Zhou Lin

The "Trial Show" is still going on, and there are more and more people in the live broadcast channel.

Even if some people don't know Borg, they can quickly learn the news related to him by searching his name on the dark web; and the news on the dark web... even the federation cannot cover it up, or can't cover it up. Clean.

Finally, when the number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 2,000, the judge proposed... a vote.

The voting rules are very simple. Every viewer can find two voting buttons in the lower right corner of the live broadcast page, below the comment box. The red button on the left displays "Yes" and the white button on the right displays "No." ".

Whenever the judge opens voting rights, all viewers will get a chance to vote within the next period of time; if they do not vote after the voting time, the vote will be deemed invalid and cannot be retained for the next voting.

Right now, the judge's voting question is simple - "Do you think Borg is guilty?"

"Are you kidding me!" Boger trembled and yelled just ten seconds after the voting started. "What kind of voting is this? Who is voting?"

Just below the posed camera, there is a small display screen, which displays the voting numbers in real time. Sitting in Borg's position, you can clearly see the numbers there; in fact, the judge also used that display Screen to know the voting status.

At this moment, looking at the red numbers that surged in an instant and the white numbers that didn't move at all, Borg was so angry that he cursed.

"Does it matter who is voting?" The judge stood leisurely beside Berg and looked at the latter's face.

"Of course it's important!" Borg shouted, "They... what class are they? What qualifications do they have..."

"Qualifications?" The judge interrupted him, "Haha...class?" He repeated Borg's words and smiled, "Mr. Borg, like most people who come to me, you are facing a simple question. Always complicate it.

"When I judge a woman, she questions the men who voted; when I judge a black man, he thinks there should be no white people among the voters; when I judge a churchman, he thinks he should not accept the vote. The opinion of an atheist; and when I judge an official, he talks to me about... class.

"Obviously, for you... the issue is not important, what is important is the position; everyone thinks that their camp, party, class, group... is the one who has the most say, but in fact, we all clear……"

Having said this, the judge picked up the knife again and waved it a few times in front of the opponent as if juggling.

"...The people who really have the right to speak are the people with knives, the people with guns, the people who occupy more social resources, and have more force, financial resources and power." The judge said and stopped. His gorgeous revolving knife, "As for the 'stand', it is just a form of people relying on each other... to make power grow... because 'many people' is also a kind of power, gathering a group of people who are similar to you People with opinions are always more powerful than you alone; even if these people are a bunch of rubbish who can only talk, the voice of a hundred such people is louder than one person."

While he was speaking, the number of votes on the small screen was still rising. The number of red votes had quickly exceeded two hundred, while the number of white votes was still zero.

"In short..." The judge glanced at the votes and continued, "Your so-called qualifications and class... are meaningless to me; when you reach Fengduluo Mountain, people will no longer be divided into three, six or nine grades; anyone, As long as you are watching this trial now, you have the right to vote...A scholar or an illiterate, a rich man or a beggar, a hero or a traitor, a federal agent or a wanted criminal...all are treated equally by me." He paused for half a second and raised his hand. "They only had to choose one simple question...guilty or not guilty," said Root.

"But they... who are they to make judgments? What do they know? It's nothing more than some hearsay rumors!" Borg knew that his status outside could not help him, so he changed his mind.

"Didn't you just say that? The 'official' has made an announcement about your matter. I think that in addition to rumors, they should also be able to find an official statement." The judge said, "Since they know both situations , why do you think they can't make a correct judgment? Could it be... Haha..." Two more pleasant sneers came out from under the mask, "Even you, the client, feel that the 'official' rhetoric is too unconvincing. Yet?"

"Nonsense! It's just...just because these stupid people tend to believe in some gossip!" As a result, Borg, who was unable to refute the opponent logically, turned his thoughts back to the class theory.

"Foolish people?" The judge heard this word and shrugged, "Mr. Berg, according to my investigation... your test scores and your IQ test results from childhood to adulthood have nothing outstanding... As a person who relies on As a lower-level bureaucrat who has infiltrated nepotism into the system, what kind of self-confidence allows you to remove yourself from the ranks of the 'foolish people' and place yourself in the 'elite' group?"

"I... in short, I don't accept it!" Borg became angry, "This is a frame-up! It's a slander! I'm innocent!"

"Oh?" At this moment, the judge suddenly paused and let out a very slight exclamation.

His reaction was naturally not due to Borg's pale excuses, but because... at this moment, he saw four more "not guilty votes" on the screen.

Although in the early days of the trial show, there were some people who did not take voting seriously and randomly counted white votes, but since the third period, such cases have disappeared; today’s judges are not only wanted criminals by the federal government, but also public officials. Urban legends are widely circulated on the Internet. No one will question the authenticity of this trial anymore, so everyone who votes knows what their vote means.

But... there were four votes at this moment, voting for "not guilty", and they were cast almost at the same time, with no more than three seconds between them.

This undoubtedly attracted the judge's attention.

…………

At the same time, in a command room at the FCPS European headquarters.

"Sir! Our votes..." The four agents who voted under Carmen's order all turned to look at her.

"Ah, I know." Carmen stared at the home screen and said calmly, "But this still doesn't prove that what we see is a 'live broadcast.'" She analyzed, "Maybe the other party just allows the votes at the bottom of the screen to be displayed in real time. , and what is playing on the screen is still the recording..."

Before Carmen could finish her sentence, the judge in the picture spoke: "Mr. Berg, you see, it seems that four 'enthusiastic citizens' think you are not guilty."

