ABO Blind Marriage

On the rooftop, Snake was still entangled with Lin Xichen.

"Do you understand what I mean, are you listening to me seriously?"

"Yes," Lin Xichen replied seriously, leaning on the railing, "but you have to think clearly, what you are discussing now is my wife and my brother-in-law, do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?" Snake frowned, "I came to you because you have a lot more first-hand information?"

Lin Xichen let out a chuckle, and nodded, "Okay, keep talking."

Snake organized the language, "What I want to say is that Ronnie is too smart!"

"Everyone knows that Ronnie is smart," Lin Xichen turned her head and silently glanced at the person beside her.

"Don't you think it's normal for Ronnie to be smart just because he's your friend, it's not normal at all! Ronnie is so smart! He doesn't even have a helper, you know what this whole thing is up to now concept?"

"You mean there's a bigger conspiracy behind this?"

"No, I mean, Ronnie happened to be a lone hero in our eyes, but his death just happened to take everything."

Lin Xichen coughed lightly to make Snake pay attention.

"Lin Xichen, look at the current state. All things are still running in his mind after his death. Has the evidence been adopted? The official did not admit it, but they asked WSJC to re-examine everything, that is a disguised approval .”

Snake counts one by one.

"What do the victims of Aprilflower want? It's not revenge, but that this matter is known, and the sacrifices of their family members and friends can be remembered. He also did this. Look at the current Internet hotspots And the interview, it's all about this!"

Lin Xichen actually began to feel that what Snake said made sense.

"This incident has involved a large number of high-level officials, and those high-level officials are now busy explaining their own stains. No one has started to hold accountable for the successful terrorist attack. Who dares to touch the bad luck of WSJC at this time? After a while, who else will remember what happened on April NO.19?"

Lin Xichen crossed his arms and looked at the person beside him. He began to silently calculate how many conspiracy theories and anti-social materials Snake had read during his absence before he had such an idea.

But Lin Xichen could only say after carefully thinking about the conversation.

"When Ronnie thought of marrying Cheng Yu to me, I already admitted that he has a high IQ and good vision. As for the rest, I haven't met him, sorry."

"You're kidding me, aren't you? You know what I'm talking about, and you're fucking playing me?"

Snake stared at Lin Xichen, he stomped his feet anxiously, "I mean..."

Lin Xichen grabbed the man's arm, he really understood, but Lin Xichen didn't want Snake to be on the overpass with people coming and going, just talking like that carelessly within the range of the WSJC shielding net.

"Keep your voice down," Lin Xichen urged.

Snake lowered his voice, leaned over and whispered to Lin Xichen his second guess about Ronnie.

【He's too smart, Lin Xichen.He calculated everything, not just the MA's response but other law enforcement.He has calculated everything, you see, even the media, public opinion and public reaction are all in his calculations. 】

"Ronnie has been preparing for many years." Lin Xichen pointed out.

"No, no, no, this amount of calculation cannot be calculated by one person. Ronnie must have enough data, maybe model, and even overthrow it again and again. Because society is changing, Every day is different every month, and this matter even involves sociology, journalism and communication, psychology... "

Snake didn't know how to make gestures, so he pulled Lin Xichen to the edge of the bridge, and signaled Lin Xichen to look down.

"Look, look at the A under the overpass, I know he may or may not go up the steps, he may stop, maybe something falls from the sky and kills him suddenly. It's a very simple model , but that’s not the case with Ronnie, it’s very difficult for people in a society to develop according to your expectations.”

Snake wrenched his fingers.

"Look at the political circles, entertainment circles, business circles...the discussion on the internet about reversal after reversal. Do you know who can make such a big splash without investing a lot of money and material resources?" Is it the pressure of public opinion? And the enthusiasm has lasted for two full months?"

"..."

Lin Xichen was silent for a moment because of Snake's speech. After a while, he asked tentatively, "You came up with this all by yourself?"

Snake took a silent look at Lin Xichen, and then admitted, "No, an Eastern scholar raised this possibility. She wrote a highly praised article, and I just recounted it to you."

Lin Xichen added, "In other words, this point of view is no longer new."

"Ahhh, I have a headache!" Snake lay on the railing and scratched his hair, almost insane, "So I was thinking, thinking, you said..."

