"Those who are interested can get to know this Elizabeth in other ways. What happened to Ms. Taylor after receiving our courier. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Okay, so for now, let's take a break and wait for everyone to see if our product really works, and then start again. ”

Su Yongming motioned for Xiaoyue to turn off the live broadcast, he took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems to be quite fun." I'd love to see that Elizabeth. Taylor's expression when he found out that her husband's terminal liver cancer was cured. ”

As for what lucky buyers draw...... It was of course fair, open and impartial, absolutely as fair as the UEFA Champions Cup draw.

"If she had been in the hospital at the time, I would have taken a video for her master."

"Well, it's to take a screenshot of the video. If others don't help us publicize, we promote ourselves. ”

"The government won't advertise it for you, master."

"Huh?"

"Just now, the President of the United States has held an emergency video conference with the Secretary of State and the leaders of the CIA, DHS, FCC and other departments, announcing that you are a terrorist and issuing a global arrest warrant. The British Prime Minister is doing the same thing, but still going through the process. There are many countries that are doing something similar. ”

Su Yongming was completely confused: "I'm just selling something, as for it?" ”

"Master, you are not just selling something, you are hijacking hundreds of millions of people's smartphones, smart TVs, personal computers, tablets, and even the servers of many large companies, large enterprises, and government agencies to conduct live broadcasts, which is already considered cyberterrorism."

"No one can track me down, right?" Su Yongming asked nervously.

"At least not this time. Every time I broadcast live in the future, the attack on me will be stronger, but don't worry, master, I will keep your secret. Forecast based on the level of development of computer and network technologies in the world. I won't be really threatened for 2 years. ”

"Pretending to be ......cool for a while," Su Yongming muttered, stuffing the cancer treatment drugs and surgical nanorobot injections into the belly of a drone.

"Satsuki, let's go."

"Good master." A piece of slab on top of the renovated warehouse automatically slid open, revealing a dark sky, and the drone took off vertically under Satsuki's control and flew off the roof.

"It was sent to Elizabeth. In the hands of Ms. Taylor? Or was it delivered to her son? ”

"No, stupid, do you think she would dare to give her husband such an unknown thing? Taken directly to the hospital by her husband Kevin. Taylor's bedside, a robotic arm is used to complete the injection, and a video is recorded. ”

Su Yongming stood up, shook his arm, and kicked his legs. In that short period of time, it feels really great to influence the emotions of hundreds of millions of people and become the focus of hundreds of millions of people's attention, but I am also a little nervous, but fortunately, I can still hold it.

After all, in Aeus, he also had the experience of staging mecha duels with others in the attention of hundreds of millions of players. These two things may seem like they are not related, but they actually have a similar core - they are both performed in plain sight, and everyone does not know who you really are, only your disguise.

"In other words, isn't it too low to call it 'dark web'...... I knew I should have come up with a higher name. ”

……

220 Baker Street, London, United Kingdom. Elizabeth dragged Evans out of the house as if she were running away, grabbing her phone next to the coffee cup on the dining table. When she arrived at the door, she immediately called the police, and as soon as she said a few words, the other party politely replied: "Ms. Taylor, the police officers have gone to your residence and are expected to arrive within 3 minutes, please be patient." ”

Elizabeth had just hung up the phone when she heard a shrill siren coming from afar. “ThankGod！” Elizabeth involuntarily made a cross on her chest.

Then she noticed that many people in the street had slowed down and looked at her with strange eyes, and many of the windows across the street had been pushed open, peeking out curious and scrutinizing glances from them.

Elizabeth hugged her son in a daze, disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

"Mom, why do they look at us like that?" Little Evans asked, confused.

"I don't know ......" Elizabeth's heart suddenly tightened, could it be that the image of herself and her son just now has been seen by many people?

She noticed that some pedestrians even stopped and held up their phones to shoot at her and her son. Elizabeth shuddered, hurried back to the house with her son, slammed the door shut, and then leaned against the door and panted heavily.

Soon she heard a commotion of footsteps on the steps of her house, and then there was a knock on her door.

"It's finally here...... The speed of the police is getting slower. Elizabeth exhaled heavily and opened the door.

Before she could react, the dozens of people with microphones and cameras crowded outside had all looked at her with fanatical eyes, and more than a dozen microphones with various station logos were stretched under her chin, and even looked like they wanted to poke her in the mouth. In an instant, she recognized several famous station logos: BBC, ITV, SKY, CHANNEL4......

A series of questions erupted from the mouths of the men, all the voices intertwined into a dizzying noise, and she could barely make out a word, or her mind refused to hear it.

Fortunately, several police cars arrived at this time, and several detectives and police officers forcibly pushed away the crowd, "Everyone give way, please give way, don't get in the way of official business!" They crowded up to Elizabeth and her son: "Ma'am, please come with us for your safety." ”

Elizabeth nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay!" ”

Escorted by the police, Elizabeth and little Evans struggled to board the police car. The sirens sounded again and started slowly, while the frantic reporters chased after the car and asked aloud questions.

Elizabeth held little Evans tightly in her arms and closed her eyes wearily. Although it had only been a few minutes, she was already exhausted.

"Mom, what's wrong with them?" Evans Jr. was only 10 years old after all, at an age that seemed to understand what he didn't understand, and he wondered why these people were acting so fanatically.

Elizabeth had a vague answer in her mind, but she couldn't believe it. After all, she had studied a little bit of computer science and knew how crazy it was. That's impossible, she said to herself in her heart. "It's okay, kid, everything will be fine."

"By the way," Elizabeth suddenly remembered her husband lying in the hospital, "my husband, Kevin. Taylor, how is he? I'm going to talk to him! ”

"Don't worry, ma'am," a female detective in the passenger seat said, looking back, "we've sent a squad to protect your husband." ”

Elizabeth was slightly relieved. At this time, the female detective's mobile phone suddenly rang, and she answered it and continued to say, "Which one?" Okay, okay, understood, good sir. Then she put away her phone and said to the driver, "Pull over." ”

"What's wrong?" Elizabeth asked nervously.

"Don't worry, ma'am, it's not a big deal," the female detective smiled, "we've been ordered to hand you over to another department. ”

"To whom?"

The female detective stared deeply into Elizabeth's eyes: "MI5." ”