Super Black Technology

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After hearing this story, the whole audience was moved. No one could have imagined that there were so many twists and turns hidden behind the incident in Leeds, England.

No one could have imagined that the birth of that little guy was actually instigated by others.

Yes, it is instigation.

How could a child think of destroying a city to wish his sister a happy birthday without adult guidance.

Let's see what these adults have come up with?

Tell Watermelon to blow up cars outside, and teach Watermelon to burn houses...

These damn instigators, why are they so reckless on the Internet? Don't they know that these behaviors and words will bring a child's outlook on life and values ​​to the dark side?

It would be fine if he was an ordinary child, but is Xigua an ordinary child?

If he gets dark, the whole world will suffer.

...

"You...you actually... actually taught a child on the Internet to blow up cars and set fires?!" In the jury, a gray-haired old professor stood up and said tremblingly, pointing at the three witnesses.

He wanted to curse, really.

Accompanied by his getting up, the jury was also full of enthusiasm and extremely turbulent.

And in the audience, audiences from all over the world were also extremely angry, and at the same time, there was a trace of happiness in their hearts.

Thank you for what?

Fortunately, these people did not instigate watermelon murder on the Internet!

Otherwise, with the watermelon's ability, as long as a nuclear bomb is controlled to attack a certain city, it is estimated that the earth will immediately start World War III.

And it's a nuclear war!

In one day, in just one day, the whole world will be in ruins.

It's terrible, it's really terrible! We human beings are actually on the verge of death, walking around!

Audiences around the world were shocked.

"Little Ike deserves a good, upright education!" shouted a senator in the jury, standing up.

As soon as these words came out, more than 100,000 people at the scene responded one after another.

It's fine if you don't know about it, but now that you know, who would dare to let the little prodigy learn by himself.

If one day some terrorist teaches him to be anti-human, then we human beings will perish within minutes.

"Yes! Little Ike deserves a good education!"

"On the issue of education, you must never let yourself go!"

"His destructive power is too amazing, our earth cannot withstand the light touch of his little hand!"

"Isn't the United States leading the world in treating children's education? Why did this happen? This is the failure of the federal government, the failure of teachers, and the failure of guardians!"

...

Amidst the accusations, Ike's parents, the Williams and his wife, admitted their fault. They had indeed been raising their son like a cow.

"Silence! Silence! Silence..."

The sound of the huge gavel resounded throughout the scene, and the presiding judge yelled several times in a row before the scene became quiet again.

"Now is the time for the court trial. Please discuss the rest of the matter later. Please rest assured that after the trial, no matter what the result is, our Federal Supreme Court will make the most rigorous decision with the White House on the issue of Little Ike's education. communicate."

"Even if the defendant ends up in jail, we will find the best teacher to teach him!"

Hearing this, the scene became much calmer.

Judging from the current form, Little Ike belongs to others who instigated a crime, so it is essentially non-malicious, and coupled with his minor status...

On the whole, even if Little Ike is found guilty, his sentence will be greatly reduced.

However, the U.S. government does not want their child prodigy to be sentenced, not even for a day.

At this time, Barrister Owen stood up again, and took a thick document from his assistant.

"Your Excellency, the jury, and gentlemen here, what I have in my hand is a record of my client's previous online presence! This is extracted from Facebook."

The footage of the live broadcast was projected in a hurry. Through the high-power cameras and more than a dozen huge live screens on the scene, the documents unfolded by Barrister Owen were clearly reflected in the eyes of the audience.

This is a message record of Facebook space.

The background of the space is white, as white as snow. On its message board, there are countless messages written, the person who wrote the message is Watermelon, and the content is...

Barrister Owen read it aloud:

"September 2, 2010 at 7 am: Sister Alice, I like you so much! Can you be my girlfriend?"

"September 2, 2010 at 2 pm: Sister Alice, I like you so much! Will you be my girlfriend?"

"September 2, 2010 at 8 o'clock in the evening: Sister Alice, I like you so much! Will you be my girlfriend?"

"September 3, 2010 morning: ..."

"Afternoon September 3, 2010: ..."

Under the camera, the thick documents were flipped rapidly, all the messages were all the same, and all the messages were written by the same person.

The only thing that changes is time.

Not long after, Barrister Owen turned to the last page, where there was a number 3213.

What does this mean?

Some spectators suddenly screamed, and then covered their mouths tightly, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Then, more viewers reacted. After a while, almost all the audience at the scene understood.

That number represents the floor of the message, and floor 3213 means that there are 3213 messages.

Three years, three full years, 365 days a year, how many days are there in three years. That little guy actually left more than 3,000 messages in the space? !

At least 3 almost every day, rain or shine!

This perseverance, this perseverance, this pursuit regardless of the weather, simply makes us adults feel ashamed of it!

God, why do I suddenly want to cry at this moment, why my eyes are a little hazy at this moment...

What kind of child is this? What kind of persistent child is this?

The whole audience was moved. Really, they have been in Vanity Fair for so many years, and they have never seen such a long-term "love" of a child.

It is as humble as an ant and as cowardly as a blade of grass.

However, it is like a towering giant tree, as if it wants to pierce the sky.

"Gentlemen and ladies, this is a child's love, pure, simple, and eternal." Barrister Owen yelled, "Facing it, don't we grown-ups feel ashamed?"

"Your Excellency, do you have any?" Attorney Owen looked at the judges, who nodded.

"Gentlemen of the jury, do you have any?"

The 200 jurors bowed their heads one after another, they were all ashamed.

"What reason do we have to blame a child for such humble love? Is there? Is there?"

"While his behavior was somewhat at fault, it was a failure of our education, our government, our teachers, our guardians. For a child, is he really wrong?"

"Three years, three full years! How many three years are there in a person's childhood? Ladies and gentlemen, he was only eight years old at that time, only eight years old!"

The voice of Barrister Owen echoed through the microphone in the square, in front of the TV, and in the ears of billions of viewers around the world...

At this moment, everyone was silent.

There were some cries at the scene, some ladies were crying, very depressing, very depressing...