He was nervous, staring into the distance and muttering, "...Sky's kernel is actually the same as Matrix's kernel, Sky is actually a simplified version of Matrix, M is so powerful, do you think Ronnie used Sky to do the calculations?"

"Invade Sky and recalculate?"

Lin Xichen rubbed the center of his brows, he could already feel the thought and effort Snake put into this matter.

"This kind of trouble requires running such a huge amount of calculations, and you want to do it under the nose of the MA. You might as well guess that Ronnie hacked into the Matrix computer..."

This Alpha suddenly lost his voice.

He suddenly remembered the scene he saw when he walked into the WSJC Information Management Center for the first time, countless running cameras, and those flickering and constantly changing pictures.

The first of the top ten unsolved mysteries of WSJC - 10% M is actually very powerful, so what are the princes doing all day long?

Is the information center really that busy?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Snake quickly stood up straight, "Why, what, did you think of something?"

Lin Xichen suddenly felt that Snake's conjecture was a bit interesting.

Ronnie took out 15 years of evidence at one time. What kind of concept is this?Means he started 15 years ago?Or does this person have the ability to even restore some data that has been regularly destroyed?

"Listen to me brother."

Lin Xichen put her arms around Snake's neck, this was the first time Lin Xichen spoke to Snake in this tone.

"Instead of thinking about whether Ronnie used Sky to calculate everything, you might as well think about why WSJC has an information management center..."

"Yeah," Snake remembered carefully.

"...And our serious crime team still needs the information processing department," Lin Xichen smiled, and he patted Snake on the shoulder, "There should be a conflict of functions, shouldn't it?"

"What's this!"

Snake felt that Lin Xichen was just playing with him, so he pushed Lin Xichen's palm away.

"An is in charge of some information collection and filtering of the serious crime team. Besides, doesn't she supervise a lot of accounts!"

·

Time: [May XX at XX, night, 10 minutes after the accident. 】

Location: Somewhere in the southern tropical island.

Don't underestimate the nervous system that the human body is born with. Pain exists to help humans avoid danger and know when to give in.

But bionics are not like this. Their emotional patterns and pain systems have been processed, and those are just set data.Not knowing the pain is actually okay, but the most frightening thing is that bionic people don't know what it is to be afraid.

do you know?For those present, what is more terrifying than killing without knowing it is that those who attack you do not know who you are.

Or rather, they don't care.

They don't care what rich man's chest was ripped open, what actress' neck was twisted, and what kind of noble blood was trampled on.

They are fearless, even if they are injured, they continue to move forward.These people are no different from everyone else, the bones, flesh and nerves are the same, except for a small chip in the brain.

At this time, the living person and the bionic person can't see any difference at all.

Many of the dignitaries present had security guards. When there was chaos, the bodyguards who got paid to do things only had to protect their employers.The scene was chaotic, and Clarence began to walk back quietly.

He lifted the thick curtain and retreated to the corridor, and then started running like crazy.

Who knows, who knows how many bionics he has prepared for today. In order to satisfy the sexual cravings of these people, he has filled almost every corner with these artificial handsome men and beautiful women.

Who knew something like this would happen.

Then Clarence was suddenly caught in the throat on the way to escape.

"You bitch."

This is a guest from afar. Their family is located above the oil field, and they are really rich. Security employs all the top veterans in the world.When they realized that Clarence had run away, they immediately followed.

"Did you take my brother's money and want to kill me?"

Clarence shook his head in restraint, he was suffocating.Every family has a few scum that they want to get rid of, but that's not the case when it comes to doing it.

Who dares to get rid of so many big shots at once?

"I know this is your island, take me to the refuge, there must be a refuge. You try to play tricks..."

The screams were getting closer, the guest couldn't wait any longer, he signaled to his bodyguards, "Catch him and don't let him run away."

And Clarence was also panicking now. He led the guests into the elevator, and seven or eight people crowded into this small space.The elevator sounded an alarm, and someone directly pushed an O out.

The elevator door slowly closed with that O's scream. This time, no one thought about how to maintain the so-called gentlemanly demeanor and ladylike elegance.

"I want you to give me an explanation! Clarence!" a female Alpha roared.

