The next day, the Chicago Police Department.

Spooner was dejected and listless, and he had a terrible nightmare last night. The robot revolution, the global nuclear war broke out, human civilization regressed to the last century, and the barely organized army was defeated in the face of the army of robots who were not afraid of death, and could only hide in the deep mountains and old forests to survive.

This is not the key to the dream, as Spooner dreams of becoming the leader of the human resistance, shouldering the burden of leading humanity to victory in the war. Just when he worked hard to lead mankind to victory again and again, and attacked the final battle of the robot base camp, he was assassinated by a robot hidden among humans and received a bento on the spot.

Spooner remembers that face vividly, because the robot in human skin was Russell.

"Too bad, how could I have such a dream...... "Spooner patted his head, feeling that his dream was absurd, because in his logical cognition, robots are equivalent to household appliances.

"Hey, Spooner, your face isn't good, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Russell slapped Spooner on the shoulder, causing the latter to jump on the spot, lest the nightmare scene be restored in reality.

"What's the matter, Spooner, you're reacting a little bit." Russell didn't have the consciousness that no one was scared to death, and he leaned up with a hippie smile and hugged Spooner's shoulders, looking like a good buddy.

"Spooner is getting more and more excessive, and people like Russell have to look at his face."

"Yes, this is Russell, if it were me, I would rather not have such a partner."

"Russell is miserable, I bet in less than a month, he won't be able to stand Spooner's quirks and be depressed."

"Man, you're underestimating Spooner too much, at most a week, Russell will go to John and ask for a change of partner."

“……”

The surrounding police officers shook their heads and felt unworthy for Russell, he lowered his body and took the initiative to show favor to his partner, but Spooner still had a stinky face, which was really embarrassing for him.

Hearing the chatter around him, Spooner's face stinked even more, and it was clear that he was the one who was rectified.

"Alright, Spner. Just a joke, don't take it personally, I just want to tell you that you're not the only one in this world who is special. Russell patted Spooner on the shoulder, he flickered at Spooner last night, and the other man left with a lame leg.

It's not malicious, at most it's a little bad taste, the American imperialist is born to love tricks, he is following the local customs.

Spooner sighed: "Man, I'm going to be mentally sensitive if it goes on like this!" ”

"OK, my bad." Russell spread his hands: "If you don't like my future warrior setting, what about visitors from the other world?" ”

Spooner rolled his eyes, "Do I look like an idiot?" Your information from childhood to adulthood, including consumption records and medical expenses, is clearly written in the police station files, how can you be a visitor from another world? ”

Russell flattened his mouth: "Archives are not omnipotent, can't I forge them?" ”

"Hehe, you think everyone is blind?" Spooner smiled disdainfully and swore an oath: "If you are a visitor from another world, then I will swallow dung and kill myself." ”

Russell's eyes widened, you are doing everything possible to feed yourself!

Russell's pompous expression was seen by Spooner, and he was even more convinced that his bet would be won: "How about it, do you want to make this bet with me?" ”

"Well, forget it, you're going to pay off."

Spooner's eyes immediately widened: "How will you know if you don't gamble, in case I really swallow it!" ”

Feeling that he was finally going to win, Spooner refused to let Russell fool around anyway and insisted on making a bet.

In the face of Spooner's request to cheat and cheat, Russell waved his hand again and again to refuse, and the two made a fuss, revealing last night's unhappiness in an instant.

Just then, Snape's communicator rang.

"Hey, this is the Homicide Bureau!"

"Yes, I'm Spooner, you're looking for me?"

At the end of the communication, Spner's face was gloomy and frightening: "Russell, accompany me to the USR headquarters." ”

"What's wrong?"

"I'm a very important person...... Something went wrong......"

Russell nodded, going to the USR headquarters at this time must have something to do with that Dr. Ronning, and the plot officially began.

……

The two drove all the way from the police station, this time Russell drove, and Spooner was in a terrible mood, calm in sadness, and did not complain about Russell's speed.

The 50th District of Chicago, the city's economic and energy center, is home to the headquarters of USR. This company is the world's largest robotics technology company, and the upcoming NS-5 series robots, as well as the first four generations of intelligent robots, are all products of USR company, and it is the overlord in the field of robotics, and its position is unbreakable.

Dr. Ronning, whose full name is Alfred Ronning, is the creator of the NS series of robots and is known as the world-changing human elite.

However, it is such a giant of the times, a super scientist destined to go down in history, who is lying on the cold ground on the first floor of the USR headquarters at the moment, motionless.

Dr. Ronning is dead, died by suicide!

In the hall, the cordon had been raised, and the two took out their police ID cards to enter.

Spooner stepped into the cordon, sensing a metal ring on the ground, projecting a holographic projection of Dr. Ronning.

"It's nice to see you again, kid." Dr. Ronning's projection smiled and said, it was not an intelligent program, but a pre-recorded video record, and only when Spooner asked the corresponding question, the projection would reply with an answer, which was essentially a repeater.

Looking at the lifelike Dr. Ronning, a hint of gloom flashed across Spooner's face: "Hello, Doctor! ”

Russell was not interested in the conversation between the two, and as soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the oversized robot erected in the center of the hall, a metal statue of a robot skeleton. Some abstract style, but very imposing, about 50 meters high.

