Force unlock

Tazito and Mr. 11 leaned together in front of the screen, studying the strategy for finding Ivano.

Just now, face recognition failed.

The large terminal in Mr. 11's studio holds the information of all the electronic equipment in the entire Magic Eye Star.All, including private equipment.Images captured by any camera, private messages and emails sent by each terminal.And, if necessary, he can remotely monitor even devices that are not connected to the Internet or powered off.The so-called security and anti-criminalism are all child's play in front of him.

Knowing all this, Tazito found it unbearably perverted.No wonder Mr. Eleven had free access to his home, and that he was immediately spotted on camera at the Poison club when he first appeared.There is no privacy at all in front of numbers.And of course don't even think about fucking the law.

There may be no cameras on the street, but everyone has a terminal, usually more than one.As long as Ivano is still on this planet, he cannot escape the world's most advanced and watertight tracking technology.

But the truth is nothing.

"Can you do it?" Tazito wrote his displeasure on his face, looking at Mr. Eleven suspiciously, like looking at a policeman who specializes in failure in a superhero movie.The one who was suspected of failing glared at him, and now he is competing with voiceprint recognition.But the result is still the same.

Mr. 11 was not surprised by this result, the man was either dead - very likely - or locked up somewhere away from all electronic equipment.Seeing the anxiety on Tazito's face, he explained, "He may not be near the terminal or the camera for a while."

"Then what can you do...Only you can think of a way."

"I will. Now close your eyes. There are some top secrets that I can't show you."

As Mr. 11 spoke, he clicked on something, and an extremely gorgeous picture jumped into the air like fireworks, and then exploded suddenly.That is the holographic image of the magic eye star, clear and three-dimensional, so huge that it almost fills the entire room.Colorful safety index signs are distributed on the surface of the planet, creating a colorful and vast dream effect, turning the seat for two people into an observatory.

Mr. Eleven glanced back, and Tazito's eyes were not only open, but wide open—anyone who saw something of this star defense level for the first time would be dumbfounded.

Mr. Number leaned over and kissed the man.

Tazito tensed up from the sudden kiss.His hands trembled, subconsciously wanting to touch the gun.Before the other party could react, Mr. 11 moved his fingers twice, and added Ivano's face and voiceprint recognition to the highest level alarm system.All the red dots flashed in response.

When Tazito pushed him away, the "top secret" was gone.

"Come again, I'll bite off your beautiful lips." Tazito said viciously.

Mr. 11 admired Tazito's appearance of being ready to beat him at any time, and continued to irritate him as if talking to himself: "Why do human beings involuntarily close their eyes when they kiss. Does everyone do this?"

Tazito wiped his mouth with the back of his hand unhappily, thinking he was a fucking slut.

"This tracking system will never miss anything." Mr. 11 assured him, "Next, as long as a matching face or voice appears in any camera, it will be captured immediately, and then we will be able to locate your friend."

This is a veritable star defense-level investigative method. Mr. 11 kept his promise and tried his best to help Tazito—after all, few people would have imagined that after a person disappeared, even his face and voice would be tampered with.

These alarms will never go off.

It was just six o'clock when Ivano woke up.There was no light in the room, and it was still pitch black.

He regained consciousness quickly, but didn't move, not wanting any complications to reveal his plans.He clearly felt the pain in his left arm where the metal had been buried before.He remembered when the piece of metal was buried and what message was written on it.

It was far from the most difficult time in his 15 years with Tazito.He's been through worse, the man who's been raised from hell.So he's pretty cool.

He knew very well that escape was imminent.He's lost nearly two years of memory, maybe more.If you continue to stay here, the situation will gradually lead to an unimaginably bad ending.

At 55:[-], Ivano packed up and stood at the door.A few minutes later, the housekeeping robot Jessie opened the door as expected.

"Good morning," Jessie said. "Did you sleep well?"

Ivano answered it as usual, and turned sideways to watch it push the dining car in.One step at a time, the dining car entered the room, and Jessie walked to the door.

"Jessie," Ivano pointed to the wall to the right of it, "what's that?"

Jessie looked back and saw that Ivano had grasped the table knife in his hand at some point, hooked the robot's neck with one hand, and stabbed the table knife into its head from the eyes, accurately destroying its center.

After a burst of sparks, Ivano confirmed that the robot did not move.He resolutely pulled out the table knife and hid it on his body, and left the room without looking back.He just left it there.The door closes automatically once you leave the doorway.

Ivano walked up the corridor with a clear direction, turned left and walked quickly to the elevator.He walked to the end of the corridor and glanced gloomyly at the surveillance above.

Sensing someone standing in front of the door, the elevator began to rise.Ivano stared at the rising elevator roof through the transparent door, his palms were a little sweaty.

The elevator finally reached the third floor, and the transparent doors opened on both sides.Ivano went in.

There are two ways to select a floor: voice and fingerprint.Ivano took out a bionic gel, pressed the fingerprint of Shane he had extracted on the authentication screen, and stared at the screen intently.

One second, two seconds—deny.

Ivano tried again, but was rejected.He immediately replaced it with another one.There are three available in the pocket.

Soon, the second one was also rejected.The screen cannot recognize this fingerprint.

Ivano took out the last one, still expressionless, but hesitated.

