Chapter 3 I digest... No, I contain!_2

"No!"

"I have no memory of such a program!"

Jason wasn't surprised by this answer.

That bizarre television program obviously exceeded the bounds of normality.

His inquiry was merely out of caution, a routine question.

What if the person before him did know something?

"Where does the TV program's broadcast signal come from?"

Jason asked.

"It's from Ang City Television Station, have you seen that signal tower?"

"It's broadcast from here, then transmitted through other signal towers before entering everyone's TVs."

Bob pointed in the direction of Ang City Television Station.

Even in the alleyway, the TV tower was conspicuous, and Jason could see it at a glance.

"Can you get inside there?"

Jason continued to ask.

"Yes."

"I am a maintenance worker."

"Maintaining the signal tower is part of my job."

Bob spoke honestly.

"Can you take me inside?"

Jason asked again.

"Yes."

"You just need to pretend to be delivering repair parts and follow behind me to get in."