Hidden Corners

‘The time interval between fires is too long, it should not matter much. ’ Li Chengyi felt more and more confusing behind this foggy street.

"It seems that this painting should be what we are looking for." Sindra sighed, the astonishment of just hearing the facts still remained in her eyes.

Not only him, but the rest of them were all shocked, more or less feeling a sense of horror.

The dead corner of the foggy street, could it be a scene in a painting?

The place they entered before, the gray and foggy old street that put people to death, might have been derived from a painting.

No one could have imagined this, and even the few people present felt a little ridiculous.

Immediately, Syndra took the initiative to negotiate with the old man, hoping to buy the painting, and said that money is not a problem.

The old man yelled at him decisively, this is the treasure of his ancestors, don't sell it!

"One hundred thousand!" Syndra said calmly.

"This is my grandfather's painstaking efforts!" The old man said angrily.

"Five hundred thousand!" Syndra said softly.

"Are you insulting me with money!?!" The old man blushed and his neck thickened.

"One million!" Syndra said that this was the last offer.

"Forget it, since you like this painting so much, you must cherish it very much." The old man looked disappointed, "Even if my grandpa is still alive, I should be very pleased that someone can spend so much on his paintings. The price to buy. This is also a kind of affirmation to him!"

Several people were speechless, they didn't know what to say to this old man.

Li Chengyi, on the other hand, has been carefully studying the street details on the screen since he started bargaining.

'here! ’ All of a sudden, his eyes froze, his fingers lightly stroked the canvas, and his fingertips landed at the foot of a cement street lamp.

There was a small gray flower swaying in the wind. That's what he wants.

"Boss, do you really not remember the name of that comic book?" After negotiating the price, Syndra still asked unwillingly.

"I can't remember, but it should be related to artificial intelligence. At that time, anti-artificial intelligence developed to anti-mechanical, anti-technology, and anti-intellectual. Anyway, everything that involves electrical appliances must be anti-anti. That comic book seems to be like this The theme was drawn." The old man replied with a smile.

"At that time, it was true. These books must have been destroyed now, right?" Syndra reacted, a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"Yes. In those days, there was some kind of solidarity association, which declared that the essence of technology was evil." The old man nodded.

"Yes, the main purpose of the Solidarity is to declare that technology itself is born to breed mechanical life and intelligent life.

The end of this road must be to give birth to a mechanical intelligent life form that is infinitely stronger than human beings. We are all the nutrients in the placenta.

Therefore, they believe that technology itself is anti-human. In the end, human beings must be extinct and mechanical life will rule everything. "Sindra said in a deep voice.

"Solidarity should be the predecessor of the terrorist organization Xinghu?" Song Ran suddenly said.

"Well, both in one." Syndra nodded.

"Why does technology inevitably breed intelligent life?" Zhong Ying couldn't help asking, "How did they connect with such a stupid causal relationship?"

"Because it's related to a technological competition." Li Chengyi explained aloud.

"When I was in college, I also read the materials introduced at that time. The United Association believes that the technological competition between countries and the competition of national power will inevitably prompt the state regime to desperately pursue higher technological levels, stronger social efficiency, and computing power. Speed, calculation accuracy, and so on.

In these fields, the gap between countries with artificial intelligence and countries without artificial intelligence will widen rapidly over time.

Because of powerful artificial intelligence, it can greatly increase the speed of research in many fields, and it also has much stronger capabilities than humans in the military. so."

Li Chengyi paused.

"So, this forces all countries to embark on a path of desperately developing artificial intelligence. The end result is to make artificial intelligence more and more perfect and more evolved. This is what the Solidarity Association is worried about.

Because artificial intelligence is too powerful, it is very likely that it will break free from the constraints of human beings and evolve into a complete life. "

"This is the essence of capital. The two are very similar." Syndra sighed.

"Yes, capitalists will also be coerced by capital for similar reasons, and cannot help themselves." Li Chengyi nodded.

In his past and present lives, although he majored in plant conservation, he has read a lot of miscellaneous books. At this time also recalled the records of the Solidarity Association.

"Don't talk so much, Zhong Ying, go up and confirm that there is no problem, and then we will leave!" Syndra said in a deep voice.

The purpose of their coming here was to help Zhong Ying get through this difficult time.

Now that the source of the dead angle is found, the next step is how to get out of it.

Zhong Ying stepped forward slowly, checked it up and down carefully, and made sure that it was not damaged, so she asked the boss to seal up the whole painting, put it in a wooden box, stuff it with fixing foam, and immediately the whole painting was tightly wrapped.

After Syndra and the old man confirmed that the transfer was successful, they quickly left the bookstore and got on the off-road vehicle.

The rest of the people followed closely behind and got into the car.

Song Ran started the engine and drove the car slowly towards the villa.

"The painting is in hand, then how do we find a way out?" Sima Gui asked with a hint of doubt on his face.

