The host sits in a chair with a lit screen next to him.
On the screen was the masked man who just appeared.
"I heard that you are a believer in the God of Chaos?"
The host asked with interest.
"Yes, chaos is the most beautiful thing in the world."
The masked man's smile is even more terrifying.
——
Outside the studio, a woman with short chestnut hair and dark eye sockets was staring at the screen in front of her, staring at the man wearing a fat doll mask in the screen.
Finally, she suddenly raised her head and threw her disheveled hair back. She looked at the broadcasting staff around her and shouted,
"Stop, everyone, stop. This is not the actor we invited. Contact Jet immediately and cut off the communication."
Jett is the host's name.
The surrounding staff immediately began to cut off the broadcast in confusion, and tried to contact the host in the studio using the microphone, but received no response.
The host was still smiling and chatting with the masked man in the picture.
Ding--
An additional voice cut in, and a deep voice sounded from the speakers in the studio,
"What's wrong?"
"Boss, the actor who was chatting with Jet is not the actor we invited," the woman said immediately, "I'm a little worried... We need to terminate this program immediately."
"Lina," the voice from the loudspeaker suddenly laughed and said somewhat repressedly,
"Do you know how much money I spent to prepare this show? Do you know that all the investors are watching us? Isn't this your plan? If the masked man is really a believer of the God of Chaos, wouldn't it be more Okay? Our audience is continuing to grow, do you know what these are? Money! Hundreds and millions of federal coins!"
The voice paused, "Cut it back immediately. If any of you don't want to do it anymore, you can pack your things and leave immediately."
The chestnut-haired woman named Lina was stunned when she heard these words, while other staff members had lowered their heads and reconnected to the communication.
Lina immediately opened the door and rushed out.
——
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, He Ao only saw that after the masked man appeared, the entire screen went dark for a few seconds, displaying 'Fault...', and then immediately cut back.
Although this seemed to be no problem, He Ao frowned slightly.
The host in the studio was still very normal, chatting with the masked man through the screen.
Although he was a little frightened when he saw the masked man's terrifying smile, he still had the courage to continue the topic.
Finally, after some preparation, they finally talked about the core issue, and he asked softly,
"As a believer in the God of Chaos, what do you think is the reason for the high crime rate in Kaya City?"
"Because..." The masked man cracked his mouth and smiled. He seemed to be really happy. His voice had a kind of suppressed and terrifying hoarseness, "Because there are you bastards who are favored by the gods."
His voice was long, harsh, and creaky.
It's like a saw cutting through the bone bit by bit.
The host was stunned and glanced at the manuscript on the table.
Why didn't this guy follow the script?
"Because of the existence of you bastards," the masked man walked towards the camera step by step, tilting his head with a weird smile on his face. He got closer to the camera little by little until his face almost occupied the entire screen, "This world is like this. interesting."
His voice was low and deep,
"You are greedy and selfish, arrogant and despicable. Why did you invite a 'believer of the God of Chaos' to come for an interview? It's just for attention, for traffic, and for these attracted audiences.
After you get traffic, you will be eager to monetize it. You don't care about the quality of the manufacturers who advertise with you. You only care about money. You are like those cute little mice in the sewer, always greedy.
Let’s go to a place that smells like silver coins.”
He held up the camera, and the scene behind him started to rotate.
"You make the poor work hard for their lives, and in the end they only get enough money to eat. They kneel in front of you and beg you, but they will still be ruthlessly abandoned by you.
You greedily oppress them, plunder their property, rob their houses, leave them without a place to live, make them unable to eat, and let them look for food in trash cans, but you are here to laugh at them and laugh at them.
They can't afford food and laugh at them because they don't have a place to live.
Why are there so many criminals and such beautiful chaos in Kaya City? It’s all caused by you bastards who think you are noble and greedy.”
The screen stopped shaking, and the surrounding background had turned into the doorway of a somewhat dim room. In the room stood figures wearing all kinds of strange circus masks. They twisted their bodies and stared at the camera with a grin.
.
The masked man holding the camera walked to the middle of the room, where a rich-looking man with delicate skin was tied up in the room like a bundle of bugs.
The masked man took out a pitch-black pistol from his arms and said, "Let us randomly send a lucky viewer to see God."
boom--
Bright red blood sputtered out.
