SOTOPIA: Artificial Pseudo-God

Everything on the outside of the Fuxing Building was as usual, but inside it was a tense atmosphere that even the sound of breathing and footsteps subconsciously eased.

The Sotopia International Intervention Branch accidentally granted a pass to an "outsider" like Maynard, and FBI agents were able to enter this "watchtower" that had always been foggy.

"This section, replay it again at 0.5x speed, thank you."

In the monitoring room, the staff in iron blue uniforms cooperated very well.Whether it is a corridor or a fire safety exit, there is no missing part in the video left by the surveillance camera, and the picture quality is clear enough that even the details of the weapon in the hands of the intruder can be seen clearly.Regrettably, in less than 8 minutes before the incident, the surveillance cameras and automatic access control system on the only way to enter and exit the parking lot were physically destroyed, and the hijacking happened when the building management personnel arrived at the underground garage. Before overhaul.

"The time difference is too accurate." Maynard pushed his glasses, turned around and asked the staff around him: "Does Mr. Fraser's office have surveillance data?"

The staff shook his head: "There is no monitoring in his office - this is his special case. If necessary, we can take you to the scene to see."

"That would be great."

Mills Fraser's office is on the sixteenth floor.They followed the intrusion route presented in the video and directly used the elevator to reach the target floor.

From the elevator entrance to the office, they walked through the corridor that had been quarantined.Maynard said softly to Steven who was following him: "You noticed just now, the person who took Fraser away in the end went straight to the office. This is not the shortest route, but it is the most efficient and the goal is very They clearly and perfectly avoided the guards on the first and sixteenth floors. To be precise, they planned to split up and distracted the guards on duty at the time."

"The distance from the elevator entrance to the office is about 25 meters - they chose the closest one," Steven responded. "The intruder is very familiar with the architectural structure and guard layout of the Fuxing Building. Either the insiders did it, or someone leaked the secrets in advance. Neither situation is optimistic for Sotopia."

Maynard couldn't help frowning: "The problem is that the intruders didn't go through the entrance control of the lobby on the first floor, but went up from the elevator in the underground garage. According to the garage guard who was knocked out at the time, those few people didn't even speak. He also didn't show his face, so he couldn't start with his identity information."

The office of the director of the Strategic Planning Bureau still kept the door wide open when it was invaded, and the first forensic personnel were already busy.The first thing that attracted a few people's attention was the messy scene.The smoke alarm on the ceiling had obviously been activated, and the fire sprinkler system was everywhere in the office. The carpets, sofas, and even the documents on the desktop and bookshelves were not spared.There were several bullet casings scattered from the door to under the desk, and corresponding bullet holes could also be found around.Based on the extent of the scattered items on the table, it is not difficult to infer that Mills had fought the intruder in hand-to-hand combat-although Maynard did not understand how powerful a person whose right leg was crippled could be.

Steven was puzzled by the inconsistency between the two sets of information.He pulled Maynard aside and stated his thoughts bluntly: "This event is not right."

Maynard also gave him a straight look: "Anyone can see this. There is a fixed security check process on the first floor. It is impossible for the elevator from the underground garage to stop without being forced to stop, but they used the internal code to directly skip this floor. When dispersing the guards around the building, they all used guns with a limited range of influence. The other four intruders who dispersed did not kill the guards who were operating in the open. The most serious injury reported so far is only a concussion. Partly dislocated and stunned. Yes, we didn't even find signs of gunshots anywhere other than this office and the corridors of the [-]th floor, and the underground parking lot. But is there really a need for them to 'mercifully' Woolen cloth?"

"There is another point." Steven added after deliberation. "I have seen the video data in the dashcam last time. Although the clothing and firearms are relatively similar, compared with the group of attackers on the road, their tactical movements are different. Special units of different countries and even departments often have Different action strategies and specific techniques, they will even treat these technologies as secrets. The attackers last time were obviously from the Delta Force, and the forensic results of the corpses can also use their identities to indirectly confirm this; but this time I I didn't see it, I always felt that there was some style that I had seen in the Middle East before."

"Wait," Maynard narrowed his eyes, carefully examining Steven. "Who told you about the autopsy report on that corpse?"

Steven stopped in time: "Well, I guess."

Maynard did not ask untimely questions on this topic, but returned to the point: "In short, do you think the makers of these incidents are not the same group of people?"

"It can only be said that the personnel are different. As for the power behind them, I am afraid it is still difficult to judge."

"I can give you a hint: more than one organization wants to get rid of him, and the actions of these organizations may not necessarily notify each other in advance. But it is still a bit abnormal for them to go straight to Mills Fraser. You just You have also noticed that in the surveillance in the corridor, the assailant carried the unconscious Fraser out, but did not kill him on the spot. Compared with the several reports of attempted assassination received against him before, this time it was too much. It went well, but it was too strange. This may be done to squeeze more information from him, but whether or not he survives, Sotopia's revenge is clearly a greater threat."

"Several times of assassination? Wow, this director is really enough to offend people." Steven couldn't help complaining in a low voice, taking advantage of the Sotopia staff not looking at him.

Maynard raised his hand to prevent him from making any inappropriate remarks in front of others. "In short, if it's really their high-level internal strife, then it's really a problem that we can't solve."

A gun was also found in the office, from which it is not difficult to deduce the whole process of the incident.The intruders—let’s say according to the confirmed video data, there are five in total—are heavily armed and fully armed. They entered the Fuxing Building in a skillful way that minimized the impact. Four of them scattered and restrained the security personnel, and one went straight to Mill Fraser's office, stunned and hijacked.

Mills' gun was also dropped at the scene.After inspection, all six bullets in the revolver had been fired, and all the shell casings were found, but the messy scene did not have any trace of blood, and it was so clean that it even looked like a forged illusion.Maynard looked around again, wondering if he needed to call in a crime profiler.

There is also an old-fashioned radio that looks a bit famous on the retro-style desk. GRUNDIGSATELLIT700, like a well maintained collectible.There are also a few cassette tapes scattered next to them. The labels on them do not indicate anything, only the Arabic numerals from 1 to 6.Maynard noticed that Tape #3 was nowhere to be found.

Steven was amazed at this: "Is there anyone still using this kind of cassette? This is simply the feeling of our generation."

"Have you checked the papers on the desk - oh, and the bookshelf - for anything missing?" Maynard asked suddenly.

The staff seemed very embarrassed: "Director Fraser's document confidentiality authority is higher than our filing range."

Maynard nodded and didn't say anything else, just staring at the obviously drawn out part of the file rack on the table and fell into deep thought.

"Shall we take these things with us too?" Steven asked in a low voice.

"No, we don't need to take this risk." Maynard responded decisively. "You can also understand it this way: other documents are still here, indicating that they are not the most critical. The aftermath will be left to their own people to do. We only need to find out the most critical facts."

He looked at the thoughtful Steven, and couldn't help but subconsciously speculate on the other party's guess: "Do you think this incident has something to do with Moskevich?"

Hearing this name, Steven frowned with complicated emotions: "To be honest, I still don't think it's appropriate to lock up Moskevich. If this is Mr. Greert's order, then we also It can only be explained in the direction of 'reasonable'."

Maynard observed the other person's face calmly, and asked coldly, "Do you have an affair with him?"

Steven spread his hands resignedly: "You are always like this. You don't want to reveal his situation, but ask me for my opinion."

"He will probably miss you very much." Maynard turned around after finishing speaking, and continued to observe the wet documents on the bookshelf.

"……what?"