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Incredible It
墨書 Inktalez
The incident occurred fifty-nine years from today.
On a winter morning.
The location is still our planet.
Fifty-nine years later, perhaps you and I will still be alive.
When that time comes, don’t forget to turn on the television and watch the final verdict of this case together.
...
As dawn approached, Detective Jack from the Criminal Investigation Department had not slept a wink all night. He sat at his desk, bored out of his mind. For a detective, boredom was akin to suicide.
In recent years, due to rapid technological advancements, forensic analysis had improved dramatically, making solving cases as simple as conducting an experiment. Coupled with the government's heightened vigilance against terrorists, every street corner and hallway was equipped with surveillance cameras.
Even in parks where trees intertwined, miniature cameras disguised as leaves or flower buds hung from branches every few meters.
Moreover, ground patrol officers had been replaced by tiny robots with metallic wings, no larger than flies, flitting about and providing comprehensive surveillance that made tracking down suspects a breeze.
However, Jack couldn’t help but chuckle to himself at the irony: the government frequently had to replace and repair these cameras and robotic patrols because sometimes people mistook them for real flower buds and plucked them or thought they were just flies and swatted them flat.
Whenever such incidents occurred, the monitoring personnel in the office would be greeted by a deafening roar in their headsets.
Yet, Jack’s amusement was short-lived.
With every case that arose, the Technical Department was overwhelmed with work while the once-popular Criminal Investigation officers found themselves teetering on the brink of unemployment.
Many detectives, unable to continue in their roles, have taken off their uniforms to sell pork or drive taxis. Others, reluctant to leave the precinct, have opted to further their education and study technical identification, transferring to the Technical Department.
The detectives' office is filled with cobwebs, and the doors are seldom opened.
It has been three years since Jack last solved a case directly.
Now, when a case arises, the detectives' duties consist mainly of running errands and gathering information, akin to the work of television show investigators. The bulk of the actual investigative work is handled by the Technical Department.
What angers Jack the most is that the Technical Department has recently developed a software program that can analyze case-related information and provide judgments in just thirty seconds.
The accuracy of these judgments is so high that many young detectives have gradually abandoned their original criminal investigation reasoning skills and begun to rely on the computer instead.
The fact that human thought is being influenced by computers infuriates Jack.
At first, he couldn't believe that a computer could make such precise judgments.
Cases often arise from logical premises yet take unexpected turns.
Out of boredom, Jack pulled out old case files he had worked on and entered the information into the computer. As soon as he pressed the input key, the screen displayed relevant clues related to the case.
Following the prompts from the computer, he continued to input information he had gathered during his investigations, and eventually, the computer even identified who the murderer was.
Jack was taken aback and tried entering several cases he had personally participated in during criminal investigations; each time it worked flawlessly, and he couldn't help but secretly admire high technology.
He asked someone from the Technical Department how this software was designed.
The person from the Technical Department shrugged and said, "It's similar to chess software. The program has input millions of cases from both ancient and modern times, along with every possible development of clues related to those cases. The computer makes judgments based on these conditions."
"All cases?"
"Yes. The computer's memory is superhuman. Cases from novels, movies, and magazines have been input as basic elements for reference. Moreover, the computer is globally connected and linked to surveillance systems, making the monitoring content one of its judgment elements. Besides that, this software encompasses various other elements such as cultural geography, political history, medical military knowledge, sports weather, and even witchcraft and magic. It truly covers everything that humans cannot."
"So you're saying the computer can know everything and do anything, which means it can solve any case?"
"You hit the nail on the head. Officer Luo, give up your human instincts for investigation and join us in the realm of high technology."
Jack snorted through his nostrils.
He was like a stubborn duck; outwardly defiant but inwardly softening. He thought to himself that soon, detectives like them, who risk their lives on the front lines, would become slaves driven by computer software.
Thus, Jack felt not only bored but also quite frustrated.
As criminal investigation technology became electronic, criminal methods were also evolving with high-tech advancements. For instance, in the past, murder required careful plotting—using poison or creating a false suicide scene or racking one's brain to establish an alibi. Now, with high-tech assistance, none of that is necessary.
People's lives are inseparable from computers; online existence dominates.
You can use a computer to modify the settings of a victim's water heater to electrocute them while they bathe; or alter the cooking program on the victim's computer—after all, they are a diabetic and consuming sugary food would naturally trigger their condition. Then you could modify the ambulance's route through the computer to delay its arrival time, ultimately leading to the victim's death.
In short, there is nothing a computer cannot accomplish. This has turned many criminals into computer experts and left Jack without any worthy opponents for quite some time.
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