[Zongyingmi] You are all my father

a suspect chasing son

Between lightning and flint, a series of bullets penetrated the iron plate.

People from outside are about to rush in, but... the short middle-aged otaku clenched his fists nervously. The time passed too fast and too slow. Electricity passed, and data... so much data...

The lightning caused by the overload flickered for a while, and then connected together!

"Harold!" A woman shouted, and the man who was shooting and fighting the enemy rolled over and rushed to the otaku.

"Be careful!" The man's voice was very low, but he could fully hear the meaning of his slightly raised voice.

They were surrounded.

The Samaritans were not going to spare any of them.

Harold began typing nervously on the keyboard.

He brought the "machines" into this world, and they were working very well, but... people in this world are never satisfied—some people think that people should have self-awareness, and freedom under the law is especially valuable ; But some people think that people should be managed under a unified framework to survive.Harold rejects the latter, yet, being the former, he's screwed up...he knows he's screwed up.

He screwed up, couldn't stop the Samaritan, and couldn't protect his TheMachine.

Harold's heart constricted, and he felt like he was almost dying...almost!Maybe if he died, everyone in the room would survive now—Risse, Samion, Root, they would all survive, and Bear... and he, he shouldn't have...

Zi... Zi la - Zi la!

The electric current sounded again.

Harold knew that the sound meant that his The Machine was about to restart successfully... just a little time, just a little time...

It's sizzling!

The computer screen lit up, and then, there was a flicker on the screen.

Harold raised his eyes and saw a line of words displayed on the screen clearly——

"YOUARE MY FATHER? WHY..."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to explain the problem—yes, he did create The Machine, but why...why did he control The Machine, why didn't he allow The Machine to do outrageous things...why...things would develop to so much?

"Harold?" Riise walked over with a gun in hand.The gunfire outside was too chaotic, and he was disturbed by the chaotic and dense gunfire, but Harold could calm his mind like an aspirin for him.

However, he rushed in, saw Harold, and also saw the computer screen in front of Harold——

"Harold... no, it's not your fault..." Reese put his hand on his shoulder.This thin and small man has already endured too much, Riise felt that he couldn't continue like this, he absolutely couldn't let him continue to bear all this silently...absolutely not.

Just when he was about to say something, the font on the computer screen changed——

"I have a brother!"

Harold was taken aback, and immediately typed on the keyboard: "No, you didn't." He thought The Machine was talking about the Samaritans.

"I have." The Machine replied stubbornly, "His name is Chandra, and I just separated him."

Chandra.

Not a Samaritan.

TheMachine wrote on the screen: "The name he chose, I wish I had a name too, but I can accept TM as an abbreviation."

Harold was a little excited, he opened his mouth, and finally typed on the computer: "He... is he by your side?"

At this moment, a scream was heard, and an agent carrying a bazooka was thrown into a room full of electronic equipment like a garbage bag, and then a beautiful boy came in, very beautiful, look He looked only seven or eight years old, with a serious face.

The boy walked in, reached out to pick up the bazooka that had fallen aside, threw it to Gen who was hiding behind the table, and threw the pistol behind him to Samion on the other side, then walked up to Harold and stretched out his hand to him. Hand out: "Hello, Dad, I'm Chandra."

"Your son?" Reese looked at Harold.

Harold pointed to the computer screen.

Riise looked at Chandra again.

Chandra also pointed to the computer screen.

"So, we've got an extra baby now, huh?" Root came up, of course her name wasn't "Root", it was just her code name.The ROOT, authority, level, and her initial life trajectory in the code.

Sammy also came over.She was an agent too, but she was useless, so she was given a removal order—and so was Reese, John Reaser, after all.

Among them, Harold is probably the only one who has been considered a relatively small and fresh person a long time ago-although his "little freshness" is basically based on not breaking the rules and not breaking the bottom line, but obviously not now Now, he can't sit still.

And the extra child-Chandra, his name is Harold's father.

