Three-stream detection simulator

"No, please don't do that."

An elderly voice suddenly sounded from behind Hercule, looking very peaceful, "I know more or less what kind of character my father is at this time. Letting him know my identity will cause a lot of trouble and may also lead to bad consequences." ”

Hercule turned around suddenly and saw that the surrounding things were suddenly stripped of their outermost brilliance. The flower pots originally placed in the corners were missing, several cabinets had changed positions, and invisible curtains hung down from above their heads. Blocking Hercule's sight, a white-haired elderly woman stood in the right angle formed by the wall and the cabinet, leaning on a cane with both hands, as natural as if she had been staying there just now.

"It's a pleasure to see you again before leaving, Hugo." The old man walked to the chair and sat down. His movements were very neat, showing that he was in good health and energetic. She was wearing home clothes, the legs of her trousers and the chair The edges fit perfectly, and there is no trace of projection wear. "I asked someone to book this bar and made some small arrangements in advance so that we can have a serious chat."

Hercule turned his head and looked at the various people drinking, talking and laughing next to the bar, as well as the bartenders standing in front of beer cans holding cups to show off their skills. He was a little surprised but not unexpected: "They are all Fake?"

"It's AI technology. It's a pity that there is always a layer between soulless machines and humans. Wacker - this is the name of my smart butler - no matter how much he learns, he can't build a real life like you. This It’s his regret and my regret.”

While speaking, Morgan Stark stared at Hercule intently, smiled for no reason after a moment, and said slowly:

"You look very young. Forty years ago...or fifty years ago? I look at you as if you were a strong giant. Your quick thinking, vastness of mind, decisiveness in action, and firm will impressed me. At that time, I even felt afraid of you occasionally, because no human being could live like you, and no human being could deal with Argos for several years without succumbing to the ideas he imposed. . I am afraid of what you may hide behind your humanity, so I always make myself appear more helpless in front of you, so as not to arouse your vigilance.”

Hercule did not understand the purpose of this opening statement. He also said cautiously: "You may not know that I have lost some memories of our time together."

"Yes, I heard about it, and I want to make it as clear as possible for you." The old man said with a smile, "But I am old and my memory is not as good as when I was young. There may be some confusion and confusion in my narration. , please be patient, detective."

She thought for a few seconds and reorganized her words: "It all started in the winter of 2062. I remember clearly that that year I lived in a small town in Denmark to hide from the world to avoid being found by the remnants of Hydra. There were only With a permanent population of more than 2,000, the lifestyle is very primitive. People hardly use the Internet and are not disturbed by the restructuring of the world after the war. It is like an Eden on the snowy plains. Everywhere I live is clean and peaceful. After five years of living there, I almost forgot what it was like to live among people. However, just when I was about to settle down, one night I was lying in bed and received an email from a stranger.”

"This email was sent to a new email address I created with a false identity after I went to Denmark. The content roughly stated that the sender knew about my identity and abilities and wanted to find an opportunity to interview me. The only signature was 'Hugo' . As you can imagine, I was shocked at that moment, thinking that my peaceful and trouble-free life was about to be gone forever.”

When Morgan said this, he glanced at Hercule with a slight complaint. Hercule had no impression of having done such a thing, so he could only cover up by rubbing the cat with one hand and drinking from the water glass with the other hand.

Mystique Raven was also listening. She refilled a glass of water for herself and the detective respectively. She passed the glass in front of Morgan alone, then held her chin and asked enthusiastically: "What happened next?"

Morgan: "Of course I started investigating the identity of this unheard-of 'Hugo'. He didn't do much to cover it up and showed his address within Tianqi Company nakedly."

"As an aside, if you have the opportunity to use the search engine of Yiwen Universe to check the founding time of Apocalypse Company, you will find that people generally believe that it was established in the 1960s, that is, around 2060. At that time, superheroes existed The Golden Age has completely ended, and there is no aftermath. The earth is full of ordinary people. Alien creatures can only be seen on social media very occasionally. The government has been handling diplomatic affairs with intelligent races from alien planets in a low-key manner.

