Counterattack starts with controlling probability

Zhang Jingren narrowed his eyes and did not answer immediately.

He knew these people knew far more about DeepView than they let on, but it was clearly not comprehensive enough.

He must buy time and bargaining chips for himself in this "limited information symmetry".

"As you know, DeepView's algorithm is designed not only to predict user behavior, but also to enable the data feedback system to self-optimize."

Zhang Jingren said slowly, his tone revealing a hidden pride.

"This is not just an algorithmic system, but more like a 'prototype' that simulates human thinking. It can learn, reason, and even make decisions to a certain extent."

A hint of imperceptible surprise flashed across the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"As expected," he whispered, "your technology is more advanced than we expected. Let me give you one last chance, Mr. Zhang—"

"Hand over the code, and you will receive our generous protection and support, and even regain control of TikTalk and make it the world's most powerful social platform."

"Regain control of TikTalk?" Zhang Jingren sneered. "What else can I control under your control?"

The man shook his head, his tone threatening: "Mr. Zhang, don't forget, we have other means."

"If you continue to be stubborn, we can also make TikTalk disappear completely. By then, all your efforts will be worthless."

Zhang Jingren did not respond directly, but tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

He quickly weighed the possibilities in his mind.

These people obviously won't let him go easily, but he can't give in easily either.

He knew that the real core code of DeepView was in his hands, and he also had a hidden trump card -

Before he disappeared, he had divided DeepView's core function data into multiple encrypted files and stored them on different servers.

He was the only one who knew the location of these servers, and one of them was stored in the system controlled by Li Hao's team.

"It seems I have no choice," Zhang Jingren finally said, his tone becoming slightly softer. "But you must show me your sincerity first. Otherwise, how do I know you won't kill me right after getting the code?"

The man smiled slightly: "We will give you time, but not for long."

Zhang Jingren didn't say anything else, just lowered his head in thought.

He knew that time was what he needed most, and Li Hao might have realized that the core of the crisis - the secret of DeepView was the root of all problems.

At the same time, Li Hao was in the Tiktalk conference room, checking some of the DeepView-related data that the team had just decrypted.

The complexity and potential of these data gave him a chill.

He finally understood that this was not just a business struggle, but a game for control of the future.

"Where is Zhang Jingren?" Chen Kai couldn't help but ask, "We've already touched upon the core of DeepView, so why didn't he leave any clear instructions?"

Li Hao pondered for a while and whispered, "Perhaps, he has already paved the way for us in secret."

……

Li Hao paced in the office, his mind in a mess.

A few days ago, a sentence Zhao Yang told him kept echoing in his mind -

"If you want to find Zhang Jingren, you have to go into places you dare not touch and talk to people you dare not deal with."

Zhao Yang is the most special person in his team at the Beautiful Country Quantitative Fund, with a background as complicated as an indecipherable code book.

Zhao Yang's family is engaged in business, but he himself has always been walking on the edge of legality and illegality.

He has a hand in underworld resources, transnational business transactions, and underground intelligence networks.

Li Hao has always known that Zhao Yang has great power, but this time, he finally made up his mind to use Zhao Yang's special relationship to find Zhang Jingchan's whereabouts.

"Zhao Yang, I really have to rely on you this time." Li Hao dialed Zhao Yang's number, his tone rarely filled with pleading.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Yang laughed, with his usual nonchalant attitude: "Mr. Li, this is a rare thing. It can make you so anxious. It seems that Zhang Jingran's business is not simple."

"No time for nonsense." Li Hao rubbed his brows. "Can you help me find some clues about those places and people you mentioned last time that you didn't dare to touch? As long as there's a clue, I'm willing to negotiate any terms."

Zhao Yang was silent for a few seconds, and his voice became low: "Li, this matter is not as simple as you think. Zhang Jingren is not dead, but you may not be willing to accept his current situation."

"Do you know where he is?" Li Hao stood up straight, his tone hinting at anxiety.

"I have a rough idea," Zhao Yang said in a long tone, "but I want to remind you that what you are about to face is not the rules of the capital circle you are familiar with. It is something darker and dirtier. Are you sure you want to go?"

"Nonsense!" Li Hao raised his voice a few degrees, "I have no choice now!"

"Okay, then listen." Zhao Yang's voice suddenly turned cold. "Tonight at ten o'clock, go to the abandoned freight warehouse in the north of the city and bring someone you can trust. I will wait for you there and take you to find something 'interesting'."

