"I accuse No. 51!"
The AR system accepted the accusation immediately, and Tyler's badge number flashed before everyone in bright red light. Before anyone else could react, Tyler calmly lifted his own hand and pointed back.
"I accuse you too."
At once, No. 2's badge lit up beside his. Another round of voting opened instantly, and the floating display expanded before every participant's AR glasses.
[No. 51 vs No. 2]
This part became far more interesting than the earlier votes. Across the Capital, people who had been casually watching suddenly leaned closer to their screens. In private houses, restaurants, and public halls, conversations stopped. Even in the sectors, people crowded around cracked televisions and public projections. The game had reached the kind of moment viewers loved most—less work, less guessing, more direct confrontation.
Tyler stood in the center without even a trace of panic. He looked at the crowd and raised one hand slightly.