"You understand your end, Clarence, you are over." Someone warned.

If he didn't have to open the door of the shelter himself, Clarence doubted that he would never be able to get out of the elevator alive.

"I knew that Ronnie didn't die!" A wealthy businessman raised his voice, "You have the technology of a fucking bionic person, so you wouldn't think of hacking a chip after a fake death! What the hell are you doing? IQ!"

Some people are accusing, "Can't you keep your technology a little bit secret? It's fine if Sky is stolen, so what! Has your system been hacked and turned into a sieve?"

The whole elevator room was noisy.

"If it wasn't for Camilla begging us to let us come, Clarence, do you think you, a bastard, would get this chance? You've let me down so much."

Clarence couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm not stupid! Do you think I didn't take precautions? All external electronic information on this island cannot come in. I have confirmed it so many times before the opening. You think I am stupid! It is impossible for external hacking ! There is no such option!"

The audience was eerily quiet, but at this moment someone asked a question.

"Then who is the system, or who installed and activated the program in the chip? And how many people know about this banquet? The outside world can't open it, but the inside can?"

The audience was shocked, this is the main problem in this matter.

Clarence subconsciously began to go through everyone present today.

He muttered softly, "Impossible, impossible, these people present are all old customers for more than ten years, and no one knows except them. Ronnie was only so old at that time..."

In order to survive, everyone began to sell out the people they knew, "I know who hasn't come, and I know that **** doesn't look right..."

"Mr. P," someone suggested a name, "have any of you seen him in all these years?"

One person replied, "We've all seen them, but they're all holographic projections, and he's never been there."

As the elevator descended rapidly, Clarence asked, out of breath, "What did he buy from me last time?"

Someone still remembers it.

"A pair of beta twins? The one with different color pupils? I remember he and Orvis raised the price for a long time, but they finally bought it."

At this point, the guest couldn't help but warn, "It can't be him. He is the richest among us and your biggest buyer, Clarence. Don't guess at your customers."

But Clarence, the Alpha, showed panic in his eyes.

The elevator dinged to the lowest floor, and everyone rushed out. Only the man stood there holding the elevator door motionless. Clarence couldn't accept this answer for a while.

"Odd pupils, Beta, twins, Augustus, never showing his face...fuck," Alpha cursed in a low voice.

Still counted.

·

Location: [-]rd floor above ground in WSJC, information processing center.

Ann strode through the crowd. To be precise, these shouldn't be called crowds.All the guys in the information processing center have bruises under their eyes, and it looks like they haven't slept well for a long time.

When he walked to the prince, he happened to hear the man talking to Mudli.

The prince tried to get Mudli to come to his department. He was trying to persuade the little girl, "You are very talented, not only in criminal investigation and solving cases, but also in handling details and facial expressions. You have to..."

"Did I hear you right, are you talking to the Crime Squad and robbing people under Hu Rui's nose?"

Anshi Yimu Deli ran quickly, escaped from the place full of zombies, and the little girl left in a hurry.

"It's not easy, man," Ann patted the prince on the shoulder, and she asked, "Where are those two?"

The prince rubbed his forehead, "It's inside, you can find it yourself."

Ann strode through the crowd, and while making a sound of disapproval, she gently pushed the door open.There was nothing inside, only an elevator. She walked to the elevator and entered her identity.

Location: Basement [-] of WSJC.

Inside, WSJC Director Doyle and Prudence of the Department of Defense Security Center are discussing something.

"Welcome, I'm here to introduce you to an old man." Doyle confirmed Ann's arrival and introduced Prudence to her.

"Ms. Prudence, I may trouble you today. There is an account that needs to be permanently and safely deleted. We hope that you can teach our account manager, Ann."

Prudence held out his hand, "It's my honor to teach you. Are you happy, delete an old account that is more than ten years old."

Ann smiled, and she shook her hand, "I wish some accounts could be permanently deleted."

Yes, when Lin Xichen met the person in charge for the first time, someone told the three new employees that WSJC had a lot of accounts in private and was lurking in many illegal groups.

[Officials always need to understand these strange websites these days. 】

[The official account of WSJC is even a senior member of some dark websites who also serves as an administrator, and even a veteran account in the early stage of establishment.In this way, once any vicious incident occurs, the official can always get the information as soon as possible. 】

For example...

