson stated directly that internet regulation laws will be improved as soon as possible, and that people like Song San must not be allowed to thrive.
Inside the Ling Detective Agency in Baihai City, Ling Yi was stunned as he listened to the system notifications that kept popping up almost like refreshes.
"Notification: The host has successfully uncovered the truth behind the cyberbullying incident involving Huang Moumou. Reward: 3 points, 1 point of free attribute."
"Notification: The host has successfully uncovered the truth behind Li Moumou's cyberbullying incident. Reward: 3 points, 1 point of free attribute."
"Host has successfully uncovered the truth behind Cao's cyberbullying incident. Reward: 3 points, 1 point of free attribute."