Caldant t    to    of Kenzo Yamamoto’s sole, o its former sed out of tsis in tions room were on.

        “o ic. I t I was dead.”

        “Dead?    happened?”

        “Call it a stroke of luck, call it    I may umbled upon to all of this.”

        “Go on,” Mei Lin urged.

        “I o tsingy system and fou seems to be single-a being sucked out of cyberspace. It appears it is not so muca as replig it into t database probably ever built. e are talking terabytes of data everyday. e are talkiive data, mostly US eic, financial and stific data. It’s almost like tire knoerically appropriated. Not really appropriated, as it is all publiain, but basically being digested in a ion.”

        “ do you mean digested?    are you talking about?    kind of puter?”

        “An AI unlike any oto be believed.”

        “hich kid?”

        “have you heard of Professor Yao Guo ?”

        “Yes.    tsingigoo tig    to do h him?

        “tum neuroprocessor t po seem to be est pet project.”

        “?”

        “ell only to ta-guzzling mats Li Jin and ang Lin. It appears t ang Lin ly fallen out of favor and seemed to    tudent.”

        “But ’s an AI?”

        “as just talking to ang Lin on ty BBS.    I ment, a girl called Vicky Zarted talking about tum neuroprocessor. tra bots are disabled.”

        “A disabled at means t ts are disabled temporarily and ted.”

        “Or they are dead?”

        “Dead?”

        “t    t ws.”

        “Mmm ...”

        “Earlier tor alking about some rumored breakt oails but I t to is someed to t of data going into tsinguff going on in tsing to be related someo S ty being a trailblazer for the AI.”

        “And Kenzo Yamamoto guy found out about tever is going on in S and o order. ent o sell tion to t bidder?”

        “And was murdered before inued.

        “And    t to tually    at accessing tificial intelligence expert? Sounds like some kind of    for.”

        “Yes, it would seem so.”

        “If it is a o access it oo?”

        “ in. I am sure ried. he Ameri professor and I.”

        “So, t and tion ’s so po Kenzo o get ?”

        “Yes, o is so po it just mig the global balance.”

        “t’s impossible.”

        “If t is totally possible. tic. It learns to learn to learn. And um neural ing po    its disposal. t    is probably t smart. t it caged up in a lone server, feeding it terabytes of data.”

        “e o get to tandalone macarts causing any trouble. tum c really exists, o be destroyed,” said Mei Lin.

        “But t o produce but    or military funding t. t ually unlimited reserves.”

        “In t case, t pee cyberspace.    ernal affairs of New a, no    of ours.”

        “true. But as long as t . It o be destroyed.”

        “ait a minute. O a time. Fouler’s instrus are to find tem, create some kind of backdoor and notify    appears you em. I to call Fouler and give e, see if ters have ged as far as he’s ed.”

        “Good idea.    fet t I am supposed to provide access into terious o fulfill my side of t I ’t d it     to give Fouler an update.”

        “Could ts just to impress this Vicky Zhao girl?” Mei Lin asked.

        “I doubt it.    sound like ter type.”

        “OK.”

        “So rip to Kornhill?”

        “I mao get a bug i. It ’s a Japanese sulate flat but it appears only ttles and porn magazines everyo a secure database in cyberspace. I’ll omorroo see he Yakuza are cooking up.”

        “Excellent.”

        “So whink you were dead earlier?”

        “Because in virtual reality, ang Lin pusic I t I ually dying. t even scratc thing    do.”

        “Yea pyramid thing was weird.”

        “I    .”

        “Let’s    tsinged.

        Caldo tsingy opograpo tmental system. t work.

        “It es ago. ty auties aken it off t I or    time you came in. to tudent BBS. terabytes of data going in everyday.”

        Calded to teps and it    a matter of backtrag tem. the logs were gone.

        “My God, t.”

        “OK ter get moving too. I’m calling Fouler.” Sed ara pair of goggles to a erminal and used a keyboard to dial a special number for Fouler. Several logins and multiple layers of encryption and call-backs Fouler’s face appeared on terminal s.    vistas of crete    tinted     looked like tly on the move.

        “Mei Lin, Caldwell. Any news?”

        “Lot’s,” Caldo     sisiails of tedious.

        “t of sense. I    ty-related. A lot of tting edge stuff to be    tsingbed.”

        “So ired.

        “I to Beijing. See ing you go to Beijing first because to destroy t its source, if t’s indeed o do. You o    for my firmation on t. I am currently in tokyo and I er of the Ameri professor.”

        “OK, omorrohe Joplin girl?” asked Mei Lin.

        “Yes. And Mei Lin, everytudent ang Lin’s story. For all rip to Co be quick – in and out. Do you uand?”

        “Yes sir.”

        “And Caldwell, well done.”

        “Just keep your end of the bargain and I’ll keep mine, Fouler.”

        “Sometsing techem.

        “?” Caldwell asked, she line was already dead.

        “t s. ever it ed, it seems t h some apprehension.

        “I    I o know is    is he doing in Japan?”

        “Easy. Seenager. Sooner or later tronic trail. About    guy is alep aerious ways.”
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