In the following time, He Chen never came to find Shen Siyuan again, as if the world had evaporated, and completely disappeared from Shen Siyuan's sight.

It should be difficult to accept that someone as proud as He Chen is rejected so firmly. Shen Siyuan silently said sorry in his heart.

In the past few days, he has finally patched all the loopholes on the terminal, because of He Chen's matter, Shen Siyuan feels a little embarrassed to face his family.

But when he called Xu Linfeng and said that he wanted Dai Wenguang to help send it, Xu Linfeng asked him to go to the National Security Bureau in person, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

What could it be? Shen Siyuan thought embarrassedly, it couldn't be because of He Chen, right?

He immediately denied this speculation, how could Xu Linfeng make such a fuss.

And Xu Linfeng was really looking for him because of business, and he didn't mention He Chen at all.

"My son He Yi will set up a technology company recently, I wonder if you are interested in working with him? I can give you his contact details. Xu Linfeng said, "You are very good at system development, and the person recruited by He Yi will not be more professional than you, I want you to help him." Of course, the treatment he gave could only be better than Hengxin's, how about it? ”

He Yi, the last emperor in history...... Shen Siyuan's eyes widened slightly, he hadn't seen He Yi's appearance since he came to Tulin, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about him, but it was more complicated.

He knew that He Yi had died early, but how was he going to say it?

Xu Linfeng's observation was so sharp that he almost immediately understood his micro-expressions—his gaze just now leaned to the upper left, which was the signal that his brain fed back to his eyes when recalling images.

But what good memories does Shen Siyuan have of He Yi?

The answer can only be found in the history books.

Therefore, Shen Siyuan must know He Yi.

Xu Linfeng looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

Shen Siyuan has no reason to refuse, on the one hand, he has to protect his technology, and on the other hand, he has to use technology to eat, in the case of being rejected by Hengxin, following He Yi is undoubtedly the best choice.

The label of royalty binds him while also giving him corresponding protection.

"Of course I do, it's my pleasure, Mr. Xu, thank you very much." Shen Siyuan replied.

Xu Linfeng smiled and said, "You're welcome. ”

After returning to Dai Wenguang's home, Shen Siyuan lay on the sofa.

He looked at the light gray ceiling, and his mind was full of Xu Linfeng's words just now.

In fact, Shen Siyuan also reflected on whether he had some problems in the way he expressed himself. Because he has been flawed in communicating with people since he was very young, O'Connor, the leader of the mecha team, once commented that his IQ is inversely proportional to his emotional intelligence. After Hengxin's interview failed, his original idea was to design the program by himself and contact major companies after completing the finished software.

Since the verbal interview is not good, I can only use the work to speak.

However, if you cooperate with He Yi, this step will be omitted, and He Yi knows him well.

So does it mean that there is no one to restrain him anymore and he can play freely?

Then you don't have to write thankless software.

In the past few days when he came to Turin, Shen Siyuan's biggest feeling was that the technology of this era was too backward. The most inconvenient thing about living here is that there is no opportunity for people to take care of their own lives, and Shen Siyuan is simply suffering from it.

In the society of the Free Federation, the popularity of machine qì people is very high, just like the terminal of this era, almost one per person. After designing mecha for so many years, Shen Siyuan knows very well that the cost of those low-level intelligent machines is very low, but the price is often more than 20 times the cost, and they are all monopolized by a company, and what they sell is unique technology.

And here, not only Túrin, but also in the world, there are no decent machines, and this market can be said to be a blank slate.

In the absence of ready-made code to refer to, it would take him a whole month to write a mecha's intelligent system independently, while the low-level intelligent machine Qìren was greatly simplified, and a rough estimate would take only ten days to complete the task.

It is impossible for people to have no market for intelligent machines, and the future development also proves this, they can do many things that humans can't do.

For example, they are always loyal, will not betray, have no emotion, only need a one-time investment, do not need to pay wages, can take care of the daily life of the disabled, and can also play a huge role in search and rescue activities, which can be described as invincible......

So, if he came to design a low-level smart machine and sold it to He Yi and monopolized the global market, how feasible would it be?

Shen Siyuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had seen a large handful of bills beckoning to him.

And if the machine qì people drive the relevant industrial chain, Túrin's economy will also become better, so that if a war breaks out, it will not be suppressed too hard.

But one day, Túrin will be replaced by his country, the Free Federation.

This is also the limit of what he can do for Turin.

