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I have no idea who this man is or how he got in. Because he's wearing a long robe that covers his entire body, I don't know if he has Eloi or Moloch's bracelet. But his words seemed to make a lot of sense: If Ms Mistie's deduction was correct, then why did Miss Emma want to kill Allen herself?

Ms Mistie did not answer him. It seemed like she was lost in thought too? She continued to stare at Miss Emma with anger in her eyes, while Miss Emma also continued to lower her head. They were both trapped in this tragedy and were unable to come out.

I asked the mysterious person, "May I ask how you managed to get in? What do you mean by that? "

I couldn't see his face either, because the hood of his robe almost covered his forehead and eyes. "It doesn't matter who I am.

"Two people?"

"Of course, it is impossible for the Miss Emma to deliberately murder Mr. Allen, and it is also impossible for Mr. Allen to molest the Miss Emma."

"Are you so sure?"

"Definitely."

"Do you have any evidence?"

You can ask the Ms Mistie, "he said as he pointed at Mistie, but Mistie did not seem to care about this mysterious person who had suddenly appeared." You can ask her: If Allen knew about the secret history of the Miss Emma, how could she let the Miss Emma know about it?

I don't think the Ms Mistie is happy, probably because the appearance of the mysterious person is preventing her from obtaining 'victory'. Miss Emma was forced into a state of speechlessness just now, but the situation seems to have changed again. I can see that quite a few people in the comment section thought that he was right — Since Emma's backer was Eloi Company, was there a need to kill Allen personally?

I didn't know what to do, whether to listen to this mysterious man and ask Mistie, or what to do. But for the Access Rate, the director whispered in my ear, "Quickly go and ask about this matter. I don't know who he is either, but what he said makes sense. He had to have permission to enter, so if it wasn't someone from Eloi, it would be Moloch's person. I have to go up and ask. "

I then turned to Ms Mistie. "I have a question, you just said that your father, Mr. Allen, knows that Miss Emma has a genuine boyfriend — let's just assume this, because based on Mr Quinn's behavior yesterday, it would be hard for us to believe that he truly loves Miss Emma. Furthermore, you inferred that it must be because Miss Emma didn't want your father to speak of this matter to the public, that he wanted to silence them, right? "Then the question is …"

The mysterious man walked to my ear. "The question is, did Allen take the initiative to contact Emma?"

I repeated the mysterious person's question: "Did your father take the initiative to contact Emma? Otherwise, how would Emma know that this Allen fellow knows her secret? "

"This …" Ms Mistie was caught unprepared, "In short, Emma knows this point."

"No, no, this can't be left out," the mysterious man said seriously. "Emma couldn't have contacted Allen on his own accord after all, because Emma definitely didn't know about Allen — — how could Emma, as a big star, know about the affairs of an ordinary person? So, Allen must have contacted Emma on his own initiative, but what is his motive for doing so? "

I was a little surprised, because this mysterious person didn't take the initiative to ask Ms Mistie, but instead wanted me to pass on a message. However, I had no other choice but to force them: "Ms Mistie, I think you need to answer this question. Of course, Emma would never know that Allen and Mr. X knew each other, so he went to kill them to silence them. It must be Allen who contacted Emma, do you agree with this? "

"What do you mean?" This time it was her turn to get impatient, but I saw that Emma on the other side still had her head lowered, looking extremely dejected. Emma did not seem to understand what was happening, and she did not notice that the mysterious man had joined in.

"What I mean is, how did Emma know that Allen knew her secret? Allen must have told Emma about it on his own initiative, so what was the purpose of Allen doing so? " Following the mysterious person's train of thought, I also played the role of a detective. "So, the only purpose I can think of is … The reason why Allen wanted to contact Emma after finding out about Emma's secret was to extort and extort Emma! "

That's the only thing I can think of, and I think it's pretty reasonable.

The mysterious man gave me a big thumbs up and said, "Your deduction is just right, otherwise Emma would not have tried to kill everyone."

"Otherwise, Emma would not have tried to kill me," I repeated. "If what you said was true."

"Extortion?" Ms Mistie repeated my words numbly, "Extortion?"

"What other reason would there be?"

