"Overall, this office worker is pretty innocent."
"That guy nad Qin Mu, he’s so young, just in his twenties, right? And he works in a nursing ho? Probably one of those without much education or academic credentials."
"And then there’s Liang Chengbin, originally a construction worker. Even when helping to catch soone, you have to be mindful of the thod. Charging all the way is bound to scare soone—what a brute!"
"Does everyone think that sothing else might have happened during the chase? Otherwise, who would run straight into the middle of the road?"
"..."
More and more speculation appeared in the comnt sections.
Many people proposed what they believed might be the "real story."
After taking their stance...
These netizens tried every ans to prove they were on the "right" side.
Only by doing so could they legitimize their actions as keyboard warriors and ensure their argunts remained contentious.
It took Qin Mu half an hour. He had browsed through all the comnt sections of the links Qing Lan sent him and was almost infuriated.
It was clearly a simple matter. Yet, it turned out there were indeed so many netizens with distorted values, unable to distinguish right from wrong, who were vehently criticizing the four of them.
All sorts of wild speculations and malicious comnts calling for a thorough investigation appeared.
They either doubted Bai Xuelan was the problem or suspected him and Liang Chengbin of intimidation during the chase.
These facts had all been confird by the police, yet so many netizens refused to believe them.
The so-called "sympathy" seed to blind them, rendering them oblivious to a truth that was clear at a glance.
Instead, they were extrely enthusiastic about conspiracy theory "truths."
In their eyes, what could be seen was far from trustworthy; they only believed in the things they speculated and analyzed themselves.
"Qin Mu, this is so infuriating! I took my followers to argue for you on other platforms, but we couldn’t win, and they almost cursed out my entire family..."
Not long after, Qing Lan sent another ssage with an "I’m furious!" emoji attached.
"More than thirty major platforms all over the internet are criticizing you. You’re being lambasted so terribly; it’s as if the whole world is pointing fingers at you."
Looking at Qing Lan’s ssage, Qin Mu gave a wry smile and then replied, "Thanks, but you don’t have to speak up for for the ti being."
He could roughly guess how Qing Lan and the others "fought their battles"—it was nothing more than trying to reason with and convince the other side.
But these people... it was impossible to reason with them. The facts were right before their eyes, yet they still refused to believe. What was the use of reason?
Only when they felt the heat themselves would they beco scared and realize they were wrong.
...
「Jin City.」
A dilapidated old residential complex.
Qing Lan had been living at her grandfather’s place since she returned to Jin City.
In the past few days, her grandfather had been smiling much more often, happy to see her back.
She would occasionally take a stroll with her grandfather in the complex. So, when Qin Mu found himself in this ss, she resolutely stepped forward, leading her followers into battles across various platforms.
But she was just a small strear with limited influence, and the combat power of her followers was pathetically weak.
Usually, during her live streams, her followers would energetically tease her.
But once on the actual battlefield, facing the "regular army," they were simply crushed. Utterly routed. They didn’t even make a ripple.
"Sue the entire internet?"
Looking at the ssage Qin Mu sent her, her eyes widened in shock.
A guess erged in her mind; this scene felt familiar.
Not long ago, that delivery guy had also posted a video that caused a significant stir on Little Station. It involved many people.
In the end, Qin Mu sued everyone in the comnt section who had made actionable comnts. He got sixty people locked up.
Because of this incident, the comnt section under Little Station’s video was very civilized this ti. There was no mass cyberbullying.
But... that lawsuit had cost Qin Mu a whopping 870,000 yuan! This ti, the scale was clearly much larger, involving over thirty platforms, big and small. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the entire internet.
If he were to sue each one... how much would that cost?
Just as she was pondering the cost, her phone went DING-DONG!
Qin Mu had sent her another ssage: "I just did a rough screening. Across the entire internet, there are about two thousand people whose criticisms are severe enough to et the conditions for a lawsuit."
"The advance paynt for the lawsuit fees is too high. I don’t have that much money at the mont. Can I borrow so?"
Qing Lan swallowed hard.
She felt her heart tremble and couldn’t help typing back to ask, "How much do you want to borrow?"
"Ten million yuan, I guess."
Qin Mu’s reply left her utterly stunned.
A freaking ten million! This was simply maniacal!
If she were in his shoes, having been cyberbullied, she would definitely try to clarify the truth imdiately, although doing so would have hardly any effect. As for suing the entire internet... she didn’t even dare to think about it.
Not to ntion the exorbitant lawsuit fees. For the prosecutor’s office, locating and locking the IPs of several thousand people across the entire internet would be a massive amount of work, definitely not sothing that could be completed in a day or two! Ti-consuming, laborious, and costly.
"Don’t worry, once the lawsuit is over, I will repay you with principal and interest."
A few minutes later, Qin Mu sent her another ssage, seemingly worried that she would refuse to lend him the money.
She chuckled bitterly and quickly typed back, "I’m just a small strear, not a bank owner. I only have six million in savings now."
This six million was what she had saved up from being a strear for several years.
After pausing for a mont, she couldn’t help but reply, "How about we conserve our resources? Why don’t we just pick a few of the most egregious offenders to sue?"
Based on what she knew about Qin Mu.
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