Authentication systems generally have a limit on the number of failures.An alarm will sound if the number of times is exceeded.

He had to be especially cautious, pressing the third coin slowly and carefully onto the screen.When this bionic gel is covered on the wound, it will slowly blend into the wound and become a new skin on the human body. The material is very similar to the skin on the human finger.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A line of words popped up on the screen - "The fingerprint cannot be recognized, please try again. This is the fourth authentication failure, and the fifth failure will trigger an alarm."

Ivano withdrew his fingerprints and stared at the screen with tangled eyes.What should he do?

All possible options flashed through his mind.He will never go back now, so he has only one way to go to the dark.

He carefully covered the last piece of bionic gel on his thumb, constantly adjusting it to make it more compliant, and then suddenly made up his mind, raised his eyes, and pressed his fingerprint on the screen.

Through... through... he said silently.

The screen was silent for two seconds, then turned green and displayed: "Authentication passed."

Ivano breathed a sigh of relief, and was startled to feel cold sweat dripping from his forehead.He leaned against the wall and chose the first floor.The doors closed and the elevator sank.

After a few seconds, the elevator stopped.The door opens.Ivano looked out—a bottomless blackness.

The elevator seemed to send him straight into space.Open the door, and outside is a place without a gleam of light or people.The only light source comes from the elevator, but the illuminated range is less than two meters, and there is nothing within two meters, and the deeper darkness is an unknown thick black.

This is the first floor of the building, where Ivano has never been.

Ivano hid the knife in his hand and stepped out of the elevator, the door closing behind him, obliterating the last of the light.Ivano stood in complete darkness.

It was eerily quiet here, and there was an ominous aura floating in the darkness.It smells like a laboratory.

Ivano stood briefly at the elevator door, and decided to walk against the wall—no matter what is here, the door leading to the outside must be against the wall.

He pressed his entire back against the wall, and moved step by step by touching the wall.His steps were cautious and decisive, as if he had lived in darkness all his life.

About 3 minutes have passed since I left the 'room.He calculated in his mind.Gotta be quick, get out before Shane spots him.

Sean is not scary, what is difficult to deal with is the battle robot that has been following him.He has seen the responsiveness of that thing, and it is impossible to deal with it with a table knife like a domestic robot.

But he's getting out of here.He doesn't belong here.

He finally found the light in his life, and there are still too many important things to be done.

No one should fucking try to erase his memory and mess with his mind again.

His light cannot be extinguished by an inexplicable perversion.

He walked along the wall. In the darkness, his eyes were full of murderous intent, like a nocturnal hunting animal.

He had walked alone in the dark for too long.But that person came into his life and became his first partner.I have been with him through the most important years, and have experienced countless wonderful and terrible days with him.

And now he was going to find the door in the dark.He's going to step out, leave, and get back to normal life.Get back to that person, the one who really needs him.

He couldn't bear to forget everything about him.

damn...

He touched countless sundries and tables, but he still couldn't find the cursed door.I don't know how much time has passed, there should be 4 minutes, he thought, maybe only 2 minutes...

The enclosed building had completely robbed him of his sense of time.He is only supported by one belief, and he stubbornly opens up the way.

At this time, he felt a change in the touch of his hand.It is no longer a slightly rough wall texture, but smooth as glass...

It's the door!

He stopped abruptly, feeling the smooth surface with both hands to confirm.I quickly felt that it was wrong, it was too narrow, and I didn't feel a decent access control, not like the gate of a building.

He still maintained a sense of direction in the dark, and he memorized the location of this door, and continued to touch it, until he found three similar doors one after another.At this time, he came to the end of the wall, turned left, and walked forward again.

This time the journey was smooth and there were no obstacles on the way.His eyes got used to the darkness, and he walked a little faster than before.

He found the door when he touched the third wall.

It was a door with a different texture than just now, it was made of metal.There is access control on the right, and there are also two authentication methods: voice control and fingerprint.

Ivano measured the width of the door with his arm, and felt the concave and convex decorative shapes on the door—this is the main door.

Ivano's heart beat fast again.He'd been out of the room for 10 minutes, and he didn't hesitate for another second.Once captured by the battle robot, all efforts will be in vain!

He quickly pulled out the fingerprint.Even at this time, his movements remained smooth and efficient, sticking the fingerprint on the thumb and pressing the fingerprint authentication screen in the correct way.

"Drip." The notification sounded in less than a second, followed by a soft sound, which was the sound of the door lock opening.

Ivano stared at the door in the darkness, a joy of freedom welling up.He pushed open the door, a beam of light tore through the darkness, rushed in from behind the door, and hit Ivano on the face

The door was pushed open as far as it could go, and the eyes, accustomed to the darkness, were stinging too hard to keep them open.Ivano stretched out his hand to block it, and squinted his eyes to look out from between his fingers.

His whole body became cold in an instant.

Behind the door is not the outside at all, but a room.A man sat with his back to him, with long blond hair and a straight white coat.

That's Shane.

There are surveillance screens in front of Shane, each of which is the path that Ivano just walked.In the center of the screen, Ivano himself was standing.

The man's shoulders trembled, and he turned around, looking at him and smiling.

"Welcome." Shane said happily, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."