Jian Yunxian was visiting for the first time and was observing the mechanical operation process with some curiosity. Xiao Yunduo, on the other hand, seemed to be extremely sensitive to this kind of place. Before even entering the door, she was already trembling like a lump of mutton.
Ignoring the father and son, Yi Heye walked straight to the side door, put the recovered chip into the analyzer next to the door, and after the initial screening of the information was completed, his watch beeped several times as the points were credited to his account.
Then he searched the dedicated database and found the chip's whereabouts: "data reset and flowed into the market," followed by the chip's current serial number on the robot.
Yi Heye copied it down and sent it to Song Zhouzhou, asking him to help him locate it.
Jian Yunxian felt inexplicably annoyed: "You could have come to me with these things..."
Find a university professor specializing in criminal psychology? Yi Heye realized he might have let something slip and immediately looked up—
“…Let’s find our dear friend, Little Sheep.” Jian Yunxian changed the subject with difficulty. “There’s absolutely no need to keep bothering Team Leader Song.”
After saying that, he tried to justify himself by saying, "He is, after all, a public official..."
Jian Yunxian seemed unhappy every time Song Zhouzhou was mentioned, and Yi Heye seized this opportunity, seemingly finally finding a chance to turn the tables.
He deliberately said, "But he's willing."
Jian Yunxian struggled to say, "You should be understanding of him; he's very uncomfortable with interacting with people..."
“But it’s okay if he comes into contact with me.” Yi Heye said with some pride, “I’m his only friend, and I’m very special to him.”
He wanted to say that Song Zhouzhou was also his only friend, but after glancing at Jian Yunxian in front of him, he swallowed the words back.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yunxian seemed genuinely displeased. For the first time, he didn't respond to Yi Heye's words and silently turned his back.
But soon, the man regained his composure and continued his question: "So, for Mr. Yi, is there anyone particularly special?"
“For example, the first person you kissed, or your first work partner…” Jian Yun paused, turned around, and looked into that person’s eyes, “And for example, the past, the present, and the future…”
"When Mr. Yi masturbates, whose face does he think of?"
Author's Note:
I suggest that Ms. Mei include these points in her resume.
Chapter 53, number 053
Yi Heye didn't react at first, but after hearing his last sentence, he couldn't help but blush.
He naturally wouldn't answer that question, but after a brief silence, they both seemed to immediately arrive at the same answer.
In fact, Yi Heye was always single-minded and focused when doing anything in the past, including what he said... well, you know.
However, he didn't have the confidence to say that he wouldn't think about anyone. After all, he still vividly remembered who started the fire last night, who kept reigniting it and couldn't put it out, and whose name he cursed when he was exhausted, annoyed, and unable to stop.
His reaction time was incredibly slow. If Jian Yunxian hadn't asked him that question, he would never have realized that there was anything wrong with him thinking about whoever he was thinking about.
But this guy brought it up anyway; he deliberately steered my thoughts in that direction, forcing me to overthink it, and then, once I started thinking, I was completely thrown into a state of confusion…
Thinking of this, Yi Heye was so angry that his fingers trembled—his heart was truly despicable and outrageous!
Yi Heye's neck turned red, and he stared at him for a long time without saying a word. For a moment, he wondered whether he should throw the question back at him—
Most of these highly realistic AIs also possess physiological functions, and this incredibly flamboyant guy in front of us certainly wouldn't be without one.
Can they understand the significance of this for humanity? When they try to disguise themselves as human, do they also learn this behavior? If they do do such a thing, whose face will they be thinking of?
Yi Heye stared intently into his beautiful, emerald-like eyes, swallowing back the question that was about to spill from his lips.
He didn't want to know who Jian Yunxian was thinking of when he was "taking care of personal matters." If the answer was himself, then given the guy's personality, it would seem like he was taking advantage of him again. If the answer wasn't himself...
As soon as the latter hypothesis was started, Yi Heye felt extremely unhappy and even a little disappointed.
This emotion obviously came about for no reason, but he never liked to delve into the problem; he would just stop when he felt annoyed.
