The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 470 Looking for Finch
Log #: 0613
Record: The experimental robot killer T800 attempted to attack the target, but the result failed as predicted. According to the feedback image, the target seems to have a special space technology, and the degree of threat to the target needs to be reassessed.

The application for re-evaluation of the target threat has been approved, and the threat level of the target immortal Ron Lee Cooper is now adjusted to A-level, and all plans for it are suspended...

The second basement floor of the Los Angeles IRS Special Operations Team, since Ron started his own scientific research, has completely remodeled this floor into a laboratory according to Howard's design, which can conduct research on various disciplines such as physics, mechanics, and materials science. The research, some of the experimental equipment, is even more advanced than the Caltech laboratory.

How much did it cost to build the lab?Ron will proudly tell you that it didn't cost a penny~
Of course, if you have to include the cost of remodeling the basement, it's not much, it's about [-] US dollars.

As for those precious experimental instruments...

If scientists from MIT, or Harvard and other top universities in the United States walked into this underground laboratory, they would definitely be familiar with the contents inside.

That's right, these precious instruments don't look very similar to those stolen in their laboratory, but they are exactly the same. They are all "Toretto" arranged by Ron to help IRS special operations teams in other states They brought it back from the university.

"Why does this spectrometer look so familiar? I remember that when I visited MIT, they seemed to have the same one in their laboratory."

Leonard stared blankly at the machine in front of him.

"Things like machines are all produced in factories, so it's not surprising that they look the same?"

"Impossible, this instrument is very special and requires a lot of precision equipment, each of which is custom-made..."

"Whatever it is, I bought it in the second-hand market, maybe MIT just bought a new one~" Ron grabbed the shoulders of several scientists: "Let's talk about this robot, you can research it out." Is there anything good that I can use?"

On the table in front of them, the T800 has been disassembled into various parts and placed on a table.

"The first is its chip. This is not the traditional silicon-based chip we use, but a carbon-based chip with a graphene multi-layer structure. Although many scientists have pointed out that graphene chips are more powerful than silicon-based chips It’s a good prospect, but no institution has made a breakthrough in this area, and the chip of this robot will make the whole world go crazy!”

"How crazy?" Ron asked casually.

Howard held the chip with tweezers and observed it under the light with a frantic expression. Ron can guarantee that he has never been so focused when looking at his wife: "It's just such a small thing, and its calculation can easily reach that of the current world. More than ten thousand times the best chip on the market, how crazy do you think?"

Well, even if Ron knows a little about science, he knows that this is really powerful: "Can it be imitated?"

"Impossible," Sheldon shook his head and poured cold water on Ron: "Although through the reverse research and development of this chip, we can know its structure and other information, but we have not yet mastered the large-scale industrial production of graphene." Even if there is a method, how to make graphene into a chip is still a difficulty, and generally speaking, it just cannot be copied.”

"Okay, so that means this thing is completely useless?"

"No, at least, you can still use this chip, for example, use it to make a supercomputer or something."

"Then just watch and play," Ron was not interested in the supercomputer project: "I still prefer the technology that can be used immediately, Raj, have the components of these metals been analyzed? Can this be replicated?"

"This is a new type of alloy, and there is no hope. There is no way to reverse the research and development of smelting technology on metals. You might as well ask Howard to study the mechanical structure more and see what is worth learning."

bell bell~
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. If you need anything, tell Andy. Andy will arrange everything for you. I have something to do. Go out."

"What's the matter?" After walking out of the laboratory, Ron found a secluded place and called back according to the number just now.

"We were tricked by the machine. That number was not Finch's clue at all, but another unlucky guy whose life was in danger! It's unbelievable! We are the machine's emergency plan, backup candidates!"

"So? What do you want to express?" Ron rubbed his forehead, and he was so busy dealing with the Terminator that he forgot to find Finch.

"Once an accident happens, he doesn't want us to go to him at all, he just wants us to continue saving people."

"Then what kind of guy is this person?" Ron asked curiously.

"A Chinese who stole $800 million from drug dealers. I just rescued him and my police friend from drug dealers. By the way, can you temporarily help foster dogs? Belgian horse dogs, trained Military dogs can understand Dutch commands, so it won't be too much trouble."

"Wait a minute," Ron yelled into the lab, "Sheldon, do any of you speak Dutch?"

"Of course, Howard and I will, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll bring a friend who only understands Dutch in a moment."

"Oh~ did you bring a scientist from the Netherlands to conduct research with us? Who is he?" Shelton poked his head out of the laboratory excitedly.

Ron smiled mysteriously: "You'll know in a while."

"Here, this is your new friend. I have something to go out, so I will leave this guy to you."

When Ron returned to the laboratory with a military dog ​​with its mouth open, Sheldon's expression changed in fright. Sheldon's combat power was something that couldn't even beat a chicken.

"Don't! Sit down, stupid dog, sit down, wait, Ron, don't go! Or take it with you..."

However, Ron didn't wait for Sheldon to escape, and closed the door first, shutting Sheldon and the dog into the house and going out. Outside the door, Riise had been waiting for a long time.

"I guess you must have clues about Finch's whereabouts, right?"

"Yes, look at this." Reese handed Ron a clipping from an old newspaper.

"The disappearance of 1991-year-old Hannah Frey in 14? Where did this clue come from?" Ron read out the contents of the newspaper clipping.

