"The virus was called 'Damascus Miracle,' and today, its creator was coming to the Federal High Court to stand trial."
The female anchor naturally had no idea that someone was watching her from a higher plane. She continued professionally explaining the situation to the viewers in front of their televisions. At this point, she gestured for her cameraman to adjust the angle.
"As you can see, many angry citizens have already gathered here. Most of them lost family members in the virus outbreak, and they are now holding signs demanding that New York State reinstate the death penalty."
The cameraman turned the lens toward them, and the surrounding crowd erupted in roars. One redneck after another waved wooden signs and banners, shouting their demands even louder.
"Death penalty! Death penalty! Put the murderer in the electric chair!"
"A life for a life! Kill him!"
"He's a demon! A monster rejected by God! He isn't human! Kill him!"
The police vehicle transporting the Virus Maker had not yet arrived, but the public's fury already seemed to have reached its breaking point. This was what reporters were good at: stirring up people's emotions until they said whatever came to mind in the heat of the moment.
Because that was how you got a hook. A hook was the essential seasoning of the news. No matter how fresh a story was, without a hook, it was no good show.
What needed to be hyped today was the conflict between "public opinion" and "the law." The topic was a little stale, so the reporter actually hoped to capture some bloodshed.
By standing before the crowd and saying those things, then having the cameraman film them, she was deliberately provoking their emotions.
The SWAT officers trying to hold back the crowd and maintain order were