Yu Guang

Chapter 33 Out of Control ([-])

"I suggest temporarily canceling the nine o'clock press conference."

Mother planet, Pearl Harbor City, that luxury hotel not far from the police station, a meeting room somewhere.

Lin Weilin stood in front of the board of directors assembled by the virtual projection, wearing a neat and elegant little suit, and his tone of voice did not fluctuate much.

But the expressions of the dozen or so men and women present here are somewhat subtle.

A gray-haired female director said softly:

"I'm not questioning Ms. Wei Na's ability. Under the current situation of public opinion, all of Ms. Wei Na's work has achieved certain results, which is very rare.

"However, we first announced the time of the press conference, and then stopped the press conference because of the threat of the ghost, which will inevitably deal a huge blow to our group's image and credibility.

"Weina, we are a technology company after all."

Lin Weilin pursed her lips lightly, as if she had been prepared for this argument, and immediately refuted it:
"Personally, I feel that the lesser evil is the lesser of two evils, and it's been a week since the apparition and we haven't made any progress in the technical department.

"I am not targeting the technical department. There is a significant gap between the technical means used by the ghost and our technical means. This is a fact that cannot be ignored. We are now regarded by users as unscrupulous merchants who can't even do basic server maintenance. .

"In this case, we continue to hold the press conference to give this ghost a stage to appear...I don't want to go into too much detail about such a simple truth. If this press conference is really held, it will probably be a PR disaster."

The old man on the main seat was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

Some directors couldn't help complaining: "We keep those technicians with such high salaries every year, are they useless now?"

Some directors are quite rational: "You can't blame them. They are also very good at their daily work. We are an entertainment technology company that provides services such as game communities and game connection channels. Ghosts master military-grade technology. It is still a prohibited field, and brain-simulating technology has been quiet for many years.”

"Military industry is 100 years ahead of civilian use, isn't it the normal state of the nine star clusters now?"

"The development of civil technology is not only progress, but also regression in many cases, but military technology has always been forward, they do not need to consider social impact, development and operation costs and other things, and the competition between the nine star clusters is nothing secret."

"Did the ghost come from another star cluster?"

"Looking at it now, this is the only possibility."

"Okay, everyone."

Gao Wengong, who was in the main seat, finally spoke out, and the virtual conference room quickly fell silent.

The old man who has dominated the business circle of his home planet for decades whispered:
"If it is under normal circumstances, we should really stop this press conference to prevent the ghost from taking the opportunity to expand its influence. Wei Na's judgment is excellent and accurate.

"But today is different, the Home Planet Defense Guard has dispatched a technical team, and they will arrive at your hotel in Vina in 5 minutes.

"Yes, the defense force of our home planet has begun to help us resist this specter that caused the disturbance. They will clear up the negative effects of the specter in the shortest possible time."

The other directors were more or less surprised when they heard this.

"Mother Star Defense Guard?"

"Aren't they going to accept the supervision of the Nine Star Clusters, and a move requires very complicated procedures?"

"That's all right, the ghost matter can be resolved today."

The expressions of the directors changed from cloudy to clear with the naked eye.

Lin Weilin also breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly to Gao Wengong, and said, "Since the chairman has made a decision, my team and I will naturally follow the board's arrangement, and the nine o'clock press conference will be held normally."

"Go to work, Wei Na, you are indeed outstanding."

Gao Wengong smiled kindly.

……

When Zhao Dafu wandered over to the witness room where Wang Ze lived temporarily, Wang Ze had already changed into a neat suit, and was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with his cube cell phone.

Qi Ming was humming a cheerful tune, standing in front of the mini bar, making a delicious and healthy instant breakfast for his boss.

"Mr. Wang?"

Standing at the door, Zhao Dafu whispered hello, and by the way asked the doubts in his heart: "Are you really not going to the press conference? It's already past [-]:[-]."

Wang Ze smiled and said, "I'm a little dissatisfied with your company's way of handling this issue, so I won't participate in the rest of the matter... Director Zhao, come in and sit down? Xiao Qi prepares some hot tea."

Zhao Dafu was a little speechless.

He adjusted his glasses, his puffy face was full of tiredness, he hesitated for a moment, and sat on the wooden chair opposite Wang Ze.

Wang Ze asked: "Don't Director Zhao need to watch the press conference?"

"A few minutes ago, the military of the parent star took over. I just leave the technical team to do normal maintenance. There is nothing I need to do."

Zhao Dafu shrugged his shoulders, his whole body exuded burnout from the inside out.

He took out his network access terminal - the style of a straight mobile phone, called up a few pictures on it, and swipe to show it to Wang Ze.

It was several teams of mother star defense forces wearing light green camouflage uniforms, and they had already deployed defenses at the hotel intersection.

Wang Ze raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "This is a good thing."

"Well, they must have the means to deal with that ghost," Zhao Dafu also showed a relaxed smile, "I inquired about the news, this time it is a relatively well-known technical team, and they are carrying military weapons against brain technology .

