"No, no, no, not at all—"

In the dark room, No. 1, who had just taken a shower and had fluffy hair, was wearing only a wide white shirt and sat quietly in front of six huge monitors.

With one hand on his knees and the other in his mouse, he quickly navigated through the dense binary code that was surging like a tidal wave on the screen.

No, there is no record of that period at all.

In fact, at the Christmas party, No. 1 did tell a small lie to Chu Qing.

The three she was referring to was naturally not the so-called third cup she was talking about, but the three cups that Chu Qing guessed had all meanings.

You must know that as an advanced artificial intelligence system with superb computing power, the work of No. 1 itself is to quickly analyze the situation of the enemy and the enemy on the battlefield and the ratio of its own resources, so as to provide battlefield information and strategic suggestions for our army's command organs in the shortest possible time.

And this kind of low-level mistake of telling the other party to choose No. 3 when the intelligence of the two sides is completely unequal, she will never make it.

What she did was to rely on the intelligence advantage in her hands, take advantage of the other party's trust in herself, and induce her through wrong intelligence, so that the other party could achieve the result she wanted without doubting herself.

Simple intelligence warfare on purpose.

The purpose is to get Chu Qing drunk.

But even if the other party really means something, it doesn't matter if the third cup is not all three.

Because it's just like what Chu Qing smelled.

All three glasses are drunk in one sip, 100 percent strong cocktails.

What a foolproof strategy.

It's really the idea that I, as a super invincible and powerful artificial intelligence, came up with, and it was perfect!

Thinking to himself in his heart, No. 1's little face didn't feel that a smug smile was revealed, and a pair of white and flawless jade legs seemed to be unable to suppress the feelings in his heart, and shook gently.

Although it cannot be said that there is no price paid at all.

Her cheeks were a little hot, and one hand gently stroked the cat hair ornament on her head.

…… What, what do you mean that you are not allowed to take it off for a week, this ...... How could you go out and meet people with such a thing!

No matter, I'm going to be in this isolated room for a week before I get out!

Even if the commander begged me, I wouldn't definitely leave!

As...... If it's an order...... You might as well think about it.

But back to the point, No. 1's purpose in getting drunk with Chu Qing was nothing else, but to get the information he wanted from his mouth.

Alcohol, as a drink that can paralyze people's nerves and make people lose their keen control of the body, so even the best spies dare not easily indulge in it, because as long as no one can guarantee how much information they will vomit out in their minds when they are drunk.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some guys who are drunk and talk nonsense only by their own fantasies, and the sentence that seems to make sense after drinking and spitting out the truth is completely unreflected in their bodies, and their every move is completely based on the conjecture in their own minds, and there is no value.

So there is another sentence of hers.

"Commander, are you Lolicon?"

This sentence was definitely not a temporary idea, and certainly not a joke, the main reason why she did this was to see if Chu Qing was a drunken gibberish or a drunk person who spit out the truth.

Didn't you mention it before, the three hero-level units, except for Yuriko, even the appearance of No. 1 himself was all made according to his Chu Qing's preferences.

In other words, although this guy looks like a pretty normal guy, he is actually a lolicon who goes deep into the bone marrow.

And the result, naturally, is what she wants.

But the information she received was something she didn't want to see.

"Mammoth team, Mu Yan?

Are you pretending to be stupid? But he doesn't look like he's acting at all.

And what she cared about the most was that not only his memory, but even the recording system of the computer system inside the base, for this incident, no, it should be said that the records of that week had been consciously tampered with and deleted.

It was as if everything that had happened during that time was nothing more than an ethereal dream that the entire upper echelons of the base were doing on the same night.

If all this is a dream, then what is the thing about me that exists in place of the original brain system Ava.

She clutched her shirt tightly, her teeth biting her lower lip, obviously her body was just a robot, obviously just a robot, but at this moment she clearly felt an unknown throbbing in her chest.

It's just a kneeling coward who is scared when he is denounced, nothing more than a coward who can't see dead people and tears at all, just a madman who does things without a brain, and is obviously a great guy, but he does something under his nose that he can't detect at all.

This guy, this commander!

"Since you can't find it in the system records, you can only start with Guo Xiaocheng and a few of them. Looking at the full screen without scrolling zero and one, he said helplessly.

The mouse in her hand kept clicking, and the binary code that had not changed in the eyes of ordinary people had changed from the original daily records of the base to the detailed documentation of Guo Xiaocheng and Ao Le in her eyes.

"Van Tro Esse ...... Fujimura Fujimura ...... Wang Ming still has ......"

Suddenly, her mouse stopped in Guo Xiaocheng's document, and in the process of roughly browsing the information of the other party's identity document, at the end of the document, an interesting note that she obviously thought had been added later attracted her attention.

Her mouse moved to one of the screens, and she said to herself while flipping the scroll wheel on the mouse, "This guy's son who died in the original world is very similar to Ole." ”

Although I usually don't pay attention to it, but now that I think about it, the two are very similar in terms of general appearance and facial contours, although it is not carved out of a mold, but from the perspective of age, it is indeed very similar to Guo Xiaocheng's copy.

I see, that's why the commander didn't have a good face for Ah Aole at first, I'm afraid he was afraid that Guo Xiaocheng was too partial to this newcomer, which would be detrimental to his future management.

Really, how can he do something superfluous like a child, doesn't he know that all the Red Police soldiers are unconditionally loyal to their commanders, such a serious suspicion and delusion of victimhood I suggest you go to see a psychiatrist early, Commander.

But wait a minute, considering the time Si, Fujimura Fujimura and Kenny joined the upper management organization, and the events that were not recorded by the computer are only known to Hardy, Guo Xiaocheng, Pfett, and Wang Ming about the fact that they were removed from the base system and returned in the form of No. 1 again.

Considering Pfett's death and Hardy's whereabouts unknown, those two guys are the only ones who can get information.

So the next entry point is them?Ah~ The commander is really, can you not always do something completely confusing to people, isn't it good to do things according to the rules? Isn't it good to follow discipline?

Now we can only hope that the final truth is not a very scary thing.

"Uh-huh," she stretched, then kicked the table with her foot as if to dispel the confusion in her head, allowing the reaction to push her couch out.

"It's already this time, there seems to be another meeting next, so let's stop here. With that, she pulled herself back to the table, ready to turn off the computer and erase her browsing history by the way.

Even if you don't delete it, it's okay to be prepared.

It's me!

"Huh, when did you ever have this folder? When she finally confirmed that all the records had been cleared, a very inconspicuous folder, either in terms of location or name, caught her attention.

I don't remember this folder here, ah, it's locked.

But does it really work? Folder locks or something, does it work for me, a super artificial intelligence?

It's been ported from the computer, but I can't just look at it.

"And so, and so on, and finally confirm the original password, OK! No. 1 proudly unlocked the password of this folder, because it is not a classified document, so it is easy to crack.

"But even if it's a confidential document, I have the right to browse it, why do you have to set a password for me......

As the video files were loaded one by one and played together on all six screens, One's voice became smaller and quieter, until it disappeared entirely.

These...... These turned out to be ......

Shameless!

"Commander, don't use the base's computer, a war machine, to browse and download these things!"

Mummam - there is no shame in it!

Hmph, delete them all, and also, you have to set up the system, and these unhealthy things will be blocked, and as for the time when the ban will be lifted, just set it for ten years.

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(Well, does this chapter feel okay with sections?If it doesn't, I'll try again in the next chapter.) ）