"The machine told me, and I told it that if it didn't give me some clues about Finch, I would stop working, and I ignored all the new numbers it gave me, and then it gave me the girl's The social security number, I looked it up and found out it was a little girl who had died many years ago.

I suspect that this little girl is the root, and she is the one who took Finch away. "

Root, this name is no stranger to Ron, this is a hacker who once worked with Ron.

"Well, if human beings are enslaved by machines in the future and start to resist, don't forget to ask them to help you remember that you are the first person to strike against machine tyranny."

Ron said with a smile, but Reaser was in no mood to joke with Ron now: "We have to go to Texas now, Bissap, the machine will not give me such a number for no reason, Finch must be there, or, At least this little girl is involved."

"Very likely, but I need to correct you, Mr. Reaser," Ron shrugged, "It's you who are going to Texas, not us, do you understand? Our division of labor and cooperation will be more efficient." faster."

"Ok."

Riise nodded his head heavily, turned around and disappeared into the night, while Ron lit a cigarette. The cigarette flickered in the night with Ron's puffing and puffing, until a pleasant female voice came from beside him.

"Stop smoking, I don't like the smell of cigarettes."

"You're finally here. Sheldon is inside. Would you like to go in and say hello to your childhood friend?" Ron threw away his cigarette butt and pointed to the door behind him.

"No, I came to Los Angeles this time in secret. No one knows." The woman took a step forward, and the streetlight shone on her face. It was Peggy, leaning on Ron and taking a deep breath. With a big breath: "I miss you."

"I miss you too," Ron hugged Peggy into his arms and kissed her. "Usually, no matter what I call you, you dare not come out. Why are you willing to come to Los Angeles this time?"

"It's all Finch's fault. His machine will monitor every move of all the people who are included in the key observation targets. Last time I came to Los Angeles, I tried a lot to ask that thing to monitor. Fortunately, now I will When Finch disappeared, the machine automatically entered emergency mode, and now it refuses all access information, and the monitoring of me is naturally invalid, so I came out."

"I remember, you seem to be involved in the machine project, so you didn't leave a back door for yourself? This doesn't look like your style."

"Of course I stayed, but the machine has a self-learning function, and the back door I reserved has been patched through self-upgrade. Now my permissions are the same as those of the other visitors. Although I can use it, I still can't turn off the back door for myself. surveillance."

"Yes, that's what I want to tell you. You said he has a self-learning function. Is it possible that it already has independent self-awareness?" Ron frowned and asked, "You may not believe it if you tell it. Just yesterday, I was hunted down by a robot from the future, which is now lying on the operating table in the laboratory."

"This is very similar to the story in the script you wrote when you were in college," Peggy said brightly in his eyes, "So, where did you save the beauty this time?"

"Collins... ahem, that's not the point. The point is, does time travel really exist? If it does exist, I don't understand why it didn't send a robot to me when I was just born, strangling a baby. It will be much more troublesome than trampling an ant to death."

Peggy raised her head and looked at Ron seriously: "Ron, although I'm not a scientist like Sheldon, I don't have any less understanding of physics than he does."

"Of course I know that. Sheldon was always your opponent when I was young. If it wasn't for your grandma, you must be Professor Sturgis' favorite student."

Although Sheldon is a top student, there are also grades for top students. Peggy's level is obviously higher than Sheldon's. Sheldon has never won against Peggy, whether it is in the field of science, bickering, or even fighting. Once, Peggy really hit Sheldon in a comprehensive way.

Even Ron couldn't do this, at most he would hang Sheldon up and beat him, and he had to take advantage of his mother and grandma's absence.

"I want to tell you that if what the machine tells you is true, time travel will really be realized in the future, but I don't think it's just a new technology or any restrictions that make it possible. The robot can only be sent to this time."

"That makes sense." Ron nodded.

"Or, there is another possibility, that is, the machine lied. The robot was actually manufactured in a factory under its control. The so-called time travel is just a hoax."

"So which answer do you prefer?" Ron threw the question back to Peggy.

"It's not easy to know, just find Finch and ask him?" Peggy raised her phone: "I saw the news that this woman died. Who is in charge of his case?"

Ron glanced at the news page. It was a woman named Alicia Cowen. Ron had a little impression of this person. This person was a former CIA agent who had retired for many years.

"CIA executives from Washington, wait, I seem to understand what you mean, you mean this woman is related to Finch?" Ron suddenly realized.

"She used to be the intermediary in charge of the 'Prism' project. Yes, this was the name of the project at the beginning. It was later renamed Sky Eye, but Finch always liked to call it a machine. During the whole project, the actual contact with Fen Oddly, besides her, there is only one White House adviser named Denton Weeks, who also happens to live in Los Angeles."

"Sounds interesting. I understand your thinking. You mean that since the person who captured Finch killed Alicia, he must also kill Denton Weeks, because they are all related to Sky Eye , In other words, I can find Finch now as long as I go to Denton Weeks and wait there." Ron said excitedly.

That idiot Riise actually wanted to take him to Texas together. No matter how he thought about it, Ron felt that it was too unreliable. The information about the little girl given by the machine
"You are my lucky star, Peggy." Ron hugged Peggy and kissed her deeply.

"Yes, this is his address in Los Angeles, if we go now...uh..."

Halfway through Peggy's words, Ron's mouth was sealed, and after a long time, the lips parted.

"Let's put Finch aside. Before that, we have one more important thing to do, Peggy."

(End of this chapter)