Inside the car, Li Chengyi glanced around and saw Zhong Ying with her head down, her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, looking a little nervous.

Both Sima Gui and Xindela stared at the painting, thinking.

"Without Fali, according to the engraving method, we can determine the last person who touched the slot machine, or the painting." Syndra said.

"That's Bai Shaopeng himself, the last one." Sima Gui replied.

"Then the way we need to escape is to follow what Bai Shaopeng has done, and do it again." Syndra took it for granted, "But now we have no way to find out how much he did before he was the last one to touch the painting. "

"So, we should use the ice-breaking method." Song Ran answered.

"What is the ice-breaking method?" Li Chengyi heard this for the first time.

"That is, when the situation is completely clueless, like a frozen ice cube, at this time, we must use a head-on method to quickly change the situation and break the ice." Song Ran explained concisely.

"How to head-on?" Li Chengyi was puzzled.

"It's very simple." Song Ran continued, "Generally, there are major events in the blind spot, and we artificially reproduce such events. Usually, at this time, we will forcibly guide the blind spot into the reenactment environment."

"Replay the environment?" Li Chengyi seemed to understand a little bit.

"Yes, in the replay environment, the blind spots will return to their original state. During this process, many clues to escape from the law will naturally emerge. At the same time, the ice breaking method may also accelerate the disappearance of the dead spots and fade them away." Syndra took over the conversation.

"The disappearance of the dead angle, through data summary research, we found that it is related to the connection. The so-called ice-breaking method has another use, which is to destroy the connection to reduce the strength of the dead angle, so that it disappears faster and weakens faster."

What he said made Li Chengyi feel bad.

"So, your ice-breaking method is... to destroy this painting?"

"This is the easiest way. We have done it many times, and this method can effectively reduce the danger and complexity of dead ends." Syndra nodded.

"Boss is arrogant! You can throw away millions of paintings." Sima Gui flattered him without saying a word.

There was also hope in Zhong Ying's eyes, and she was obviously more relaxed.

Only Li Chengyi thought of that little white flower

"By the way, does a dead-end contact matter count as a living person?" He suddenly thought of a question and asked aloud.

"Naturally. The fewer connections, the lower the danger of blind spots." Syndra nodded, "Did you remember your last blind spot experience?"

Li Chengyi nodded.

"The killing of the boss of Ashe Company may have positively helped me at that time."

"Perhaps, no one can tell whether it will help or not." Syndra sighed.

He reached out to pick up the picture frame covered by the cloth and handed it to Zhong Ying.

"What is certain is that this painting is definitely closely related to Fog Street, and it is a very important connection, so it is up to you to decide whether to destroy it or not."

Zhong Ying took the frame hesitantly.

"The ice is broken, can I survive?"

"I don't know. It depends on your luck. If it is very important for blind spots, the danger in the foggy street may be much reduced. But, you have to think clearly, it is also possible that the ice breaking method will make the situation worse. We have encountered this probability before. But. Therefore, compared to the engraving method, ice breaking is often used only when there is no other choice." Syndra explained in a low voice.

Zhong Ying fell silent for a while after listening.

The boss is really interesting. The painting bought for one million yuan will be given to her if she has the right to dispose of it.

This attention made Zhong Ying deeply grateful to him.

But at this time... what is she going to do?

Li Chengyi was on the sidelines and wanted to speak. As a third party, he naturally didn't want major changes in the corners of Wujie. He hoped that Wujie would reappear after a while, and the white flowers would still be there.

But if Zhong Ying chooses to destroy the connection and use the ice-breaking method, then no one can tell what the fog street will be like.

Whether his little white flower Shanlihong will still be there or not, no one knows.

The car vibrates constantly as it moves forward.

Zhong Ying held the picture frame tightly, sat on the seat, bit her lips tightly, her eyes wandered, and she kept struggling.

Time passed little by little until it was almost time to reach the villa.

"I've decided!" Zhong Ying's eyes finally became firm.

"I'm going to burn it!"

"Imitate fire?" Syndra understood instantly.

The rest of the people also thought of this.

The fire before Xuezhong Road was a bit strange, and it might also be related to the dead corner of Wu Street.

After all, for so many years, it is impossible for Fog Street to only invite Zhong Ying in, and it is definitely attracting newcomers in a steady stream.

Among those newcomers, there may be some who successfully escaped. And the method used by these people is definitely not an ice-breaking method, because the painting is still in their hands, and most of them are not that strong.

So there is a high probability that they used the replica method.

In a short period of time, several people felt in their hearts that the replica method might be related to the fire.

Several people in the car were looking forward to this.

Only Li Chengyi opened his mouth and sighed silently.

It is impossible for him to stop Zhong Ying from pursuing her own life. Therefore, at this moment, he can only remain silent.

After a while, a group of people came to the roof of the villa and formed a circle on the roof.

Zhong Ying put the painting on the ground, then picked up the gasoline can and poured it lightly.