1047, Intelligent Machinery Crisis (8)

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[Disconnecting from the conscious body......]

【Exiting the subspace ......】

[Synchronizing with hardware......]

[Done.] 】

Detroit Police Department, parking lot.

When Connor opened her eyes, she found herself still in the parking lot where she had gone into hibernation, just as it was scheduled to end.

[Confirm the information, after hearing the word 'Grox' for the second time from Daniel's mouth yesterday, I consulted with Captain Anderson, and decided to focus the investigation on the scene or in the case of the case with the word and similar pronunciation in the file, and agreed that Anderson would go home on his own after leaving early this morning, and he would go to sleep in Anderson's police car after work.] 】

Connor confirmed it twice, but there was no record of her entering a strange lakeside garden and seeing three young girls last night, all the same as she was before she went to sleep, but she remembered what had happened there.

"[After you go back, everything will be as usual, Starlink's simple detection methods and task guidance are completely ineffective for you, and you don't need to contact us deliberately, after you need to contact us, you will 'connect' here by yourself. 】”

At this point, Connor remembered a phrase Matthew had said by "recalling" rather than "retrieving records".

Even so, what does it take to be business as usual? Imitating yourself the other day? But......

Connor found it interesting to think independently when the recommendations for action were completely silent.

Bang bang.

The sound of tapping caught the attention of Connor, who was thinking, and when she turned her head to look, she saw David Anderson knocking on the window outside the police car with a strange expression.

"Good morning, Vice Captain Anderson." She lowered the window and greeted.

"You spent the night here?" Anderson looked annoyed, "Even if you're an android and don't need a dormitory, not even a storage room is assigned to you?" ”

"Thank you for your concern, sir, but I don't need those. (Model)]

"The Director doesn't seem to like you, sir, so I'm probably going to be caught in the pond. (Rebellion)]

["We should get to work as soon as possible, sir, instead of discussing these little issues. ”】

"If you don't mind, sir, I can go and stay at your house. (Poor Qi)]

This "Poor Qi" seems to be sparing no effort to make small things big and big things to the end, but those three people last night didn't seem to be like this kind of personality?

"I'm just here to get to work as quickly as possible, sir, and thank you for your concern." Connor thought for a moment and tried to suggest action as provided in the comprehensive options.

[The software is unstable. 】

An inexplicable message flashed at the location of the option, as if it had just been "erased" by someone just about to appear.

Connor understood the meaning of Matthew's words at this moment, it was obvious that Starlink should be very confident in this group of police androids, but also had the suspicion that "they may be affected and abnormal", so there will be this kind of detection procedure for the software, that is, "VI", the initial anomaly only indicates "unstable", and after multiple anomalies, there will probably be personnel for this situation to "recycle" themselves.

However, as long as this abnormal record appears, it will be erased by "them", so they can do whatever they want and eat whatever they want...... Well? Wait, why should I eat it?

[The software is unstable. 】

Connor, as an android, naturally thinks quite quickly, and after a series of thoughts and inexplicable unstable hints appear and are eliminated, Anderson's reaction is belated.

"Ha, why should I care about a dummy?" He went around the front of the car to the co-pilot and opened the door and sat in: "Since you are in the driver's seat, you will drive today." ”

"Okay, Vice Captain Anderson," Connor confirmed that he had buckled up before starting the police car, "So are we going to patrol first or are we going to investigate the scene of the 'that word' related case first?" ”

Since the two androids had no other contact with her, only conveying the word itself, Connor thought it was better not to say it lightly.

"Normal patrol, if you encounter a crime scene on the patrol route, get out of the car and take a look." Anderson adjusted his posture and took a data board from the storage compartment of the police car and began to browse through the case log.

[Confirm information, patrol routes have been planned, 2nd Avenue, 4th District, 3rd Avenue, 6th Ward, 7th Avenue, 9th Ward, 1st Avenue, 3rd Ward, there are a total of 11 scenes of anomalous android cases along the way, and four of them have text or voice suspected of 'Grox' in the cases at the scene.] 】

After confirming the route, Connor drove the police car out of the police parking lot.

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Detroit 6th District, abandoned apartments.

"Oh hell, what does that smell like?" Anderson walked through the apartment with his nose in one hand and a gun in the other.

"It's a pigeon, sir." Connor replied with a shrug of his nose after following him.

To be precise, it is a combination of odors from bird feather fibers, sewage, bird food, wall mold, and bird excrement, which is about "disgusting" to humans.

[Confirmation information: The abandoned apartment "Anxin Xiaojia", announced bankruptcy liquidation two years ago, the landowner Mr. Donald is busy developing the newly purchased real estate in the alien colony, and has not dealt with this low-value land for the time being, recently someone reported that this abandoned apartment has pigeons in and out, and there are flashing lights and figures at night, suspected that someone illegally occupied it, and the illegal occupier was not found after the police patrol search, but graffiti "Grox" was found on the walls of many abandoned guest rooms, and the report has been temporarily shelved. 】

"Ha, pigeons, androids still have pigeons, so it's really abnormal." Anderson complained as he inspected the guest rooms one by one.

"Maybe it wants to see how other lives differ from itself." Connor casually replied as she observed the letters that appeared from time to time on the mottled walls.

"Of course it's different, the pigeons have to be fed, the androids don't have to eat...... Not? Anderson glanced at Connor.

"I'm the latest model, sir. (Model)]

["Do you need me to take my head off and show you?" Sir? (Rebellion)]

[Be silent.] 】

[Take out the doughnut and eat it for him on the spot.] (gluttony)】

Now that I think about it, I ate the goldfish because of this option, but it still doesn't match the personalities of the three girls.

"I'm the latest model, sir." Connor said as she pulled out a box of small doughnuts from her police uniform pocket and shoved one into her mouth.

Hey? Combining these two items does not report that the software is unstable?

"Hey! Connor, stop! Anderson glared at her: "Don't eat under this smell, do you want to leave a psychological shadow on me?" ”

"Oh, ahhhhh Connor slurred, intending to put away the box of donuts.

Mutter! Mutter! Bang sand sand slap - smack.

At this moment, more than a dozen pigeons flew in from the window, aiming straight for the box of donuts.

Connor didn't have a problem with not being able to react, but seeing that they were not afraid of people and would not give up until they achieved their goal, she decided that she could not get herself covered in feathers or even dirt for a box of donuts, so she simply threw the box out before they flew closer.

The pigeons were unceremonious, and with a few pecks and grabbing them, they tore up the donut box and took the donuts in their mouths.

Connor reached out and grabbed one of the pigeons by the neck when they were about to disperse, and the other pigeons scattered in all directions, with no intention of saving their compatriots.

【Eat it!】 Eat it!! Eat it!! (gluttony)】

What's going on with this only suggested action option......