Gradually, human beings have become accustomed to the rapid development of technology, constant unprovoked infighting, and the occasional announcement of scientific research projects to explore the universe. Some multinational companies have taken the opportunity to monopolize resources and dominate the country. Traditional governments exist in name only, and countries and races are at odds with each other. The boundaries with race were quietly rewritten, and Argos followed the tide of the times and climbed to the world's recognized peak. "

"I don't like Argos." Morgan said. "Because Iron Man is my father, I was fortunate to know from the beginning that the CEO of Apocalypse is an AI in a human shell. Batman gave it a dangerous mission, and it Going against one’s own Creator’s settings creates unnecessary emotions and ideals, which is a time bomb for people like me who grew up reading science fiction stories and physics monographs.”

"But unfortunately I didn't understand it at the time and couldn't do anything. I've been away from the ruling class for too long. I have no company behind me, no money, I haven't joined any organization, and I don't know anyone except Raven (Mystique). A person with superpowers who is still alive can only make a living by teaching physics classes at the only elementary school in the town. No matter what Argos wants to do, I can't resist. So after confirming the origin of 'Hugo', I decided to take the risk and go to the headquarters of Tianqi Company, so that I could at least take the initiative."

"I'm in awe," Hercule said.

Morgan shook his head: "I didn't do anything. I was really desperate. What I was thinking was that Argos was at least stronger than the Hydra Nazis, right? But I didn't give up resistance completely. With Raven's help, I did He used some disguises to travel to the United States as a Danish tourist to visit Apocalypse Company—the headquarters of Apocalypse Company in the 1960s had not yet moved to Africa.”

"Argos had a very good public image. He was rarely seen, but he acted like a Greek god, a victor who had everything under control.

His slogans were particularly prominent. The two declarations of "Gathering the cutting-edge wisdom of mankind and climbing to the pinnacle of scientific and technological power" and "Creating gods with hands and creating the world with brains" were accompanied by the overwhelming propaganda of "Restarting the Golden Age Fire Plan". He won over a group of loyal believers. Every year, countless people go to the company headquarters just to worship his statue. "

"I and other visitors rushed into the area specially circled by Tianqi Company for open exhibitions. Many technological products that had only been in concepts before were displayed there, and the specific dates when they were about to be put into civilian use were marked. Whenever the AI ​​tour guide introduced When they work, the audience bursts into heartfelt cheers.”

"But it doesn't include me, because my career, identity and family education... these are not completely unimaginable things to me. What makes me invest in it is another thing, detective - you are fair and square. Hidden inside the exhibition is a map that only someone with enough professional knowledge like me can identify.

It was too hidden and contained many metaphors that only humans could understand. It made me suspicious that I was overthinking, and at the same time I realized that if you really existed, you might not be of the same mind as Argos. "

This time Hercule spoke more sincerely: "I'm not talking politely, you are great. Will we talk about the meeting between the two of us later? To be honest, someone always hints to me that I Non-human identity. I have been curious about my true identity for a long time, but unfortunately the people who meet me either don’t know it or are unwilling to tell it directly.”

Morgan smiled openly, with a kind of harmless schadenfreude between old friends. Her voice didn't sound hoarse even after saying so many words. Maybe even her voice wasn't real: "Are you worried that you are not human? Oh my God, this matter It’s really hard to say, can I just skip it?”

Hercule looked at her accusingly.

The old man bent down and patted his hand: "Don't look like that, otherwise I will pretend that I can't see clearly with presbyopia. It was true that you could be my elder before, but I am now over a hundred years old, and you have lost your memory." The last one is young and deadly.”

Hercule's condemning eyes became even stronger.

"...Okay, okay." Morgan kept laughing, "Let me follow the order. I just mentioned that I was invited to interview you at the headquarters of Tianqi Company according to the map you gave. I thought I would see the second An AI, a brother with brother eyes, or an advanced android.”

"As a result, I saw a cylindrical cultivation chamber that is as tall as a person."

She paused deliberately at this point. Mystique couldn't help but ask: "Is there a robot inside?"

"That's too common for us. Even the technology of the 21st century can do it. Of course, it doesn't mean that what I saw is rare..." Morgan deliberately turned his head to communicate with her, looking at Hull with his peripheral vision. Kerry's look, "There is a brain in the training chamber."

Raven covered her mouth in cooperation and took a dramatic breath.

**

Morgan's parents are both top smart people. She has been on the starting line of genetics since she was born, and her memory has never been bad.

