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Detroit 2nd District, Manfield House.

"Hi Daddy, long time no see."

As Carl and Marcus looked at the painting together, lost in thought for different reasons, an oily voice sounded in the doorway, and Leo Manfield pushed open the studio door and entered.

"Oh, Leo, 'long time no see'," Karl asked, turning his gaze away from the canvas to him, and after deliberately emphasizing a certain sentence, he asked in a tone of dissatisfaction and disappointment with a hint of expectation, "What's the matter?" ”

"You know, it's, I need some money." Leo's gaze made contact with the old man for a moment, then quickly moved away, and said.

Connor noticed that the aura on Marcus's forehead instantly turned red when she heard this, and then slowly changed back, and she gestured to Anderson with a tactical gesture of "pay attention to that", and Anderson replied "Got it".

"I think ......," the glimmer of anticipation in the old man's eyes vanished, "I only gave it to you once last week." ”

"I'm done with it, can't I?" Leo responded in a rogue tone.

"That money, even at the rate of your squandering, is enough for a month," Carl's expression became serious, "Are you going to dip that 'red thing' or are you gambling again?" ”

"Hey! Daddy, you can't wronged me, I won't touch them for a long time. Leo's eyes widened.

"So tell me where you spent it?" The old man looked directly at him, and he didn't let go.

"I didn't buy red ice anyway! If you don't believe me, you can test me! Leo said confidently.

"Perhaps, but I'm not going to give money, Marcus, to send off." Carl closed his eyes, shook his head, and turned his wheelchair with his back to Leo.

"Hey, what a send-off! I'm your son, and this is my home! Leo yelled and tried to chase after him, but was stopped by Marcus.

"Master Leo, please don't embarrass the master." Marcus' strong frame and arms make it impossible for Leo to break through easily, but his attitude is relatively gentle.

"Which turn got you talking to this plastic toy?" Leo nudged Marcus hard, but it didn't work because of the power disparity.

No, it still worked, and the aura on Marcus's forehead flashed red again, this time for a longer duration.

"If you continue to do this, it's not good for everybody." Although the red light flickered, Marcus's tone still didn't change much.

"Less nonsense! Get out of the way! ”

"Forgive me."

"How? Confirmed? Arrests? As there was an argument and shoving, Anderson asked Connor quietly.

[Confirmation that the T850 android "Marcus" has been infected with the 'Grox' virus, but has not shown any unusual behavior. 】

[Confirmed: Reporter: Leo Manfield, the complainant claims that he and his father were attacked by domestic androids, and requests the nearest police officer to come to the rescue.] 】

Did he come prepared? Connor looked at the aggressive Leo over there and Marcus, who repeatedly backed down but didn't let him get close to Carl, and couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

[Pick up the police and arrest Leo Manfid on charges of lying to the police.] (Model)】

[Doesn't answer the police, takes Marcus away for investigating anomalous androids.] (Rebellious)】

[Wait and see. 】

"No, there's no reason to take two people away at the same time if we get involved now," Connor showed Anderson Leo's report, "Relay it to the other patrols in the neighborhood, and we'll improvise when they get to the scene." ”

"Uh-huh, then listen to you." Anderson looked at Connor twice for unknown reasons.

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"How! You plastic toy! ”

"What are you going to do but stare at me? Hit me, hit me in the face. ”

"See, Daddy? No matter how much you educate it and take care of it, it's just a fake that has to obey the rules. ”

"I am your son!"

Leo Manfield pushed, shoved, and even punched Marcus, but Marcus only took a hard hit, occasionally dodging and parrying his overly damaging attacks.

Obviously, Leo has a "well-thought-out" plan for going home to ask for money this time, and it can be seen from his desperate targeting of Marcus that he has a certain understanding of "anomalous androids", and he probably believes that as long as he treats Marcus badly, he can make him show the "anomaly" of attacking humans, and then be "dealt with" by the Detroit police officers who are trying to solve this kind of thing at this time.

After all, although no android has ever killed a human yet, even if it is just an injury, the android who makes this kind of behavior can only have the ending of formatting and scrapping, and without Marcus, who he thinks is "the biggest reason why his father doesn't give him money", he can get a lot of money as he wants.

"I'm sorry, Marcus, I know you want to hit him, but please bear with me for the time being," Carl had already turned his wheelchair and was looking at Leo who was beating Marcus unilaterally with a sad face: "I understand my son, he will behave this kind of behavior that is not in his usual style, there must be some kind of purpose, you can't go with his will." ”

"It's useless, old man," Leo stopped shouting at his father, "if he doesn't fight back, I'll just scrap it, it's like tearing down a piece of furniture in my own house at best, isn't it?" Plastic toys? ”

Connor looked over there and sighed silently, Leo wanted to force Marcus to appear "abnormal", but he didn't know that Marcus had already been "abnormal", this crazy provocation of a ferocious beast that seemed to be chained, but in fact it was not locked at all, is generally called "death".

[Confirmation that Mr. Leo Manfid's report has been picked up by other patrol officers recently.] 】

Leo's actions paused for two or three seconds as Connor saw the message, apparently appearing on his multi-purpose after changing his name.

After a brief pause, Leo's movements became frenzied, and he even began to grab various tools from the studio to attack Marcus, who was hit in the head by the plaster cast he threw out without checking for a while, and the blue blood splattered out while he was unsteady on his feet.

"Marcus!" Karl's eyes widened: "Stop! Leo, we can talk again! ”

"Hey, hey! It's late, old man, no one can save it today! Leo seemed to be in a state of madness, laughing as he went looking for something else that could be used as a weapon, but since everything he could throw nearby was thrown away, he focused on the canvas and easel that Marcus had painted earlier.

"Die! Plastic toys! Leo picked up the easel and smashed it into Marcus' bleeding head.

Touch!

The easel was knocked flying before it could hit Marcus, and a pair of strong arms reached out and grabbed Leo by the collar.

"I'm angry, angry." Marcus leaned his face closer to Leo, and the red light that kept flashing was unusually glaring on his face that was dripping with blue blood.

Boom! "Don't move! Drop the hostages! ”

The door to the studio was kicked open, and two strange Detroit patrol officers rushed in with guns raised.

Marcus turned his head slowly, and showed a terrifying smile to the patrolman at the door: "Oh, it's good to come, then-"

Sa!

Connor, who jumped out of the corner, made a sliding shovel that knocked Marcus off balance, and then a harrier rolled over and pressed his backcut arm to the ground, and Leo, who was originally carried by him, flew out flat, hmm...... Anyway, you can't die.

"Uh, you're—"

Click. Click.

As the two patrolmen were at a loss for what to do, but still pointed their guns at Marcus, Anderson ghostly approached behind them and fired the two guns like lightning:

"It's none of your business, go back and continue patrolling."