RNP Chapter 264 Can Save One Is One!
Chapter 264 Can Save One Is One!
inside the venue.
After Yan Jun communicated with the headquarters of the Shenwei Bureau, he immediately entered the intensive work of saving people.
There are more than 20 million people in Jiangcheng City. It is obviously unrealistic to let them all stay at home, and then Yan Jun will screen the surveillance video one by one.
Therefore, Yan Jun deliberately said in the live broadcast room, so that those who have triggered the omen of death contact the Shenwei Bureau as soon as possible, and then take action by themselves, and tell them how to avoid the harvest of death through the monitoring screen.
Not long after Yan Jun cut off the live broadcast, the command center of the Jiangcheng Shenwei Bureau headquarters was a mess.
Dozens of phones kept ringing, and there was no sign of stopping.
Due to the lack of manpower, more than 30 high-level executives in the command center have also entered the battle, acting as front-line staff, responsible for answering these calls.
"Report! Citizen No. 01200557 called and said that he had triggered the omen of death."
"Record! Citizen number 01344559 said that he triggered the omen of death two hours ago!"
"Number 02456118!"
"Number 03152216!"
"Wait! Please read it again!"
"Numbering……"
In the command center, the ten Shenwei Bureau staff responsible for network information security are so busy at the moment that they don't even have time to catch their breath.
They had thought that the workload might be large, but they didn't expect it to be so large.
In just a few minutes, hundreds of calls have come in.
This is still in the efficient working state of the colleagues who are responsible for answering the phone.
And their job is to input the corresponding number of the caller into the network, and then find their real-time monitoring picture from the huge database.
Then, the surveillance video of these people was organized and sent to Yan Jun in the gymnasium.
five minutes later.
The ten network technicians let out a sigh of relief, sweating profusely.
The leader immediately began to ask the leaders, "Sun Bureau! The real-time monitoring images of the first batch of omens of death have been sorted out, do you want to send them to Yan Jun?"
After the words fell, Bureau Sun was stunned for a while, and then he asked, "How many people in total?"
"568 people!"
"so much?"
Bureau Sun couldn't help taking a deep breath.
He thought that the number of people would be larger, but he did not expect that there were already more than 500 people in the first batch.
Yan Jun, can he... save these people?
Forget it, don't think too much about it, if you can save one, it's one!
With Yan Jun's ability, it should be no problem to save half of the people.
"Then send it to Yan Jun first!"
After Sun Bureau issued an order to the technical staff, he began to answer the phone again.
...
Here at the gym.
Yan Jun's whole state is as if he is facing a big enemy.
He knew in his heart that since he had chosen this path, he would be greeted by vicious battles one after another.
In order not to put more psychological burden on himself, Yan Jun turned off the live broadcast. He was the only one left in the huge venue, and even Zhou Ke did not have permission to step into the venue.
He needs to remain absolutely focused and calm for the rest of the job.
Yan Jun told himself in his heart that no matter if he could get people back from the god of death or not, and how many people he got back, he must not cause a tragedy because of his negligence and carelessness.
There are only so many rewards in the system, so let’s take a step by step.
How many people can be saved is completely random.
Soon, the voice of the staff reporting came from the headquarters of the Shenwei Bureau.
"Brother Jun! The first batch of omens of death is 568 people. The surveillance video has been sorted out. We will send it in ten times, is it okay?"
"Can!"
Yan Jun said decisively, and then slowly narrowed his eyes.
next moment.
Dozens of different surveillance images suddenly appeared on the big screen.
There are men and women in the picture, all of them are nervous and anxious, with expressions of panic and fear on their faces.
In Yan Jun's eyes, almost everyone had a countdown to death above their heads, some took a little longer, while others only had about half an hour left.
Such a picture naturally gave Yan Jun a headache.
However, he was a little relieved that in these sixty surveillance videos, there were still a few people, and no omen of death was triggered.
There is a high probability that an accident happened, and then I scared myself, thinking that I was being targeted by the god of death.
Actually no shit.
"The third row, the seventh, please call and tell him that he did not trigger the death omen!"
"Okay, brother!"
"The fifth row, the fourth one, didn't trigger either!"
Yan Jun stared intently at the big screen and continued: "The sixth row, the eighth, no trigger!"
The staff on the other end of the phone quickly made a record and answered quickly.
"Okay, brother, we will arrange for colleagues to contact them as soon as possible."
"Look at the next batch!" Yan Jun sighed.
Immediately afterwards, sixty different surveillance videos were displayed again on the big screen.
This time, only two of them were frightening themselves.
Yan Jun went through it quickly, and after finding that there was nothing special, he checked the next round.
Soon, 568 surveillance videos were all given by Yan Jun.
Among them, 22 people did not trigger the omen of death. The reason why they called the Shenwei Bureau was that they had encountered some troublesome things and scared themselves.
The remaining 546 people actually triggered the omen of death.
Yan Jun closed his eyes, and with his own memory, reviewed the countdown to the death above the heads of the more than 500 people.
The results were disappointed to find that the numbers above everyone's head were different, and the smallest error was more than 30 seconds.
This means that among these 500 people, there is no mass disaster.
Not even on a small scale.
More than five hundred people!
Not to mention, I have to consume a quarter of my wealth!
Yan Jun was troubled for a while.
But the problem is right in front of you, and there is no other way.
Now that his words have been released, he can only do his best to save him.
Without further ado, let's start with the one with the shortest countdown to death.
"Number 02216341, name?"
"I found it, it's Liu Zhihui."
The voice fell.
Yan Jun looked at the big screen in front of him, and immediately upgraded the monitoring eye, and saw the death screen of Liu Zhihui ten minutes later.
next moment.
Yan Jun said word by word: "Tell this Liu Zhihui, even if the sky falls, don't go out today, just say it's me!"
"Well, good gentleman!"
"Next, number 02547869!"
"Name, Zhou Tai."
Yan Jun looked at the real-time monitoring screen on the big screen, took a deep breath, and upgraded the monitoring eye again.
Soon, he saw the picture of Zhou Tai's death, it turned out to be a heart attack, and he didn't have time to save it.
Yan Jun was silent for a moment. Seeing that the person lived alone, he said to the staff there: "Immediately arrange a colleague from the Shenwei Bureau to send him to the nearest hospital."