An illegal party on an unnamed island far away overseas.

Prudence began to demonstrate to Ann the finishing touches. She directed and praised, "Managing so many accounts is not an easy task. You have made a great contribution this time."

Ann smiled cautiously, she was such a powerful person in front of this ruthless character.

So she took a step forward and began to operate the account 'Mr. P' on the control interface. As a senior, Prudence reminded her, "Don't delete it too thoroughly, just in case something happens."

Doyle stood aside and stared at the big screen with his hands behind his back the whole time, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this sentence.

"By the way, where's your royal account? How are you negotiating with the royal family? Will Camilla's account be completely useless?"

Prudence helped Ann revise the points that need attention, and changed some information to be plausible.

"It's too perfect to make mistakes."

She explained to Ann in a low voice that she would have time to answer Doyle's words after the manipulation was over.

"Don't tell me that group of old-fashioned people. Negotiations are even more difficult. I hesitated for three days and three nights when creating the roster, but deleting the information is very fast."

Prudence turned and winked at Doyle.

"In another month, you will see the official solemn statement. Not only will the role of Camilla be removed, but she will also be directly excluded from the bloodline. She is really a sad and regrettable female archduke. It’s a pity that I went astray.”

"Wow," An couldn't help muttering a little when she heard this sentence.

Doyle said in a deep voice, "Then her sacrifice is actually quite big."

"Agents are like this. They have been prepared for a long time. Everything is for the country. Besides, in your words..."

When Prudence said this, her face was expressionless, she stared at the big screen in the room and said softly.

"...all for the fish."

·

Time: [May XX at XX, night, half an hour after the accident. 】

Clarence led a group of gorgeously dressed dignitaries stumbling towards the refuge.

It shouldn't be this difficult, but for some reason, all the electrical systems start to break down.After the backup generator persisted a few times, the last bit of lighting still went out.

It was pitch black everywhere, there were screams everywhere, and no one knew what was ahead.The bionics have a living person positioning system, and on their side, they only know that everyone is an enemy.

All that cannot be discerned are enemies.

Clarence was covered in blood.

They were almost there, at last they were at the gate of the shelter.

This road, which usually takes only a few minutes to complete, is full of thrills. During the period, Clarence changed the route back and forth several times for the sake of safety.There were only three or four of them left in the group, and Clarence stood in front of the door to confirm his identity in the dim light.

The door remained motionless.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

Clarence tried to manually enter the password again, but it didn't work, the security system didn't recognize him.He began to tremble, "Impossible, the power system here is set up separately, it is impossible..."

"Go away!"

The wealthy businessman asked his bodyguards to test whether it was possible to use force, but after all, it was the gate of the refuge, so how could conventional weapons be useful.

"Don't make fun of me like that, Clarence! Don't tell me you forgot the password to the safehouse door!"

Someone pressed Clarence to try again, and after the third attempt failed, this Alpha finally understood.

"Camilla..."

The only one who can get all the information about him is this woman, he muttered in a low voice, and then suddenly realized.Clarence slammed on the door, "Camilla! What are you doing, Camilla! You..."

At this time, there was a loud noise outside.

It was the sound of heavy weapons firing.

Clarence stood there in a daze, the passage he heard on the program that day sounded in his mind for some reason.

[And now we have exclusive first-hand information from internal staff of MA... Clarence has an independent island, and those weapons were sent to that island! 】

He was really sent to his own island. Since when has his private island been infiltrated like a sieve?

The weapons roared, this is someone who got a heavy weapon and started to attack indiscriminately.

"..." Clarence leaned against the door, he remembered.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

Use the weapons produced by MA itself to attack the consortium raised by MA, use the weapons made by bloody hands to destroy the executioners, and use the weapons produced by this group of people on the assembly line to massacre the winners on this assembly line... …

Clarence hadn't thought wrong from the beginning, and Ronnie had indeed thought so.

It's just not on April NO.19, but this night.

This person finally learned to be afraid, and began to understand what it would be like to have the 'top delicacy' he had said in his mouth born on him.

The flavors of fear, despair, fear and regret began to bloom on this island.

However, the night has just begun, and the movement has just started.

The night is still long.