Birdman Entertainment's celebration parade in the Thorn District was quite successful, and thanks to Saito's contribution to the fun, the live program received good ratings.
Under the warm hospitality of the Thorns Channel and the Black King Gang, everyone returned to Furong Village in Dongzhou.
The day passed and night came. Since everyone wanted to take a breather, the Teapot Bar was not open for business.
At this time, there were only Sister Hua, Ginny, Big Guy, and Mohawk in the bar on the first floor.
Lei Yue and Lingsha went to watch a movie; Lackey took the boy with the kidney machine to hang out somewhere; Xing Bao walked alone in the overlapping and expanding village.
Suddenly, Ginny looked at the new information on her phone. The more she looked at it, the worse her expression became, and she said in a panic:
"Quickly turn to the big event channel, something happened!"
"Ginny?" When the big man saw this, he immediately walked over and asked what was going on.
Ginny had already taken the remote control on the bar and pressed it, turning a TV screen on the opposite wall to the big event channel. Several people turned their attention to it.
Sister Hua's expression changed from doubtful, to furious, to expressionless, to a little depressed...
"This!?" The big man almost jumped up, "No, what is this video? It's fake!?"
The big guy has long known that everyone is not a good person in the traditional sense, but after getting in touch with them recently, he knows more and more that these people have no rules but have a bottom line.
And he follows and watches every day. Is there any child abduction or trafficking?
Although he was not very good as a policeman, he still has some discernment.
Mohawk was about to start his first day of quitting drinking today, but he could only postpone it for another day, so he poured himself a glass of strong wine and drank it.
"I never did it before, and neither did that kid now," Mohawk said.
"The company did not have this technology before. It may be an advanced deepfake, or it may be generated from the entire video."
Sister Hua sighed, her anger was covered by deep depression and she couldn't get up:
"You don't need to ask, you know it was Saito who did it.
"Since they dare to do this, the risk assessment has passed, and there must be no technical flaws. In the end, video images are just pixels...
"This is a public annihilation war against us. As for us, in order not to drag the Black King into the battlefield, the company helped him cut it up first, and kicked him out of the gang because he knew some of Moxi Gan's crimes."
How beautifully said, the image of the Black King showing his loyalty and righteousness in a dilemma but still insisting on the right path is revealed.
"You still have to pretend to be objective and talk about childhood trauma.
"They also talked about how much money we made, and put us on the opposite side of ordinary people. What people like to see most is how unlucky the rich people are, so that "Titanic" can be sold.
“This ‘big event’ was carefully designed by a team. Regardless of the information or the statement, the best fake news is that there is a mixture of falsehood and truth, and truth and falsehood.
"Some of the videos in it are real, but the most important one is fake."
"Ah?" The big man scratched his head fiercely. The more he looked at it, the more he understood, and the more he looked at it, the angrier he became. How could he do this?
Sometimes Ginny would drink two more drinks when she was upset. She had a bad ability to drink and was half drunk. She was just using her drunkenness to tell her dreams:
A happy family is just about having children. Buying children is just a joke...
The child trafficking problem in Spread City really needs to be solved urgently, but in this case, Ginny, the Showman, and everyone else are the victims!
To slander Ginny and everyone like this... The big guy was so filled with anger that he was about to burst. The world shouldn't be like this.
"I will contact some old friends in the Bureau of Investigation. They may have the technology to prove that it is a deepfake video." The big man said, taking out his mobile phone and flipping through his address book.
Sister Hua walked away, showing no enthusiasm for this:
"Whether a video is true or false does not depend on whether it is true or false, but on whether the person holding the loudspeaker says it is true or false.
"How many media outlets can the Dongzhou Bureau of Investigation influence in Spread City? How many websites? How many celebrities?
"We can't win."
As Sister Hua spoke, she looked at the newly opened decorations around the bar with a little nostalgia in her eyes:
"I thought it wouldn't be so fast and I could run a small business for a while...