Headquarters of the National Security Agency, Office of the Deputy Director.

On a solid wood table is a large stack of organized materials, with a string of translucent notes on the side. The unfolded file marked key areas and circled images alongside them.

Xu Linfeng rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and leaned back on the office chair in contemplation.

"Knock knock—" There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Xu Linfeng exhaled the last breath of smoke, sat up straight, and extinguished the cigarette butt that was about to burn out.

It was Dai Wenguang, and the office was smoky, and his steps were smoky.

Dai Wenguang knew that he had pinched the fire alarm again, so he held his breath helplessly and silently helped him open the window.

Dai Wenguang felt that there was something abnormal in all geniuses. Xu Linfeng is a person with a very strong desire to control, and he has an almost pathological paranoia.

This can be seen in his habit of smoking.

Xu Linfeng rarely touches things that are harmful to his body, such as tobacco and alcohol, which is related to his early experience, and he pays special attention to health preservation.

Unless he is too stressed or upset, he will never touch a cigarette.

But every time he doesn't touch it, once the fire is lit, he has to draw the whole bag at once. Dai Wenguang's eyelids jumped when he saw this kind of deadly pumping method for the first time.

Xu Linfeng clasped the file in front of him and asked, "Do you have a clue?" ”

Dai Wenguang seemed to stop talking, walked to his desk, and put down the results of the investigation in his hand.

Xu Linfeng glanced at him, didn't open the text, and only laughed out loud.

"It doesn't seem that there is no clue, but there are too many clues?"

Dai Wenguang's fingers slipped on the Wen Jiàn note on Xu Linfeng's desk, and he noticed the ashtray full not far away, and said, "Our conclusion should be about the same, right?" ”

"I just thought it was little unbelievable...... You say, why has I never paid attention to such a large organization before? Xu Linfeng's expression was confused, and his eyes were unfocused, "Stephen, I don't understand." ”

The two have worked together for many years, and they are middle school alumni, so they have a very deep understanding of each other, so Dai Wenguang understands Xu Linfeng's feelings very well at this time.

Where he couldn't see, something had gradually gotten out of his control—

The Black Kite Knights have been operating under their noses for so many years.

Like a rat that quietly thrives in a dark sewer, one day it suddenly grows into a demon that covers the sky with one hand, and it is not until it opens its teeth and claws to itself that it discovers its existence.

Xu Linfeng, who had stirred up the bloody storm in the political arena, of course could not accept this fact.

"Nope." Dai Wenguang looked at him calmly, and said in a surprising voice, "Have you ever thought about what if someone deliberately hides from you?" ”

"Hide it from me?" Xu Linfeng frowned suspiciously, "How could it be ......?"

"You take a look at this first, you're going to be busy today." After Dai Wenguang threw a bombshell, his attitude became ambiguous again.

Seeing that he didn't want to continue, Xu Linfeng had no choice but to nod.

After Dai Wenguang left, Xu Linfeng kept lying on the chair and pretending to sleep.

Whether it was the information he had collected himself, or the report that Dai Wenguang gave him, he was extremely shocked.

This bewitching black iris is as pervasive as an invisible ghost.

It has been featured in banknotes and coins issued by many countries, trophies of the highest scientists, rings and clothing issued by luxury brands, and even the logos of many well-known companies.

Including the international financial predator Sache Group.

It's not that he's nervous, and his instincts are incomparably accurate from years of intelligence career.

The flowers are arranged at a peculiar angle, and once a dignitary wore letters printed on it, which was the abbreviation of the Knights of the Black Kite when he was on vacation.

If Parrett was part of this organization, he had been mispositioned from the beginning - he was not an ordinary terrorist, but a core member of a secret organization.

Except for the dignitaries and business tycoons who openly display their membership, the rest has to be dug up slowly.

But the small number of known members was enough to shock him.

A vice president, two economists, an entrepreneur, all of whom are extremely prominent, and the Sache Group......

What exactly is this organization trying to do?

What Dai Wenguang said is not unreasonable, if it wasn't for someone deliberately concealing it, he would have discovered the clue a long time ago.

Even outsiders are aware that he can't deceive himself.

"Hiss-" Xu Linfeng was brought back to his senses by a dull pain in his lower abdomen.

It was the sequelae of the car accident seventeen years ago, and although it was controlled by drugs later, it was too tired lately, and there was a tendency to make a comeback.

Xu Linfeng took out the painkiller and sent a message to He Yuanzheng to ask.