Chapter 697: Your Eyes Tell Me (3)

That's why the scene that seemed so dangerous that a traffic accident just now didn't appear at all.

He didn't know why he kept looking at this woman like that.

Obviously, I searched the database of my brain for a long time, and I didn't have any data to meet her often.

But that's how he felt.

He should have known her.

And it's familiar.

Her every reaction didn't escape his eyes.

But he wisely chose not to mention it.

It's not that he's afraid she'll be cranky, he's not yet at the point where he can have such thoughts.

Maybe it's because of this overhaul, what is the robot's job, and what kind of distance should be kept from real humans?

This thought had more accurate data in his mind.

In fact, at this time, he boldly proposed to send her home, which should not have been done.

But he found something very strange.

All of his thoughts and actions are directed by the cerebral cortex, and he looks like a real human.

But his brain architecture is completely different from that of a real human.

His mind is full of precise data, and he will make the most accurate judgment as soon as he sees or perceives anything that is happening.

To put it simply, he doesn't have any autonomous thinking.

But the analysis of his cerebral cortex data just now, from the time he temporarily intended to appear in front of her, there was already a tendency to crash.

He tried to go to her, but the data analyzed by his cerebral cortex was frantically stopping.

This led to the fact that he was a top athlete and fell on the flat ground with a dog.

Fortunately, the woman in front of him was not frightened by him, although it did exude an aura of fear and fear from all over her body.

But after she saw who he was, even the expression on her face didn't change much.

But he could read the change in the light in her eyes.

After she saw that it was him, the panic that was still full of load just now suddenly turned into a safe and relaxed look.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself.

Perhaps because of his status as a policeman, seeing the police when ordinary citizens are in danger will naturally dissipate some fear.

At least know you're safe.

But her change in reaction was not just the relief and relaxation of ordinary citizens when they encountered danger.

It's the kind of surprise and happiness that I met again after I haven't seen him for a long time.

Yes, she's happy.

If only he and she had never had contact outside of work, as the database in his brain recorded.

Then she would never have such a look when she saw him.

Only when she has been intimate will she have the natural relaxed posture of her.

In other words, the two of them should have had a good relationship before.

But it's definitely not in a relationship.

Although he has no feelings, let alone love, this does not mean that he does not understand this field.

On the contrary, in every field of human beings, he will be an expert in it if he wants to.

It's just that there is no need for it, and he doesn't have this ambition, and he doesn't have any desire for power.

All he needs to do is successfully complete the work and responsibilities that he carries, and that's the true meaning of his existence as a robot.

This was an order that the Institute had instilled in him from the time he was still codenamed One.

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