[Zongyingmi] You are all my father

Second suspect chasing son

It all starts with 911.

Harold can be said to be a legend in the hacker world, but this kind of him is actually out of tune with the world, out of tune with the world of normal people.But fortunately, he has Nathan—his best friend Nathan, who can help him complete all the scenes of dialogue with humans, and it is enough for him to huddle in the basement and fiddle with the code—then, Nathan and the U.S. government Signed an agreement to research a super AI for the government at a price of $1. This super artificial intelligence is TheMachine.

Harold tried his best to teach The Machine how to be like a human, a human juror, a human policeman, a human... but not an enforcer, not even qualified for a trial.

Because no one, no one is qualified to judge anyone, except the law.

However, just when they decided to let go of the control of TheMachine, and not even give her a name and just use TheMachine instead, who would have thought that her evolution was nearly perfect?

Things reversed after Nathan's death.

Only then did Harold know that the government would not let him, let them live.

Knowing that The Machine exists and is alive, there is always the possibility of leaks.

So Nathan was dead, in an attack, an assassination, so to speak.

Since then, Harold has started to use TheMachine's calculation mechanism to let him give him the social security numbers of unknown persons who may become victims or criminal suspects. With this number, he can stop the crime from happening— —Obviously, he could prevent Nathan's death, but he didn't wake up until after Nathan's death.The government will not care about the life and death of ordinary people, and even when ordinary people have not committed any crimes, they will illegally execute ordinary people just because he may reveal those dark secrets-Harold accepts the death of his friend, But at the same time, he decided to prevent such a thing from happening again.

Then there was Reaser, John Reaser. A CIA agent, a former agent, was ordered to silence him because he knew too many secrets, but he was lucky enough not to die, and was recruited by Harold to be the protector.

After that, one person joins, and another person dies.

Harold really didn't want a child involved in this kind of life, even if The Machine said that the child was the brother she had found - she, it, a machine, a program, thought he was "father", and in a family, the father Children, mothers, brothers and sisters are all needed.

Harold knew that this time should not be sad.

He raised his feet nervously and ran forward, but his feet hurt, and his neck hurt badly—these pains had been in him for a long time, but why did they start to hurt now?

"This way none of us can get out." Chandra held Harold, "Can you all hold me?" They had followed Riise to the top floor, and Chandra looked up at the sky, and the night was like The raging tide can drown everything.

"You all hold me back!" Chandra yelled again, and this time, someone finally followed his orders right away - Root held him back.

"Hold me!" He shouted again, but instead of reaching out his hand, he handed out the hem of his clothes.

"Finch! Harold, John, hold this kid!" Root yelled, grabbing Samion himself.

"What the hell is going on?!" Samion cursed, but didn't pull Root's hand away. For Root, she always has more tolerance than others, and she can almost follow Root. Cubs are comparable.

Then, these adults saw the newly joined child raise both hands-one hand stretched out two fingers, and the other hand circled in the air, and after two circles, there were sparks in the air something—he kept turning his right hand, until the spark-like thing began to expand, and finally turned into something like a door that could accommodate a person in and out.

The boy's face was normal: "Grab me and follow me through that door." He said, then raised his hand and grabbed Harold and began to walk forward quickly.

Reese held the wooden warehouse in his hand, and put his other hand around Harold's waist, and easily lifted him up: "This saves time."

Yes, save time - Harold thought a little desperately, and then was half hugged by Mr. Reaser - it would be much easier for Samion and Root, and Samion didn't have to think about it needs, and Root was more willing to listen to The Machine, so they followed through that door.

When Root stepped over, she heard the sound of the small passage door on the top floor being knocked open—behind her were a group of vicious government agents, and she, of course, chose to walk in with her GOD, her The Machine ...

Oh, wait a minute, rewind—

Root looked at the situation in embarrassment - she followed the boy who said he was TheMachine's brother into the portal he opened.You must know that TheMachine is not an ordinary person, she is GOD, artificial intelligence, and a child "born" by Harold who can see everything, so it is not a problem for her to find a weird child with superpowers, although she is very concerned Harold lied—yes, the child wasn't split from The Machine at all, she found it, and she didn't say how she found it, but judging by his ability to open portals, he is obviously a very powerful kid The guy...wasn't a threat to them again, so she had no reason not to trust this kid that TheMachine believed in.

alright.This is a kid who can be trusted, and... where did he open the portal?

This snowy world!

Root almost felt that this kid was sent by Dobby to kill them.

Of course, it wasn't just Root who felt that way.

"What is this place? The North Pole?" Samien, who was as simple and rude as a sledgehammer, asked, and the words he asked were also simple and rude.

The boy glanced at her, and reached out to pat the snowflakes that fell on him dissatisfied: "If the whole world is being monitored, then only this place is considered safe - the Himalayas, we have not reached Mount Everest, You don't have to worry about that."

No, boy, that's not what we're worried about—Harold feels like he's running out of air in his lungs, he's out of oxygen.

The boy waved his hand naturally: "Don't worry, I won't let you stay here for a long time, this is just a place to talk, I hope you can listen to me carefully." Then, he raised his hand, Two cute and beautiful little hands flew in the air quickly, drawing beautiful patterns with a burning effect like fireworks, and then, everyone felt that the wind and snow had stopped...

No, it's definitely not weather control.

Harold looked up and looked around, and he found himself in the underground library... the one, the place he used to own, the lower library, his computer, his books, and... Bear's kennel.

Not only him, but others also noticed.

The boy shrugged: "I just copied that place, this is another dimension, we can talk here, don't worry about everything." He went to the computer desk and sat down—on the computer desk.

"No, you can't sit there." Harold felt that he should first teach the child how to behave properly.