"Citizens of New York, we meet again."
"Over the past year, the Osborn Group has held too many press conferences. Not only our own independent company conferences, but also joint conferences with various branches of the Military, state governments, the New York City government, the Chicago municipal government, and the like."
"But it seems everyone is still full of enthusiasm."
"Of course, I only care about when we can buy power armor? I love those big guys to death!"
Everyone was amused by the young man who shouted—because he was wearing an Iron Man hoodie, which didn't quite match his statement.
"Good question, but this isn't something Osborn can decide; you'll have to run to Washington to ask."
As if remembering something, Harry added, "Don't say I told you to ask, otherwise they'll summon me to attend a hearing again."
Clearly, everyone here had seen that memorable hearing.
Under the control of the father and son of Osborn, the sentiment for autonomy in New York State was rising. As everyone knows, the public in the United States has always distrusted official institutions, but these recent events had largely distanced the Osborn father and son from the federal government.
The federal government became the scapegoat, making it easier for Norman to push through various bills in New York State.
The laughter died down, and Harry continued.
"I believe you have all seen what happened in the Harlem District; two huge, mysterious giants turned the place upside down."
"But fortunately, the public had long been evacuated under the planning of ctOS and hidden in the nearest civil defense facilities—many of which were newly built—and no one died in this emergency."
"Of course, there were some unfortunate citizens who stubbornly resisted ctOS. These citizens did not enter the shelters in time. Fortunately, the NYPD arrived in time—it just occupied a lot of public resources."
Harry shrugged. After saying so much, the core idea was that Osborn was not to blame, and the things you once resisted were incredibly useful, and if something happened, it was because you were occupying public resources.
With this incident and public opinion guidance, these simple-minded citizens would naturally help them "persuade" those stubborn individuals.
"The World is dangerous, but ctOS connects us together, and we can deal with these risks together."
After speaking, Harry turned on the big screen. The protagonist on the screen was a man from Britain, sitting outside a cafe. Under the manipulation of ctOS, he couldn't even receive news about this press conference and didn't know he had already been exposed.
Even the calls from his accomplices were intercepted by ctOS; he was already isolated and helpless.
The man from Britain was wearing a black coat and a purple scarf, with a beautiful woman sitting opposite him. At first glance, they looked like a couple.
But the woman's expression was very stiff.
The people at the scene were a bit puzzled. Is Osborn monitoring citizens?
"You might wonder why we are looking at this couple?" After Harry finished speaking, one picture-in-picture after another appeared on the screen. "This is not a normal couple. This man, he has the ability of mind control."
The audience was in an uproar—mind control? It sounded like some crazy conspiracy theory.
"Look at these videos—they are all surveillance from public areas."
The Purple Man, Killgrave, changed to a different house to live in every day. The Masters of the houses were sometimes Wall Street executives, sometimes a Police officer, and sometimes a community leader.
"You should find it a bit strange: How does this guy often live in other people's homes? Does he have too many friends? I want to tell you, that's not the case."
ctOS displayed the occupations and information of those people, most of which were completely unrelated, while the occupation of this Purple Man, Killgrave, was: Freelancer, from Britain, with no fixed friends.
"Very interesting, isn't it? An unknown freelancer, freely entering and leaving other people's homes, and various high-end hotels—doesn't he work? Does he not have a home? And that woman, what is their relationship?"
"The answer is, there is no relationship."
"He has an ability that allows him to control others using words."
After Harry finished speaking, he played the video of Killgrave entering a private residence:
Killgrave knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman opened it.
"Who are you?" the woman who opened the door asked suspiciously.
"Your friend, you will invite me into your house."
Hearing Killgrave's words, the woman's suspicious and alert expression immediately turned into a smile, and she invited Killgrave into the room.
This bizarre scene made everyone who saw it shudder. If it were just one scene, it might not prove anything, but ctOS had captured more than a dozen such images.
Actually, all the footage of Killgrave using his ability was filmed by Harry, it's just that some of the filming areas were sensitive.
"Very scary, isn't it?" Harry smiled, "But he can deceive one or two people, but he can't deceive all of us. ctOS has caught him."
"His abnormal behavior was identified by ctOS as having a high possibility of criminal activity—at first we just thought he was committing burglary, but clearly he is more dangerous than a robber."
"The NYPD has already surrounded the place."
Harry handed the rest of the time over to the big screen.
ctOS guided the Purple Man to a street with very few pedestrians by controlling traffic facilities.
However, this guy soon noticed the change in pedestrian traffic. He controlled some people who were hurrying by on the street and asked directly: Was someone following him?
This scene felt increasingly bizarre.
Harry touched his earpiece:
"Do it."
A tranquilizer dart was precisely injected into Killgrave's neck—this guy had super recovery abilities, so Harry prepared a dose that could tranquilize an elephant for him.
Killgrave's collapse might have triggered some kind of suggestion he had given to Jessica, but Frank had also aimed at her.
Another tranquilizer was injected, but Jessica didn't fall immediately.
Perhaps it was some kind of suggestion Killgrave had given her; she swung her fists like a madwoman!
The crowd initially felt that these stories were somewhat unbelievable, but after Jessica knocked over a several-meter-high stone statue with one punch, they only felt fortunate in their hearts.
The NYPD's power armor immediately surrounded Jessica. This woman's strength was ridiculously high, but fortunately, the power armor was not just for show.
The tranquilizer quickly took effect, and both were captured.
Norman immediately appeared at the scene and explained the reason to the panicked citizens.
"Danger cleared. All the materials that Osborn has mastered have been handed over to the prosecutor's office, and the judicial authorities will immediately prosecute him; he will be punished."
"And this is the new technology I want to share with everyone: based on the data obtained by ctOS, New York will truly realize crime prevention, catching every criminal hiding among us—even super-criminals!"
"The Police will no longer be the late-arriving corpse collectors or cleaners, but a solid wall standing between ordinary citizens and criminals!"
"New York will become safer!"
The news revealed today was undoubtedly hard for people to accept instantly—mind control, a woman with super strength?
But soon, someone started clapping. With the first person, there would be a second, and the applause soon merged into one.
Harry knew that for the naturally suspicious Americans who value privacy rights, this was not enough to truly dispel their doubts, but in the future, there would be plenty of things that could dispel their doubts.
On one side is privacy, and on the other is life safety. With a little hype, anxiety will drive them to Osborn's side.
Perhaps soon, someone will post online: "What do you need privacy for? Are you a criminal?"
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