"Are you saying that after my father met Mr. X in Sleeping Religion, he went and extorted Miss Emma?"

"Isn't that reasonable?" I felt like I was completely in the role of a detective. "That explains everything," I said. For the sake of her own career, the Miss Emma could not let this matter be exposed. But perhaps when Miss Emma first signed the contract with Eloi Film And Television Company, she did not inform the film and television companies about this point, so it was inconvenient for Miss Emma to let Eloi handle this matter. Thus, on that afternoon, the Miss Emma and Mr. Allen made an appointment to meet at Greenbird Bay. In the end, everyone knows that Mr. Allen was pushed into the river by the Miss Emma and drowned because he was too old. "

"Your analysis is really logical!" I don't know if the director was praising me or just teasing me.

I saw Ms Mistie suck in a breath of cold air. "No matter what, Miss Emma was the one who pushed my father down the river on purpose. That cannot be changed."

"Of course not!" The mysterious man suddenly interrupted, looking at my sunglasses, it was obvious that he knew we were doing a live broadcast, "So it looks like the 'victim', Mr. Allen, is also dishonorable! When he found out about the secrets of the Miss Emma, he tried to extort her. In the end, maybe due to the lack of agreement on the price, he fought with the Miss Emma. Although the final outcome was his death by falling into the water, I believe that Miss Emma was the real victim in this matter! The only mistake she made was not calling the police. Oh, I'm not talking about Mr. Allen who didn't inform the police to save him from drowning, I'm talking about this extortion case where they failed to call the police! "

I originally thought that Ms Mistie would refute his words, but she did not say a word like him.

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, I had to continue playing the role of a detective. "Ms Mistie and Miss Emma, what do you think of this reasoning?"

Emma still did not raise his head.

The Ms Mistie seemed to want to give an explanation: "Extortion of the Miss Emma? Why blackmail her? My father didn't value money very much. "

"This is only one side of your story. Moreover, he experienced a Sleeping Religion ceremony, right?" The mysterious person continued speaking into my sunglasses. I could feel that his saliva was about to reach my face, "Ms Mistie was honest earlier, her father indeed vaguely saw his wife at the ceremony. We can surmise that he completely believed in the existence of the god announced by the Sleeping Religion through this experience, or rather, he believed part of it. "Anyway, is there hope for me to see my wife again, or even for my wife to be revived?"

"Yes, perhaps," I thought. "But why extort the Miss Emma?"

"Do you think our God wants you to realize your wishes? There's no need …" I saw the mysterious person's strange smile. "You don't need money!"

Ah!

This sentence allowed me to instantly understand the gist of the matter, "You mean, Mr. Allen wants the God of Virtuality whom Sleeping Religion believes in to revive his wife — whether it is in reality or in the virtual world. But it would take a lot of money, wouldn't it? So when he found out that Mr. X was Emma's boyfriend, he resorted to extortion! "Then you are …"

Before I could finish, I heard Ms Mistie loudly cursing: "Mr Latimer! What nonsense are you talking about! "How could anyone take such a risk just to have a chance to see their loved ones in the virtual world?"

I didn't know if that would be the case, but the mysterious person told me to continue asking, so I gave him an example: "Ms Mistie, if you meet your father in the virtual world, what kind of price will you pay?"

"I know it's fake, so I won't pay any price."

"But …" I adjusted my sunglasses. "Based on the comprehensive data, the 'father' in this virtual world is exactly the same as your father in every aspect! Whether it's appearance, personality, preferences, or even mantra, they are all the same!" Don't you want to see a father like that? "

"What are you talking about?" She didn't seem to understand me. "What are you talking about? Who do you think you are? You're a detective, you're just a host! "

Indeed, I am just a host, but... But now that things have developed to this point, I have to step forward and say a few words, because I think what the mysterious man said makes perfect sense. My role as a detective is not only to follow the instructions of the director, but also to obey my own conscience!

But I still don't understand why this mysterious man in a long robe didn't directly talk to Mistie. Oh, maybe he knows the Ms Mistie, so he has to wear a robe to hide himself?

However! He had just mentioned, "Don't our gods need money?" In that case, could he also be a member of this mysterious organization called Sleeping Religion?