When he mentioned "enthusiastic citizens", he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of quotation marks, which seemed to mean something.

"Sir, that's great! He said it himself, which proves that what we saw must be a live broadcast." A female agent sitting near Carmen said excitedly after seeing this.

Hearing this, Carmen did not speak. On the contrary, the expression on her face became more solemn.

Because Carmen...has noticed something strange from the judge's behavior.

"Why did he say that? To further tease and anger Borg?

"Not to mention whether it is necessary or not, even if he really wanted to do that, with his eloquence, he could have said something else...

"Furthermore, judging from Borg's reaction and movement of his eyes, the device showing the voting should be right under the fixed camera, and both Borg and the judge can see it... Since they can both see it, isn't this nonsense?

"The soft exclamation that the judge just made was obviously a reaction after seeing the change in the white ticket, and after just one breath, he said those words...

"Judging from his frivolous context, it's okay to use 'It seems that several enthusiastic citizens think you are not guilty', but he chose to say the specific number of 'four', as if... he deliberately This message needs to be emphasized in front of the camera.”

Carmen thought very quickly, and these thoughts passed through her mind quickly before she was able to sort them out clearly.

"He seems... to be testing us." A few seconds later, Carmen muttered while looking at the screen.

"What? Aren't we testing him?"

"How can it be?"

"He found us?"

"But even if he tracked it using technical means, this is just our private mobile phone. How did he know..."

When the four agents in charge of voting heard Carmen's speculation, they immediately panicked.

"He was not completely sure that someone was testing him." Carmen remained calm, "But he had undoubtedly become suspicious, so...he immediately sent out a message, telling us that this was a 'live broadcast'...or in other words, it would be The things I plan to test are confirmed, and then we will see what actions we take next.”

"Then..." one of the detectives read, "let's temporarily stop this kind of testing, so that his suspicions will be eliminated soon."

"Not necessarily." Carmen replied coldly. After a second, she added, "And... we don't have to hide ourselves in front of him." As she said this, she reached out and brushed the bangs around her eyes, and then said , "The 'Judgment Show' has reached this day, and even ordinary civilians know it... The judge must have been targeted by the Federation, how could he not know it?

"In my opinion, the judge is well aware that every live broadcast he does is under the surveillance of federal agents, and he may be enjoying it.

“So, the idea of ​​‘making the judge think we are not watching the live broadcast’ is absurd in itself.

"In the past few months, you should have taken more proactive measures and tried to contact him...because criminals like him who are keen on public executions have a considerable degree of narcissism and desire for performance. What this kind of person likes most is to play cat-and-mouse with law enforcement and gain a sense of superiority; we are going to take advantage of this and let him expose his own flaws."

Although Carmen's words were not malicious and every sentence was basically to the point, it still made her subordinates feel a little embarrassed.

Sometimes "excellence" is too much, and even if you don't want to, you will offend people. Carmen is a helpless example.

"Network Department, please stop for a moment." After a few seconds, Carmen asked while thinking, "Can you...can use private mobile phones and general public networks to control the puppet machine?"

When the agents from the Internet Department heard this, they looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned back and responded in unison: "Easy."

Carmen nodded: "Okay, you don't have to do anything now. Take out your mobile phones and hack into the computers and mobile phones of ordinary citizens in a short time. Use them as puppet machines... The more, the better."

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On the other hand, the "Trial Show" scene.

"Don't be too nervous, Mr. Berg." The judge left the camera for a few dozen seconds, and then pushed a trolley over. "You are the only one on trial today, so the voting deadline will last for a long time. Maybe There’s no guarantee that there will be a shocking reversal in a while.”

"You...what are you going to do?" Borg's eyes changed as soon as he saw the things on the cart.

On the upper floor of the cart, there were several metal trays. In the trays, various types of tweezers, scissors, pliers, hammers were soaked in sterilized water... Anyway, they were all common tools in dental clinics.

"There's still too much time. I can't just show the audience a greasy uncle like you sitting there panting." The judge picked up a small pair of pliers, pinched the empty space twice, tilted his head, and said in a naughty tone Said to Borg.

"No...no..." Borg was already shaking his head. If possible, he hoped to faint immediately.

"Since you now have more 'guilty votes' than 'not guilty' votes, the 'trial' will begin from now on." The judge said, reaching out to grab the other party's head.

Seeing this, Borg moved his neck with all his strength. At this time, it was good for him to keep his head even one centimeter away from the other party: "No... wait... you don't have to do this... listen to me. …”

Although the judge seemed to be enjoying the "torture" of Borg at this time, his peripheral vision was actually looking at the monitor under the camera, watching... the changes in the "white numbers".

At this time...

The white numbers moved, and the "not guilty vote" increased to 8 at an extremely fast frequency. After a pause for a few seconds, it jumped to 12, then 16, 20, and stopped jumping at 20.

"Oh?" Under the mask, a smile that could almost crack his ears appeared on the judge's face. He thought in his heart, "What's going on? There seems to be a very interesting guy who wants to play with me. Son."

Thinking about it, the movements of his hands did not stop.

Even though the judge's arms didn't look thick, he could firmly hold Borg's face with one hand and force his mouth open.

Without anesthesia, Borg watched helplessly as the other party inserted a pair of pliers into his mouth and used brute force to randomly pull out one of his teeth.

Not to mention how spectacular the blood spurting out of his mouth was, but the heart-wrenching pain and screams... even many viewers sitting in front of the computer felt their whole bodies trembling.