Chapter 385: You Are Dough, You Are Ants

This discovery immediately caused a huge stir online, triggering all kinds of speculation.

However, by now, the public's mindset was completely different from what it had been at first.

Those initial burning sense of justice, boiling hot blood, and surging anger had long been worn down by wave after wave of twists, leaving almost nothing.

Every revelation of the "truth" was like a precise blunt blow, shattering and scattering people's emotions bit by bit.

Like a piece of iron sheet being kneaded over and over, its original edges and hardness had long since disappeared, being kneaded again and again into a soft, shapeless... lump of dough.

Now's netizens were more like a group of melon-eating masses sitting in front of the TV, following a popular suspense drama, eagerly awaiting the next episode's "divine twist."

Their emotions had changed from the initial anger and condemnation to pure curiosity and sensationalism.

The dissolution of emotions brought a strange calm, as if all anger and sympathy had been drained, leaving only irrelevant gossip and discussion.

The sound of keyboard tapping continued unabated, but it was no longer sharp or intense—more teasing, speculation, and even a kind of inexplicable entertainment.

"This plot is too exciting! Two suicide notes? Not even a screenwriter would dare write it like that!"

"I don't care who's good and who's bad anymore, I just want to know how it can twist next!"

"Eating this melon gives me a headache, but I can't stop!"

Online, the two factions attacking Qian Huan and speaking up for Qian Huan were still arguing, but their voices had lost ninety percent of their anger, replaced by the fervor and curiosity of following a drama.

Originally firm stances began to waver, and originally clear "truths" became blurred.

Everyone felt they were close to the truth, yet as if separated by a thick layer of mist, unable to grasp it no matter what.

Like a group of people following a drama, racking their brains to guess who the real culprit hidden in the story was.

By now, the inflammatory verbal battles in the media had gradually subsided, as if a strange tacit understanding had been reached.

Meanwhile, online public opinion discussion quietly completed a "public opinion migration"—from the comment sections of news and current affairs, silently moving to the forums and post bars where the fun-seekers gathered.

Serious criticism and anger gradually receded, replaced by teasing, wild imagination, and all kinds of fanciful speculation, flowing like water into those corners that naturally carried an entertainment atmosphere.

For example, the following:

A featured hot post under a certain Detective Novel Section—Title: "Two Suicide Notes? This melon is getting more and more ridiculous, brothers, come analyze a wave!"

Original Poster: Eating Melon Without Spitting Seeds (Original Poster)

Brothers, have you all heard about the two suicide notes? This plot is too magical, who normal person writes two suicide notes? It's obvious someone forged them, right?

First Floor:

Keyboard Hero 007:

The original poster is right! This is clearly someone painstakingly framing Qian Huan! Qian Huan is just a scapegoat, the real Black Hand is still behind!

Second Floor:

Sherlock Holmes's Second Uncle:

I'm convinced, these two suicide notes make my head hum! How could a normal person write two suicide notes? This is simply ridiculous to the end of Yuzhou! I suspect someone forged them, this pot Qian Huan might really be carrying wrongfully!

……..

313th Floor:

I'm Not a Nitpicker:

But both suicide talks about the sins of Second Prison, both attacking Qian Huan, doesn't this just show Qian Huan isn't clean? If he had no problem, why would so many people target him?

314th Floor:

Logic Master:

Are you upstairs being too naive? The contents of the two suicide notes are completely consistent, what does that mean? It shows that the person who killed Gong Lao and Gong Lao are a "united front," okay!

They both stand on the opposite side of Qian Huan, clearly committing crimes as a group!

……..

404th Floor:

King of Anti-Tropes:

I think you've all missed a key point!

The suicide note forged by the killer must have an ulterior motive, so Gong Lao's suicide note and the killer's suicide note being consistent—doesn't that mean Gong Lao's suicide note also has a problem? In my opinion, we have to read both of these suicide notes backwards!

405th Floor:

Eating Melon Without Spitting Seeds (Original Poster):

Hahahaha, I can accept this wild imagination from upstairs, giving a thumbs-up.

But what I think is even more ridiculous is that these two suicide notes are too "coincidentally" consistent, showing that at least one of them has a problem, or even... both have problems!

Don't ask why, I just feel that anyone who can pull off this situation isn't simple!

406th Floor:

I Am the Corpse of a Genius:

Correct, upstairs is right.

Since Gong Lao's suicide note and the killer's suicide note are consistent, Gong Lao's suicide note might also be fake! That is to say, Qian Huan might not have done those things at all, it's all someone framing him!

407th Floor:

Sherlock Holmes's Second Uncle

Damn, that makes some sense! Then Gong Lao's death is even more suspicious, isn't it?

408th Floor:

Keyboard Hero 007:

Wait, then if Gong Lao's suicide note is fake, how did Gong Lao actually die? He couldn't have written two fake suicide notes and then committed suicide, right?

409th Floor Detective Xiang:

The truth is actually simple: the suicide note Gong Lao left when he committed suicide was agreed upon with the killer, but the killer was afraid Gong Lao wouldn't commit suicide, so he added unnecessary details to finish him off, and then left him a suicide note exactly the same, raising eyebrows and waggling eyes. jpg

……..

666th Floor:

Melon Equality Association:

Eating this melon is making my head hurt!!!

667th Floor:

Don't ask me why I know, brothers, don't rush:

I think this matter isn't over yet, there's definitely a twist coming, and why hasn't Qian Huan come out to clarify and speak? He wouldn't be under someone's control, would he?

668th Floor:

Melon Field Watcher:

My head hurts, anyway sitting and waiting for the next episode! I'm following this melon for sure!

…….

Qian Huan stopped his hand sliding the mouse, no longer looking at the chaotic news on the computer screen.

He let out a long breath, slowly leaned back against the chair back, but his fist clenched involuntarily, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. He spat out a mouthful of turbid air, as if to expel the depression accumulated in his chest all at once.

"Cloud Overturning Rain Overturning, this is the power held by big shots, killing without a knife, yet more sinister and vicious than a knife, not killing a person physically, but actually on a more terrifying level, castrating everyone!"

He muttered in a low voice, his tone carrying a trace of fear, and also a trace of desire.

Even though he knew these media's manipulation of public opinion—or rather brainwashing—was speaking out for him, washing away his grievances for him, Qian Huan still felt a bone-chilling chill, surging from his foot straight up his spine, making him shudder with terror.

He clearly knew, this power could save him, and could also kill him.

Today, they could use public opinion to pull him out of the mud pit; tomorrow, they could also use the same means to push him into the bottomless abyss.

"Power to Save and Kill, hehehe—"

The deeper the fear hidden in Qian Huan's heart, the deeper the ambition flickering in his eyes.

The four playing cards under the sofa cushion flickered slightly as if breathing.

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