On Christmas, Christians celebrate the day when poor little carpenter Joseph was daddy. The staff and directors of The New York Times never thought they would make headlines in media around the world on this day.

The New York Fire Department drove to No. 229 West 43rd Street in Times Square. The firefighters were dressed neatly and rushed into the eighteen-story building with water pipes. They thought they were here to put out the fire, but who knew they were here to make shit.

This is really something I've never seen before.

It was very cold in New York at the end of December, but the Times reporters and editors who were working in the building all had their faces, took off their coats, wrapped in blankets, and walked out of the building. Everyone had sadness and pain on their faces.

The uncrowned kings of the Times always point the camera at others and ask all kinds of weird and tricky questions. But today, they walked out of the newspaper headquarters building and came outside to stare at them.

That look was clearly gloating.

The local TV station's cameraman aimed the machine at the crowd walking out of the building, and the peer reporter stood in front of the camera, grabbed the microphone and made live reports in an exaggerated tone.

"OMG! This year's Christmas is a special day. The audience in front of the TV will never think of what I'm going through.

I was about to spend a warm night with my family, but the phone call from the station forced me to call and my boss said to me, 'Hi Mike, you have to go to Times Square now, where is there big news'.

Do you know? I hate the big news about the festival the most, which disturbed my family gatherings. But I had no choice but to put on my coat and leave home. On the way to driving, I was thinking about what big news it was. Did the New York Times catch fire?

But when I arrived at the scene to find out the situation..."

The expression of the reporter at the scene became extremely exaggerated at this moment. He shouted loudly: "OMG, OMG, OMG! You can't imagine what I saw and heard. The situation on the scene is too terrible. My brain cannot organize words. Because..."

The reporter took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength: "The toilet at the headquarters of the New York Times exploded. It was not just one toilet, but all toilets exploded.

Yes, I know you guys may be having dinner.

You will be shocked, dazed, and suddenly you will feel that the apple pie and roasted turkey on the dining table will suddenly become less fragrant. But the reality is what you think, and the whole building has now become a super big shit pit."

Hahahahahaha...

Vomiting vomiting vomiting vomiting...

I don’t know how many viewers are watching the live broadcast, but many people’s holiday moods are indeed mixed up. If it is a tragedy to explode a toilet, then it is definitely a comedy to explode all toilets!

The New York Times had to announce that it would be suspended for three days, and they had to take some time to clean up their headquarters building. Because every floor, every office, and every bathroom were all severely affected areas.

The ceiling, floor, walls, and air are severely polluted. The sewage pipes are completely broken. The septic tank at the bottom of the building is even more miserable.

This office environment is completely unavailable, and the staff of the Times can only evacuate. They will never think about Christmas Eve in their lives.

The fire department's men rushed in and quickly retreated, and even the warriors who had been strictly trained could not bear it. Before escaping, they only persisted in the "hell" with deep and shallow feet for less than three minutes.

After a long struggle, the sanitation department in New York drove a cleaning vehicle to rescue the emergency department. The health department also sent an ambulance to help resettle the trapped people on the scene.

Several reporters from TV stations rushed to the scene, set up long guns and cannons and aimed at the bottom exit of the Times building. At this moment, a group of Times staff came out in a row wrapped in blankets, and the reporters stepped forward regardless of the blockade.

"Oh, I saw Mr. Bratton. I know him and I have a very good relationship with him. I think I can go up and interview him.

Mr. Bratton, can you answer a few questions? What exactly happened in the building? What caused the toilet spray? Are there casualties?

Sir, say something. The whole of New York and even the whole United States are paying attention to you. The American people have the right to know. Talk about your own feelings. What exactly have you encountered?"

The staff in the building didn't want to speak at all, and they didn't want to say a word.

The reporter could only turn to the camera and shook his head and said, "It seems that Mr. Bratton is in a bad mood. He left without paying attention to us. I can understand, really understand. I don't want to talk.

Actually I have to thank him for not being interviewed. Because just the moment I approached him, my nose and lungs were seriously damaged.

I can't breathe, I can't do a single mouthful. It was a bad night, and we had deep sympathy for Mr. Bratton and our colleagues in The New York Times."

The reporter said sympathy, but there was no sympathy on his face.

Since there was no fire and no personnel trapped, the fire department's personnel quickly withdrew. They said that this life was not under their control and that they were not professional in dealing with shit, urine and farts.

People from the sanitation department appeared with a bitter and revengeful expression, mainly rinsing the water pipes everywhere and draining the sewage into the sewer.

During this period, the staff of the Times had to find ways to rescue office equipment and materials from the filth. This was really a terrible job, because it was difficult for them to judge how valuable a valuable document would be when it was covered in shit.

In the end, it can only be classified as garbage disposal.

As the fire department left, the TV station reporters rushed up to interview, mainly asking about the situation in the building.

The firefighters took off their insulating helmets, frowned, and shook their heads and sighed: "We didn't find the injured, but the situation in the building was terrible. All the floors were very disgusting, and the place was really unavailable.

It will take at least one week to complete the cleaning, and it will only take two or three months to redecorate it. During this period, the Times reporters must find another place to work. It is not convenient to make too many comments at the moment, and the police need to intervene in the investigation."

Firefighters have seen many disaster scenes and have enough psychological qualities to face the tragic accidents. But the entire building's toilet spray is really not counted, and this is the first time I have seen it.

Such a big incident happened to the New York Times, and the New York City Police Department also sent police officers to the scene. The reporters went to the police who surrounded the scene to ask for interviews and asked the same question.

The police only said that they would conduct in-depth investigations and were very cautious in their words. However, after entering the building, someone commented to the media in the name of a "well-informed person."

“As far as we see, we tend to maliciously destroy, otherwise it would be impossible for all sewage pipelines to have problems.

It is likely to be a bad prank, suspected that someone had thrown a trace of explosive device into the toilet. The technicians have found some evidence from the scene, such as fragments of the explosive device."

The reporters immediately asked: "How did the police find evidence from the scene?"

"It's the way you think. This time the criminal was really bad. He not only hurt the New York Times, but also hurt the New York Police Department.

There were not enough technicians, so we had to send police forces to find clues in extremely disgusting environments. So don't let us catch that guy, otherwise we must deal with him hard. This shit blower is so bad and disgusting."
Chapter completed!