I wanted the director's confirmation, but he never gave me the signal. I think he was asking for information about the man, too.

Who exactly was he taught, or was he a staff member arranged by the upper levels of Eloi to make the show more exciting? I think that the Access Rate of the "Daydream Theater" has already far surpassed the "Robot Theater", so it is understandable that the higher ups of the Eloi have specially arranged for a character to enter the program to push it to a new climax.

Even they have the right not to inform us of this arrangement in advance, because it gives the audience a truer feeling that we don't have any scripts, and that things themselves are so complex and varied and climactic!

"Well, it seems you don't want to answer." I gave up asking Mistie questions and turned to face Miss Emma. She seemed to have turned into a statue with her head lowered, "Miss Emma, did you hear what we just said? I think if you could say a word, even a nod, we'd all know the whole story. Now, do you have anything else to say? "

The mysterious person stood beside Miss Emma with interest, but I don't think Emma would recognize him, she remained motionless, as though she was admitting her mistake.

I continued to persuade him, "Even though Ms Mistie had raised some key questions, you were once put into a difficult situation. However, as you have heard, the 'extortion' deduction has already put the other party in a disadvantageous situation. I think as a star, he should be able to serve as a role model for society. "Miss Emma, now is the time …

Before I could finish my words, Miss Emma raised her head. Her beautiful face was already filled with tears. But she stifled a cry and stood up, looking straight at me.

Of course, I knew that she wasn't looking at me, but was talking to thousands upon thousands of her fans: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love my fans. "I …"

But after saying only two short sentences, she couldn't stop herself from sobbing. Even though she covered her mouth with her hand, I could still hear the sound of her mournful cries coming from between her fingers.

"Miss Emma …" I feel so sorry for her. Maybe she didn't make any mistakes, just entered the wrong company at the wrong time and met the wrong person …

Just as I was about to go up and comfort Emma, she suddenly kneeled in front of me. Sorry... This is all my fault... "My fault …" She was sobbing.

I immediately tried to help her up, but the mysterious person stood in front of Miss Emma and blocked him: "This is her apology to her lover, please do not stop her actions, this is the real Miss Emma!"

"Everyone... What do you think of me... After you are released from prison... I will definitely give everyone an explanation... I will use good works to repay my fans' affection. " She regained her composure. I saw that her eyes were pure, and her words were filled with a gentle power.

"As expected of the Miss Emma!" I thought, "Is she really wrong? Was Allen really that right? Even though she was under such great pressure, she did not forget the people who loved her and even said that she would use her hard work to repay her fans. "I …"

I almost had tears in my eyes as well. I saw that the comment section was already filled with fans supporting the Miss Emma, especially when the votes were all turned towards her.

Miss Emma, we will always support you!" "Anyone who says bad things about you will never be a good person!", "Miss Emma, please work hard!", "I do not believe in anyone who slanders Miss Emma at all!", "Miss Emma, please do not cry, it's a new day tomorrow.", "Miss Emma, do your best to live for yourself!", "We will forever believe that the Miss Emma is innocent!" … And so on and so on and so on and so on and so on.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten Miss Mistie who was standing on the other side. All of her efforts and so-called evidence seemed to vanish like smoke in the face of the tears and kowtows of this beautiful female celebrity.

But because I saw such a one-sided message, I became rational instead. I don't think Miss Emma's reply was substantive at all. It was just a few pleasantries, even if it matched with the tears that didn't seem like they were forced out.

Both Miss Emma and Ms Mistie have something to sympathize with, but I still don't know the truth of the matter, so I can't come to a conclusion.

At this time, the mysterious robed man suddenly walked to my side and whispered into my ear, "Tonight at seven o'clock, at Greenbird Bay. Let's go see the God of Virtuality."

"You're saying …" But before I could ask, he was out of the viewing room and out of sight. Did he mean to take us to the Sleeping Religion? Was he really a member of this mysterious organization?

The two little black men were still spinning around us, as if the mysterious man had never appeared.

After I helped the Miss Emma up, I heard one of Little Black's robotic voice say, "The visiting hours are over, please leave." Ms Mistie was looking at him in a daze, her eyes seemingly devoid of resentment and anger.

Yes, it was as if he had lost all sense of self.