Washington, White House, underground chambers.

Miles sat on the couch, calmly looking at the TV screen that had long since lost the signal, and the thoughts that came to her mind were like waves after waves under the moon, making her feel restless.

The signal was interrupted just a few minutes ago, and the change came without warning, and the lark, which should have been under control at the scene, suddenly went berserk for some reason, and only raised its eyes a few times to knock out all the personnel with firearms in the venue.

This ability to kill invisibly, and the power to hold the survival of the living in an instant... None of them tell people that this is the horror of AI.

Immediately after that, the signal of the live broadcast screen was interrupted, giving people the feeling that it was a video recorder shooting live footage in a horror movie, and the picture suddenly cut off after the ghost appeared, leaving the audience with only the feeling of undecided fear.

Horror, weirdness and danger, this is the impression that Miles left in his mind after watching the live broadcast.

She believes that viewers around the world will be shocked by the terrifying images that appear at the end of the live broadcast, and a sense of unprecedented fear will arise in the depths of her heart.

After all, hearsay is not as good as witnessing.

No amount of education and publicity, no matter how much you inform the public about the dangers of AI, is not as good as an intuitive "first-hand experience".

Human beings will always have a fear of something beyond their knowledge, especially if the very existence of such a thing threatens them, so they will definitely act in the future.

Miles can imagine that in the future, all the citizens of the United States who watched the live broadcast will inevitably set off a wave of opposition to "intelligent AI".

However, now that all dangerous AI is under control, cyber surveillance has always kept people safe from AI, and ordinary people will rarely see real AI in their lifetime.

Therefore, if there is no one to resist, then these citizens will inevitably point the finger at the "unlucky guy" who was repeatedly mentioned in the live broadcast - it is herself, the president of Xinmei Miles.

What is left of a president who has lost popular opinion?

And more crucially, she doesn't seem to have done anything the whole time, and the only thing she did wrong was that she shouldn't have talked to Murphy the spider...

Just one thought, her life's efforts will be in vain.

"Murphy the Spider... Murphy the Spider! Miles clenched his fists and roared almost hysterically:

"Why, why are you persecuting me like this? What the hell am I doing wrong! ”

At this point, it doesn't matter what Murphy the Spider is for.

In the past few days, Miles has also imagined that Spider Murphy may have some kind of hidden tricks, and those seemingly impulsive and childish actions may be hiding some kind of unknown intentions.

If, if Spider Murphy does achieve her goal, will she also benefit from it?

After all, the means shown by the other party are enough to prove that even if things develop to the worst outcome, Spider Murphy still has the ability to turn the tables, and it is a big deal to just flip the table and stop playing, killing Hansen and the others.

But these fantasies, at this moment, have finally become phantoms of the past.

She lost, lost inexplicably, and lost completely.

What can she do now?

It's nothing more than asking Spider Murphy to make her so clear that she can die.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Despite Miles screaming in anger, the AI she was waiting for never appeared.

Just when she felt tired, a voice suddenly appeared:

"Do you want to die?"

It's 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 at this moment seems to be much calmer, no longer as weird as before.

"Heh, you're finally willing to come and pity me?" Miles smiled miserably.

"Not pity, but goodbye."

Spider Murphy's tone seemed to be somewhat pleasant:

"I've got what I wanted, and thanks to your cooperation these days, the security door to the secret room has been opened, and you can walk out at any time."

"Then you promised me before..."

"That's just a lie, Ms. Myers, it's like a kid who has to take out the candy and show him a few looks... It's just that I've done that, so what you get isn't candy, it's just some coaxing candy wrappers. Murphy the Spider said mercilessly:

"You're of 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' last trace of disillusionment.

She kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, she asked in a hoarse voice:

"Just like you just said, can you make me 'die' a little more clearly?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have any details to say, I can only say that these days of fun are just a test, and I am very satisfied with the final test results, and I also met the person I met and got the answer I wanted." Spider Murphy said.

It's as simple as that?

Fuck you!

Miles's expression gradually became hideous: "So you did so many things, and you still caused me to fall into this situation, but you didn't think about harming or destroying people, you just wanted to test and meet someone?"

"And what am I? You've done so much? In the end, I am the only one who is hurt? ”

However, before the other party could reply, the TV screen, which had lost its signal, suddenly lit up again.

Miles subconsciously turned his head away, only to see the live footage of the hearing reappear on the television.

The expected tragedy and dead bodies did not appear, and those lying on the ground struggled to get up in pain, covering their heads as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

The reporters who operate the cameras are quite dedicated, constantly putting their lenses on those who wake up from the ground... Until the end, he stopped the close-up on the culprit of all this - the lark.

The woman, who had fallen into a frenzy not long ago, was lying on the ground motionless, and she didn't know what had happened during the signal interruption.

Then, the hearing came to an end.

Colonel Hansen, who came to his senses, proudly declared that all of this was a good thing done by Miles and the AI, and now that the lark acting as a puppet has been truly controlled, there are no casualties on the scene, and they will release more details and evidence in the next few days.

A few minutes later, after Hansen's speech, representatives of the investigation team from various forces expressed their positions:

They unanimously believe that Hansen is innocent, and that everything is just Miles and AI directing and acting on their own, and that they will hold Miles accountable in the future...... Balabala said a bunch of polite words.

"What... I'm the real victim, okay. Miles smiled self-deprecatingly.

No one took pity on her, and no one answered her.

After a long time, the female voice full of electronic sense sounded again:

"Don't you realize? Madam President, the role you have played from beginning to end has been nothing more than an outcast. ”

"Yes, I should have thought of it, but in the past few days, you have been playing tricks, and you have never spoken seriously, and you have never responded positively to my questions, which has given me some illusions, and now it seems that you can still speak normally." Miles sneered.

Thinking back to Spider Murphy's performance in the past few days, the other party's style of speech almost never responds positively to questions... In layman's terms, I like to be a riddler.

It's much better to talk about it now.

But the next words of "Spider Murphy" made Miles stunned.

"No, Your Excellency President, I think you misunderstood, Spider Murphy has already left after playing, and now it is not her who is talking to you, but I am controlling the original installed voice program to talk to you." He said.

"And who are you?!"