"No, it's all over. But wasn't our goal at the beginning just Dongzhou Night!
"Now that Dongzhou Night has been won, the money has been made, and the trouble has been made, what else do you want to do?
"Any new goals are just greedy illusions. The fact is...if you don't sign the company, you will be doomed sooner or later."
"...Huahua, cheer up!" Ginny didn't want to listen any more because she knew Huahua was right, and advised with a slightly choked voice:
"This is not your style. We have all been wronged. We can't just be like this. How can this be okay!"
Ginny hoped that Huahua would raise her fist and tell everyone to continue rushing, but she just kept shaking her head:
"This news report is just the first step. Ginny, I really can't think of how we can turn this around.
"The actors are great, but this is not a problem that can be solved by winning a fight.
“The media is my family, the police are my family, and the judges are my family, so how can we fight?
"The practical point is that we take the money we earned and run away quickly. We leave Spread City and go to another place in the oasis to avoid the limelight and live peacefully.
"Otherwise, what awaits us is jail time."
"But, but..." Ginny hesitated anxiously.
At this time, noisy footsteps suddenly came from the night outside the Teapot Bar, and indignant curses also came:
"Good showman, how could you do this?"
"Where is that little girl? How many other children have you kidnapped!?"
"Scum, scum, scum!"
The big man hurriedly walked to the door of the store and looked outside, only to see a small group of angry protestors coming, pointing and pointing, just barely throwing rotten eggs.
While they were cursing, they took a selfie with their mobile phones with the teapot as the background, and then posted on the Internet to keep up with the news:
【Has come to the teapot to save people!】
【Many people came, but there are still many good people in the world!】
【We will try our best to rescue the little girl!】
"Ah..." Ginny scrolled through her phone in distress, wanting to finish, really finishing.
This matter is obviously promoted by the company's trolls, and this kind of topic can easily trigger discussions among netizens. The protagonist of the incident is also a popular actor in recent times...
Each of them is being exploited online, and netizens are also mobilizing the power of human flesh searches.
More "evidence" surfaces, more Holmes solves the case, and more people come forward to give their own testimony.
"Well." Sister Hua looked at those people, her expression getting darker and darker.
One day it was praised by people, and the next day it was ridiculed.
That's right, welcome to the cruel celebrity industry and welcome to these netizen bastards.
Sister Hua didn't say anything, she just pressed the phone and sent a message to Xingbao:
"Xingbao, watch the news, find those two guys quickly, something is going to happen. Hold them back first and don't let them know, otherwise there will be a thunderstorm tonight, and we will all be arrested. There is a lot of evidence in the cell
'What's waiting for us, we don't even have a chance to run away..."
At the same time, some teams of reporters who have been stationed in Fulong Village for a long time are also rushing over to report:
"This is the scene of the Teapot Bar, which is suspected to be a den for child trafficking due to strong evidence!"
"The Showman is caught in a whirlpool! It's only been one day since he paraded in the Thorn District."
Over there, Ginny really couldn't bear it any longer. She walked out of the teapot and faced the microphones of reporters from all sides who had blocked the door. She responded sternly with a voice that was trembling with anger:
"This is a frame-up! Someone used a computer-generated fake video to throw dirty water on the showman. This is a complete frame-up!"
But the reporters stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths opened:
"Where's the good actor now? Can you please come out and say a few words?"
"You mean that the big event channel has wronged you? But isn't your criminal background true?"
"Ginny, is that you in the video?"
Even Ginny felt a little dizzy from being asked by these reporters. She was like a small fallen leaf falling into the whirlpool. The big man hurriedly protected her and walked back to the teapot.
At this time, more and more people came around, and they suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
Under the cover of night, a group of policemen wearing uniforms from the Police Department arrived, as well as several alien agents from the Secret Service.
They all have serious faces, evil eyes, and seals and other things on their hands.