Cifera clearly understood the internet. The live stream's Bullet Comments instantly devolved into chaos:
[Holy shit! Are they really going for it? Bondage play? Well, I'm wide awake now!]
[Wait, did I switch to the wrong channel? Can they really show this live?]
[Suggested show title: 'About That Time a Beautiful Detective Voluntarily Asked to Be Tied Up on a Variety Show']
[New Skill added to Nie Bing's resume: Expert at playing the victim (not!)]
[One second: Intense and thrilling criminal investigation showdown. The next: Catgirl's bondage tutorial live stream.]
[Director, I advise you to be wise! Zoom in for close-ups! This is for academic research on knot-tying techniques!]
[I bet fifty cents Catgirl will use the turtle shell bind!]
[Is it too late to leave the live stream and study beforehand? ...Never mind, recording now. (lights cigarette)]
[Bullet Comment shield activated! Nie Sect disciples, where are you?! Save your Eldest Senior Sister! She took things too seriously and got herself into this mess!]
In the studio, Nie Junfeng, the "Poison Milk Inspector" and leader of the Nie Sect, was paralyzed with anxiety. His worst fears had come true: his daughter, Little Bingbing, had taken the Bullet Comments' advice to heart and gone too far.
Although he trusted Cifera would exercise restraint, the very idea of a beautiful police officer being tied up on live television was fraught with potential complications.
The Production Team, however, would never intervene. Their primary concern was maximizing audience engagement and viewership.
Nie Junfeng knew he couldn't stop them. After all, a live demonstration of bondage techniques aligned perfectly with the show's commitment to realism and didn't violate any rules.
But as a father, he had far more to consider. As he'd lamented before: This girl will never get married now!
Cifera, you need to take responsibility!
Wait, she's a woman too! Aaaaah, this is so frustrating!
Maybe I should send her to Thailand for a while!
Seeing Nie Junfeng's pained expression, Host Qiu Qiu tactfully refrained from pressing him to analyze common bondage techniques further. After all, as a daughter herself, she understood perfectly the anxieties of a traditional father like him, constantly worrying about his child's future.
It's 2052, after all; our beliefs should evolve with the times.
As parents, worrying about our children is natural, but Nie Bing is an adult now. As long as she doesn't break the law or violate ethical principles, she has the right to choose her own path.
Of course, she must also take responsibility for her actions.
Parents can offer advice and support, but they should never force their will upon their children, demanding they follow a preordained life.
Each person's life should be their own choice. Only then can we truly make the most of our time on this earth.
On screen,
Nie Bing, striving for realism, resumed her previous position, lying face down on the floor.
Cifera picked up the hemp rope and slowly approached Nie Bing, chuckling softly,
"Little Bingbing, ready to start?"
"Mm-hmm."
After one last check to ensure everything was safe, Cifera's eyes, though still smiling, grew visibly serious.
As if to reassure the live stream viewers, this was a legitimate crime simulation, free of any improper or suggestive elements.
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(Due to the suppression by the Great Tomato God, 1000 words describing the simulated bondage process have been omitted...)
(Spy- The tomato god(The platform) is ruthless frfr.)
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For the final step, Cifera tied the remaining length of rope into an adorable butterfly bow and hung it on Nie Bing's lower back. She chuckled softly, "All done! This butterfly bow is a little gift for you, Little Bingbing. Thank you for your cooperation."
At that moment, Nie Bing lay on the ground, her body twisted into "a certain indescribable position."
Throughout the entire process, Cifera had used only a single length of hemp rope, which she had deliberately cut with scissors beforehand.
Yet the final result was perfectly precise, with even enough slack left to tie the butterfly bow.
It was a flawless execution, with not a single wasted inch of rope. The precision was terrifying. Anyone could see that Cifera was a seasoned master of rope artistry, a veteran of countless battles!
"Little Bingbing, let's pretend you've just woken up. Try to break free."
"Mm-hmm!"
However, after struggling using techniques she had learned during Police Force training, Nie Bing felt the bonds tightening rather than loosening. She finally gave up in frustration, nodding.
"Hah... hah... I'm fine now... I really can't break free from these restraints. We can continue the simulation, but could you please untie me first...?"
The exertion from her earlier struggles had drained her energy, and the constricting bonds were straining her heart. Nie Bing was now breathing heavily, fine beads of sweat dotting her forehead.
Watching the visibly exhausted Nie Bing on screen, the Bullet Comments in the live stream went wild.
In the control room, Chief Director Guo Tao watched the ratings skyrocket, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"This is perfect TV!"
"Come on, zoom in on Nie Bing's face. I want the audience to feel every breath she takes—to truly understand how terrifying the criminal's methods are!"
The moment he finished speaking, the director of photography immediately complied, clearly prepared for the shot.
But the very next second, as the camera zoomed in, an unexpected twist occurred:
Instead of the anticipated close-up, the screen went completely black!
???
The entire Production Team in the control room froze in shock.
No way... are we crashing at the crucial moment?!