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Chapter 331 The defector

Dr. Ronald Newton Howard, the director of the world-famous Australian Photon Force Research Institute and the creator of the super robot Eppslang, is currently in a state of hostage.

When the doctor left the institute in Sydney, a man had already dived in his flying car. Five minutes later, the flying car landed in an abandoned factory.

"You...who are you?! No, what are you?!"

Dr. Howard was pointed at by the man with his claws in shock and anger. The hostage had no breath and was as quiet as a robot. He had been sitting in the back seat of a car before, but the doctor was not shocked until the cold blade was placed on his neck. But with decades of robot research career, Dr. Howard could be sure that this person was definitely not a robot.

"take off."

From the sound, he sounds like a young man, smooth and powerful, with a kind of diastolic magic.

"Dr. Howard. State in advance that I have no malicious intentions towards you. It would be better to say that I am here to contribute a new technology to you. My only requirement is some information that is not worth mentioning for you."

The hostage took off his cloak and revealed a pale face. Dr. Howard could confirm that he had never seen this man before. It was an impressive face, not because of his extraordinary beauty, but because of the cold and ruthless color he had on his face.

The man took out a drawing from the inside of his coat and unfolded it in front of Dr. Howard. The drawing seemed to have been read many times, and there were dense annotations made with pencils. The inventor of photon force noticed that these annotations were divided into two different handwritings. It was like two people were studying the same design drawing at the same time.

Even now at the point of being kidnapped, Dr. Howard still couldn't help but be attracted by the content on the drawing. He took out his glasses from his pocket and looked at the drawing carefully. The more he looked, the more shocked he became.

"This is... a cold fusion reactor?! And the fuel is so cheap! Stability... If we follow the above description, it is almost hundreds of times safer than existing nuclear fusion power stations... This is the clean future energy that can be used by mankind for tens of thousands of years!"

"Yes." The man in the cloak responded quietly.

Dr. Howard had a deep doubt. The kidnapper was so confident in handing the drawings to himself? Is he confident in silence or not caring about this at all? Another thing that made him even more confused. The reactor technology on this drawing has exceeded the current position in the international nuclear energy field for about 30 years. With his reputation and status in the future energy field, if such a stunning design appears, he should be the first person to be until the news...

"I am currently not satisfied with the output power of this reactor. And there are about three things on this design drawing that don't quite understand. Dr. Howard, can you help me answer these questions?"

"Please wait a moment..."

Dr. Howard felt confused now, and the other party's voice seemed to have magic power, which made him feel that it was not a bad thing to act according to his instructions. The photon power researcher couldn't help but start to think deeply about the three difficulties pointed out by the other party on this drawing, and he quickly solved two of them. Then the third...

"In my opinion, this design is unnecessary, not only is it unnecessary. Instead, it hinders the operation of the reactor, causing the power output to drop by about 30%. It should be considered to be the issue of limiting energy flow..."

"Well." The man in the cloak stood there thoughtfully.

"In comparison, although my photon energy reactor can be as powerful as it, it is even more than it can be. However, it is very limited by conditions. In places without sunlight, the photon power will decline to a point where it is not as good as an ordinary nuclear melting furnace, which is considered to be gains and losses. However, some designs can still be applied to this...Ark Reactor."

Even Dr. Howard himself didn't know why he said these words. He now felt that the hijacker in front of him was not a bad person. Moreover, in just over twenty minutes of technical exchange, he had fallen in love with this young man. Scientists had no boundaries when exchanging their experiences. He could feel that the young man in front of him was a person who had truly accumulated and known in this field. Howard couldn't help but love talents. If this young man could become his assistant, he might be able to continue researching photon power after his death...

Of course, everything is an illusion caused by the ability of the mind. Even if he is abducted, even if he is Stockholm, he will not fall in love with the murderer who kidnapped him in just half an hour. Su Jing's "communication" mental ability affects the old man's mind all the time, calms his mood, and then subtly transforms his cognition... He may usually be a little more tactful and tortuous. But now he doesn't want to do this. His time is very tight and he cannot tolerate wasting.

"Have you heard of Dr. Abra from the Persian Kingdom? Do you think he could make a robot as good as Astro Boy in Japan?"

The man seemed to ask Dr. Howard with a specific purpose.