That night, Li Hao arrived at the warehouse on time as Zhao Yang said.

He only brought two of his most trusted bodyguards with him, who looked around cautiously.

The warehouse was dilapidated and the silence was a little too quiet.

A hint of uneasiness rose in his heart, but Zhao Yang quickly emerged from the darkness, his hands in his pockets, looking as relaxed as ever.

"Are you here?" Zhao Yang nodded, his eyes sweeping over Li Hao's bodyguards. "Don't worry, this place is safe. No one will disturb us for the time being."

"For now?" Li Hao raised his eyebrows. "What exactly do you want me to see?"

Zhao Yang did not answer, but walked deeper into the warehouse, saying as he walked:

"Mr. Li, you have to understand that Zhang Jingren wasn't captured by an ordinary person. He was targeted by a group of 'players' who have long coveted DeepView. They should be considered your insiders."

"These people are very sophisticated. They're engaging in underground transactions and controlling global network resources. Their real goal is to use DeepView to achieve something bigger."

Li Hao was completely confused. "What's the bigger issue? Aren't they just trying to control TikTalk's data?"

"That's only part of it." Zhao Yang stopped, looked back at Li Hao, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"These people want to use DeepView's algorithms to control not just data, but human behavior, market trends, and even the dynamics of global politics."

"You know, DeepView doesn't just predict what users like to buy, but also fluctuations in social sentiment and even the possibility of war."

Li Hao suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. "So, Zhang Jingren was really targeted because he refused to hand over the algorithm?"

Zhao Yang nodded and continued walking forward: "That's about right. He's being held in a place now. Those people aren't in a hurry to kill him. They need him to unlock the core structure of DeepView."

"Then how do you know?" Li Hao asked.

"Don't ask." Zhao Yang stopped and said coldly, "You just need to know that I have some channels that can help you find clues about him."

Zhao Yang took Li Hao to the depths of the warehouse and pushed open a rusty iron door. Inside was a room decorated like an underground bar. Several men with strong auras were sitting under the dim light.

Their eyes were sharp, with a kind of indifference that came from years of experience.

"This is Li Hao, my friend." Zhao Yang briefly introduced him, then walked over to a middle-aged man and sat down. "He said he was looking for something. Have you got any results?"

The middle-aged man looked up at Li Hao, a hint of sarcasm on his lips:

"Zhao Yang, you've found a very courageous friend. You know, people in our circle don't like to deal with the elites of big companies."

"He's not an ordinary entrepreneur," Zhao Yang said slowly, "and he doesn't want to interfere with your business. He only wants Zhang Jingren."

"Zhang Jingren?" The middle-aged man's expression changed, his eyes instantly becoming fierce. "You know about him, which means you've already stepped into his circle. But I advise you not to take another step forward. Those who want to capture him are no less powerful than us small-time thugs."

Li Hao stepped forward and said calmly, "You just need to tell me where Zhang Jingren is now. I don't want to get involved any further. As long as I can save him, the price is not a problem."

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "I heard he's being held captive in a private estate in the south. It's heavily guarded, and there are even traces of arms dealing there. If you really want to find him, you'll have to be prepared to escape unscathed."

"A private manor in the south..." Li Hao repeated in a low voice, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. "Zhao Yang, help me find out the exact location of this place, and also, their background."

Zhao Yang nodded: "Okay, I'll have someone check it out. But Mr. Li, you have to be mentally prepared. Once you go in, it will be another battle.

After leaving the warehouse, Li Hao stood by the car, the night wind blowing across his face.

He knew that Zhao Yang's words were not exaggerated. Behind Zhang's shocking experience, there was a huge conspiracy. And that manor might hold all the answers he needed.

"Zhang Jingren, what exactly are you guarding?" Li Hao muttered to himself, clenching his fists.

……

Zhang Jingren stood in the dark basement. There was no one around him. Only the dim light was projected on the cold and hard concrete floor, and the walls smelled of mold.

This was the third week since he disappeared, and also the tenth day since he had completely adapted to this gloomy world.

He had hardly gotten much sleep in the past few days.

At that moment, he had fantasized about escaping, but the reality was far more complicated than he expected.

Those who kidnapped him were not ordinary gangsters at all, but agents of certain transnational forces who controlled everything, from data to people's destinies.

The most terrifying thing is that they seem to have already mastered the core principles of DeepView - and he has become the only "key" that must solve the final mystery for them.