Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 363 Closing the Net
"What are you talking about? Our AI language model is a top-notch version purchased from overseas at a high price. It is not comparable to the local products in District 11..."

Although Fushan was a little unconvinced, he had no choice but to watch patiently because of his trust in Lao Tai's skills.

"Humph, AI is the core competitiveness of this era. Your model is just a version that was abandoned by overseas iterations. After the language is localized, it may be a good dimensionality reduction attack in the commercial field, but it is still far from the truly cutting-edge ones in District 11..."

"Let me see. Although the other party's AI uses dynamic IP to control accounts, it can obtain clues through multi-layer detection technology combined with public IP pool information, so it is not completely traceless..."

"Wait, this data packet is actually encrypted multiple times... and uses special protection measures... Unfortunately, you met me..."

"Let me show you how fast I can move my hands while I'm still single for forty years at the Institute of Physical and Chemical Research!"

Lao Tai was typing away at the keyboard, muttering to himself, as if he was caught up in some stream-of-consciousness war.

"Done, done... Let me see what you look like..."

After more than ten minutes of fierce battle, he finally felt relieved and hit the enter key hard!

A string of IP addresses is displayed on the desktop.

"As expected of Lao Tai, have you found the real IP? Which of our peers is going against us..."

Fukuyama also came over nervously.

"This... this is... this number. I will never get it wrong..."

Staring at the string of IP addresses, Lao Tai opened his jaw blankly and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"This is the external access IP address of RIKEN Fuji 4!"

That’s right, this familiar string of numbers comes from the external interface of the latest quantum computer developed by the research institute where he worked for decades.

"Riken? Fuji 4? Isn't that a quantum computer?"

“So, someone is using the cloud computing power of the institute’s quantum computer to support AI language models and manipulate user accounts to wage a ‘public opinion war’ against us?”

"Isn't this like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken or a cannon to kill a mosquito?"

Fukuyama, who was standing behind him, was also stunned.

The configuration of several servers in their studio is updated monthly to maintain the top civilian level. It is usually sufficient to support functions such as AI public opinion retrieval and real-time generation of speech templates.

But compared with the top quantum computer developed by Area 11, it is the difference between slime and Godzilla.

"No, the problem is not the difference in computing power..."

"The problem is that there are only a few companies that are qualified to call on Fuji. There are no commercial organizations among them. They are all monsters that you cannot afford to offend..."

"You kid, you haven't gotten into any big trouble, have you?!"

Lao Tai turned his head stiffly and looked at Fushan nervously, his bulging eyeballs full of bloodshot.

"How is that possible? Banning a trainee is a routine business. It's not the first, second, third, or fourth time that I've done this."

"Please check if you checked the wrong IP address. Don't scare yourself..."

Fushan wanted to smile as if he was not worried, but he found it difficult to even lift the corners of his mouth.

……

Tokyo Medical University Hospital, Nishi-Shinjuku.

In the quiet ward, on the neatly arranged beds, there were men in hospital gowns.

Amid the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, a man dressed as a cleaner climbed in silently from the window.

He squatted silently to the nearest bedside, took out a lock pick, and with a "click" he untied the handcuffs connecting the patient's wrists to the bedside.

"You are……"

The patient turned to look at him calmly and asked in a low voice.

"My family, you have suffered..." "The will of Lord Amabie guided us to this place."

"Don't worry, today is the day you will regain your freedom."

The man spoke with great emotion, and skillfully pried off the handcuffs of other people in the ward one by one.

"Don't worry. We have been observing for two days. The people guarding the corridor would take the opportunity to go outside to smoke, chat, or buy things during the shift change, which would delay them for at least half an hour."

"Each person will receive a set of stuff. This universal lock pick can unlock handcuffs or hospital locks. The dagger is used to kill the surviving 'sacrifices' from the ceremony..."

Then, he took out a handful of "universal lock picks" and sharp daggers and distributed them to everyone in the ward.

"But there are police guarding outside. There's no way for you and us to break out."

Another patient moved his wrists, which were red from the handcuffs, and looked outside the ward vigilantly.

"We disguised ourselves as cleaners and sneaked in with ten of us. We have already split up to rescue brothers and sisters in other wards."

"A tunnel has been dug to cover the blind spots in the wall surveillance. There are fifty people and three trucks outside to provide support."

"Save Master Jizi, kill those sacrifices, and we'll leave immediately!"

The man stuck to the ward door and listened to the noise outside, then smiled confidently.

"Master Jizi, where is she imprisoned? Take me to rescue her..."

As if remembering the moving figure of "Ji Zi", a fanatical and pious smile appeared on his face...

"And which ward are the surviving 'sacrifices' in? Especially the one named Xia Fan. Before I leave, I must take their lives and fulfill the will of the gods again!"

But the next second, his facial features were twisted into a hideous and bloodthirsty shape.

"Report, we have locked down the locations of all targets inside and outside the inpatient department. Requesting for closure."

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing a hospital gown and looking weak heard this announcement through his earphones.

If Xia Fan were here, he would naturally recognize that this "patient" was Inspector Higurashi who had just returned to work after recovering from a serious illness.

"Agreed. All units, start fishing. Start pulling in the nets."

Higurashi touched his earphone and spoke softly into the communication channel.

Two days before the "Fishing Operation" began, they had already asked agents to stay here in place of the patients, and the people in charge of security outside deliberately pretended to be negligent and absent from duty for a long time.

"What are you talking about? I asked you where Lord Jizi was imprisoned. You couldn't possibly not know, right?"

Angered by his "neglect", the man grabbed Higurashi by the collar.

"Are you afraid of having a child?"

"If you want to know where she is, come back with us."

Letting the other person shake his body, Higurashi remained calm.

"Go back...with you?"

The man was still trying to savor the meaning of his words when he felt a pain on his wrist. The "patient" behind him had put a pair of "silver bracelets" on his wrist.

"No, let me go, you guys who betrayed God..."

"Be quiet! Where are the socks? Stuff them on him, or he'll bite his tongue and commit suicide."

At the same time, fierce fighting and roaring were heard inside and outside the inpatient department.

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(End of this chapter)