The moment he kicked the door open, not only were the team members stunned, but even the robots in the corridor were startled.
He was sandwiched between shocked, bewildered, fearful, and confused gazes from two directions, making him look like a machine idiot who had suddenly short-circuited.
Yi Heye's rationality slowly crept back up.
He finally realized that he might have acted a little impulsively, but he didn't regret it.
This stalemate must be broken, even if it takes an unexpected turn.
After all, rather than proceeding step by step in a methodical manner, this keen intuitive animal is better at coming up with ideas and adapting to unexpected situations.
He cocked his gun with a click as the robot army aimed at him.
With a "bang," the Grim Reaper named Yi Heye officially began his work.
He looked at the AI he had killed with a single blow, his eyes blazing with barely concealed rage.
He counted and found there were ten AIs present. He then raised his voice and said to the commander inside, "I'll give you ten seconds to consider."
"ten."
"Bang!" A shot.
"Nine."
"Bang!" Two shots.
"eight."
"Bang!" Three shots.
The AI's defense mechanism was finally activated, and they swarmed around, ready to attack Yi Heye.
However, by this time, the rescue teams, who were still reeling from the shock, had already recovered.
Faced with this unexpected incident, they quickly set up their guns to support Yi Heye's infiltration.
—At least it's fucking useful.
Yi Heye saw the AI behind him being controlled by his companion, turned around and fired another shot into its head: "Seven."
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
With each gunshot and each countdown, the AIs fell one by one, carving a bloody path through the previously packed corridor.
"Three, two, one."
With the final gunshot, Yi Heye, his face as pale as paper, stood before Chen Mu and the hostage.
He raised his hand, blocking the rescue team behind him, and then looked at the bewildered commander.
"If you come any closer...we'll...die together..."
Before the commander could finish speaking, Yi Heye coldly raised his gun, lowered his voice, and asked him irritably, "Do you think I care?"
These words startled not only the hostages but also the team members behind them, who were frozen in place.
Yi Heye first sneered, then pointed the gun at Chen Mu: "This girl just lied to me. Guess if I wanted to kill her even more than you did?"
Then he pointed to the rescue team behind him: "I've only known them for less than half a day. Guess I don't care whether they live or die?"
Finally, he turned to Chen Sang on the hospital bed: "As for her, you don't think that the bullshit research results you're fighting over are that important to me, do you?"
Looking at the hostage in front of him, trembling like a sieve along with Chen Mu, Yi Heye raised a pale and terrifying smile.
He slowly crouched down and pressed the gun against his chin.
His face was already as white as bleached paper due to blood loss, but his eyes were still a nightmarish blood red, and with his continuous coughing up of small amounts of blood, his lips, which should have been grayish-white, were stained a deep crimson.
It was a living demon that had come to claim a life.
Under such a terrifying gaze, Yi Heye openly reached out his hand to him.
Then, in the silence where almost everyone held their breath, he pried the remote control off the hostage's hand.
...?!
It was hard for anyone to believe that the problem at hand had been solved so easily.
The next second, Yi Heye grabbed the man's hair, causing the weak man to let out a soft wail.
"Hmm? Surprised?" Yi Heye sneered as he looked at the man's trembling gaze. "You don't actually think I can't see that you're too scared to die, do you?"
While the clinic was rescuing the hostages unusually "peacefully," another team quickly completed their rescue mission in a rented house in Zone D.
When the rescue team arrived at the scene, they found the children huddled together, while the man, wearing a holographic helmet, lay on the ground convulsing, seemingly incoherent.
Upon inspection, more than ten unused USB drives were found in the rented room. Thanks to the timely rescue, the children were not harmed.
The man's condition was rather bad. The accompanying doctor could not find any trace of external injury on his body, but he seemed to have just come from hell—foaming at the mouth, convulsing, screaming, and losing consciousness.
After the live broadcast and other malfunctioning screens automatically returned to normal, the command center finally gave up on trying to repair itself.
Looking at Jian Yunxian, who was unharmed in the video, and the now empty live-streaming room, they asked him with lingering fear if something had happened.
Jian Yunxian's acting was quite perfunctory at this moment: "I don't know, I suddenly couldn't contact you guys, it gave me a fright."
Faced with such an emergency, the command center conducted an emergency investigation but found nothing, so it had no choice but to temporarily set it aside and not take any further action.
On the one hand, it did not cause any immeasurable negative impact; on the other hand, the online version of Lost Lamb was getting closer and closer to its release.
It's 7:10 PM on Saturday, and the number of viewers in the live stream is increasing, causing the server to lag.
To make operations easier, the cybersecurity department frantically increased the speed of Yi Heye's crappy internet connection.
Jian Yunxian basked in the unprecedentedly smooth internet experience, feeling as if she had become a free fish, swimming freely in clear water.