"The confrontation props that Mr. Wang gave us before, because we have not found the whereabouts of the server where the artificial brain is located, it has not come in handy.

“But this press conference is a good opportunity.

"It seems that the military of our home planet wants to use this press conference to directly eliminate this ghost and bring public opinion back to normal."

When he said this, Zhao Dafu's face was full of joy.

The ghost had become his nightmare.

Wang Ze sat there lost in thought, with a slightly dignified expression.

Qi Ming came with tea, Zhao Dafu thanked him, and continued to wait for Wang Ze's opinion.

This Director Zhao is very free now, and the military of the mother star does not need to hand over to him at all. They directly control the network near the hotel and take away the highest authority of Weixing's server groups from the board of directors.

Nothing to do with him.

But seeing Wang Ze's expression at the moment, Zhao Dafu was a little uncertain in his heart, and asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Wang... is there a problem?"

"No problem," Wang Ze smiled, "I'm just thinking, if the military of the mother star can't take down this ghost, then the origin of the ghost will be a bit intriguing."

"Boss," Qi Ming reminded, "The live broadcast of the press conference has already started warming up."

"Open it."

"Good boss."

Several light blue rays of light interweave, and a curved virtual projection screen is condensed after a few milliseconds, on which a multi-angle conference screen is projected.

Zhao Dafu also came alive, and moved his seat to the side of the sofa.

He whispered: "This is the first time for me to watch this kind of press conference. I usually either stare at the data or the traffic channel, for fear that something might go wrong."

Wang Ze made a few control gestures, and quickly browsed the conference site.

The layout is similar to last time, except that there are more professional soldiers from the parent star defense force everywhere, and they mainly control the first floor of the hotel.

"Boss," Qi Ming sat on the other corner of the sofa, one meter away from the boss, "This press conference also provides a virtual enhanced perspective, allowing the audience to appear near the venue through virtual images."

"It's quite human."

"Uh, the viewing angle line is already blocked! Are so many people paying attention to this matter?"

"Let me adjust it," Zhao Dafu said with a smile, and operated for a while with his own network access terminal.

Half a minute later, there were some shallow figures on the screen of the projection screen, already three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounding the building from the ground to the air.

Qi Ming asked in surprise, "How did you do this?"

"A few small plug-ins, I will share them with Miss Qi later," Zhao Dafu adjusted his glasses, as if he had found the confidence of the chief technician of Weixing Group.

Wang Ze's expression became more solemn, and his eyes kept moving from various angles.

Qi Ming thought for a while, and then turned on another projection screen, summarizing the barrage from the live broadcast room of the main line of the press conference.

At this moment, the barrage is rapidly swiping the screen, and occasionally you can see a few messages that have been repeated repeatedly.

[The mother star defense team has come out! 】

[Weixing Group's hands and eyes are in the sky! 】

[Where is Detective Wang Ze? I don't want to watch the press conference without Detective Wang Ze! 】

[Weixing Group's hands and eyes are in the sky! 】

Zhao Dafu twitched his lips: "A group of repeating robots."

As an employee of Weixing Group, he naturally read the sarcasm implied in the words 'hands and eyes reach the sky'.

At 48:[-], Lin Weilin, He Qiu, and a middle-aged woman in a camouflage uniform entered the venue quickly from the left.

The barrage immediately began to flash the word [Wang Ze].

"The boss is very popular," Qi Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Lin Weilin's voice came out through the projection screen:
"The press conference will officially start at nine o'clock. Attending the conference today are Major Hao Renjia, the spokesperson of the Defense Force of the Mother Planet, and our old friend. Later, we will introduce Captain He Qiuhe of the important case."

Suddenly there was sparse applause from below.

Some reporters couldn't help raising their hands to ask: "Excuse me! Will the ghost really show up? If the ghost does show up, are you sure to stop him from continuing to commit crimes!"

Lin Weilin frowned slightly.

But before she could speak, the lady sitting in the center had already solemnly said:
"This question is the meaning of my being here today."

Lin Weilin immediately said: "Everyone, please wait a moment. After the press conference officially starts, there will be enough time for questions and answers for everyone."

Eight forty-six.

Wang Ze seemed to be a little distracted. He seemed to be staring at the news conference platform in the main perspective, but his eyes did not have a substantial focal length.

At the opened door, several young police officers also looked here, rubbing against the projection screen in the room.

Zhao Dafu asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't the ghost feint?"

"Director Zhao, have you searched for ghosts before, but there was no result?" Wang Ze asked suddenly.

"Well, it's really strange," Zhao Dafu explained in a low voice with a little embarrassment, "We used the toolbox provided by Tianze Technology, and also used the toolbox given to Deputy Director Gong by the military of the home planet, and called our With [-]% of Weixing Group's computing power, it is impossible to find the location of the opponent's artificial brain.

"There is one most basic condition. The simulated brain needs a lot of computing power, and the computing power needs to be provided by a high-performance large-scale computer...It always consumes power, right? But we couldn't find any trace of it."

