Chapter 941 Cunning AI
Noah slowly came back to his senses.
It controls the character, shows disdain for the harmonious atmosphere around it, and secretly manipulates the game.
——It remembered that Jiang Xia said that too much information in the game should not be exposed to the outside world, especially about the mixed-race girl. Just now, Noah had to find a camera with great difficulty to broadcast the things in the game to the outside world in a reasonable and non-suspicious way without filming some people.
And now... just when those bastard adults cheated, it had an excuse to take advantage of the situation.
…
Noah naturally cut off the voice communication inside and outside the game. No sound from the outside world could be transmitted into the game.
After that, it closed many of the imagined scenes, leaving only a few.
The burden reduction was successful.
Noah secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the burden on his shoulders had been lightened a lot.
…
Next to them, a group of players escaped death and did not stay on this dangerous bridge any longer.
"Let's go to Baker Street first." Conan remembered the direction that Professor Agasa had pointed out to them just now, and headed towards that direction with a group of people.
After walking for a while, melodious "ding--" and "ding--" sounds were heard. It was the hourly bell ringing coming from a building in the distance.
"Hideki Moroboshi" looked in the direction of the voice and suddenly revealed a look of disdain: "What a crappy game! The time hasn't even been corrected yet, and it's already open for trial..."
Conan was startled and looked in the direction he was looking.
I saw a huge clock on the tower nearly a hundred meters away, which was very strange - the bell had just struck the hour, but now the minute hand on the dial was pointing to "50 minutes".
In fact, under their gaze, the minute hand not only did not realize that there was anything wrong with it, but it arrogantly moved back one space and pointed to "49 points".
"…I'm afraid this is not an indication of time, but rather a reference to the remaining number of people in all copies."
Huiyuan Ai also noticed the anomaly of the clock. She said worriedly: "There are exactly 50 people experiencing it."
"The game has just started and someone has already been eliminated. It seems that even if the 'cheating penalty' is not triggered, the difficulty of other dungeons is not low."
As the two were talking, they couldn't help but think of the high school detective who had to temporarily change his career and become a racing driver under the control of the cunning AI... I don't know what's going on with Jiang Xia.
Although there was no evidence, they always felt that Jiang Xia's car racing skills were probably no worse than motorcycles when he got serious about it - how could this talented high school student who wanted to experience everything miss out on a man's passionate project like "racing".
only……
The two fake kids thought of the car accident a year ago that caused Jiang Xia to try to restart, and sighed in their hearts:
Ordinary racing cars are fine, but what if a car suddenly explodes next to you? Will it interfere with Jiang Xia’s thinking?
But they only thought about this in their hearts and did not say it out loud.
——What if Noah hadn't thought of this originally? As a result, when they were mumbling like this, the bad AI found an opportunity to defeat the terrible enemy, so it deliberately caused a car accident to make Jiang Xia suddenly absent-minded and idle...
"..." The two fake kids looked at each other, looked away at the same time, and changed the subject, "Let's find Baker Street as soon as possible. Otherwise, as time goes by, the difficulty of the game will probably only get higher and higher."
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The group of people had no suitable means of transportation and had to walk to their destination.
On the way, they heard several passers-by muttering in panic: "Did you hear? Another unlucky person was disemboweled in the alley of Maita Street - this is the fourth case..."
After the passers-by left, Huiyuan Ai looked back at their backs and sighed softly:
"What a terrible world - London at the end of the century, although it was known as the last era of peace and prosperity in the British Empire, in fact, there was a huge gap between the rich and the poor, which gave rise to many brutal criminals..."
At this point, she paused for a moment: Huiyuan Ai suddenly remembered that there seemed to be quite a few murderers in reality, and there were many serial killers among them...
This statement is a bit pessimistic.
Conan remembered that the people around him were all children of average mental quality, so he quickly changed the subject: "No matter what, the criminal will be punished - let's find the 'Light of the Times' as soon as possible."
I will be able to fight alongside Sherlock Holmes soon...
As Conan thought about it, he became genuinely excited: It would be great if this game could be released on the market normally. Then, he could get one home, and when he had nothing to do, he could come in and play with his idol, and they could solve cases together... Oh, he couldn't bring Jiang Xia along.
"..." Speaking of Sherlock Holmes, Conan suddenly thought: I don't know if the mysterious young man who suddenly disappeared just now is Sherlock Holmes.
...If so, why did dad design such an image?
…
While the game is going on.
In the game hall outside.
On the stage ahead, as several players failed and were eliminated, the "cocoon" they were in dimmed and spun downward.
Soon, the game cabin retracted under the stage and the lid was closed on top, like a coffin being dropped into the ground.
On both sides of the stage, parents covered their eyes in disbelief as they watched this ominous scene. In the hall, gasps and tiny sobs could be heard one after another.
…
Everyone else in the control room was also in a gloomy mood.
President Sindora also had a heavy expression on his face.
He prayed silently with the others, but the content of his prayer was slightly different from others.
Sindora kept thinking in his mind: faster, faster - it would be best if everyone failed immediately, so that the secret of bloodline that he had carefully guarded would not be brought into reality with the winner.
- If those media who are eager to see the world in chaos knew that "Thomas Sindoor, the king of the IT industry, is the descendant of the notorious 'Jack the Ripper'", he would be in trouble.
Let's not talk about those troublesome guys who hold the "bloodline theory". Once this matter is exposed... Sindorah thought with sweat on his forehead that the supporter he currently relies on - the powerful widow, will probably no longer be his supporter, but will fall and crush him. Even if she doesn't die, it will bring huge troubles to his empire - this is what he doesn't want to see anyway.
——Sindora remembered that Kao Shan's ex-husband and children were all killed by a serial killer who imitated "Jack the Ripper". It was also a troublesome matter for her to vent her anger on him.
Compared to the crisis of his empire...
Sindora looked at the children on the screen with cold eyes: The deaths of these guys are worthless.
——So what if I have a clean bloodline?
They are just a bunch of losers who can only cry when they enter the game.
…
In the game.
Dr. Agasa's adventurous cheating is still effective.
Conan and his group walked for a long time in the direction he pointed.
Finally, I found the legendary 221 Baker Street.
(End of this chapter)
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