At 7:25, the live broadcast room was almost full, and the hall was crowded with people, like a steamer on a pot rack, lively and crowded. The cyber security personnel were also frantically collecting information and data. Judging from the sound, the keyboards were almost flying off their hands.
Jian Yunxian continued to enjoy herself happily inside, especially when she looked at the crowd of people around her, who were almost like a PowerPoint presentation, and then at her own smooth, light body. She couldn't hide her inexplicable sense of superiority.
Until the liaison officer told him, "Stop shaking the camera, it's making me want to vomit."
Jian Yunxian then found a quiet place to sit down, feeling rather dejected.
At 7:30, the store aisles opened.
Song Zhouzhou, who had been mute for an entire day due to social anxiety, stammered out his first words of the day into his headset: "I've started, everything is going smoothly."
Song Zhouzhou began urgently locating the source files of Lost Lamb.
Just as everyone was praying that the location tracking would go smoothly, the illegal clinic also made a breakthrough—
The suspect was captured alive by Yi Heye, the bomb was handed over to a professional demolition team at the scene, and the Chen sisters were temporarily safe.
However, they were also surrounded by a dark mass of AI, which this time carried a large number of lethal weapons and opened fire on them without hesitation.
An atypical hostage rescue operation devolved into a bloody, large-scale gunfight.
Upon realizing that something was amiss, Yi Heye, who was closest to the hostage, grabbed the IV tubing from the next hospital bed, tied the criminal up, and threw him outside.
Then he kicked over the iron cabinet blocking the window and hoisted Chen Sang off the hospital bed.
As Yi Heye braced himself against the windowsill, the painkiller he had just taken started to wear off. A tearing pain shot through his abdomen, almost causing him to black out, slip, and faint.
But looking out the window at the vast expanse of sea, and then at Chen Sang, who was as light as a sheet of paper on his shoulder, he gritted his teeth and said to Chen Mu behind him, "Stay close, your sister's back is in your hands."
As for the pain—just fucking enjoy it.
While Yi Heye was working hard, there were still twenty minutes left before the product was put on the shelves.
The only sound in the entire internal channel was the rapid clicking of Song Zhouzhou's keyboard.
Jian Yun sat idly in the middle of the crowd, checking his code line by line.
It must be said that this human genius is indeed quite capable.
At first glance, his thinking seems bizarre, but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that each step he takes is very organized and ingenious.
It seems they can indeed complete the task within the allotted time.
"Click-clack..."
The sound of keyboard clicks fell like raindrops, striking everyone's heart and making them too nervous to speak.
With ten minutes remaining, the keyboard finally stopped. Whether it was due to social anxiety or the rapid heartbeat caused by the massive amount of computation, Song Zhouzhou was still panting and his voice was shaky when he spoke:
"Found it... Quick, there's still time!"
The moment the IP address was released, Pei Xiangjin, who had been leading the team and waiting for orders, immediately sounded the emergency assembly call—
Pei Xiangjin's initial strategic deployment was very good; the grid-based police force deployment almost completely covered the entire suspected area.
This is a facility hidden in a corner of the bustling downtown area of District D. It takes only five minutes for the two nearest deployment points to reach the scene.
It's not too late; as of now, everything is still possible.
On one side, Yi Heye and Chen Sangfei jumped onto the motorcycle, and a dense hail of bullets came at them like raindrops.
Meanwhile, another wave of support rushed to the illegal clinic, and the situation of being surrounded by AI was once again reversed.
In the bustling downtown area, the wailing of police sirens sounded like thunder from the other end of the street.
Inside the live stream, everyone was excitedly preparing for a terrifying carnival.
Two minutes before Lost Lamb went live, the lights in the center of the dance floor started flashing, and some people sensed something was about to happen and began to cheer and scream like a tsunami.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the entire command center, an image of a little lamb that every cybersecurity professional hated to the core appeared before them.
"SHEEP! SHEEP! SHEEP!"
Amid cheers, only one minute remained on the countdown.
At this moment, Yi Heye had already led Chen Sang and Chen Mu to a safe area, and Pei Xiangjin's team had also found the computer containing the source code.
"Thirty! Twenty-nine! Twenty-eight!!"
Just as the half-minute countdown began, Song Zhouzhou, who had been typing on the keyboard without stopping, suddenly spoke up again.
This time, he was so nervous that his speech became fluent and rapid: "No, I can't delete the 10,000 free files that I was going to log into the store!"
Upon hearing these words, everyone's heart stopped again—
Although Pei Xiangjin destroyed the source files, the 10,000 free files that were about to be launched were not affected.
Thirty seconds later, these ten thousand documents will flood the market, and after countless copies and pastes, they will become a terrifying poison that harms everyone.
This cannot be blamed on Song Zhouzhou. These 10,000 documents were protected by a special procedure, and even if they were deciphered non-stop, it would be impossible to do so in time.