Even in her later years, when parts of her body deteriorated rapidly, she could still remember that winter afternoon in 2062.

The sunlight in the memory took on a grayish hue, like a square puddle of lime water spilled on the floor.

The dome of the room in front of me is very high. I heard that it was a small church more than ten years ago. Later, people's beliefs became increasingly mixed, and the church was slowly abandoned. The ceiling above Morgan's head is painted with rough murals, imitating the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Near the door is Michelangelo's famous painting "The Creation of Adam", in which a blurry naked man stretches his left arm and God points his finger, but because the painter accidentally made a mistake when calculating the size of the canvas, the Adam in the painting has a strong body, but most of his head is missing.

On God's side, the red fire of life that was originally used as the background was painted like an oval blood clot by a clumsy painter. As the wall became more and more bleak and broken as it fell into disrepair, the God wrapped inside it has become It was completely mushy into a ball of colorful flesh-colored paint marks, overlapped with unformed human limbs. From a distance, it didn't look holy, but only miserable and terrifying.

Countless cables run down from the edge of the dome, like waterfalls or vines, covering the walls on both sides.

Directly opposite the church door, the place where the altar and cross should have been turned into a cylindrical cultivation chamber several meters high. It was filled with an unknown liquid, and the entire body was a deep red color that was close to black, and also emitted an indistinct dark light. But occasionally, when these liquids swayed for no reason, as if something like a paddle was stirring back and forth, Morgan could see some indecipherable colors, like the brilliant rainbow light at the bottom of dreams and the end of imagination.

Something alive was looming in the liquid.

Compared with the cultivation chamber, which has a top metal machine that can reach the ceiling, it looks very inconspicuous, and it seems that you can hold it with two hands. It floats in the middle of the culture chamber, enjoying the ups and downs of the liquid like an aquatic animal. Morgan even thinks that these waves themselves are a form of entertainment for it.

She was completely attracted by it, staring intently at the cultivation chamber, almost lying on it, trying to figure out what the life forms inside looked like. Then suddenly, the liquid surged and boiled, like a precursor to expansion and explosion. Morgan hurriedly stepped back and fell down the altar two or three steps high. In this sudden glimpse, she saw clearly.

It is a living, independent human brain.

It showed a vivid color that she had never seen before. The lines of the cerebral cortex and the blood vessels on it were clearly visible. Countless dense threads hung from the place where the spinal cord should have been connected, spreading throughout the entire culture chamber like a spider web. It makes it look like a predator sitting in the shadows. And even this unprecedented scene gave people a strange sense of beauty, and Morgan had an illusion for a few seconds——

She thought it was an adult human male with an elegant posture and a gentle face.

The next second, Morgan Stark, who had already passed his forties, came back to his senses and felt horrified by his unreasonable feelings. She took several steps back until she couldn't see the brain at all. At this moment, she was about to turn around and walk away regardless, when a line of letters appeared out of thin air on an abandoned screen next to the nutrition warehouse:

Hello, Miss Stark, I have to appear in front of you like this. I'm sorry if this scares you.

Morgan was stunned, warily and confused, looking back and forth between the training chamber and his brain. After a few more breaths, the pile of scraps in the corner of the church moved. There was a clanking sound coming from inside, and after a while, a humanoid creature wrapped in white curtain cloth, with a used can as its neck, and a brown cross with peeling paint and green moss on its head. Came out of it.

The sound came from his belly:

"I'm not religious, Miss Stark, but I thought this would make it easier for you to accept."

"In addition, I am a human being. Although it is a little difficult for you, I still hope that you can talk to me as a human being. Thank you."

He walked to the pulpit on the right side of the altar with stiff but gentle steps, and leaned on it easily with his height advantage, waiting patiently for a reply. Morgan felt both horrified and bizarrely convinced that he was a proper gentleman, which made no sense.

Finally, she got used to the setting in front of her, calmed down and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Saving the world, of course."

Hercule Hugo, who did not yet have a complete human form at that time, but maintained his self-awareness as a human being, gave the answer in a relaxed tone:

"It would be even better if you can help me get out of my current situation while saving the world - Morgan Stark."

He stretched out a rusty hand and placed it, palm up, in front of Morgan.

"You are the daughter of a hero. Can I ask you to become a hero for me and the world again?"