583: sensation

Far away in China, A Qi and others were also following this live broadcast. Although they were separated by the ocean, with Sun Ting's help, A Qi was able to hear Zhang Qi's speech and watch the live broadcast.

In the WeChat group, A Qi, Xiang Haitian, Jin Tianqin, and others were discussing the matter. They looked at the United States' predicament with amusement, while also expressing surprise at Zhang Qi's capabilities.

Xiao Xiao was also watching the live broadcast. As she listened to the gentle voice, doubt arose in her heart. She wasn't sure if the voice belonged to a specific person, but the sense of familiarity made it impossible for her to let go.

As Zhang Qi's words came to a temporary halt, the screen fell silent, but people were plunged into endless confusion and anticipation. The pursuit of freedom is human nature, and even more so, something instilled by the United States' education. In this chaos, the primal impulses in people's hearts were gradually breaking through the fortresses in their minds that were originally restricted by rules.

After Su Yue finished his speech, he decisively terminated the signal transmission from all the computers in front of him.

Su Yue was quite pleased with this speech, as he had perfectly achieved the desired effect, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent plan.

Su Yue's scheme in New York was extremely grand. It spanned multiple fields and even involved several countries, forming an unprecedented deception. This deception was composed of numerous details, and the live broadcast just now was merely the prelude.

He was unsure how much impact this live broadcast would have on the United States, but he was certain that he had planted a seed in people's hearts. Once this seed took root and sprouted, it would in turn help his plan, making everything fall into place naturally.

He stood up and turned to look at John Zhang, who was still unconscious on the ground and bound. Su Yue was fully prepared.

He was in a closed room with antique decor and a Chinese charm. John Zhang's Chinese tunic suit was exquisite, and his old-fashioned round-rimmed glasses made him look like a landlord from the Republic of China era.

Last night, Su Yue disguised himself as a driver, stopped John Zhang who was stumbling out of a bar drunk, and brought him here. John Zhang was quite famous and wealthy in Chinatown, so Su Yue easily found him.

To this day, John Zhang had not woken up, first due to the effects of alcohol, and later due to Su Yue's drugs, ensuring he wouldn't wake up at a critical moment.

Su Yue glanced at John Zhang, then took out his phone and sent a string of seemingly garbled information. A few seconds later, his phone rang.

Upon answering the call, the other party spoke first, a synthesized electronic voice, clearly processed data simulation. For this organization, such basic precautionary measures were naturally essential, as phone tapping was commonplace in the United States.

"Mr. Lin, your speech was wonderful," the other party said. "Our organization appreciates your actions and admires your efforts for freedom. However, are you sure you don't need us to provide some explosive information? This would make people more clearly realize who their efforts and sacrifices are truly being made for."

Su Yue refused the other party's suggestion, "I don't need these."

The other party was silent for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Mr. Lin, you're speaking in your real voice, aren't you worried about being discovered?"

Su Yue smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that. Overall, this collaboration has been quite pleasant. Your actions can begin after I am ready."

After speaking, Su Yue hung up the phone.

This computer intrusion that swept through New York was not something Su Yue could accomplish overnight; it was thanks to the assistance of that Hacker organization. After controlling John Zhang last night, Su Yue began attacking famous Hackers on the dark web. The purpose was not to actually succeed in the attacks, but to get in touch with this Hacker organization.

When the other party saw that Su Yue could contend with three skilled Hackers without being at a disadvantage, they proactively sent him a message. After learning Zhang Qi's identity, they chose to cooperate with Su Yue. If not for this, Su Yue's plan could not have had such a sensational effect. It was because of their help that Su Yue was able to control almost all of New York's public computers and subsequently utilize Twitter's servers.

At this moment, major companies in New York were almost paralyzed, and the topic of discussion during people's leisure time naturally revolved around "Zhang Qi." When they learned that Zhang Qi stood with ordinary people, their ambivalent feelings vanished, replaced by deep contemplation of what he had said.

