"The target entered the warehouse of the exhibition hall, and the scene was evacuated, and there were no unrelated personnel. Destroy the target and try not to damage the exhibits on display. ”

The two security teams entered the warehouse separately, and more than a dozen people tightly sealed the escape route and narrowed the encirclement in an orderly manner.

Escaping into the warehouse is the wrong option. This warehouse occupies a large area, but there are only two entrances and exits, and the walls are extremely strong and difficult to break.

"Group B discovery target, located in warehouse X."

So fast? Several people in Group A remembered the strange posture of the android when they appeared just now, and their hearts were stunned.

"Stay safe, Group A is coming."

"The subject has a lot of blood on his body, but does not appear aggressive. There was no response to our warnings. ”

"Group B has captured the target, and the target is under control."

Everyone belongs to the same department, and your work efficiency is frighteningly high.

Could it be that the intrusion hijacker gave up? It doesn't look like it's going to be caught.

When Group A arrived, the people of Group B had already tied the out-of-control androids hand and foot, waiting for them to fall.

No, no, no

"It's a prototype! The Hikora prototype was transferred to the gallery and preserved"

"Watch the door!"

A bloodied phantom pounced from behind the warehouse shelves and struck the security guards guarding the back door.

A shuttle of bullets swept across the spare's left arm, and its fingertips stabbed into the Guardian's throat.

Perhaps coincidentally, it awakened the prototype that had been temporarily stored in the warehouse, and misled the people of Group B by getting fake blood onto the prototype body.

The android managed to break through and ran to the fire escape leading to the first floor.

A rain of bullets from behind broke its left arm, leaving it with a dense bullet hole in its back. It tore off its obstructive left arm and threw it away, and continued to run.

Ta is going to go outside for the dance. He was inspired, and that great being was out there.

It must not be allowed to go to the first floor, there is no evacuation on the first floor. If someone sees this.

The security guards were eager to push the prosthetic power to 800% and chased desperately towards the first floor. If they don't destroy it, it will be their turn to be humanely destroyed.

The moment the standby stepped into the lobby on the first floor, he looked out the glass window at Star City.

Blue-haired dancers shed their colorful clothes and danced solo in the dirty night sky. It seems to be independent of the world, uninhibited.

When the lights went out, he saw the Mother of Moths emerge from the web of wishes.

I want to dance my own dance and never stop.

Ta was immersed in the dream, ignoring the screams and frightened eyes of the people around her.

"Is that bloody man Hikora?!"

"Calm down, everyone, it's android, don't panic."

"Fire, destroy the target!"

"Don't take pictures, everyone! Don't leave! Follow the staff's instructions! ”

In the intertwined gunfire, the light alloy skeleton of the Hikora spare machine was torn apart by the rain of bullets, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron.

She fell to the ground with a bang, and her dream shattered.

"Mom."

[Data transfer start.7%,16%53%]

[Data transmission interruption]

The standby lost consciousness.

"The security team has successfully destroyed the target and has begun to recover the wreckage. Please contact the Public Relations Department to dispatch support and work together to handle the on-site order. ”

"What have you all succeeded! Everything is ruined! ”

Yin Wenhuan roared, his brain dizzy. A dozen people couldn't intercept a single bionic dancer, and they were reduced to destroying their targets in the hall.

"Please calm down, the current situation is still under control."

"You guys, go."

He began to speak incoherently and was unable to maintain a clear mind with the help of an electronic brain.

"Yes, it woke up the prototype, you guys go to the warehouse and see the prototype! Make sure your prototype is safe! ”

A group of people ran back to the negative floor in distraught, and then verified Murphy's Law for themselves.

All that remained on the ground were blood-stained ropes and a few faux skin fragments. The Hikora prototype is gone.

"Transporting the prototype to the negative seven floors. There is an invasion of top people, and the company is no longer safe. ”

"Is anyone there? Feed? What about prototypes? ”

People on both sides of the communication channel have a feeling that their blood is cold at the moment, and the limit is approaching.

【Hikora RC1.07Alpha Access Failed】

[Location function invalid] [Restart failed] [Shutdown program did not respond] [Self-destruct program did not respond]

Hikora, lost.

Losing the prototype meant that the hijackers would have easy access to Cicora's program model and training data, and the biomimetic materials used would be reverse-engineered.

Mr. Yoon's last hope is that the hijackers are technologically advanced individual criminals, not competitors of the company.

If the other party uses the prototype to blackmail, at least there is a chance to negotiate and fight back.

"Tune in and start searching. Contact the sheriff's department for help, all means are used. ”

He knew that the probability of Hikora being able to get it back from the moment the company disappeared was pitifully low.

Sharan should have received the news as well. But Yin Wenhuan is afraid to contact the other party now, and he does not know how to explain the disaster.

Yesterday he was still planning to follow Sharan into the core of the group. In the blink of an eye, it's time to consider the risk of losing your job and being laid off.

He felt as if he had forgotten something important. Oh, Zhuang Hee, who is performing in front of the company building. He really shouldn't have to deal with dancing in his life.

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At the moment when the gun rang out, they were not much surprised, and attacked as promised.

At least the gun was fired after Zhuang Xi's performance, and he knew a little politeness.

When choosing a location for the performance, they took into account the opinions of Rogge and Grius. This location and direction is very popular, and there are no good sniper points around.

Sure enough, as soon as someone fired, he was easily stopped by Grius, who was guarding the stage.

It has been less than ten minutes since Zhuang Xi took the stage, but the news of her emergence has spread, and I don't know how many people are surrounding here.

A month ago, they took advantage of the news to spread and ran away decisively. Now he is a well-known person in the industry, and his momentum is extraordinary.

"***, which mongrel fired the gun!"

"Is it easy to put on a theatrical performance, something with no quality!"

"Who the fuck shot it, come out honestly!"

After the gunshot, the audience was confused for a moment, followed by a dense flow of invective and the sound of guns being loaded.

Nice, very kite street style.

"Thank you all for joining us! For safety, our dancers are going to leave and take refuge first. The next stage is given to Moya. ”

Bai Zhe picked up the microphone, bowed his head and squatted under the stage to apologize to the audience, and at the same time moved towards Zhuang Xi and Grius.

As soon as he heard his words, Moya's face turned green. You just run away, leaving her to play a hammer on stage.

"It's a pity, but today's show has to be suspended. My friend is in danger and I have to help. ”

The drummer spoke righteously, dropped the drum stick and caught up with Bai Zhe and them, leaving the audience cool in the icy winter night.

After "Incarnation", everyone's expectations have been raised to outer space.

An opening dance show can be so shocking that people can't speak, how fierce is the song in the back? The level has to at least crush "Rust".

I didn't expect the curtain call at the beginning. Before the words of protest could be shouted, the little man was gone.

Bai Zhe felt that Mo Ya ran more than him and Zhuang Xilisuo.

"Is there anything out of the ordeal? What does it feel like? ”

He pointed to his chest and asked Zhuang Xi in a low voice.

Today I met a veteran cat, waiting dignified downstairs, taking me to see its lively cubs. Very happy, give the cat strips.

(End of chapter)