Miles sat on the sofa, calmly looking at the TV screen that had long since lost signal. The thoughts that emerged in her heart were like waves under the moon, making her feel uneasy.
The signal was interrupted just a few minutes ago, and the accident came without warning. The lark that was supposed to be under control at the scene suddenly went crazy for some reason, and just raised his eyes a few times and knocked down all the people with firearms on the scene.
.
This ability to kill people invisible, as well as the power to control the life and death of the living in an instant... both tell people that this is the terror of AI.
Immediately afterwards, the signal of the live broadcast was interrupted. It felt like a video recorder recording live scenes in a horror movie. The scene was suddenly cut off after the ghost appeared, leaving the audience with nothing but shocking fear.
Horror, weirdness and danger, these are the impressions left in Miles' mind after watching the live broadcast.
She believed that viewers around the world would be just like her, and would be shocked by the horrific scene at the end of the live broadcast, and an unprecedented fear would arise deep in their hearts.
After all, hearsay is no match for witnessing it with your own eyes.
No matter how much education and publicity is used to inform the public about the dangers of AI, nothing can compare to an intuitive "seeing it with one's own eyes".
Human beings will always be afraid of things beyond their cognition, especially if the existence of such things itself threatens themselves, then they will definitely take action in the future.
Myers can imagine that in the future, all new American citizens who watch this live broadcast will inevitably set off a wave of opposition to "intelligent AI".
However, now that all dangerous AIs are under control, network surveillance has been protecting the public from AI, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see real circulating AIs throughout their lives.
Therefore, if there is no one to resist, these citizens will inevitably point their finger at the "unlucky guy" mentioned repeatedly in the live broadcast - that is herself, the new American President Miles.
What will be left for a president who has lost public support?
And more importantly, she seemed to have done nothing from beginning to end. The only thing she did wrong was not to talk to Spider Murphy...
With just one thought, all her efforts in this life will be in vain.
"Spider Murphy...Spider Murphy!" Miles clenched his fists and roared almost hysterically:
"Why, why do you want to persecute me like this? What did I do wrong?"
At this point, no matter what Spider Murphy's purpose is, it no longer matters.
In the past few days, Miles had also imagined that Spider Murphy might have some tricks up his sleeve. Those seemingly impulsive and childish action plans might be hiding some unknown intention.
If, if Spider Murphy really achieves her goal, can she also benefit from it?
After all, the methods shown by the opponent are enough to prove that even if things develop to the worst outcome, Spider Murphy still has the ability to turn the tables. At worst, he will just flip the table and stop playing, killing Hansen and others.
But these fantasies, at this moment, have finally become phantoms of the past.
She lost, she lost unclearly, she lost completely.
What can she do now?
It was nothing more than asking Spider Murphy to let her die clearly.
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Although Miles screamed angrily, the AI she was waiting for never showed up.
Just when she felt tired, a voice suddenly appeared:
"Do you understand that you want to die?"
It was still the familiar female voice.
It's just that compared to the special way of speaking and tone in the past few days, Spider Murphy seems to be much calmer at this moment, and is no longer as out-of-the-box as before.
"Oh, you are finally willing to come over and take pity on me?" Miles smiled miserably.
"It's not pity, it's goodbye."
Spider Murphy's tone seemed a little happy:
"I've got what I want. Thank you for your cooperation these days. The safety door of the secret room has been opened. You can walk out at any time."
"Then what you promised me before..."
"That's just a lie, Ms. Myers. It's like lying to a child. You always have to take out the candy and show it to him... except that I have achieved my purpose, so what you get is not candy, just some coaxing."
It's just a human candy wrapper." Spider Murphy said without mercy:
"You have no value anymore, Ms. Myers."
Although he had already guessed that Spider Murphy would most likely not fulfill his promise, the other party's words still shattered Miles's last vestige of fantasy.
She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a long time, she asked in a hoarse voice:
"Just like what you just said, can you make me understand my 'death'?"
"Sorry, I can't comment on the specific details. I can only say that these days of fun are just a test, and the final test results made me very satisfied. I also met the person I met and got what I wanted.
The answer." Spider Murphy said.
It's that simple?
Go fuck yourself!
Miles' expression gradually became ferocious: "So you have done so many things to bring me to this end, but in the end you didn't mean to harm anyone or cause damage, but just wanted to test and meet someone?
"Then who am I? You have done so many bad things? In the end, I am the only one who gets hurt?"
However, before the other party could reply, the TV screen that had lost the signal suddenly lit up again.
Miles turned his head subconsciously and saw the live footage of the hearing reappearing on the TV.
The expected tragic scene and dead bodies on the ground did not appear. Instead, those lying on the ground struggled to get up with faces of pain, covering their heads as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.
The reporter who controlled the camera was very dedicated and kept putting the camera on those people who woke up from the ground...until finally, he put the close-up lens on the culprit of all this - the lark.
The woman who had fallen into madness not long ago was already lying on the ground motionless, and she didn't know what happened during the signal interruption.
Then, the hearing came to an end.
After waking up, Colonel Hansen declared with great awe that all this was a good deed by Miles and the AI. Now the lark acting as a puppet has been truly controlled, and there are no casualties on the scene. In the next few days, they will
More details and evidence will be released.
A few minutes later, after Hansen finished speaking, representatives of the investigation team from all parties expressed their opinions:
They unanimously believed that Hansen was innocent, that everything was just directed and acted by Miles in conjunction with the AI, and that they would hold Miles accountable in the future... Barabara said a lot of polite words.
"What... I'm the real victim, okay." Miles smiled self-deprecatingly.
No one pitied her, and no one answered her.
After a long time, the electronic female voice sounded again:
"Haven't you realized yet? Madam President, your role from beginning to end is just that of an outcast."
"Yeah, that's what I should have thought of. It's just that you have been playing tricks in the past few days, and you have not spoken seriously. You have never responded directly to my questions, which has given me some illusions. Now it seems that you can still be normal.
Talking." Miles sneered.
Recalling Spider Murphy's performance in the past few days, the other party's speaking style almost never responded to questions directly... In layman's terms, he just likes to be the Riddler.
It's much better to talk now.
But what "Spider Murphy" said next made Miles stunned.
"No, Mr. President, I think you misunderstood. Spider Murphy left after playing. She is not the one talking to you now, but I am controlling the originally loaded vocal program to talk to you.