Chapter 71 The Boss Shakes Hands with King Yama
Chapter 71 The Boss Shakes Hands with King Yama
Wang Lei picked up the bowl of noodles and then put it down again. He suddenly felt that his egg noodles didn't taste good anymore.
At 10 a.m., Zhou Weiguo walked into the main control center.
He placed a report in front of Lin Yu, just two thin pages.
"Data recovery was successful. Faster than expected."
Lin Yu opened it.
The first page is a photograph of the whiteboard in his office. The photo is slightly off-center, but the writing on the whiteboard is clearly legible—a preliminary architectural sketch of SkyEye, including a data layering model and the framework of core processing logic.
The second page contains call log analysis.
Lin Yu looked at it for thirty seconds and then closed it.
"How many photos did he take?"
"About forty percent."
Zhou Weiguo's tone was as calm as when he talked about the weather: "We have the framework, but not the core algorithm. It's like having the blueprints for a building, but not knowing where the load-bearing walls are."
Lin Yu pushed the report back.
"Zhou Chu, I have an idea."
"explain."
"Don't destroy this photo."
Zhou Weiguo's brow twitched slightly.
"Keep it. Let Kevin think he got the right thing."
Zhou Weiguo stared at him for five seconds.
"You're going to feed him false information."
"It's not fake."
Lin Yu chewed on a spicy snack. "It's expired. The architecture on the whiteboard was my idea three months ago. The current Sky Eye doesn't look like that anymore."
He stood up, walked to a blank whiteboard in the corner of the control center, and picked up a pen.
"But Kevin doesn't know that. He'll try to deduce and catch up based on the ideas in this photo. By the time he catches up after three months, he'll find that I'm no longer on this path."
He drew two lines on the whiteboard. One was straight, and the other was curved.
"He took the straight path, I took the winding one. When he reached the finish line..."
Lin Yu drew an X at the end of the straight line.
"The road is blocked."
Zhou Weiguo remained silent for a few seconds.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Submit your report as usual. Follow the normal legal procedures for Zhang Haoran's case. But in the report, don't mention the specific contents of the whiteboard. Just say that it involved the leakage of trade secrets."
"reason?"
"If the higher-ups find out that what was leaked was the architecture of FAST (Five-hundred-meter Aperture Spherical Telescope), they will raise the security level of the entire project to the highest level. At that time, not only me, but you will also have to fill out eighty more forms."
Zhou Weiguo was almost choked by his words.
"You want me to be vague about the information in the report so that I can fill out fewer forms?"
"It's for efficiency."
Lin Yu corrected, "Keeping Kevin pinned down is a last resort. Letting him run in the wrong direction for three months is more effective than capturing him."
Zhou Weiguo stood still, without answering immediately.
He had worked in the military system for twenty years, and what he hated most was not following the rules. The plan proposed by this young man was, strictly speaking, a spy thriller using national security information.
However, he had to admit that, in terms of the results, this was the optimal solution.
"I can cooperate with you."
Zhou Weiguo finally spoke, "But there's one condition."
"explain."
"From now on, all decisions regarding this matter will be documented. Copy me to every step of the operation. I need to be fully informed about the entire power struggle between you and Kevin."
"make a deal."
Lin Yu extended his hand.
Zhou Weiguo glanced down.
This time, I didn't have any spicy snack powder on hand.
He took it in his hand.
Wang Lei watched the two shake hands from the corner, forgetting to swallow the noodles he was slurping halfway through his mouth.
He sent Xia Zijin a message.
The boss shook hands with King Yama.
Xia Zijin replied with three words.
Did you take a picture?
Wang Lei: "..."
Are these two people really the same species?
That afternoon, Xia Zijing came out of the data area and stopped Lin Yu in the corridor.
"A new situation has arisen with AI."
"Good or bad?"
"See for yourself."
She handed the tablet to her.
The screen displays one of the AI's output records from this afternoon. The task was to analyze a video showing a person walking into a convenience store, taking a bottle of water, placing it on the counter, and then putting it back.
Standard question: What did this person do?
AI's answer is,
[Behavior Description: The person picked up the item but then put it back, failing to complete the purchase.]
[Additional inference: The person paused briefly (0.4 seconds) with their right hand when touching the item, then glanced at their phone screen before putting the item back. Hypothesis: External information changed the purchasing decision.]
[Question: The shelf position when the person put the item back was different from when they picked it up (12 cm to the right). Was this behavior intentional? Insufficient data to determine.]
Lin Yu stared at the last line.
"It's asking whether the misplacement was intentional or unintentional."
"right."
Xia Zijing lowered her voice, "It's starting to focus on motives."
Lin Yu returned the tablet to her.
He neither laughed nor became excited.
But his pace quickened by half a beat compared to before.
Xia Zijin followed behind and typed a line of text on the tablet.
[On the seventh day, it began to try to understand why people did this.]
She hesitated for a moment, then added another line.
How far is it from asking its first "why"? Uncertain. But Lin Yu quickened his pace. He never usually quickened his pace.
It's 11 p.m.
Before leaving the control center, Lin Yu glanced at his phone.
New news about Shen Yue.
Kevin will be in Beijing next week to attend the China-US Artificial Intelligence Youth Leaders Forum. He has specifically invited you to attend and has publicly stated on Twitter: "Looking forward to face-to-face exchanges with Mr. Lin Yu."
He's coming to your territory.
Lin Yu put his phone back in his pocket.
He stood at the end of the corridor, looking out the window at the pitch-black night.
Come on, come on.
He muttered something to himself.
"Perfect timing, I'd also like to see your eyes."
It was drizzling the day Kevin Sterling arrived in Beijing.
Lin Yu didn't go to pick him up at the airport. Wang Lei glanced at the photo of Kevin walking out of the Capital Airport on the news feed: blond hair, blue eyes, a bright smile, surrounded by reporters, like a Hollywood star walking the red carpet.
"Why does this person always seem to have their own built-in flashbulbs?"
"He's handsome."
Xia Zijin didn't even look up.
Wang Lei glanced at her, then at Lin Yu.
"...Alright then."
The forum was held at the Beijing International Convention Center and was of a very high standard. Both China and the US sent a group of young scholars in the field of artificial intelligence, along with several distinguished guests, filling the 1,000-seat auditorium to capacity.
Lin Yu was the last to arrive.
He was wearing a black T-shirt with a sports jacket from Jinghua University over it, the zipper undone. His hands were in his pockets as he entered through a side door.
At least a third of the people in the audience were watching him.
It wasn't because he was late. It's because everyone here who works in artificial intelligence knows what the Singularity Algorithm means.
Kevin was sitting in the guest section opposite the stage, chatting with a Harvard professor. The moment Lin Yu entered, his gaze froze.
The two people looked at each other across half of the lecture hall.
Kevin smiled slightly, raised his coffee cup, and made a toasting gesture.
Lin Yu sat down in his seat with a blank expression.
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