Disaster Artist

75 Threat
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"Come in."

Yin Wenhuan frowned as soon as he saw his subordinate's expression when he entered.It's definitely not a good thing.

"Just tell me what went wrong."

The burly young employee looked even more panicked, but he could only report honestly:

"Director, there was an accident in the aftermath of Xikora, and one of the people who left the company has gone missing."

"Who?"

"A data collection source in the dancer group is named Zhuang Xi."

Yin Wenhuan's facial muscles twitched, and his shoulders and nose ached.

The crazy woman who suddenly stabbed him with a knife and smashed his nose with her fist.There was only broken skin on the shoulders, but his nose was not reinforced and the bridge of his nose was broken.

Why should it be her?

Such a simple aftermath.Why defects occur.

The man waited tremblingly for Manager Yin's insult, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Supervisor, let's ah ah ah!"

A scarlet laser beam penetrated the chest of the burly man, and Yin Wenhuan's electronic eyes flashed with a terrifying light.

The employee fell to his knees in pain. The wounds burned by the laser were scorched black and no blood flowed out.

The laser beam moved sideways, slowly cutting him open inch by inch, letting him watch his internal organs being burned to charcoal.

Help, someone help me.
Yin Wenhuan walked up to his subordinate who was kneeling on the ground with a painful look on his face and hit him hard on the right side of the face with an ashtray.

No, that's not right.

He changed direction and slapped the left side of his face again.Still not right.

He squatted down, straightened his subordinate's tie, and aimed it at the center line.He's a guy with a loose tie and no taste.

Invasion resolved.

The employee who had escaped from the hallucination gasped for breath and touched his abdomen, still feeling the phantom pain.

"Tell me what happened. Didn't the fuse work?"

Yin Wenhuan returned to his seat, and the employee got up from the ground in a panic, with two symmetrical depressions on his face.

"The fuse was activated normally, and she committed suicide after a mental breakdown, but was rescued."

Fuse refers to an insurance mechanism adopted openly or secretly to prevent the risk of heavy losses caused by resigned employees to the company.

"Intensify the intensity after you are rescued. Do you still need me to teach you this?"

"She removed all the prosthetics."

Did she find out?Yin Wenhuan didn't think so.

For a resigned employee like Zhuang Xi who knows business secrets, it is impossible to let her run around outside.Of course, the company will not think that it is foolproof just based on the confidentiality agreement. Directly eliminating the unstable factors is the best solution.

But methods such as assassination are too cheap.At this time, the fuse can come in handy.

Yin Wenhuan probably knows what the fuse is for low-level employees like Zhuang Xi.

Some of the key prosthetics they implanted, such as electronic brains, spines, and internal organs, were modified with backdoors.

After the backdoor is activated remotely, the prosthesis installed with a "fuse" will send out special interference signals to the human nerves, and the nerve load will increase by 5 to 10 times.

This interference signal will be emitted intermittently when the implanted person is sleeping, quickly triggering early symptoms of type II cyberpsychosis, such as anxiety, mania, fear, and schizophrenia.

Before long, the implanted person will self-destruct or spend the rest of his life in prison or a mental hospital.If the implant recipient has psychological problems, the success probability is close to 100%.

Not surprisingly, he also has a fuse, but it's more advanced and harder to detect.Therefore, Yin Wenhuan will not easily think of changing jobs. "Where's the tracking device?"

"It has failed. The target's account has been frozen and no residence information can be found. He must have gone to the border area."

A bit troublesome.The surveillance system in the border area is not perfect, and even if you ask an acquaintance in the Public Security Department, you may not be able to quickly locate it.

"Start with the people she knows and the hospital. You can go to the Information Technology Department for support. Find her and deal with it cleanly."

"Yes, it must be dealt with thoroughly."

The subordinates felt relieved after receiving the order, and there was still a chance to make amends.

"Also, go learn how to tie a tie and comb your hair neatly. Forget it."

"Yes Yes."

After his subordinates left, Yin Wenhuan took the elevator down to the seventh floor underground.

"Bolero" echoed in the sealed underground space, and the melody became more and more grand and passionate as it repeated.

On the console in the center, a beautiful girl with blue hair and green eyes, Sikora, was sleeping.

A dozen technicians gathered around the bionic girl, checking the operation of various artificial systems in her body and marking the parts that needed to be replaced.

The big screen displays the data analysis of Sikora's recent performances, and it can be seen that the positive feedback rate from the audience is still increasing steadily.

"The expression system needs to be optimized, and facial muscles are not flexible enough."

"There is a slight abnormality in the movement of the left little finger, and the movement model needs fine-tuning."

"I think the language system is relatively weak and needs to be upgraded."

"No need. Sikora who is too 'intelligent' will make some viewers feel uncomfortable. The current level of intelligence is estimated to be the optimal choice."

The technicians discussed and sent the summarized suggestions to the woman in the burgundy dress in the stands.

Shallan Serafina, Sikora's nominal mentor.The creator and supervisor of the Tepsicola Project, and a member of the board of directors of Muse Media.

"Yin, have you come to visit Xikora again?"

"Yes, Ms. Shallan. Shekora is a perfect creation, and she will become the greatest dancer in the City of Stars. Now and in the future."

Yin Wenhuan's eyes passed over Sha Lan.Sikora's original body proportions were based on the younger version of Shallan, and her gorgeous light green pupils were also inherited from her.

The difference is that Shalan has rare blue-green eyes.He felt uncomfortable just looking at her, and always wanted to persuade her to wear colored contact lenses to make them look the same.Therefore, he will deliberately avoid looking at her.

"How is the recovery of data collection going?"

"It's operating normally, and a new batch of people have been added."

Zhuang Xi's incident caused some obstacles to the progress of the work.Just a little.

Yin Wenhuan did not care much about the small accident with Salanti's aftermath.In her eyes, she only sees Sikora who is gradually becoming perfect.

"Yes, they will all be good nourishment. Smooth, clumsy, restrained, passionate, noble, seductive, any dance posture can promote the growth of Xikola."

The 39-year-old Shalan has been away from the stage for a long time, shifting her focus to behind-the-scenes management and participating in various variety shows.

With the help of artificial skin, plastic surgery technology and maintenance drugs, her appearance has stayed in her 20s.With more than a dozen custom-made prostheses implanted, Shallan's body functions are even better than when she was young.

But she still chose to walk off the stage.All idols and stars will go out of style. Popular crazes always come in waves. It is normal for audiences and fans to like the new and dislike the old.

The work may gain eternity, but the performer and the creator do not have this chance.

However, Xikora, who can continuously learn and evolve through models and change styles at any time, will dance in the night sky of the Star City in various forms until eternity.

　It is expected to be available next Friday.I’ve started saving my manuscript, really.

　　Chapter 2 is not well written, please revise it before posting.Inspiration, I need more inspiration.

　　
　
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