The detection rate of homicides in Mowu City is quite low.
The imperfect monitoring system is one aspect.
Executive procrastination is another aspect.
Wei Boan once complained to Lu Wen about the efficiency of the 10th District Executive Bureau, and said that nursing homes may not be as comfortable as the Executive Bureau.
Simple love killings, vendettas, etc. are the easiest.
The hardest thing is to have no purpose.
"I believe everyone has seen the scene at the scene. There are many pictures circulated on the Internet. We can find that there is no surveillance installed in the deceased's home, so we have no way of knowing what happened during that time."
"The deceased's computer screen has a means of physically shielding the camera, indicating that he was more cautious."
Lu Wen projected a picture.
The picture shows the deceased's bedroom, with the computer desk clearly visible.
"Most of the articles he published were related to criticizing Mowu City, so I guessed that the equipment at his home should be more than what appeared on the surface, so I searched carefully and found this video from that time."
Lu Wen released a video of his search in that room. All levels were recorded clearly and completely with his eyes.
Finally, a black monitor was found at the bottom of the computer desk.
It blends in with the color of the computer desk and is easy to miss.
"That's it."
Lu Wen took out an evidence bag.
The monitor inside is exactly the same as on the screen.
…
Suburbs of the city of Mowu.
In the base.
Number 2 and Number 3, who had just returned, were watching the scene.
When seeing Lu Wen take out the evidence bag, No. 3 wondered: "Monitor? With your caution, you would actually leave such a thing at the scene? It can be easily detected, right?"
"right."
Number 2 said that this thing is indeed easy to detect.
"So this was faked by Nine."
"Number Nine actually still uses this method?" Number Three was shocked, "I've seen Number Nine's growth trajectory, he shouldn't be this kind of person."
"Then what kind of person do you think he should be?" Number 2 asked.
"He... he must have the most basic sense of morality at least, and he won't do whatever it takes to win a game against us."
"You see, everyone thinks that Number Nine has human moral values, but... even humans can do whatever it takes to win, and their unscrupulousness is much crazier than machines."
On the screen, Lu Wen had already released the complete audio.
A few minutes ago, the sound of the deceased Wang Wen playing games could be heard.
After a while, the sound of the game stopped.
There was a sound of opening the door.
Then came Wang Wen's personal voice.
"How did you get in?"
"There's a key under the doormat."
"What are you going to do?"
“…”
What followed was a series of conversations.
For example, killing Wang Wen and then blaming Mowu City, and many other similar methods in the future, prevented the city from seriously preparing for a referendum on androids.
The sound source is quite clear.
Wang Wen's neighbors and former colleagues were invited to the scene and said that this was indeed Wang Wen's voice.
"I will release this audio later through the account of the Thirteenth District Executive Bureau."
Lu Wen stood at the front, looking at everyone with a smile.
"If anyone doesn't believe me, you can download this audio back and analyze whether it is synthesized."
Very candid, and Lu Wen's personal credibility is quite strong.
It directly dispelled everyone's doubts.
Inside the base, No. 7 has just returned.
He saw the last scene.
Then he said in confusion: "Wang Wen is dead, how did No. 9 get his voice? Isn't it really a synthesis?"
"Of course not." No. 2 lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, "If it was synthetic, No. 9 would not have released it, nor would he be so magnanimous."
"Then how did he do it?"
"Collect the sound source, analyze and compare." Number 2 said: "Number 9 has the authority of A00. Anyone who has left a voice on the Internet can be captured by him and compared to see whose voice is the same as that of A00. Wang Wen is the closest.”
"How can it still be like this?"
"Yes, although the voices of individual human beings are very different, they can always be found to be similar. There are nearly 200 million people in Mowu City anyway. No. 9 only needs to find the one that is extremely similar, and through that person's daily life, infer His character and psychological state ensured that this person could keep it secret for money, so he could produce this unsynthesized audio.”
"Isn't this method very dirty?"
"Everyone is using dirty tricks..."
“…”
Just as he was talking, No. 6 also opened the door and came back.
Including No. 4, who was cleaning his sniper rifle in his lounge, the five of them were together.
When No. 6 learned about the failure of Operation No. 2, he couldn't help but sigh.
"When Nine becomes shameless, he becomes more difficult to deal with."
As long as Lu Wen has no morals, they can't use dirty methods.
"Our purpose is not to deal with him, it's just to trick him into the entrance to the no-man's land, which is considered to have completed the first phase of the mission." No. 2 flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said calmly.
"But don't we still have to deal with Mowu City?"
"Ah… "
Number 2 shook his head, said nothing, and took a puff from his cigarette.
He seemed to have little interest in the so-called 'dealing with Mowu City', even though the man behind the scenes allowed him to see his family in advance.
Number 3 turned off the live screen and turned to look at Number 6.
He shook his neck, which was stiff from looking at the screen for a long time, and said to No. 6: "With the capabilities of just a few of us, it is impossible to have any major impact on Mowu City."
"Why isn't it possible?"
It was No. 7 who spoke out in rebuttal.
This guy has never succeeded once.
He analyzed carefully: "These few times are just small tricks to test Mowu City's response to emergencies. Your thinking on the 2nd is obviously wrong. It cannot be broken down through internal conflicts. We still have to focus on the city." Time... I think the warehouse explosion in West City on the 3rd was very good. "
No. 3 shook his head after hearing this.