Everyone has a utopian ideal world in their heart, yearning for perfection and happiness. This is one of the basic human desires. Even though people are accustomed to being bound by rules, when this desire is mentioned, they will rekindle their pursuit of beautiful wishes and ideals. What's more, it seems someone is leading them at this moment.

"Don't be naive, still thinking about freedom?" someone questioned.

"But don't you yearn for what he said in your heart? Should we be unable to enjoy good education or receive better treatment just because of our background?" someone retorted.

"What's the use of yearning? Be realistic! A madman's dream, are you going to follow suit?" This was the conversation among white-collar workers in office buildings.

And among people at a lower level, they had no intention of opposing at all. What's realistic or not realistic? If everyone could truly be equal, that would be the world they dreamed of!

Only those in high positions of power scoffed at this idea. But ultimately, people at the lower level constituted the majority.

At this time, Liu Zhen had arrived in Italy. He heard about the matter as soon as he got off the plane.

"Freedom?" He murmured the word, a smile playing on his lips. Wasn't this freedom the very word William Wallace shouted on his deathbed?

But if Wallace had truly overthrown the English monarchy, could he have delivered the freedom he promised? This was probably just a beautiful deception. Nothing would change; the only thing that would change was that the people at the top of the pyramid would be replaced time and time again.

"Is someone else trying to deceive people under some banner again?" Liu Zhen thought to himself. "But people just love this kind of thing; they'll be willingly deceived."

Time flew by quickly, especially during arguments and contemplation. People sat in front of their computers, waiting for the live broadcast to begin. Nine o'clock was approaching, and the live stream that had been a black screen finally lit up, with Zhang Qi's face appearing in the video.

Everyone eagerly awaited the appearance of the "Judge" Zhang Qi. After a long wait, Zhang Qi finally appeared, but it left people confused—what exactly were they expecting? Chaos? Or bloody violence?

However, this unknown only intensified the anticipation. People stared at the screen, looking at Zhang Qi's face with a faint smile, waiting for him to speak.

Meanwhile, Wang Qi, the New York Police Department, and agents from the FBI were also staring intently at their computer screens. They had worked for twelve hours but had only caught some insignificant small fries. These small fries were merely tools; even if they wanted to prosecute, they couldn't find sufficient reasons.

In frustration, they could only pin their hopes on Zhang Qi's live broadcast, hoping to find clues from it to apprehend Zhang Qi.

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This live broadcast not only attracted attention in the United States, but almost the whole world was watching. After all, New York is an internationally renowned city, and Twitter is a global platform. In China, A Qi, Xiang Haitian, and others were also following this live broadcast. Liu Zhen, far away in Italy, was also sitting in front of his computer. Although he scoffed at the title of the live broadcast, he still couldn't help but open the live stream.

"I want to see what tricks you can pull," Liu Zhen thought, tearing open a bag of potato chips.

Xiao Xiao had already been discharged from the hospital and was home, also watching this live broadcast. She always felt a sense of familiarity with Zhang Qi. Subconsciously, she wanted to confirm whether this person was the one in her heart. If so, she would immediately go to the United States to fight alongside him.

As the whole world waited for Zhang Qi to speak, he seemed to wait for a few more seconds. Then, he spoke: "Hello, dear viewers and friends. Today's trial is about greed and struggle. I have apprehended a prisoner named John Zhang, from Chinatown. He framed me as a murderer... But I don't care about these things now, nor do I care about your opinions. This is just a fair, just, and open trial to judge his sins."

Saying this, Zhang Qi moved the camera aside so that people could see the scene behind him—John Zhang, tied to a chair and still unconscious. Zhang Qi stood beside him and suddenly slapped him hard.

"Crack!" A crisp sound echoed in the live stream.

John Zhang cried out in surprise and suddenly opened his eyes. He looked around, his face grim. When he realized he was tied up, his eyes became even fiercer. He squinted at Zhang Qi and asked viciously, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Zhang Qi smiled, without mentioning the live broadcast or explaining, just asked directly, "Can't you see the current situation? I can kill you at any time."

John Zhang scoffed and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it already. Why do all this? Since you have the guts to kidnap me, it means you must know what kind of person I am, right?"

