"Fields, Nobel, and Turing Award candidates were murdered!."

"The Computer Association has become a place for filth..."

"There must be darkness under the light..."

"A tribute to the outstanding scientists, who live in the shadows every day..."

Early the next morning, the world's major media began to criticize and criticize.

Their spearheads are surprisingly consistent, and they are directed at the International Computer Council.

Paris, International Computer Association.

Seeing the beating messages, Gartner's mouth twitched wildly.

Although he had anticipated such a situation a long time ago, and he had already prepared himself, when all this happened, Gartner's little heart trembled uncontrollably.

Although he wanted to explain, he couldn't explain it.

Because this is the truth, Glinton did want to murder Qin Luo with the killer.

Da da da……

Gartner tapped the tabletop lightly with his right hand, making a rhythmic sound.

As a member of the chairperson of the International Computer Association, the pressure on his head can be imagined.

If one fails, the reputation of the Computer Association will be greatly affected.

After pondering for a while, Gartner reached out and picked up the phone on the desk.

"Pilborg, I think we need a press conference." Gartner said.

By now, he had to hold a press conference.

"Understood!" Pierburg replied and set about preparing for the press conference.

Following the orders of several bigwigs, the entire International Computer Association operates like a sophisticated machine.

At 9.30 in the morning, major media in Paris received invitations to attend the press conference.

This caused an uproar in the news circle.

Almost all the mainstream media have put aside their work and sent the most elite forces to the International Computer Association.

At 10:00 in the morning, the press conference was held on time.

Gartner, Pierburg and other majors from computer associations attended the conference.

For a while, the reporters in the audience raised their cameras and shot the crowd.

"Professor Gartner, it is reported that Glington, a member of the Computer Society, is suspected of murdering Turing Award candidate Qin Luo. Is this true?"

"Professor Gartner, as a member of the Chair of the Computer Society, what do you think?"

"To someone like Glinton, how many in the Computer Society?"

"..."

Without waiting for Gartner to speak, everyone's questions spewed out like a cascade of cannons, instantly drowning Gartner, and each of these questions was sharper than one, and one more difficult to answer.

For an instant, Gartner was sweating coldly...

He really hadn't encountered such a big battle.

Cough, Gartner coughed, raised his hands up and pressed down, and when his voice gradually decreased, he said: "Friends from the press, please stay calm. Regarding your questions, our Computer Association will Give everyone a satisfactory explanation."

Hearing Gartner's words, everyone gradually became quiet.

"First of all, let me answer the question that everyone is most concerned about." Gartner cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Recently, it was rumored that Grindton, a member of the Computer Society, was suspected of murdering Turing Award candidates. I am here. Clarify."