Overturned Tower

"I said, little brother..."

Ice water casually greeted the guards in the room.

She was leaning on the sofa in the hotel at the moment, her hands were bound together by handcuffs. On her slender white neck, she wore a metal collar that shone with red light. On the data ports on both sides of her collarbone, there is a jamming chip that can completely cut off the network.

But even so, Bing Shui didn't panic in the slightest.

She even crossed her legs, showing the same brisk expression as in the past, and there was no fear on her smiling face.

If it weren't for the handcuffs on her hands and the explosive collar around her neck.

It didn't look like a kidnapped person at all, but more like the leaders of these guards—the people who guarded her seemed to be subordinates who were reporting to her.

"...Aren't you afraid?"

The young guard wearing a helmet couldn't help asking.

Seeing this, another middle-aged guard who was also wearing a helmet beside him suddenly pressed the young guard's back, then waved the electric shock device in his hand towards the ice water with the other hand, and snapped, "Be honest!"

"Sir, I came to chat with you, which shows that I am in an 'honest' state now."

Bing Shui was murdered, but she was not afraid at all.

She smiled and replied: "Think about it, there is no TV here, and I can't connect to the Internet here. That is to say, even if I am quiet, I am not resting... because there is no entertainment for me to relax.

"If I keep quiet all the time, isn't that unstable? Maybe, I'm thinking about ways to escape; maybe I'll find a way to break the state of being blocked on the Internet. I may even be overwhelmed by pressure. And insanity... I think you don't want me to do something irrational?

"Since you are idle, why not come and chat with me? Isn't this a good way to distract me?

"—or are you so afraid of opening your shells to others and making your own way?"

The slender girl with short tea-brown hair, one strand of which was dyed blonde, just smiled and asked slowly.

The two guards looked at each other, and the older one slowly let go of his hand.

"In order to prevent you from having any thoughts that you shouldn't appear, Miss Bingshui—let me declare first that the key to the explosive collar around your neck is not in our hands."

The middle-aged man sneered: "Just wait for His Excellency the Emperor to save you. Then, you will see the program group you are familiar with."

"I have a question."

Bing Shui paused, and suddenly asked, "Is Mr. Liao Wang involved?"

"The vice president, he..."

The young man blurted out, but suddenly realized something, and covered his mouth.

Bing Shui just shook his head: "Don't be nervous, 'Gradually'. I recognized you before you spoke.

"I remember you—when you carry heavy loads, your right foot always wobbles a bit. Didn't I give you a hand when you lifted the machine last time?"

"...you only met me once and you remember me?"

The young man called "Yujin" was stunned: "But that was already three months ago...but we obviously only met once..."

"Just three months, it won't make me forget my colleagues."

Bingshui smiled helplessly: "I've said it all, I'm not cheating you. Mr. 'Bull', I also remember you. Last month, when I was lectured by Vice President Wang Wang in the director's office, what did you tell me?" I handed over a cigarette - although I don't smoke. But thank you.

"I think my complexion was not very good at that time, so you want to comfort me."

"…Humph."

The middle-aged man snorted.

The voice sounded like a disdainful sneer, and it seemed to be satisfied for something.

"Are you not afraid because you recognized both of us?"

The bull replied coldly: "If you think you can get close to us, you are very wrong."

"I know."

Bing Shui smiled: "Miss Bai Xue died like this. When the chief reporter is no longer obedient, or when she is too prestige...someone will want to change it."

"You're guessing wrong, we didn't kill Bai Xue."

Bull paused: "Okay. To be precise, she shouldn't have committed suicide at that moment. Someone brought her death forward, which also prevented our plan from being completed... In a hurry, you are the only one who can stop at this time." go up.

"Now, you are useless."

"Ah, I know that."

The smile on Bing Shui's face gradually faded: "Virtual 'Little Liuli', right?"

This is the information she inquired from her friends in the technical department last week.

Tianen Daily, or Tianen TV—or a higher level existence, such as the board of directors.

Some people hope that "Little Liuli" can come back again. Because the image of Xiao Liuli is a brand in itself.

The original "reporter" should bring people the truth.

However, in Happy Island, well-known reporters are the real power holders with authority. Because people trust them so much that journalists can easily correct mistakes and cover up problems with just a few words.

Xiao Liuli has achieved the ultimate on the road of chief reporter.

First of all, she has been widely recognized and trusted by people, and at the same time obeys the orders and constraints of the board of directors. Not doing news that the board didn't want her to cover.

In other words, she was dancing in shackles—and doing it well.

Neither white snow nor ice water can do this.

Bai Xue is obedient but incompetent.

Bingshui is capable but disobedient.

So Tianen Daily bought a new artificial intelligence core from Sogo Island.

By importing all the data of Xiao Liuli, they fabricated a "virtual Xiao Liuli" that was as real as possible.

She has a virtual personality that is almost exactly the same as Xiao Liuli, and because it is essentially a program, it is still completely controlled.

Although the use of virtual reporters to report news will definitely bring a lot of trouble and resistance.

But people's feelings for "Little Liuli" can eliminate this resistance to the greatest extent—because compared with Baixue and ice water, people still miss the little Liuli who has passed away more. And this long-lost feeling will give birth to tolerance.

Next, as long as one more event occurs to tell people what risks and inconveniences live journalists made of flesh and blood will encounter, they can take advantage of the situation and push out virtual reporters.

Bingshui realized this long before today.

"...you already know about 'Electronic Robin'?"

The young "Yujin" was stunned: "Then why aren't you afraid at all?"

"Of course I know, and of course I'm afraid."

Bing Shui sighed helplessly: "How can there be someone who is not afraid of death? How can there be someone who will not die?"

"then you…"

"—But compared to being afraid of death~www.wuxiahere.com~, I am more afraid that I will die. It is worthless."

Bing Shui said calmly: "A huge change is coming, and no one can stop it.

"Since you have plans that belong to you...why can't I have a plan that belongs to me?"

"...Are you really a member of the Relief Society?"

"What about you?"

Bing Shui acquiesced, and asked back: "Who are you guys?

"Don't answer, let me guess...

"Judging from the style, I think...you should come from the 'veil of ignorance', right?."