Ultimately, it's just that I'm not as shameless as Jian Yunxian.
Yi Heye carefully summarized the reasons.
This issue ended with Jian Yunxian's finger breaking.
This time, Yi Heye was very considerate. Instead of bending his injured hand, he used a middle finger that looked healthier to bend it—the sound was crisp and pleasant, much better than when he had bent it before. Yi Heye felt a sense of regret for not having met him sooner.
After a muffled groan of pain, Jian Yunxian skillfully pulled a portable first-aid kit from the little cloud's fur, took out a splint and a roll of gauze, and bandaged and secured the wound.
The entire movement was fluid and seamless, clearly the work of a seasoned veteran.
After tying him up, Jian Yunxian, as if showing off, held up his middle finger to Yi Heye: "Look, isn't that amazing?"
Yi Heye stared at his right hand, which was pointing the middle finger, and pointed at the mountain of electronic waste behind him with a forced smile: "All the AIs that have ever given me the middle finger end up like this."
Jian Yunxian hadn't learned how to treat a secondary fracture, so she quickly and obediently put her middle finger away and stopped dancing on the leopard's whiskers.
Finally getting back on track, Yi Heye explained to Jian Yunxian, "That's the chip I retrieved from the Doomsday Wheel. It might contain AI chips that exhibit drug-related behaviors. I want to investigate whether there are any anomalies."
The two were just about to leave while chatting when they saw the empty skateboard and realized that Little Cloud hadn't followed.
Jian Yunxian searched around for a while but couldn't find the sheep, so she quickly went back to look for it.
There were incinerators and dismantling machines everywhere, so it was quite dangerous to run around. Yi Heye quickly followed and scolded, "Look at you, what kind of father are you? You can't even take care of your child."
Jian Yunxian quickly admitted her mistake: "It's my fault, it's my fault."
The two of them called out Little Cloud's name as they searched from the recycling station to the garbage mountain behind it. After searching for nearly an hour, they finally found a big, white butt bobbing around behind a pile of disassembled parts.
Yi Heye disliked unruly children. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to go and beat up the sheep, but when he got there, he saw that the guy was rubbing his butt up and face against the ground like a white caterpillar.
This action is not very common for sheep, but it is quite familiar when applied to other animals—the little cloud in front of us has a gesture that is seven parts infatuation and three parts infatuation. To put it nicely, it looks like a cat that has just seen catnip; to put it bluntly, it looks like a dog that has smelled poop.
In two words, it's intoxicating.
This was the first time Jian Yunxian had ever seen it like this. Forgetting about disciplining the child, she quickly grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and pulled it away from the garbage heap.
As soon as I let go, the little cloud seemed to be bewitched and immediately clung back to me, continuing to wriggle and rub against me with blissful abandon.
After repeating this three times, the two men focused their attention on the pile of garbage in front of them.
As a result, when Yi Heye bent down to take a look, Xiao Yunduo pushed him aside with her ram's horn—it seemed that she thought he was in the way and blocking her from seriously taking out the trash.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately reached a consensus. The next second, Jian Yunxian grabbed Xiaoyunduo's horns from behind, and Yi Heye quickly searched through the pile of original documents in front of him.
After searching for a while, they found a completely broken fragment of a robot chip. As soon as Xiaoyunduo saw it, she kicked her legs and broke free from Jian Yunxian's control, rushing over on all fours.
Seeing this, Yi Heye quickly reached out and stopped the sheep's head from hurtling towards him.
The little cloud, which was blocked, dangled in mid-air, its front hooves pawing at the ground, looking on with longing.
Yi Heye examined the broken chip for a few seconds, then exchanged glances with Jian Yunxian, confirming that this was the thing that had driven Xiaoyunduo mad.
Seeing that the little cloud was about to rush over and was completely out of control, Jian Yunxian could only touch the back of its head, find the power button, and press it with a "click".
With a "baa," the excited little fat pig in front of me rolled its eyes and collapsed like a lump of soft mud.
The way the little cloud approached the chip resembled someone who was under the influence of drugs and had lost their senses. At that moment, Yi Heye's strong intuition told him that this chip was inextricably linked to the entire drug case.