"vomit--"
The host who faced this scene retched immediately.
He immediately stood up and shouted, "Turn off the live broadcast! Turn off the live broadcast!"
Then he tried to pull the door of the studio, but found that the door of the studio was locked somewhere. No matter how hard he pushed, it would not move.
The staff who were originally in the studio also rushed out in panic and tried to open the door, but the door remained motionless.
"Hey, the door can't be opened," the masked man chuckled again on the screen. Then he took out a tissue and slowly wiped away the 'stains' on the lens.
Then he pointed the camera at his mask again, and he took out a small red button.
"What do you think this is?"
He just pressed the button.
Tick tock—tick tock—
The sound of some kind of clock moving sounded in the studio.
At first, only one or two people heard it and slowly stopped. Then, as they quieted down and listened, more and more people heard the countdown, and the entire studio slowly became quiet.
Only the crisp, moving sound of the clock echoed in the studio, and was projected through the studio microphone and echoed in the ears of every audience member.
In this weird silence, the masked man on the screen suddenly made an explosion gesture.
"Boom~!"
This sudden sound startled everyone in the studio, and then they all immediately rushed to the studio door to the side like crazy, trying to push it open and escape.
Boom, boom,
It was the sound of flesh hitting the door.
But no matter how hard they hit the door, it wouldn't budge.
"Hahaha, I lied to you," the masked man laughed, and the laughter spread to everyone's ears, "Actually, this thing called dynamite,"
Everyone was quiet for a while.
He lowered his voice and said, "It's real."
Tick tock—tick tock—
The fatal countdown rang in everyone's mind.
"You only have twenty minutes. Run away, run away, run away with all your strength. Of course, you can also try to find the explosive, but as soon as you touch it,"
The masked man laughed and said, "It will explode."
"Little knowledge, the door is welded shut, little cuties, I hope this is an unforgettable morning for you."
Then the masked man walked out carrying the camera, with clouds on his head, and started handing out balloons to children on the street.
A little fishy smell gradually spread.
The staff looked inside.
I saw a pool of yellow liquid oozing out from the feet of the originally pot-bellied host.
——
"Why haven't you cut off the live broadcast yet!?"
In the boss's office, Lina stared blankly at the panicked scene of everyone on the screen.
"It's okay, I've already called the police. The Kaya City police will be here soon. They will definitely be rescued. Look," the tall boss smiled and pointed at the actual number of viewers on the screen, "It's one million.
, one million people are going to watch online soon, Lena, do you know how much money this means?”
Lina watched the comments flashing past the live broadcast screen. Most people thought it was an act. Only a small number of people said they had called the police, and many people were mocking the host for being unbearable.
"That bastard Jett cares most about his reputation. If you let a million people look at him like this, even if he survives, he will go crazy!"
Although Lina didn't like the host who never showed any mercy, it didn't mean that she could ignore the other person being tormented like this.
"Don't be anxious, Lina, it's a small setback. You will always encounter some small setbacks in life."
The boss didn't look up at Lina at all, but looked at the rising number of viewers with a smile.
"Crazy, you're crazy."
Lina stepped back blankly, feeling that the person in front of her was strangely strange.
She turned around and ran outside, wanting to cut off the live broadcast herself.
"what are you up to?"
The boss suddenly became alert, but Lina had already run away at this moment.
He pressed the phone on the table.
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As soon as Lina ran back to the director's floor, two burly security guards rushed up and grabbed her.
"Miss Lina, the boss said you were fired and asked us to send you away."
——
He Ao looked at the huge civilians and frowned slightly.
The feeling that something was wrong in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Twenty minutes was enough for Director Jie Lang to open the door and rush to rescue these people.
If the method shown by the other party in the picture just now is true, then the other party should be an unscrupulous criminal and would not be able to leave such an obvious amount of time to survive.
If you really want to kill someone, the other party can just detonate it directly, no countdown is needed.
Moreover, the other party has not hung up the communication and is still sending balloons on the street. This fact itself seems a bit strange.
This is equivalent to exposing one's position, as if to say, "Come and catch me."
Or, the other party is really unscrupulous and wants to have fun.
or,
He Ao raised his head and looked at the blue, cloudless sky.
The other party is trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain, disrupt the situation, and fish in troubled waters.