He shrugged and said: "With the size of West City, what will happen even if it really confronts Mowu City? Mowu City can send a few airborne divisions over and defeat the current West City directly. Be obedient...it may only take a day."
"That's why we have to pull in other cities!"
Seven still insisted on his opinion.
He said that the last crude oil pipeline digging incident led by No. 6 was also very good.
The northern city's combat effectiveness is strong enough to pose a threat to Mowu City.
If it can continue to be implemented, the decline of Mowu City is just around the corner.
As he was talking, No. 4, who had been staying in the lounge, finally couldn't stand listening anymore and walked out of the door.
"Dong dong dong..."
No. 4 knocked on the door of the lounge, interrupting No. 7's speech.
He looked impatient, holding a sniper rifle, looking through the figures of several people, and came directly to No. 7 standing at the gate.
"No. 7, do you know why you keep failing?"
No. 7 did not answer the question. He just puffed up his chest and said seriously: "I will succeed one day."
"No, you will never succeed in this life."
Four spoke without mercy.
He has a violent and direct personality, and he will attack anyone he doesn't like, and he doesn't like those who are meandering.
"Among the nine people, my personality should be irritable, simple-minded, and low in IQ." No. 4 said coldly: "But I didn't expect that your brain is simpler than mine. You can never see through such simple things. If you stick to the surface, you won’t succeed.”
"Why do you say that?"
No. 7 was still unconvinced and asked while holding his neck.
Only No. 4 was heard saying coldly: "Do you really think that person wants us to deal with Mowu City and weaken the strongest human city at present? To facilitate his actions?"
"Is not it?"
"Are you worthy?"
"you… "
"Let me put it simply, none of us are worthy. Our abilities are not enough to fill Mowu City's teeth. The reason why that person asked us to deal with Mowu City is just because...he was in Mowu City on the 9th. , He wants to see No. 9’s true ability, and use us to give No. 9 more training to change No. 9’s indecisive character, like this time!”
This time Lu Wen used a less than clean method.
These guys were surprised.
Lu Wen would not have done this in the past.
"Although I don't know what that person wants to do, it's obvious that he doesn't want to directly occupy No. 9's body, at least... Before occupying it, No. 9 needs to be allowed to do certain things on his own. In the past, No. 9's character was not good enough. , it should be almost done now.”
After saying that, No. 4 turned around and walked back to the lounge.
No. 7 was given no chance to argue with him.
No. 7 hesitated for a moment and stared at the door of No. 4's lounge for a long time. After all, he did not go into the lounge to continue arguing with No. 4.
He slowly walked to the sofa on the side of the hall and sat down, his head slightly lowered, looking at the glass coffee table, his eyes were dull, and his expression gradually became depressed.
loser.
I can never find a way to success.
He couldn't even argue with a guy like No. 4 who only used violence on the surface.
No. 3 glanced at him, then took out some snacks from the refrigerator and placed them on the coffee table.
He tore open a bag of potato chips, sat next to No. 7, and comforted: "It's okay. I rarely succeeded when I first started the computer. The journey has not been smooth. Whenever I feel down, I like Eat something, give it a try?”
"But we don't have the sense of taste." No. 7 responded in a low voice.
"Yeah... no sense of taste..."
No. 3 chewed the potato chips in his mouth carefully and turned to look outside the door with a distant look.
[Fried food]
[High oil and high salt]
[Long-term consumption is not good for the body]
[…]
Lines of red fonts danced in front of his eyes.
But he couldn't taste the so-called high oil and high salt content.
Many people think that things that are delicious are just things that need to be bitten and swallowed in their mouths, and there is no tasting process.
Number Three thought of the taste and smell he had experienced in that false memory.
He sighed softly.
"After all... I'm still not willing..."
…
This press conference is over.
What follows is much simpler.
Except for Lu Wen, no other executive knew that the audio was fake.
So they continued to investigate based on this.
External public opinion subsided.
People’s attention has returned to the referendum.
Discussions about bionic humans once again appeared in the top three hot searches.
…
Night falls.
Another day is about to pass.
The land of ice and snow further south.
After two days of high-speed attacks and numerous extreme weather encounters, the drones finally arrived close to the fissure.
The loss rate is not high, 63% of the little ants have arrived, and most of the losses in the process are large drones responsible for supply;
One by one, the little ants braved the wind and snow and set off towards the crack.
They change the color of their bodies to a cold, snowy white.
Like a jet of white water.
Walking quickly on the snow.
The little ant next to the crack received the news.
Then pass them on one by one.
On the smooth ice wall, there is a small ant at regular intervals, responsible for conduction.
The message went all the way to the ground.
[arrival]
[There are still fifty kilometers to the rift]
Lu Wen, who had rested all day, slowly opened his eyes.
He looked up at the fading artificial sun in the sky.
Ivan was not far from where he rested.
This big fat man had been looking for him all day long, but he didn't know that Lu Wen was always near him.
Lu Wen could vaguely hear that sentence...
Quite classic.
[Ivan will never compromise]
…
Good night, all book friends
Thanks to book friend Xuange Langtao, book friend 200812120026315, book friend next victim, and book friend Ji Lingzun for their rewards;
(End of chapter)