Wang Ze asked again: "Did the number of users on Liming Street fluctuate yesterday?"

"Well, there is... In the early hours of last night, there was a sharp decline."

Zhao Dafu answered honestly, completely forgetting what a commercial secret is.

Wang Ze nodded and glanced at the time in the corner of the projection screen.

The division of the clock just jumped, pushing the entire universe to the next 60-second epoch through the scale set by human civilization.

Eight forty-six.

The press conference was quiet, and everyone seemed to have foreseen that the next 5 minutes would be very difficult.

At the console in the corner of the press conference, there are solid screens showing the situation around the hotel, and the military drones suspended on the roof of the hotel can even detect the stratum structure here.

at the same time.

The top floor of the hotel.

Two guards of the defense force with live ammunition checked all the rooms and walked towards the elevator.

They did not chat, and their expressions were considered solemn.

However, on the other side of the elevator hall, the hidden door that should have been written [Fire Equipment] on the virtual enhancement interface has no sign at this moment.

Inside the hidden door, a pair of eyes stared at the two guards through their own glasses through the wooden board.

Watching the guards enter the elevator room, the elevator slides down quickly, and the man inside the door slowly closed his eyes and exhaled lightly.

He was a little hungry, took out a small bottle from his trousers pocket, and drank it with his head raised.

[They should pay for their mistakes. 】

The space in this firefighting equipment room is quite spacious, and it is usually used as a temporary storage room by the cleaning service staff.

"It's almost time."

A voice sounded through the headset of his sunglasses, and it should be a young man speaking.

"Well," the man responded in a low voice, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and murmured: "I hope we can meet again on the road, Jhin."

There was no response from the headset.

The man inside the door rubbed his swollen face, his eyes gradually changed from timid, tense, and painful to firm.

【They will be punished for their sins. 】

The man grabbed the peaked cap on the side and put it on, put on a light blue overalls, slowly pushed open the hidden door here, carried a bulging backpack, and rushed to the stairs leading to the top of the building .

The iron door leading to the roof was ajar.

This somewhat obese man seemed to have practiced it many times, moved skillfully, stood against the wall behind the door, and took out a black cylinder the size of a pen hidden in his sleeve.

A few seconds later, the cylinder flashed green light, reminding him that there was no sign of life on the roof, only a dozen orb-shaped drones floating.

He heaved a sigh of relief, stuffed the cylinder into his backpack, and started the next step.

[The restless soul roars in the dark night. 】

He found a black ball in his backpack and pressed the red button on the top.

hum-

The ball started to vibrate, freed itself from the man's big hand, and spun around in front of him, throwing a circle of light red trails.

More than a dozen military drones suspended on the roof trembled at the same time and automatically fell towards the nearest ground.

The augmented reality interface on the top of the building, which was originally crowded with avatars, suddenly turned black at this moment, and hundreds of virtual users who came here lost their signals.

The console in the corner of the hotel lobby, the top row of small display screens suddenly went black, and several technicians in camouflage uniforms shouted anxiously.

[The supposedly bright starlight was annihilated by the flames. 】

roof.

The man pushed open the iron door on the roof, put the backpack at the door, and black balls flew out of it.

These spheres are arranged in a Rubik's cube array, emitting rays to the central position;

Rays quickly meet and weave.

a shadow.

The black shadow wrapped in black air and wearing a cloak quickly condensed under the interweaving of these rays, and its eyes flashed brightly.

ghost.

【We will cleanse sin with sin. 】

The slightly obese man's Adam's apple trembled. He stared at the ghost in front of him, seemingly in a daze.

"time."

The ghost reminded softly.

The man came back to his senses, immediately raised his hand and tore off the blue coat, revealing the high-end gray suit inside, and grinned at the ghost.

The ghost stretched out his left hand and grabbed the man by the throat.

The man began to retreat towards the edge of the roof, uttering horrified cries.

[We will use digestion to seek relief. 】

The guards are rushing towards the top floor;

On the virtual enhancement interface, Daodao figures reappeared everywhere on the roof of the building, each looking at the scene in front of them with some horror.

A ghostly figure roamed the reality, strangling the wanted scientist and pushing him to the edge of the building.

The man's eyes were trembling, and he kept shouting words of begging for mercy.

The ghost was unmoved, and with a slight push, the man fell from the edge of the roof and hit the hotel lobby 120 meters below.

【May we meet again on the road. 】

There was a loud bang.

Some obese men fell on the transparent glass roof of the hotel's front hall. The hard glass was not damaged at all, but the blood blown out by the man spread out like flower petals.

scream, scream;
The originally peaceful press conference stage fell into chaos;

Lin Weilin's face was pale, protected by several security personnel, and retreated towards a relatively safe area in the corner.

On the top of the building, the ghost quietly looked down, its lowered head slowly lifted, revealing the wriggling carrion behind the black air.

[The remaining flames of civilization will guide you and me. 】

"I am coming."

said the ghost.

(End of this chapter)