The church bell rang seven o'clock.

Two blocks away from the University of Munich, the opera house reverberates with a symphony. The Komien Orchestra from Vienna, Austria gave a spectacular performance to the audience, and the musicians bowed to the audience under the guidance of the conductor.

Taking advantage of the interlude, Sim and the Austrian president, who were sitting in the grand seats of the opera house, chatted happily with each other.

"Very good performance, Evelyn guy will definitely regret his early exit. ”

Heinz Filer smiled gentlemanly, "I will tell you the leaders of the Komien Orchestra, who will be honored to receive the praise of the President of Germany." Speaking of which, what's the next show?"

"You can look forward to the opera Turandot, a masterpiece by the famous Italian composer Giacomo Puccini, performed by the Berlin State Orchestra. Sim cocked Erlang's legs and teased as he leaned sideways.

The curtain was opened, a bonfire lit up the stage, and under a low, horn-like repertoire, nomadic actors streamed out from behind the scenes. Turandot, the beautiful and ruthless princess of the Yuan Dynasty, solemnly and solemnly ordered her people that if any man could guess her three riddles, she would marry him.

Countless admirers fell under the butcher's knives of officers and soldiers, and under the smoke screen, the chaotic atmosphere was vividly created.

At this moment, a young man dressed in black armor and covered with a black scarf on his face carried a violin and walked onto the stage unhurriedly. Sim, who had been immersed in the opera, frowned slightly, he did not remember such a violinist in "Turandot".

on stage. Two officers and soldiers stepped forward and held him with their knives and guns in their hands, just like other martyrs. Look at the young man. Turandot's frozen face was slightly surprised, she didn't remember such a small episode in the plot.

The masked young man smiled at the extras and opened the violin box......

Then calmly took out the MP7 submachine gun hidden in the box!

When everyone did not react, he suddenly fired two shots at the "officers and soldiers" in front of him, shouting the slogan of holy warfare.

"Ann-la-la-!"

At the same time, he grinned at the audience and pulled the trigger.

Blood flew in the air.

The piercing screams overwhelmed the blast of bullets, and they were caught off guard. The spectators in the front row were immediately swept away by the accumulation of bullets. The opera came to an abrupt end, and the actors ran backstage in terror and rushed to safety.

Then it hit the bolt of the gun. Another terrorist who was smiling smirked......

There was chaos in the opera house, with men leaving their female companions behind and women throwing away their high heels. As everyone flocked to the exit, a warrior stepped forward. Protect children, women and children behind you. But soon he died at the hands of the attackers.

Sim, who was sitting in the special seat, simply got under the table, and the bodyguard standing next to the two presidents immediately pulled out the pistols in his arms and guarded the door of the room.

"Damn, what's going on? Is there a terrorist response drill in the show?" said Heintz, hiding behind the sofa.

"It's not funny at all. Don't worry, the German security forces are just outside. Sim's face was just as ugly, but he had calmed down at the moment.

As president, he doesn't have much decision-making power. But he still has a good idea of how much money the Ministry of Defense spends on counter-terrorism every year. The people of the 9th Brigade of the Border Guards are also the elite of the elite when they are put into the world. Facing a couple of terrorists is nothing at all!

While two presidents and a deputy prime minister were waiting for help, there was chaos outside.

"The Munich Opera House was attacked in a terrorist attack with six gunmen. To repeat, the Munich Opera House ......"

Police and special forces deployed outside the opera house quickly burst into the theater and engaged the terrorists in an exchange of fire. Smoke alarms rang loudly, gunshots rang incessantly, and the scene was chaotic.

Fortunately, the 9th Brigade of the German Border Guards was present, and they were the elite of the whole of Germany.

Unfortunately, the other side held the staff and actors of the opera house hostage. Even the Ninth Brigade had to throw a rat bogey.

"Solson, what are you guys waiting for! There are only six of them, get me in. Casper, who rushed to the scene, snatched the walkie-talkie and command, and didn't care about the wig that was blown away in front of the media, and yelled at the walkie-talkie.

"Sir, but they're holding the opera crew hostage—" crouching behind the bunker, Knowlson calmly replied to the sir.

"Idiot, I'll give you 2 minutes to get in!"