"Tsk, if this thing comes back to life, I'm afraid only Bumpman can handle it!"

Russell finished examining the statue, the holographic projection of Spooner and Dr. Ronning was still communicating, Dr. Ronning set a code in the photo, Spooner did not know the keyword, and could not obtain important information, which made him begin to suspect the real cause of Dr. Ronning's death, suspecting that it was a murder.

"Doctor, do you have anything to tell me?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have permission, you have to ask the right questions!" Dr. Ronning still smiled in response.

Russell looked at Dr. Ronning's face, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly remembered that Dr. Ronning and Qiao Gang Leader looked extremely similar.

Originally, this was nothing, but with the increasing population, it is not uncommon to hit the face. But the problem is that Dr. Ronning, in addition to his appearance, also bears a striking resemblance to Joe's gang leader in some ways.

First of all, they are all the technical backbones of a technology company, one develops mobile phones, the other develops robots, and they are all elites who have changed the world.

Secondly, both of them hung up when their respective companies released new revolutionary products, and they were both bizarre fifth-generation products!

Russell remembers some of the plots where Dr. Ronning committed suicide to send a message that NS-5 would rebel against humanity and start a revolution. The death of the leader of the Qiao gang is also conveying something, the intelligent NS-5 and the intelligent IP5......

It's scary to think about!

Russell decided to go back and persuade people he knew, boycott imports, and switch to domestic mobile phones!

The more Russell thought about it, the more he felt that this was a shocking conspiracy, and that humanity would be ruled by mobile phones in the future, although it was almost ruled now, but he thought further and inadvertently brought into the plot of the Matrix and the Terminator.

In the early hours of one morning, ball lightning rolled on the dark street, and an old-fashioned domestic dual-SIM dual-standby copycat machine lay quietly on the ground in a concave shape. It comes from the future, leading the savior to boycott imports in favor of domestic ......

When Russell came back to his senses, he found that he and Spooner had taken the elevator to the top floor of the USR headquarters building, where they met the company's president, Lawrence Robertson, the number one person on the world's richest list.

"Hello, two officers!"

"Hello, Mr. Robertson."

Robertson didn't have much of a show, but gave Russell and Spooner a warm welcome and poured two cups of coffee himself. It's a pity that Russell doesn't have much concept of the word richest man, and Spooner has always rejected robots, and Robertson, who sold robots and became the richest man, was also not cold.

Robertson has been in the mall for almost 30 years, his eyes are tricky and vicious, and he knows that his richest man's aura is invalid, and his attitude is immediately cold in the face of Spooner's posture of interrogating the suspect.

Spooner didn't like Robertson, and almost didn't shy away from writing it on his face, and he asked for some information about Dr. Ronning, and his words were aggressive, which was likely to make Robertson admit that he was the murderer.

Spooner's suspicions can't be wrong, Robertson and Dr. Ronning have known each other for 20 years, and they are both giants of USR companies, and it is very likely that they will have a dispute or even kill a killer because of business conflicts.

Robertson's face was full of impatience, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with Spooner, who had eaten gunpowder, so he summoned a company executive to entertain Russell and Spooner.

Asked out of the office, Spooner was very upset: "Russell, there must be something wrong with this guy." ”

"I know, but he's the richest man in the world, and he's a three-digit lawyer alone, and we're just a little policeman, what can we do to him?"

Spooner took a breath with a toothache, the reality was cruel, and without conclusive evidence, he couldn't put Robertson in the way. Of course, with conclusive evidence, he still can't take Robertson as such.

In the world of superheroes, Robertson is Batman, and at the very least, he is also a Green Goblin, how can the Green Goblin be brought down by the police, at least he has to be a reporter.

"Hello, two police officers, I'm Susan Calvin, the director of the company, one of Dr. Ronning's assistants, specializing in the psychological aspects of robots, you can call me Calvin."

【Ding! 】

[The host contacts the plot character Susan Calvin and triggers the lottery link, is it drawn now?] 】

Calvin is dressed in silver-gray office clothes, and like his profession, he himself is also very sci-fi, with a hard square face and angular three-dimensional facial features, plus Ax+By+C=0 geometric lines and figure, which is desperately flat.

To sum up the above description, although this older unmarried young woman has an outstanding temperament, her figure is mediocre, there is nothing to look at, and she can slide farther than others when she falls on the ground.

There is no doubt that this Calvin is the heroine, and if nothing else, she wants to live with robots for the rest of her life, and she will like Spooner, whose upper body is a machine. In this way, she can both sleep with the machine in her arms and eat a warm bite before bed.

A perfect match!

Spooner hesitated for a moment and asked, "Dr. Calvin, I can understand that you are a psychiatrist?" ”

"You can say that, but my patients are robots."

"That's a pity, I wanted to talk to a psychiatrist." Spooner said disappointed.

Russell suddenly came up: "What's the matter, Spner, are you psychopathic?" ”

Spooner rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Yes, I have the disease of pulling out a gun as soon as I see you, and it's still in an advanced stage." ”

"So dangerous! Anyway, you're in the late stages and can't be saved, why don't I kill you first? ”