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"Without a doubt, Miller\'s living condition is getting worse. His criminal records were increasing, his prison time was increasing, and his age was also increasing ... The only thing that didn\'t increase was the probability of him finding a proper job.

Faced with life, Miller had to make a choice ... He could either return to the right path and wait for death at the bottom of society; The other choice was to go all out and go further on the path of crime ... In the end, a person like Miller naturally chose the latter.

"However, the evil path is not that easy to walk ...

"Miller wants to join a criminal organization, but he can\'t compete with those who are a dozen years younger than him but have more criminal experience than him.

"He even thought about joining a gang, but he\'s a white man. There aren\'t many gangs that can accommodate white people, and most of them are made up of racist people.

"You know ... Stealing and cheating are one thing, but being racist is another ...

"As a highly educated and ambitious man, there are some things in Miller\'s worldview that won\'t change even if he goes astray. He could accept theft, robbery, and kidnapping ... From his logic, this kind of crime was "breaking the law to earn some benefit." Because he had taken the corresponding risk, put in the corresponding energy, and was ready to pay the corresponding price in the process of implementation, he did not feel that it was shameful.

"However, racial discrimination is different ... In Miller\'s opinion, in modern society, the discrimination against innate factors such as skin color, race, or region is actually derived from a kind of \'inferiority\'.

"Although some people join the ranks of discrimination because of the environment they grew up in, the control of their consciousness, and rigid prejudice, the most central racist, those who really hate a certain area and a certain skin color from the bottom of their hearts, to put it bluntly, have a mentality that they can only find a sense of superiority in terms of skin color and birthplace.

"They are either ugly, rude, stupid, or weird ... In short, due to some innate or acquired factors, these people have no competitive advantage in their own race. So, the \'inferiority\' in their hearts gradually accumulated into\' anger \', and the\' anger \'naturally needs to be vented. Just like how the middle class liked to hold up signs in front of the government to vent their daily stress, the racist would gather together ... And attack another race or someone from another region ... To gain a sense of identity and superiority.

"Miller, who holds this view, even if he\'s not doing well, he\'ll still sneer at these people ..."

"Wait a minute ..." When he heard this, Feng bujue\'s curiosity was piqued."Little Zuo ..." He called out to Zuo Yan in Chinese."There was nothing wrong with what you said earlier, but that part earlier ... You\'ve overthought it, haven\'t you? Miller didn\'t record his pronunciation of his three views in the recording, did he?"

"Ha ..." Zuo Yan chuckled."That\'s a good question, brother Jue ..." As he said that, his gaze swept across the other people in the room."I believe that most of you here would have the same thought. But don\'t worry, my story is based on facts ..."

After Zuo Yan said this, he took out his phone from his pocket. After fiddling with it for a while, he turned the screen around and showed it to the crowd.

At this time, the screen showed several screenshots of comments from a certain social media site. The pictures showed the comments of a user with the ID "Mr. Stone1962."

"This is ..." Feng bujue read it out loud."Miller\'s account?"

"Yes, I am." Zuo Yan quickly replied,"although he didn\'t fill in the full user information, it\'s not difficult to find out the identity of the user behind such accounts. In fact, the United States had begun a long-term Network Surveillance program since the 10s of the 21st century. Except for some countries that used firewalls to isolate themselves from the world\'s internet, the majority of civilians in other countries ... As long as they had a certain frequency of activity on social media, their information would be retrieved by a program and stored in the United States database. If necessary, Americans could use a complicated but precise calculation method to quickly match these people\'s real identities in real life according to their common IP addresses, registration time, age, hobbies, and various other information. Those people who like to use multiple \'aliases\' on the internet have always been the same person in the eyes of the intelligence Department, and their identities are clear. "

"Hmm ..." Feng bujue nodded."Okay ... Then let\'s skip the topic of how you are related to United States ... Or some other country\'s Intelligence Department. Let\'s talk about the information we have ..."

"I only had a rough look." Zuo Yan continued,"first of all, this account\'s ID was taken from the Rolling Stones and the year they were established. This is undoubtedly one of Miller\'s personal preferences. Like most people who had a certain level of knowledge but were not very happy with their lives, he used an account with incomplete information so that he could post some clear, unique, and radical statements on the internet. "From the content of these comments, the time of the post, and Miller\'s criminal record, it\'s not difficult for me to piece together this person\'s personality and his life trajectory over the years ..." As he spoke, his finger swiped on the phone screen a few times and turned to a screenshot of a comment about "racism." Look ... What I just said was actually mostly just a quote from Miller\'s original words ..."

"You have a good memory," Daxter seemed to be really drunk. As he spoke, he got up and picked up the bottle of "flower bud" from the coffee table. He poured himself another cup.

"I already said that he\'s a famous detective. It\'s a must for him to have a photographic memory." Feng bujue glanced at Daxter and continued in a teasing tone.

Brother Jue knew very well that even though Zuo Yan was a good detective, he had not reached the level of photographic memory. To be able to clearly remember the content that he had \'roughly read\' and use it so smoothly, it must have been thanks to viddock.

"Uh-huh ..." The next second, Zuo Yan pretended to clear his throat."Let\'s continue talking about Miller ..." He was never one to accept praise that did not belong to him, so he immediately changed the topic."Other than these social media statements, I\'ve also quickly read some of the information, audio recordings, and even his diary from prison ... Er ... I saw it when you went to pick out the red wine, brother Jue. That\'s why I still have a deep impression of it.

"In short, I\'m quite clear about Miller\'s situation over the years, as well as his operational logic in this case.

"About ... Three years ago, Miller, who couldn\'t join the organization and felt that there was no future in working alone, finally found a long-term way to get rich after thinking hard ..."

At this point, Zuo Yan looked at John."That is ... Extortion."