"But sir, there are 57 hostages in there. ”

"No, they are terrorists, and our president is inside! The president of Austria is inside! Attack, now!"

“…… Roger that. ”

Taking a deep breath, Knowlson clenched his fist at his companion and then swung it down heavily in a forceful gesture.

When it comes to this, there is nothing to scruple about. Even if 57 hostages are killed, the presidents of the two countries must be rescued.

Onslaught begins!

……

On the lawn in front of the chapel of the University of Munich, the international students' evening party continues. However, with Jiang Chen's exit, college students other than Chinese students gradually began to withdraw. When the students and reporters who had nothing to do with the party left, the lawn suddenly became much empty.

At the moment, the side doorway of the chapel.

Jiang Chen let go of the hand holding Evelyn and looked at him with an inquiring gaze.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Deputy Prime Minister, may I have any questions?"

"There's no problem, but I was shocked by the future picture in Mr. Jiang Chen's speech, and I can't help but want to communicate with you. I'm coming to this party tonight as a graduate of the University of Munich, so please call me Eplin. Evelyn smiled kindly.

The German vice chancellor was very talkative, and Jiang Chen was also happy to make friends with these important government officials, so he started talking with him. For the VR and AR technologies mentioned in Jiang Chen's speech, as well as the pure electric vehicle field that Futureren Group will set foot in, the vice premier born in science has shown strong interest.

Just as the two were talking about investment-related matters, the secretary standing behind him answered the phone, and his face suddenly changed drastically. Putting away the phone, he walked briskly over to Avelin's side and whispered a few words.

Hearing the secretary's whisper, Evelyn's face changed, and he looked at Jiang Chen apologetically.

"Unfortunately, our conversation had to end there, and there was a little bit of a situation outside. ”

"It's okay, it's still business. Jiang Chen smiled.

Watching Evelyn and the others leave, Jiang Chen frowned slightly. Although he couldn't understand German, he could faintly hear something unusual in the bodyguard's whisper to Evelyn.

Recalling Carmen's promise to come back early in the morning, a sense of foreboding lingered in his mind.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Jiang Chen?"

At this moment, some broken Chinese came from behind him.

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the tall and thin man who was walking towards him.

The messy curls shone a little in the light, and the darkness under the eyelids didn't know whether it was deep eye sockets or eye bags, except for the flickering frenzy in the pupils, the whole person looked very unenergetic.

"Yes, you are?"

Amos Kimberly, Ph.D., University of Munich. The man smiled a little shyly, showed a mouth full of white teeth, stretched out his hand and shook Jiang Chen, "That's the case, about the grading of primary, intermediate, and advanced artificial intelligence that you mentioned in your speech, can I ask in detail? Why use the three stages of logical response, self-compilation, and emotion as the grading criteria for artificial intelligence? Can you please elaborate?"

"Did I mention it?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

Amos nodded affirmatively. He was sure he hadn't missed a word.

Khan, did you overdo your impromptu speech......

Looking at the eager expression on Amos's face, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Most of today's artificial intelligence programs stay at the level of logical response. Whether it is IBM or Future People Group, the use of artificial intelligence stays at this level. Programs respond logically according to logical rules set by humans. This is primary AI, and it is also the most secure AI. ”

"I can't agree with you. In the frontier field of science and technology, there are already many research results that can complete the self-compilation function you propose, and even simulate human feelings. Amos objected.

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and spoke.

"It's normal for you to have objections, the standards are set by people. But I have to correct you here, which is that when I say self-compilation, I don't mean self-compilation in a broad sense, but you can think of it as thinking. It is not a reflection to serve humanity and accomplish the tasks set by humanity, but a reflection to what you and I are doing now. Are you sure the current technology can do it?"

Facing Jiang Chen's question, Amos was obviously stunned and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he suddenly asked.

"Did you do it?"

Sighing, Jiang Chen said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Amos, but these are business secrets, and I can't tell you more. ”

As he spoke, facing Amos's disappointed expression, Jiang Chen paused, smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him.

"If you're interested, you can join us. We can't teach you the technology for free, but if you're willing to share your knowledge for our ideals, we'd love to hear from you. ”

After speaking, Jiang Chen ignored the stunned expression on Amos's face, turned around and walked towards the small church. (To be continued.) )