"Uh... I remember this person. He is the only outstanding robot research scholar in Persia. He is very talented in a specific field, but he has not yet reached the first-class level. It should be said that he has a talent gap. Ordinary robot creation cannot defeat him. I remember he has an artificial intelligence work called... Sahat. Yes, it is this name. But robots of Astro Boy's level... no, it is unlikely."

"Is there anything special about him?"

"...I was injured by an air strike during the Persian War, and almost half of my body was lost. Now I am a half-man and half-mechanical transformation. This makes him very famous in the circle. Wait, by the way, I remember one thing."

Dr. Howard wrinkled his forehead into a ball, as if he was exploring long-lasting memories in his memory.

"There is a saying that before the Persian incident began, Dr. Abra secretly invited the world's number one artificial intelligence expert, Dr. Tianma, as a technical consultant. If Persia can make first-class robots, perhaps it would be possible with the help of a genius like Dr. Tianma."

The hostage heard the implication of Dr. Howard's words. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Mr. Howard. Have you ever contacted Dr. Tianma? What do you think of him?"

The old man sat on the chair with his solemn expression curled into a ball. Su Jing increased the attack of his spiritual power without hesitation. His fragile spiritual defense line was quickly destroyed. Dr. Howard sighed and told a piece of old past.

"About seven years ago, Dr. Hoffman from Germany and I had privately communicated with Dr. Tianma... To put it bluntly, I, Hoffman and Tianma are almost the three best robotics in the world. I invented photon energy, Hoffman developed zero alloys, and Tianma has the deepest research on artificial intelligence. Hoffman and I were open-minded at the time, trying to take the research of robots to a new level through the efforts of the three of us... Through our combined technology, we can green the desert, improve energy... and eliminate the war that was about to break out at that time."

Howard sat dejectedly on the chair.

"But when Huffman and I showed our skills separately, Tianma... refused. He said... 'Can you two understand?'... 'The perfect electronic brain is pain, hatred, and mistake'."

"His he stole your scientific research results?"

"No... it shouldn't be said to be stealing. Huffman and I just showed him a little. Our scientific and technological achievements are not that easy to steal. But in just those few dozen seconds, Tianma completely understood our technology... He is a real genius, the pinnacle of human intelligence..."

Dr. Howard frowned again.

"When Tianma left, he said to us, 'Don't let robots get closer to humans. Maybe something bad will happen... Maybe it's too late'."

The hostage fell into deep thought.

Is it too late? The key to everything...Dr. Tianma.

Twenty minutes later, huge black wings soared into the sky. Su Jing's next stop was Persia. He knew that the black demon was waiting for him in Persia after the war. After confirming his goal, the man did not hesitate anymore. The cold fusion reactor in his chest released a abundant flow of energy, turning him into a golden meteor.

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Interpol Headquarters.

Dr. Hoffman is a small man wearing old-style big glasses and looks a little ridiculous. Even though he became an internationally renowned master, his personality is still a bit introverted and afraid of things, and he looks timid.

"Uh, I? The key protection object?"

"Yes. Dr. Hoffman, since the recent series of assassinations were related to the Bora investigation team that year, the protection of you has also been strengthened."

The guard robot with a standard body was wearing a bodyguard's black suit and stood in front of Dr. Hoffman. The latter confirmed the other party's ID information with some hesitation. Although he was a little dissatisfied with this kind of close-fitting protection, the cautious Hoffman still agreed.

"I don't know when this protection will end..."

"When the murderer was arrested, it will be over until then."

The two walked into the elevator together. Dr. Hoffman lowered his head and sorted out his briefcase, but saw the guard robot behind him reaching out.

Thirty seconds later, the elevator door opened, but there was no breath of living inside. The first lady to discover it screamed, and for the next hour and a half, dozens of the best detectives from the international police criminal investigation department gathered here.

In the elevator, Dr. Hoffman, whose neck was twisted, lay down on the ground, and the guard robot also lay down on the ground. After examination, his electronic brain disappeared.

Considering certain factors, the news of Dr. Hoffman's death was not released, but was temporarily pressed. Prosecutor Gaiget, who was performing official duties outside, was notified to return to China to report his work immediately, and the pursuit of the murderer in a serial murder case was temporarily suspended.
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