Chapter 1438 He Is Back!

"Monitoring removed."

Pan-Asia 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, "Where's the backup in the black box?"

"...Although it may sound unbelievable to say this, but looking at the timeline markers, the black box stopped writing data in the 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, seeing incredible expressions in each other's eyes.

Especially the engineers from Pan Asia Airlines and East Asia Heavy Industries, their faces looked more like they were constipated, full of disbelief.

Turning off the black box is not difficult.

But during the flight, closing the black box by abnormal means is a major "accident".

But then again, an ordinary hijacking, until now they haven't figured out what happened on flight N-177, is itself an incredible thing.

"Of course, the most puzzling thing is not this... I cracked some of the unclaimed bionic memory, and found that there were traces of man-made changes in it."

Hearing what the information technology expert said, the commander with folded arms frowned.

"Man-made changes?"

"Well... But although the traces of the changes cannot be erased, I haven't figured out where the specific changes are for the time being. The hackers who hacked into these memories carefully erased all operation records. I even suspect that ...Whether these traces of intrusion are related to the hijacking case itself."

The staff officer pondered for a while, then spoke.

"Although there is no surveillance video, judging from the traces of the fight at the scene, the androids were shot by the hijackers with rifles. Logically speaking, there is no need for the hijackers to shoot these androids for no reason...Will someone Utilized the loopholes in the system of these androids to attack those hijackers?"

"Impossible," said the information technology expert. "From the underlying logic of AI, bionics are prohibited from attacking humans. If your hypothesis is true, the problem we are facing may be even more terrifying than hijacking itself."

To some extent, the large-scale application of bionics has greatly filled the labor shortage caused by the aging population in East Asia. Although these androids lack creativity, they are obedient enough, so they have a unique advantage in service industries and pure manual labor.

In the 22nd century, with the average level of education in the Pan-Asian region, those low-end and high-intensity jobs performed by bionics are not what ordinary people are willing to do.

It can be said that the breakthrough in bionic technology has magnified Pan-Asian cooperation and even the prosperity of various regions of the world to a certain extent.

However, the premise of all this is based on the safety of bionic technology itself.

Once bionics are no longer safe, what they will face may not only be a heavy blow to a high value-added industrial chain, but also a time bomb of hundreds of millions. And these bombs have been integrated into every corner of society, and there is no possibility of even dismantling them.

Pan-Asian cooperation without bionics will fall into the double trap of labor shortage and rising production price index at the same time. Even for the economies that cooperate with Pan-Asia, it is difficult to continue to maintain the current fiscal model of high welfare and high expenditure on public facilities.

Therefore, even knowing that this possibility exists, most people are not willing to make such an assumption at all.

Apparently aware of this, the commander coughed lightly and forcibly ended the topic.

"That is, someone hacked into the system of the bionics, and used those bionics as human shields to contain the hijackers... Anyway, compared to the hijacking incident, this kind of thing is just an insignificant matter. I will make a copy later Report it. If the people from the Security Bureau are interested, let them check it out. That is their job scope. However, I still suggest to put this matter aside. There are special methods for special times. At that time In that case, whatever actions the passengers on board took could be tolerated."

"Having said that, there are some things that I still can't let go of," recalling the previous call, Yang Wu frowned, and continued after thinking for a while, "I want to see that person next."

Commander: "Who?"

Yang Wu: "The person who took the flight back from the hijackers and contacted us in the cockpit. My intuition tells me that he should know something."

A wry smile appeared on the commander's face.

intuition?

Is this even intuitive?

Everyone knows that the rescue of flight N-177 must have something to do with him.

First, he killed the hijacker, and then miraculously calculated the best route to decelerate by using the slingshot effect. A set of textbook-level operations simply overwhelmed everyone. Especially the latter, until now the aerospace technology experts of the Pan-Asia First Fleet still cannot believe that such a complex mathematical model can be calculated by the human brain.

It can be said that if it wasn't for that person, they would have stood at the press conference and apologized in the face of doubts from the whole society.

However, curiosity is curiosity, the law is another matter.

According to the law of Pan-Asian cooperation, the fleet has no law enforcement power, and they cannot summon or investigate citizens of any member state without authorization.

"Let's leave this matter to the intelligence department. Let's investigate the evidence collected at the scene."

Yang Wu still refused to give up and said: "Can you tell me his identity? I want to visit him in private."

Commander: "His identity information should be registered on the flight... But I don't recommend you to do this, it involves the privacy of citizens. If he insists on going online, you will be in a very embarrassing situation."

Yang Wu frowned, feeling troubled for a while.

He wanted to visit that person not entirely out of curiosity, but a feeling of being unable to let go.

As for where this feeling came from, he couldn't tell.

At this moment, the holographic TV by the wall was showing a live interview, and Yang Wu's eyes unconsciously fell on the person on the holographic screen.

Squinting his eyes, Yang Wu subconsciously took two steps towards the holographic screen.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that this face looks familiar.

It's as if I've seen it somewhere...

"—Hero, may I ask your name?"

Facing the interview camera and recording pen, the person in the camera opened his mouth and hesitated for two seconds.

But soon, the hesitation and confusion completely disappeared from his eyes.

It was also at this moment that Yang Wu's pupils shrank instantly, matching this familiar face with a certain fragment in his memory.

That was a legend from a long time ago.

Longer than the 2050 he came from...

Since he was a child, the elders have always talked about that name and used that person's story—or legend, to inspire themselves.

As if confirming the shock in his heart, the person in the camera spoke slowly.

"I'm Lu Zhou."

"From a century ago."

"...it seems that a lot has happened in the century of my absence."

"I kept you waiting for a long time."

"I'm back."

In a hospital dozens of kilometers away, a pair of chopsticks fell on the table with a snap.

A man with a resolute face stared at the news on the holographic screen with tears in his eyes.

Standing next to him, a wrinkled old man opened his mouth wide, with tears on his face unconsciously.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he mumbled to himself in a choked voice.

"...I have to tell the Great Elder this news... No, what am I talking about, this is the 22nd century... His old man has been gone for a long time."

He didn't hear what Director Li was saying at all, Wang Peng just muttered to himself.

"He's not dead..."

The dusty memories flashed like a revolving lantern, and he seemed to have returned to the desert a century ago.

Standing in the ruins, he had almost given up on survival, until he desperately pulled out a wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen from under the gravel and yellow sand...

He considered ten thousand possibilities.

It never occurred to me that there was a possibility that he was still alive.

It never occurred to them that they would meet again after a century...

Lagrange Point military base.

Brigadier Li Gaoliang, who was watching the news, suddenly pushed his chair away and stood up.

Lu Zhou!

It was Lu Zhou!

Others may not recognize it, but he certainly can!

Standing by the side, a group of soldiers were staring at him dumbfounded.

Looking at the excited Li Gaoliang, his adjutant swallowed and asked inexplicably.

"Sir... what's wrong with you?"

"...It's nothing! I told you that you don't understand," Li Gaoliang stared at the person on the screen, clenched his fists, and finally waved his hands excitedly, "Prepare the transport ship, I want to go back to Earth!"

Right now, on Earth.

Not far from the Jinling Aerospace Airport, at the former site of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, a bionic tour guide who was smiling and introducing to tourists the place where Academician Lu worked before his death suddenly stopped.

Turning his gaze to the sky not far away, the emotionless mechanical pupils suddenly rippled a little.

It's him!

its master!

He is finally back!