Hearing the conversation between Zhang Qi and John Zhang, the audience was filled with confusion. Did this John Zhang not know Zhang Qi? Why was he so calm? What exactly did Zhang Qi want to do? How was this related to a trial?

However, some people saw a clue in this. Wang Qi stared intently at every move of Zhang Qi and John Zhang on the screen. He knew John Zhang's status in New York and his ruthless character. However, looking at the current situation, Wang Qi's brows furrowed even tighter.

"John Zhang doesn't seem to know what's happening?"

"He doesn't recognize Zhang Qi? And he doesn't know when he was kidnapped?"

"And this place..." Wang Qi squinted, examining the decor in the room. It was old-fashioned Chinese style furniture. Where would such furnishings be? The answer was undoubtedly Chinatown!

A flash of inspiration struck Wang Qi's mind. He looked at John Zhang's expression on the screen; although he was tied up, he appeared so confident. Wang Qi seemed to have thought of something: "Zhang Qi is currently at John Zhang's residence! That's why John Zhang is so arrogant because this is his own territory! And he doesn't seem to know about the trial..."

Thinking of this, Wang Qi was almost certain of the situation. He immediately called George: "Check John Zhang's properties in Chinatown! We can definitely catch him there!" Saying this, he also grabbed his coat, preparing to head to Chinatown. Although George didn't understand what Wang Qi meant, he organized the team without hesitation. Within a few minutes, three SWAT teams quickly headed towards Chinatown!

Su Yue was unaware of the SWAT teams rushing towards Chinatown. Facing the fearless John Zhang, Su Yue seemed to have anticipated such a reaction.

"You're right," Su Yue said slowly. "I will deal with you sooner or later."

Saying this, he took out a dagger and looked at John Zhang with sharp eyes: "But before that, I have some things to ask you."

John Zhang scrutinized the unfamiliar young man in front of him. From the other party's expression and eyes, he acutely sensed that this person was definitely not to be trifled with. Although his heart was filled with fear, at this moment, he was not worried about his life. However, when he saw the madness flickering in Su Yue's eyes, his attitude involuntarily softened.

He secretly calculated: "I'm tied up here, I must buy time for my people to discover something is wrong."

So, he composed himself, looked at Su Yue, and asked, "What do you want to know?"

Before asking, he added unwillingly, "You have to tell me who you are, right? I don't even know you, why are you targeting me?"

Su Yue chuckled and replied, "It's actually very simple, I am Zhang Qi."

Hearing this name, John Zhang felt it sounded familiar, but then he blurted out in surprise, "Zhang Qi? Aren't you..."

However, his words stopped short before he could finish, and he clamped his mouth shut. But Su Yue continued his sentence: "That's right, it's me. Shouldn't I have been arrested at the Airport? Shouldn't I be waiting for the verdict at the United States Police Department? And then what?"

John Zhang's expression was full of surprise, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to ask, "How did you escape? Wasn't Inspector Ouris in charge of your case?"

Zhang Qi smiled: "Indeed, it was him."

At this moment, the bullet comments in the live stream were almost exploding. Viewers discussed heatedly, this person from Chinatown actually knew Inspector Ouris's name! Could it be that everything Zhang Qi said was true, that he was really framed?

However, many people still expressed disbelief, and the bullet comments were filled with skeptical voices.

"Impossible, if he was framed, why would someone from Chinatown know about the situation?"

"This is clearly a performance!"

"Framing! He said others framed him, but he's actually framing others!"

"Inspector Ouris is already dead, and he's still using a dead person for his own purposes!"

But some viewers held the opposite view; they believed Zhang Qi's words and thought that all of this was forced upon him.

Wang Qi was listening to the live broadcast while driving. When he heard Inspector Ouris's name from John Zhang's mouth, he suddenly understood.

"So that's how it is!" he muttered to himself, and many previous doubts were answered. He understood why Inspector Ouris went after Zhang Qi alone, and he also understood why Zhang Qi chose to escape only after being arrested.

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