My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Inside the library.

As Reese left, the office grew quiet.

"That's not his girlfriend."

Noticing Ethan's curious expression, Xiao took a sip of beer and continued to explain: "The two of them have a very good relationship, and Detective Carter has also given us great help along the way."

"And now, it seems she needs our help too."

"Although Detective Carter's number did not pop up in the machine, there is no doubt that she was doing something extremely dangerous."

"machine?"

Ethan asked quickly.

This term came out one after another from the mouths of Reese and Xiao, which made him curious.

"Well!"

Xiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Just following Reese's words, she was speechless for a moment, but when faced with Ethan's question, she didn't want to lie.

He cast a pleading look at Harold.

"OK."

Following her gaze, Ethan raised his hands to the hesitant old homeboy: "Mr. Harold, I'm not a fool. You must be hiding something from me. According to what you said before, high-level government officials ignore criminal information about ordinary people. .”

"Just to avoid exposing the behavior of spying on civilians."

Turning his head slightly, he stared into Harold's eyes: "But it's different now. Although those New York police officers are most likely members of HR, they are all law enforcement officers after all."

"In this case, why do the so-called high-level people still leave it to a few of you to handle it?"

"That doesn't make any sense."

He put down his hands, shook his head and said, "If you want me to help you, no problem."

"But I need to know the truth." Taking a step back, Ethan smiled and said, "Otherwise, you can handle the matters here by yourselves, and I'll quit!"

I never like this feeling of being concealed.

Want to help.

Can.

You have to show some sincerity and don't be secretive.

It's not that he wants to fall out, but if the matter is not made clear, then everyone can just be ordinary friends from now on. He believes that he can still find out the person behind Simmons.

First, Cruz helped, and second, if it didn't work out, he took the risk of alerting the enemy and abducted Simmons.

Help that guy wash his face and you should be able to gain something.

"Please calm down, Mayor Morgan."

Harold didn't expect the other party to react so strongly, and scratched his cheek with a headache: "We didn't mean to hide it from you. To be honest, we just met before. You wouldn't tell everything to a stranger, right?"

"Of course, I can accept that."

Ethan spread his hands and asked: "Then what's next?"

There was nothing to say about what happened before. At that time, he came to the door with a grenade. As long as the other party was still a normal person, he would definitely hide something about their situation.

But now, it's another story.

"All right."

Harold saw this and no longer concealed it.

Anyway, there are several people who know what's going on, and it's not a big deal to have one more insider.

As the story began, Ethan's mouth slowly opened wide.

This so-called big data monitoring system is not what I imagined. The authorities set up a secret department with hundreds of people working with supercomputers to conduct various data analyses.

Just a procedure.

Harold is a genius programmer.

With the help of massive resources provided by the authorities, he created an artificial intelligence.

Just call it a machine.

This artificial intelligence monitors all visible massive data connected to the Internet and uses complex algorithms to analyze possible terrorist attacks on the homeland or in planning.

In order to achieve the purpose of preventing problems before they occur.

During the observation process, the machine can also capture those who may commit violent crimes, or potential crime victims.

The authorities considered the information derived to be irrelevant.

For people at that level, it is not surprising to have this idea. They are not willing to turn off those functions because the existence of artificial intelligence is exposed in the life and death of ordinary people.

But Harold had a different idea. He left a backdoor in the machine to get that part of the information.

This kind of thing is top secret.

Since it was top secret, after the machine went online, the authorities decided to shut down all insiders.

This closure is naturally a silence.

Harold was always cautious. Even though his friend's company cooperated with the authorities at the time, he never came to the stage or revealed his existence. Everything was handled by his friend at the front desk.

Because of this, this guy escaped.

But his friend was not so lucky. After receiving the warning from the machine, Harold hurriedly hurriedly arrived but it was still a step too late.

Friend was killed.

He was also affected by the bomb and became disabled from then on.

This guy just kept his name anonymous. After a series of psychological processes, Harold felt that he should have a goal to live for, or he couldn't accept that he knew someone was dead but did nothing.

So, he recruited helpers he thought were suitable.

With the information provided by the machine, we work together to prevent various criminal cases and evil forces.

Xiao also heard some things for the first time.

I was entranced for a moment.

And Ethan's head was confused. This kind of thing was really unbelievable. After thinking about it for a while, he stumbled and asked: "So you mean, the machine is artificial intelligence?"

"The real one?"

It can operate on its own and can effectively analyze massive amounts of data.

So.

There is only one explanation.

"Um."

Harold adjusted his glasses and nodded slightly.

Despite the resources provided by the authorities, after all, it was his hands that created a real artificial intelligence, so his expression looked quite proud.

"Hiss~"

Ethan gasped and looked at Harold blankly, his expression looking very shocked.

A retrieval program and a true artificial intelligence.

These are two different things.

The latter is simply equivalent to life.

Even Jiabo couldn't do this kind of thing. I didn't expect that such a sci-fi thing would be realized in Harold's hands.

in a certain sense.

When artificial intelligence evolves to a certain level, Harold will be God!

"Mr. Harold?" Ethan thought of something and asked hurriedly: "Maybe my question seems very idiotic to you, so aren't you worried that you have opened Pandora's box?"

“Especially now that artificial intelligence is in the hands of the authorities.”

Inexplicably, he felt that it was the source of disaster.

I also felt deep fear in my heart. Harold had said something to himself before, emphasizing that not only himself but everyone was being monitored. At that time, he thought it was an exaggeration.

He believes that no matter how much surveillance the authorities do, manpower is sometimes scarce.

But now it seems that there is really an artificial intelligence monitoring everything recorded on the Internet, phones, surveillance cameras, etc. all the time. (End of chapter)