"The surveillance footage was deleted."
Pan-Asian First Fleet command center.
Sitting in front of the holographic computer, the information technology expert pushed his glasses and continued with a solemn expression.
"… And it was deleted very cleanly. All traces were erased, and there was no data left."
"Deleted?" The commander frowned slightly. "What about the backup in the black box?"
"Although it sounds a bit weird to say this, looking at the timeline, the black box stopped writing data a few minutes after we confirmed that the flight was hijacked. It was as if something turned it off. "
The people in the command room looked at each other and saw the expression of disbelief in each other's eyes.
Especially the engineers from Pan-Asian Airlines and East Asia Heavy Industries, the expressions on their faces were more like constipation.
It was not difficult to turn off the black box.
But during the flight, turning off the black box through abnormal means was a major "accident".
But then again, it was an ordinary hijacking, and they still hadn't figured out what happened on flight N-177, which was incredible in itself.
"Of course, this is not the most puzzling thing … I cracked some of the unclaimed robot memory and found traces of human modification inside."
When the commander heard the information technology expert's words, he frowned with his arms crossed.
"Artificial modification?"
"Yeah … But although the traces of modification cannot be erased, I haven't figured out where the specific modification is. The hacker who hacked into the memory was very careful to erase all the operation records. I even suspect that … these traces of intrusion might be related to the hijacking case itself. "
The staff officer pondered for a while before speaking.
"Although there is no surveillance video, judging from the traces of fighting at the scene, those robots were fired at by the hijackers. Logically speaking, there is no need for those hijackers to fire at these robots for no reason … Could someone have used the loopholes in these robot systems to attack those hijackers? "
"Impossible." The information technology expert said flatly, "From the underlying logic of AI, robots are prohibited from attacking humans. If your hypothesis is true, the problem we face is probably more terrifying than the hijacking itself. "
To some extent, the large-scale application of robots had greatly filled the labor shortage caused by the aging population in East Asia. Although these robots lacked creativity, they were obedient enough, so they had unique advantages in the service industry and pure manual labor.
In the 22nd century, with the average education level of the Pan-Asian region, the low-end and high-intensity work performed by robots was not something that ordinary people were willing to do at all.
It could be said that the breakthrough in robot technology had, to a certain extent, magnified the prosperity of Pan-Asian Cooperation and even various regions of the world.
However, the premise of all this was based on the safety of the robot technology itself.
Once the robots were no longer safe, not only would they face a high-value-added industrial chain, but they would also face hundreds of millions of ticking time bombs. These bombs had been integrated into every corner of society, and there was no possibility of dismantling them.
Without the robots, the Pan-Asian Cooperation would fall into the double traps of labor shortage and rising production price index. Even with the economic volume of the Pan-Asian Cooperation, it was difficult to continue to maintain the current financial model of high welfare and high public facility expenditure.
Therefore, even if they knew that this possibility existed, most people were unwilling to make such an assumption at all.
Obviously aware of this, the commander coughed lightly and forcibly ended the topic.
"That is, someone hacked into the robot system and used those robots as meat shields to contain those hijackers … In any case, compared to the hijacking incident, this kind of thing is just a trivial matter. I will make a report in a while. If the people from the Security Bureau are interested, let them investigate it. That is their job scope. But I still suggest putting this matter aside. Special times have special methods. At that time, no matter what actions the passengers on the ship took, they could be forgiven. "
"Having said that, there are still some things I can't let go of." Recalling the previous call, Yang Wu frowned, thought for a while, and continued, "I want to see that person."
Commander: "Who?"
Yang Wu: "The person who took the flight back from the hijackers and contacted us in the cockpit. Intuition tells me that he should know something. "
A bitter smile appeared on the commander's face.
Intuition?
Is there a need for intuition?
Everyone knew that the rescue of flight N-177 must have something to do with him.
First, he killed the hijacker, and then he magically calculated the best route to use the slingshot effect to decelerate. This set of textbook-level operations simply stunned everyone. Especially the latter. Until now, the aerospace technology experts of the Pan-Asian First Fleet still couldn't believe that such a complex mathematical model could be calculated by the human brain.
If it weren't for that person, they would have stood at a press conference and apologized to the entire society.
However, curiosity was one thing; the law was another.
According to the laws of the Pan-Asian Cooperation, the fleet had no law enforcement power. They could not summon or investigate citizens of any member state without authorization.
"Let's leave this matter to the intelligence department. We will investigate the evidence collected at the scene."
Yang Wu was still unwilling to give up. He said, "Can you tell me his identity? I want to visit him through private channels. "
Commander: "His identity information should be registered on the flight … But I don't recommend you do this. This involves the privacy of citizens. If he insists on doing this, you will be in a very awkward situation. "
Yang Wu frowned. He felt a little troubled.
He wanted to visit that person not entirely out of curiosity, but because he couldn't let go of the feeling.
As for where this feeling came from, he couldn't tell.
At this moment, on the holographic TV by the wall, a live interview was being played. Yang Wu's eyes unconsciously fell on the person on the holographic screen.
Yang Wu narrowed his eyes and subconsciously took two steps toward the holographic screen.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this face was a bit familiar.
It was like he had seen it somewhere before …
"Hero, may I ask your name?"
Facing the camera and recording pen, the person in the camera opened his mouth and hesitated for two seconds.
But in next to no time, that wisp of hesitation and bewilderment completely vanished from his eyes.
It was at this moment that Yang Wu's pupils shrank instantly. He matched this familiar face with a certain fragment in his memory.
That was a legend from a long, long time ago.
It was even older than the year 2050 where he came from …
Ever since he was a child, his elders had always mentioned that name, and used that man's story, or legend, to inspire him.
As if to confirm the shock in his heart, the person in the camera slowly spoke.
"I am Lu Zhou.
"I came from a century ago.
"It seems that a lot of things have happened in the century I was away.
"Sorry to keep you waiting.
"I'm back."
In a hospital dozens of kilometers away, a pair of chopsticks fell on the table.
A man with a resolute face stared at the news on the holographic screen. His eyes were already full of tears.
Standing next to him, an old man with wrinkles opened his mouth wide. His face was unconsciously covered in tears.
The corners of his mouth twitched. He muttered to himself in a choked voice.
"I have to tell this news to the elder … No, what am I saying, this is the 22nd century … He has been gone for a long time."
Without hearing what Director Li said, Wang Peng just muttered to himself.
"He's not dead …"
The dusty memories flashed through his mind, and he felt as if he had returned to the desert a century ago.
Standing in the ruins, he had almost given up on surviving until he pulled out a wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen from under the rubble and yellow sand …
He had considered ten thousand possibilities.
She had never considered the possibility that he was still alive.
He had never thought that they would meet again after a century …
Lagrange Point Military Base.
Brigade Commander Li Gaoliang, who was watching the news, suddenly pushed away his chair and stood up.
Lu Zhou!
It was Lu Zhou!
Others might not be able to recognize it, but he definitely could!
Standing next to him, a group of soldiers were staring at him, dumbfounded.
Li Gaoliang's adjutant gulped and asked. Li Gaoliang was very excited.
"Sir … what's wrong?"
"… Nothing! You won't understand. "Li Gaoliang stared at the person on the screen. He clenched his fists and waved his hand excitedly." Prepare the transport ship, I'm going back to Earth! "
At this moment, on Earth.
At the old site of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, not far from the Jinling Aerospace Airport, a robot tour guide, who was smiling and introducing the place where Academician Lu worked before his death, suddenly stopped.
He cast his gaze to the sky not far away. The emotionless mechanical pupils suddenly rippled.
It's him!
My master!
He's finally back!
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