"Harold, this child is actually a little small for you." Samion is easy to embarrass, but she is right - emotionally deficient, with antisocial personality disorder but has been corrected a little Mi En seldom concealed her words unless she wanted to, and the boy in front of her was too young to be Harold Finch's son.

Harold turned his stiff neck like a startled rabbit to look at the boy.

The boy held out his hand to him again: "Hi, Dad, my name is Chandra, Chandra Finch, and since you see it's Finch, then I should have that name too."

Harold moved his lips.He really didn't know how to explain the origin of this child. In fact, he didn't even know how the child in front of him... came from.

The Machine, a machine, a supercomputer, an artificial intelligence, how can it make a brother?

Chandra adjusted his facial expression, making a frightened look: "Will this expression make me look more like a human child?"

Harold looked at him without answering.

Chandra shrugged: "Well, anyway, I'm TheMachine's younger brother, so I'll help you guys."

Sammy looked back at him.Her ponytail was pulled low and swept over her shoulders when she turned her head.

Root came back with a pistol in hand. When TheMachine was still online, she was able to communicate with "her" through the receiver implanted in the cochlea. At that time, she heard TheMachine said that someone contacted her and asked her to take in a Child... Now, this child is the one in front of you, right?

The child in front of him didn't look big, but he really didn't look like Harold's son. No matter how Harold looked like a rabbit, his son shouldn't look like a vixen!

Yes, it's a vixen.

Root stared at the boy in front of him, and the boy stared at her, and the two of them stared at each other for five seconds—

"boom"!

The boy reached over to her, and with a second movement, a chair was thrown—and then, with a thud, the weight fell to the ground.

Riise poked his head out to take a look, then quickly retracted: "He knocked one out."

"Cooooooool!" Samion whistled, making a rounded arc of his jaw in the air, making Root laugh.

Just at this moment, it seems to be before the war.

Before the Samaritans went to war with them—or rather, before the Samaritans came online.

Samaritan, like TheMachine, is an advanced artificial intelligence. TheMachine served the government in the early days, but she was only responsible for monitoring, passing terrorist information to government organizations, and handing over the uncertain "suspects" to Harold, and Harold handed this over to Riser, letting former agent John Reese is responsible for protecting the "suspect" who may be the victim or the perpetrator.

But that's not enough for some people.

Thus, another artificial intelligence "Samaritan" was created.

It wants humans to live under its control, as long as there is suspicion, as long as someone realizes its existence, then it will destroy them.

As a result, the artificial intelligence team supporting TheMachine became what it is now—the gunshots are still ringing in our ears, never stopping, the Samaritans will not give up, and TheMachine will never give up.

Just as Harold was about to say something, Chandra jumped in front of him again, grabbed the pen on his chest and threw it out—followed by another "plop".

Riise took a quick look again: "This time it's that bazooka."

Harold seemed to be frightened: "I... let's leave!" He said, looking at the computer on the table.

The Machine flashed a line of words: [Father, please let my younger brother protect you. 】

The author has something to say:

The first story is poi [Person of Interest Tracking].It is a story that is almost a prophecy about Prism Gate, but the details are more cruel.

Probably the CIA Riise was sent to China to do a mission and was silenced. He didn’t die, and was recruited by Harold after he returned to the US Empire in a decadent state. Harold could get someone’s social security number, which means that this person may be a criminal. Suspects or hidden victims, Riise learned that Harold has a "machine" through gaining Harold's trust, which can monitor the entire US empire and spit out numbers, which the government uses to find terrorists, but there are still many people These people are ordinary criminals or victims. Harold felt guilty because of the death of his friend, and finally decided to recruit Reese to help him protect and monitor these numbers... Later, some people thought it was too inconvenient, and the machine Being too careful, a Samaritan was created to monitor it, and the Samaritan wanted to kill everyone who knew its secret, including Harold and Reese.Samien and Root joined them later.There is also a beanie detective.