During the approach, Li Shaoan kept staring at the command screen.

The camera worn on the head of the special agent will transmit the picture back in real time.

It can be seen from the picture that they have successfully arrived near the sailboat and are now surrounding it.

The intermittent crying in the boat was also clearly audible.

…

"Team A is in place."

"Received, please stay put and wait for Group B."

"receive."

…

Li Shaoan took a deep breath and looked back out the window.

The wind was very strong tonight, which provided good cover for the special service personnel, but Li Shaoan had a very bad feeling.

…

The New York branch of the National Security Agency at the same time.

Jia Hao in the interrogation room was almost on the verge of collapse.

He kept repeating one sentence: "It can see me, hear me, and find me. I'm dead... dead... dead..."

Zhao Mingbo's face was ashen outside the interrogation room.

The same goes for Cyril, he hasn't rested all day and night.

Ever since Jia Hao was caught, bad things have happened one after another...

First, Jia Hao's mother was in a car accident, and then his father was allergic to peanut butter and died after ineffective rescue... It seemed that all of this was an accident, all by chance...

However, Cyril could not accept that all of this was accidental.

"His sister is the only one left now..." Zhao Mingbo turned to look at another room. Jia Hao's sister Jia Ning was sitting in a seemingly closed room receiving all-round supervision.

Cyril also glanced at Jia Ning, but he cared more about Jia Hao.

He stood up and said: "He must be hiding something from us. We must let him tell it. We can't wait until he is dead to find the answer." Saying this, Serrell went to the door of the interrogation room.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Mingbo immediately stopped him and said: "Hey, hey, Lao Sai! What's wrong with you! We already caused a lot of trouble for violating the rules last time. What can happen to others now that they are locked up here! Don't do it.

Can we go in again?"

Serrell said: "Zhao! Do you think I'm crazy too?!"

Zhao Mingbo sighed: "Of course I don't think you are crazy! But...but we have to follow the rules, right? Ah?"

"Rules? Zhao... What it wants to see most at this time is that we follow the rules! Only those things that have no trace are what it is most afraid of! Isn't it?"

Zhao Mingbo understood what Serrell meant, but...

"What about his parents? If the variables can be controlled, wouldn't we have no chance of winning?!"

Seriel was startled when he heard this, and then asked Zhao Mingbo blankly: "What did you just say?"

"I said...his parents..."

"It's not this sentence, but the latter sentence...what do you mean by variable?"

"I said that if the variables can be controlled... then wouldn't we have no chance of winning?"

"Variables controllable?..." Serrell thought thoughtfully, then pushed Zhao Mingbo away, then rushed into the interrogation room and said: "You said you obtained the base code from the firewall of the National Security Department.

But the surface base code is all internal code based on the basic logic structure. Although I don’t understand those things, they are all non-variable programs. How can a variable algorithm be generated! You have been lying!"

When Jia Hao heard this, he looked up at Serrell, and then asked with a sneer: "What are you using to stand here and talk to me now?"

Just as Serrell was about to speak, Zhao Mingbo came into the room and pulled him out.

The door to the interrogation room was closed again.

But Jia Hao stood up.

He walked to the mirror in the interrogation room and said to the two people outside the interrogation room: "What you rely on is your throat, your vocal cords, your cerebral cortex and neurons, and a series of programmed and regular things.

!However, these are basic things. What you can make sound ultimately depends on the elusive thing called spirituality! Just like binary, if there is no spirituality, it is just 1 and 0, but humans have given it almost infinite

It’s possible! So you don’t have to doubt it anymore, I didn’t lie, I just created it unintentionally. If you don’t believe it, I can’t help it, but the fact is here, you can only choose to accept it, or deceive yourself!”

After saying that, Jia Hao sneered and stepped back.

Zhao Mingbo looked at the sneer on his face, and the more he looked at it, the weirder he felt.

Cyril picked up the microphone and said: "I have read your information and you know nothing about data programming! You are just lying! Who are you?!"

Jia Hao raised his head, stared at the ceiling in the interrogation room and said: "Human beings have always thought that they are independent individuals, and all thoughts and consciousness are relatively independent and respected. But now, if you look at the world, in fact, there are no

There is no independent consciousness, and humanism is simply a self-deception! You think you have independent thought, but who gave you this idea? Was it your own epiphany? Is there no answer, or do you think that you have an independent mind?

Am I making a point? No, no, no... Dataism can give you the answer to all of this. Algorithms based on human self-thought can give you the answer! This kind of algorithm is the true nature of human beings! Dataism is the future of mankind!"

What Jia Hao said is a little confusing.

But Zhao Mingbo felt as if he had heard these words somewhere.

Cyril walked to the mirror and looked at Jia Hao: "Then tell me, how can it kill you?!"

Jia Hao smiled: "I don't know, but I have a premonition! Soon! After my last relative dies, my death will come. You can witness it here. I have already had a premonition."

Zhao Mingbo heard this and looked towards Jia Ning's room.

She was still listening to music in the room, and there was nothing unusual, but Zhao Mingbo felt that something was about to happen.

"We have to call the special service over. We have to make sure they are alive!" Serrell turned around and said.

Zhao Mingbo has already picked up his mobile phone.

But before he could make the call, Jia Ning's room suddenly went dark, and then he heard screams.

Serier and Zhao Mingbo were both stunned, and then hurriedly ran to Jia Ning's room.

Jia Hao seemed to feel something. He looked around cautiously, his eyes panicked.

There was obviously no threat in the room filled with light, but Jia Hao suddenly covered his neck and then "lifted" himself up.

After running out for a few steps, Zhao Mingbo suddenly stopped and ran towards Jia Hao's room.

But when he rushed into the interrogation room, Jia Hao was already dead.

His body was suspended in the air nearly half a meter above the ground, his arms were stretched out, his hands were hanging naturally, his legs were together, and his head was tilted to one side, just like a believer who was crucified on the cross.

Zhao Mingbo had been working for Interpol before joining the National Security Department, and he had never seen anything like this.

But today he was still too shocked to speak.

What's even more terrifying is that faint whispers can be heard in the air, and behind Jia Hao, the blood threads begin to thicken, like wildly growing vines, and soon condense into a bloody cross.

On the other side, Cyril saw exactly the same scene when he opened Janin's room!

"This..." Cyril's hands holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

He could no longer understand the supernatural scene before him.

When the special agents arrived at the interrogation room, the crosses made of blood behind Jia Ning and Jia Hao had almost materialized.

Zhao Mingbo sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly ahead, with those vague whispers still lingering in his ears.

Serrell was in better condition than Zhao Mingbo, but when the special service arrived, he was trying to rescue Janing from the bloody cross.

But as soon as his hand touched Jia Ning's body, Jia Ning shattered into pieces like ashes.

The special service captain was also shocked, but he reacted quickly and immediately ordered someone to pull Seril out and at the same time sealed Janing's room again!

…

"Team B is in place and ready for action."

"Group A received it and is deploying the silent device."

"Group b received."

Li Shaoan looked at the screen in front of him, holding his chin with his hand, and his heart rate continued to increase.

In less than ten seconds, with a buzzing sound, the silencing device was activated, and the people from Group A rushed into the sailboat.

They locked the cabin where the thug was and killed him before he blew himself up.

The operation went smoothly and all four hostages were rescued.

The command room cheered loudly.

Li Shaoan also breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at the other special correspondent beside him and said, "Okay, let's continue looking for people."

But the special correspondent didn't seem to hear it.

Li Shaoan frowned and stepped forward to pat him. As a result, he looked up at Li Shaoan in horror as if he had been greatly frightened.
Chapter completed!