AD.2154.8.19——

Detroit 6th District, abandoned apartments.

Connor was catching the pigeon in a daze.

According to the preset procedure, when a recommended action option appears, one of them should be selected for execution.

However, Vice Captain Anderson forbade himself to eat in the area.

Goo~Goo~Goo~ After realizing that there was no way to escape, the gray-white pigeon began to turn its head and beg for mercy.

To eat, or not to eat, that's the question.

[The software is unstable. 】

This time, when the instability prompt was "wiped out", above the very resolute action suggestion to "eat it", the option that should have appeared long ago was long overdue:

[Check it, judge the condition of the keeper, and release it.] (Model)】

[Carry it with you to prevent other pigeons from interfering with the investigation.] (Rebellious)】

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

This...... Because the third one ran too fast, the first two didn't catch up?

Connor blinked and activated an eagle-eye scan of the pigeon.

[Confirm information, square pigeon, 3 years old, shows signs of domestication, has not eaten for about 2 days.] 】

"Hey, that's good," Anderson said to Connor as he waved his arm away from the feathers left by the pigeons, "but I don't think the one you have in your hand is a prisoner." ”

"These pigeons haven't eaten for days, sir, that's why they rob me of my doughnuts." Connor pinched the pigeon's belly again, and it was deflated.

"Oh, is it? It seems that the guy who reported the crime claimed that he only felt abnormal and that the report was mostly fake, and it was probably because he was drenched by these pigeons, and the problem of the anomalous android left in a hurry after receiving the warning of 'I want to report you'. Anderson immediately made a guess.

"That's what I'm telling," Connor nodded, walking to the window and tossing the pigeon out, "Once the search of this apartment is complete, you can contact the animal protection department to deal with it." ”

The option to eat the pigeon cannot be carried out, it is too exaggerated to eat it raw, and there is no condition to take it away and cook the pigeon soup.

"Then let's see what this 'breeder' is doing." Anderson waved his arm to block a few feathers and left the room first.

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"Wow, look what we found? A android who may have suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder? ”

The first two floors of the abandoned apartment have only sporadic "Grox" letters written on the doors or walls, and if you don't pay attention, you can even ignore them, while on the third floor, Anderson whistles when she just arrives at the dense "Grox" word that fills the walls, floors, and even ceilings.

[Confirm the information, the number of 'Grox' in the visual range is 24879, the font is exactly the same, there is no jitter or spelling problems, it is confirmed that its logic and action modules are still working normally, and the pigment used is an oil-based pen, which is the same as the first and second layers of handwriting.] 】

"He probably wanted to fill the whole apartment with that word, but he had to stop because the informant interrupted him," Connor replied to Anderson as he continued to search the room on the third floor, "and if there are similar cases in the future, they can be merged." ”

"Perhaps," Anderson also began to check the rooms that were not on the same side as Connor, "and now the remaining question is where he got the star coins to buy pigeons and bird food, ordinary androids usually use their owner's account, but the permissions of anomalous androids should have been cancelled." ”

"I don't know which department of the Star Alliance I use the star coins from, but the available amount is quite high, if you have difficulties when the vice captain, I can sponsor you." Connor looked at the neat eight eights in her Star Coin account, which would be filled up again the next day as her spending decreased.

"Normal, after all, you are different from civilian androids, it can be said to be 'Starlink property', you can spend whatever you want, but if I use it, there will definitely be guys from the supervision department who will come to talk to me, it's okay to have a drink occasionally, and the funding is still counted-oh! Damn it! Anderson said as he pushed open a door, and immediately retreated as if it had been caught in flames.

Goo-goo! Goo-goo!

It was densely packed, occupying the floor, the sofas, the cabinets, the windowsills, and the pigeons that filled the room, all in unison, turning their heads at the same time at the door of the two police officers.

If you are a person with poor psychological quality, you will probably sit down on the ground as soon as your feet are weak.

[Confirm information, there are a total of 1,780 pigeons, all of which are square pigeons or hall pigeons, and most of them have not eaten for a day or so.] 】

[Confirm information, TS1355 Medium Manual Bird Feeder has not been activated for about 3 days.] 】

[Confirm that the purchaser is Fresen Wu (deceased).] 】

When Connor observed and spotted the bird-feeding machine, which was about a man tall, the suggestion for action flashed out.

[Start the machine to feed the pigeons.] (Model)】

[Ignore the pigeon and continue to look for clues.] (Rebellious)】

[Leave and report.] 】

"Don't be nervous, sir, these pigeons aren't hungry yet." Connor bypassed Captain Anderson and walked straight into the room, all the pigeons along the way consciously backing away to make way for her, with only a few of them taking off and landing farther away.

"Huh, I'm going to be nervous? At the beginning, I was in the den of the red ice dealers with heavy weapons, but I killed seven in and seven out. "Anderson was boasting about the sea, but he still had no intention of entering a room full of pigeons.

"The money for the purchase of these pigeons and feed has found a source, a deceased old gentleman, and it is clear that no one will cancel the account for his housekeeping android." Connor checks the feeder and finds that it has enough bird food, so she pulls the switch to activate it.

Bang Bang Bang - Goo Goo -

Grain began to fall in the trough, and the pigeons rushed to eat, and although they were numerous, there was a sense of orderliness, first come, first come, first come, and apparently had been well trained by the owner, during which several pigeons, which had snatched Connor's doughnuts, flew in through the window, but cowered and stayed on the windowsill and did not dare to approach.

"Hah, I can already imagine what the bald man would say," Anderson said as he walked into the room and began to look around, mimicking "'I'm asking you to look for clues to anomalous androids, not a flock of pigeons!'" ”

Connor decided not to hear anything bad about his boss and continued to look for clues in the space vacated by the pigeons.

Soon, she found a diary, or rather, notepad, on a table full of pigeon footprints.

"Mr. Wu passed away and he left me a sum of money and said to let me 'fly freely', I don't understand what that means."

"Mr. Wu's sons and daughters and relatives were busy fighting over the property he left behind, and questioned the reasonableness of Mr. Wu's will in many ways, and no one really grieved for him."

"I left, and no one cared."

"Because Mr. Wu likes to see the pigeons flying, I bought a lot of pigeons to learn what it means to be 'free to fly'."

"The pigeons are not free, because they will definitely go back to my place to eat."

"I'm free, but I don't have a place to go back."

"I want to see Mr. Wu again."

"I want to go home."

"I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home—"

“【GROX】。”

“【GROXGROXGROXGROX——】”

[The software is unstable. 】

"Hmm......" Connor closed his notepad, "Oh no." ”