C7

Just as Ms Mistie wanted to answer, I heard the director's voice that sounded exceptionally excited. "Latimer, according to the current situation, you have to know, the Access Rate are almost surpassing the 'Robot Theater' next door." So... The "Robot Theater" program under the banner of Moloch Company has always been our mortal enemy. Even though the other party was not a live broadcast program nor a reality show, perhaps it was because they saw the "thing" like the Bionic Human as the main character, which also satisfied many people's curiosity. Oh, of course, I think one of the main reasons is the advent of the superstar Miss Beta.

So we have created a completely new voting board, the spectators can freely vote based on the progress of the case, either supporting Emma is truly too defenseless, or supporting the Ms Mistie's words — I think her meaning is very clear, she is saying that Emma deliberately killed Allen! I nodded, which was exactly what she meant, judging by her aggressive tone.

But vote? Let the spectator who watches the show and doesn't know the truth — or perhaps he doesn't want the audience who knows the truth to judge who is right and who is wrong? Just from the words of the Ms Mistie alone, he had deliberately created a wave of public opinion? I don't quite understand why the director is doing this.

"Of course it's for the Access Rate, Latimer!" The director was still blabbering on, and I often thought he was like an annoying fly buzzing in my ear, "You see, if you create some kind of conflict or contradiction, you're bound to attract more attention. What was even more ingenious was that if he could draw the conflict from others to himself, then... Everyone gets beaten up to defend their point of view, do you understand? "

"Luckily, he said it so clearly, I now completely understood the director's intention — to ignite the conflict between right and wrong onto the spectator's body like a wildfire. Wouldn't the bystander be more enthusiastic about joining in?" So, it's time to give the program a short suspension. "

Tshere was nothing I could do. Even though I disapproved of this kind of behavior, but as a live broadcast, I was like a lifeless prop, I had to act according to the director's intentions. So I waved my hand to let the Ms Mistie rest for a moment: "My friends, now, in the lower left corner of your vision, there are two voting buttons. If you support Lady Emma and think that she should be released in three days time and return to the big screen, click on the 'Emma' button on the left. If you support Ms Mistie, you think that this case is really strange, and it is possible that Emma did not hesitate to kill Ms Mistie's father for some unspeakable purpose, and then click the 'Mistie' button on the right. and we can actually count the votes on both sides, "he said.

I noticed that there were some doubts in the message, so I added according to the director's request: "Regardless of the truth of the matter, if after three days there is no evidence that can prevent Miss Emma from getting out of prison, then the audience that supports Emma will receive VIP privileges in one episode. Furthermore, if we can find any evidence to prevent Miss Emma from getting out of prison, or at least delay her release, then the spectators who support the Ms Mistie can obtain … " I paused for a long time, but the director was obviously not optimistic about Mistie.

I crossed my index finger in front of my sunglasses. "So, the audience who supports the Ms Mistie will get the VIP privileges of ten episodes!" Just as I said that, the comments section was once again filled with a bloody mess.

"Of course it's true," I answered. "Obtain VIP privileges for all programs in Eloi Company!" However, this was clearly a risky investment for the program team because there was no penalty set for the wrong audience. The director explained that this was the result of the program team's balance. After all, they had to pay a price before they could reap any rewards.

But I think the hidden message for the program team is — Anyway, with the support of the 'VIP Protection Law', it is impossible for Miss Emma to lose, so paying only one episode of VIP privilege can win more Access Rate and users. This is a pretty good deal.

"We will announce the results every two hours, now …" I felt that the program I hosted before was just another program, while Miss Mistie was just ignored for a long time, "Now let's turn our attention back to Ms Mistie! Do you have any more concrete evidence against this case? "

Mistie was obviously unhappy, she didn't seem to be able to understand why a person's innocence was linked to the VIP rights of the program: "Hehe, looks like I have to thank those who voted for me for my support?"

I smiled awkwardly. "How many people support you will depend on what evidence you can come up with."

Thus, I once again flew her past. The Bionic Human and the old man on the street moved along with the scenery, and soon, they were no longer seen. Every time I see this, I feel an inexplicable mixture of regret and sadness, as if we would all be left behind by this unrealistic world one day.

