William had a headache to death, at this time he had been controlled by fear and nervousness, his stomach was throbbing for a while, he tried his best to close his mouth, open his nostrils wide and take deep breaths, the pain in his stomach still existed, slightly lighter than before.

After doing this series of movements, he had the energy to think about another question.

Church's corpse still had residual warmth, and what he said before he died, plus what O'Connor said, when it was restarted, was their only chance to escape.

He was a little suspicious, he had just experienced a narrow escape from death, and the device in this cannibalistic building was built so strangely, the only thing that was certain at the moment was that it had a close relationship with the group of people who were being imprisoned.

Among these people, those who had been in contact with him before, all died at the hands of the building he had built.

Except for O'Connor in front of him.

He still looked calm, with only one lens hanging from the bridge of his nose, and his various performances meant that O'Connor's vision was not abnormal.

William pressed his stomach with one hand and the wall with the other to make himself more comfortable, and he looked at O'Connor.

"Who the hell are you?"

"What do you mean?" O'Connor looked at him.

"You seem to know everything from the beginning to the present." William propped up the wall and slowly stood up, the pain in his stomach was reduced a lot, and the physiological reaction of his body made him have beads of sweat the size of beans on his head.

O'Connor looked at him, no squeak.

"You've been helping me since the beginning, when I started my escape plan. Why? ”

"You saved us all, shouldn't you help you?"

"How did you know Bill was going to threaten me." William felt the pain in his stomach go away, and his hands were still on his stomach as he looked at O'Connor.

"When he came out, he was asking who opened the door, and looking at his physique, he knew that he was not a very easy person to mess with."

"Just appearances?"

"Like his physique, the average weak person will be attached to it, especially when everyone is meeting for the first time, you know, he is very inciting, and he already has a lot of followers before he finds you."

"Then why didn't you follow him?"

"Because I first knew that you were the one who helped us escape, and when I walked out of the prison door, I saw you sitting against the wall with an electric stun baton in your hand, and then someone else came out, but I didn't go forward, and there was another thing, you were the one who left a message in the courtyard."

"What does it matter?"

"I've noticed that there are many people who leave traces, and there are not many people with the same handwriting."

"Did you see it?"

"No, if the marks are too obvious, the machine guns will beat me into a sieve, I just happened to have learned Braille, and I'm better at 'touching' than 'seeing'. I touched a lot, most of those traces are newly engraved, and there is not much difference between the time before and after, according to the number of times I touch, I can roughly distinguish when the person carved, how many people carved..."

"Then tell me, how many people carved at that time?"

"Not much, about 20 or so, some people don't have enough time at all, and the engraving content is also small, but there are four people who often engrave."

"Four?" William looked at him.

"Yes, in addition to you who was the first to engrave, there are two other people."

"The other one is you."

"Yes, the traces are easy to recognize, and there is not much information left for you, I believe you understand everything."

"It's also you who leave useful information." William looked at O'Connor, and he felt more and more that the person in front of him was not simple.

"It's me."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Back to the original question," O'Connor smiled, "I think it's necessary to tell you that, given the way you look, the odds of us getting out aren't very good. ”

"Half and half."

"I developed the artificial intelligence in this building." O'Connor said calmly, "It's development, it's better to say that after I created it, I set up a lot of frameworks, but it is still built under various regulations, and it is the most perfect." ”

"......," William was a little speechless.

"After creating this artificial intelligence, I thought about commercializing it, but at that time I always thought that it was not perfect enough, and there were always some surprises in it, and I wanted to continue to find and explore more useful things, but my partner was not willing to think so."

O'Connor took the individual lens off, he wiped it, and wanted to take it with him, as if remembering something, he looked down at the individual lens, and was fascinated.

William didn't speak, he just waited quietly, waiting for O'Connor to say more himself.

"She gave me this pair of glasses, she thinks that I often sit in front of the computer, which is harmful to the glasses, in fact, she doesn't know, I only work for so many hours a day, on the contrary, my eyes have always been good." O'Connor looked at the lenses and muttered.

William noticed that O'Connor was talking about her.

"You guessed it right, yes, my partner is the woman I love the most, but she doesn't know that she is no longer what she used to be, she wants to commercialize it as soon as possible, and wants to launch it as soon as possible, so that after bringing in considerable income, it will be slowly improved."

"So you're at odds, and at the same time, you're in this place." William said.

"No, we have a disagreement, but I'm in this place, not because of her." O'Connor raised his head, "It's the military, she wants to commercialize, but the military doesn't want to, who do you think built this building?" Official? Wrong, it's the military, they have been spending huge sums of money to do all kinds of unsightly things. ”

"Aren't you here because of her?" William asked, confused.

"Hehe, she's poor and crazy, but it doesn't mean that we can give people our years of hard work, although the military has also proposed a considerable amount of money, but she still wants to have the control of this artificial intelligence, and the military is not willing to do this."

"What they've always done." William naturally knew that he had some ideas about himself in it, and the reason why he was in this place must have offended a big man, but these could only be pursued after he went out.

"She didn't want to, and the military used some underprivileged means." O'Connor's tone began to grit his teeth, words almost popping out of his mouth, word by word.

"Wait," William felt something was wrong, and he stretched out his hand to interrupt, "I know you want to say something, but why are you here?" ”

William knew what O'Connor meant by despicable means, and the woman he was talking about must have died in some car accident, or some other fatality that seemed to be extremely natural.

"Me? Naturally, they didn't want me to be so fast, they imprisoned me, and none of them could fully run the AI I created until the others fully figured it out. O'Connor smiled wickedly.

"Do you think it's perfect now? No, it's not perfect enough because I didn't fully activate it. ”

"That's why you told me where it was and what was left to do." William immediately understood.

O'Connor nodded, "Yes, the rest, is what I have to do, make it work perfectly, and let this building be truly reborn, only then can we completely get rid of the military and really escape." ”