Nomenclature of Night

  Return countdown 6:00:00.

   Gawain glanced at the time, it was time to get off work.

After the    "New World" article was published, guarding the empty Hope Media Building, he became the most famous journalist in the Federation overnight.

   Under his personal account, he has more than 10 million fans at a time, and many people regard him as a public opinion leader.

   The people of Xiasan District were cheering, even today, Kamdai and Kashima sent more soldiers to suppress the carnival in Xiasan District.

   The victory last night was enough to drive the people of Xia San District crazy, but under the call of the parent-teacher conference and Gao Wen, they gradually regained their senses.

   They did not rush out of the next three districts to riot, nor did they attack the political centers and mood dojos of Jindai and Kashima.

   Gawain said on his social account: "The real time has not yet come, we will continue to wait for the night to pass and the day to come."

   is a pun.

  Kamidai and Kashima moved their troops into the next three districts to carry out martial law and curfew, and continued to search for the whereabouts of the parent-teacher association, but the one day they bought was enough for the remaining family members to evacuate.

   At this moment, someone called Gao Wen: "Hello? Hello, is this Mr. Gao Wen from Hope Media?"

   "I am," Gawain looked at the 'unknown number' on his phone, and said calmly, "Who is it?"

   The voice of the person on the phone was cold: "I want to communicate with you about something, can you clarify on your social account that the parent-teacher association is an out-and-out criminal organization, not the just organization you described."

"Sorry, I can't do it," Gawain said calmly: "I just wrote all the things I saw, heard, and felt to the people. They have the right to know the truth, and I hope the media will What I have done over the years is just recording the truth."

   "I hope the media didn't have such a radical position before. You've gone beyond the scope of the truth. The truth has no position, but you have," the person on the phone said.

   Gawain smiled and said, "Now, the world needs a stand."

   "Understood, I wish you a happy life."

  The phone hangs up.

   Gawain stood in the big empty office and was silent for a few minutes.

   After a few minutes, he seemed to have prepared everything and took out the Weixing-11 pistol from the drawer.

   But he quickly laughed again: "You are just a reporter, and you still want to fight with others? It's too naive."

   said, Gawain actually put the pistol back in the drawer.

   When he got to the lobby on the first floor, he looked at the names of the seniors of Hope Media on the wall.

  In the most conspicuous place, there is a passage engraved: "Record the truth, even if you die nine times, you will never regret it - Jiang Xu".

   Jiang Xu, the editor-in-chief of Hope Media more than a thousand years ago, spoke out for injustice and was assassinated in the end.

   At this moment, Gawain seemed to have crossed the space and time for thousands of years and found a confidant for himself.

   Then he swaggered out of the Hope Media Building.

  The streets of City No. 10 have gradually gained popularity, and even the gorgeous neon lights have been re-lit. People will also have leisure and entertainment in the city after work.

  The disaster has passed, and those who are alive should not stay in yesterday.

   Suddenly, Gawain felt like there was someone behind him, but when he turned around, he found nothing.

   Gawain shook his head, he no longer looked back, but walked to his house step by step, looking at the street seriously, as if saying goodbye.

   At a certain alley in front of him, someone was staring at him coldly, and a voice came from the communication channel: "Get ready, kill him and then evacuate."

   The next moment, in front of the road where Gawain was, two people came out of the alley with pistols.

  Taniyama

   They raised their arms to shoot.

   However, at this moment, there was a roar from overhead, and a sniper bullet penetrated the killer's chest.

   In the darkness, Xiao Qi jumped out of the room on the second floor by the road and strangled the other killer's neck, but didn't kill him.

   There were also gunshots elsewhere, as if the battle was taking place in several places at once, but it was quickly over.

  Gao Wen stared blankly at Xiao Qi knocking the killer unconscious and putting on handcuffs.

   "You guys are..." Gawain asked in a low voice in shock.

  Xiaoqi grinned and said, "The parents said, once you publish an article, with Xiaori... God's character, maybe he will choose to assassinate you, and we must protect it well."

   "The parent guessed it, hasn't he been gone for six days?" Gawain asked curiously.

   "Yes, I specifically explained it before I left," Xiao Qi explained with a smile: "It's amazing, right? It's a no-brainer!"

  Gao Wen knows that no one in this world can really count on the last resort, but the other party ordered Xiaoqi and others to protect him in advance, which is really powerful...

  He thought he was going to die tonight.

Xiao Qi said with a smile: "We don't have any political wisdom, we all depend on recklessness and the will of the people. As for Shendai and Kashima, they actually don't have much political wisdom. It just so happens that we have always suspected that there are still intelligence personnel from the Age of God alive in City No. 10, and we will use your help to catch them out, so don’t worry about it.”

   Six million people survived in one city.

   Even if the parent association does not want to admit that there are members of the generation of gods among the refugees who fight side by side, they must face up to the reality, and spies are bound to exist objectively.

   At this moment, a message came from the communication channel in his earphone.

After listening for a while, Xiao Qi smiled and said to Gao Wen: "Okay, you are safe, all 12 intelligence officers from the Age of God have been arrested, and then the parents will arrange special personnel to protect you, don't worry, they will not violate your privacy."

   "Will it be too much trouble for you?" Gao Wen said weakly.

   "No," Xiao Qi said with a smile: "When the new world arrives, you don't have to do this, don't worry, it won't be too long."

Saying that, Xiao Qi said loudly in the communication channel: "Close the team and close the team, everyone worked hard tonight to interrogate them all night, I want to know how many lovers they have. After I get the intelligence network, I will invite you tomorrow. Everyone went to the fourth district to eat hot pot, and Xiaoying said that there is a hot pot there that is especially delicious!"

   After finishing speaking, the members of the parent-teacher association assembled on the street, and then left with a few survivors behind their backs.

   On the way, there will be passers-by curiously asking: "Little Seventh Brother, who are these people?"

  Xiao Qi happily explained: "These grandchildren are all the lackeys of the generation of gods. They wanted to kill Mr. Gawain, but we were caught!"

   There was warm applause on both sides of the road, and some people praised Xiaoqi for his good deeds.

   In City No. 10, the family no longer has to hide, they stand upright in the sun, do the right thing, and are supported by the people.

   Gawain looked at the backs of Xiaoqi and the others from behind, and only felt that the city had also come to life.

   "This is already a new world," Gawain said with a smile.

  …

  Volume 4: Chapter 4 of the Night, Rhapsody, End.

  I slept for 4 hours yesterday in order to add more updates, and my head has been hurting today. There are only seven thousand words today.

   At the end of this volume, I wanted to write more, but I always felt that it would be best to stop here, and then it would be a new journey. Simply stop here and take a short rest for a day.

   is still the same. If there are no natural or man-made disasters, try to ensure that the average number of words per day is 10,000 words per month. In the future, we will make up for the lack of today.