We returned to the Ms Mistie's house. If compared to the apartment that she lived in before, this place was indeed quite backward. There weren't any Bionic Human that could maintain sanitation, and the technological equipment in the house also seemed to be in a prehistoric era. As a result, that Access Chair became the only eye-catching thing. I don't think she would have bought such a chair if she hadn't seen hope on our show.

Whether it was the tomb or the rare items that were valuable, they were all valuable treasures. In our time, the cheap is often not something that is naturally available, but the electronic "junk" is the most common. I think she spent all her living expenses and relief money on these things. No wonder when I first saw her, she looked so yellow. This is a sign of malnutrition — this is very rare, I once said that humans are just a lump of mud melted on a Access Chair, slowly flowing out with yellow fat and white brain matter …

"Some of the evidence is in my father's house." She opened the door, and I didn't smell any discomfort, which meant that she used to clean her father's room. "A lot of things, from all kinds of media," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not the kind of person who likes holographic projection, so I printed them on paper -- and I don't have a 3D model."

I saw the room full of papers: walls, tables, beds, even hanging from the ceiling because there wasn't enough space... These pieces of paper were like a giant spider web that enveloped Ms Mistie and me.

"These …" I looked at them, horrified by the sight of the cemetery. "What's on these sheets of paper?"

Ms Mistie walked into the center of the Spiderweb. "Even though I don't have a partner, I could have shared Heaven's End with my father. However, because of this … I instead spent nearly half a year's time to gather information related to Emma. Whether it was from the holographic news or the virtual broadcast, I wanted to find a bit of information regarding Emma. From before she became famous to after she became famous, even after she went to prison, I was constantly watching her. Hehe, dear lady Emma … "

She suddenly tore a piece of paper with a portrait of Emma on it from the wall. "Dear Lady Emma, you might not have thought that your biggest fan in this world is actually your enemy, what a joke!"

She handed me the piece of paper. I saw that it was a piece of news from many years ago, and Emma who was still a bit young officially joined Eloi's film and television branch. If I remember correctly, it was also during this year that Moloch, the arch-enemy, established the Film Group which was formed by robots.

"But what's the point of these news reports? This cannot be regarded as evidence. Furthermore, in my opinion, this photo has nothing to do with Emma's case. " I'm telling the truth.

"The clues are usually hidden, not to mention that we need to piece together a lot of information to figure out what is going on." Ms Mistie stuck the photo back onto the wall, "You know that there's a public couple in Miss Emma right?"

In reality, I didn't know, but the barrage of bullets randomly gave me an answer. "Oh yes, they are also artistes from Eloi Film And Television Company, called Quinn. I don't know much about him. "

"As far as I'm concerned, they've been a couple for — on the surface, I mean — two years. But you know, whether it's male or female, once you have emotional ownership, it reduces their value. "

"Perhaps …" I actually understand what she means, but Eloi is my boss, so I really can't agree so easily.

"So, although they have been in love with each other for two years, they have never talked about marriage." "Maybe it's not about feelings at all, but because once they're married they're worth less."

"That seems to be the case."

"So what is value?" Ms Mistie's voice suddenly rose, "As a star, what is the value of a VIP?"

"For the audience, you mean?"

"For the audience, whether stars are valuable in a world where you can see or even touch a big star in close proximity with a live broadcast depends on whether they can satisfy the audience's fantasies. Do you understand? "

"You mean, if... For example, if Emma is married, then Emma will not be able to satisfy the fantasies of the audience? "

"That's right, because these spectators, these spectators on the Access Chair, all thought that they could conquer these VIP celebrities. All these people daydream about is... It was just that he could take over these VIP celebrities. So once that wish is ended by reality, they lose interest in VIP stars. "

I somewhat understood what she meant, but her words clearly infuriated the audience. Not only did I see the insults from the screen of bullets, I also saw the decline in Ms Mistie's support rating through a special channel.

"Well, maybe that's true. This Quinn is Emma's boyfriend on the surface, so what does Quinn have to do with the case? "

"The only thing that matters is that …" Mistie tore another photo off the wall, "It's because he's not Emma's boyfriend."