Yi Heye glanced at Jian Yunxian, who was busy cleaning up the sheep mud on the ground, then turned around and went to the analyzer to retrieve the chip's data.
The chip analyzer can read the information contained in the chip, but since this chip was not recovered by Yi Heye himself, his authority is limited to seeing the time and place of recovery, as well as basic information about the recoverer.
The chip in front of us, which looks like it has some medicinal properties, was recovered by a hunter codenamed "Moon".
Yi Heye felt that the name looked familiar, until he opened the hunting rankings and saw the name that was ranked below his own ID and closely following it.
If I remember correctly, three months ago, "Moon" was an unknown rookie hunter. But somehow, he has quietly surpassed a group of experienced hunters and is now ranked second in the hunting rankings.
—Although I am still twice as far as Yi Heye’s incredible points.
He wanted to figure out what was going on with the chip, and his immediate priority was to find Moon and use his TA privileges to read the information hidden inside the chip.
He opened the private chat system of the other party and found that the other party had been online three minutes ago, and suddenly became a little nervous.
It had nothing to do with who the other party was; it was simply because he had never privately messaged any of his peers in the group—this hunting information exchange group was like a dead place, with no one making a sound. Yi Heye didn't really like communicating with his peers either, and he had never bothered with it before.
Yi Heye stared at his ID—"World's Number One Sheep Slaughterer"—and seemed to sense Jian Yunxian's gaze from behind, so he quietly turned his back.
Before Moon could reply, Jian Yunxian's quiet voice came over: "Mr. Yi?"
The man, known as the "world's number one sheep butcher," coughed awkwardly. Fortunately, Moon replied to his message at that moment.
The guy agreed to meet at the city square at 7 p.m., which was so quick that Yi Heye began to worry that there might be a trap.
Yi Heye pondered for a moment, then glanced at Jian Yunxian again, thinking that it wasn't a big problem. Anyway, he wasn't alone; if he was going to cheat, he would cheat a pair, so there would be no problem.
He glanced at the time; it would be almost seven o'clock by the time they got there. The two set off.
This time, there was no need for the little skateboard. Little Cloud was sticking out its tongue and rolling its eyes when Jian Yunxian hoisted it onto his shoulder.
This scene was witnessed by an elderly scavenger passing by, who called out to them, "Wow! Such a fat sheep! How much per pound?!"
Yi Heye laughed and turned around to shout, "Two hundred and fifty!"
The old man was furious: "Are you robbing me?!"
Having failed in his robbery attempt, Yi Heye whistled in a cocky manner and drove extremely fast through the garbage dump, kicking up a cloud of silver dust.
The recycling station is neither too close nor too far from the central square, which is arguably the most bustling downtown area in District D, crowded, chaotic, and lively.
As soon as the car turned onto the side road, they felt a huge flow of people. Everyone seemed to be looking at the square and crowding around, like rivers that eventually converged in the same place.
Sure enough, there must be some kind of event going on. Looking up, you could see one floating screen after another, playing eye-catching advertisements on a loop: "Tonight, a grand band party will be held in the city square. Bands from all corners of District D will gather here to present a spectacular performance."
Yi Heye wasn't interested in the performance; he just urged Jian Yunxian to contact Moon.
While carrying the sheep, Jian Yunxian struggled to communicate, and soon he leaned over to say to Yi Heye, "It's at the Perfect Beauty store near the center of the street."
Before getting off the bus, Jian Yunxian asked Yi Heye to put the chip into a special box. After testing it many times and confirming that Xiaoyunduo would not suddenly go crazy again, she put the dazed little lamb back on the ground with peace of mind.
It was Yi Heye's first time meeting someone in such a place, and he felt a little strange, but he still pulled Jian Yunxian along with him—if there was a trap, even if there was one, he wouldn't be the only one to die.
Perhaps it was because he had visited too many strange places these past few days, but Yi Heye viewed these shops with prejudice, always feeling that something about them was not proper.
At the entrance, a row of girls were getting facials, massages, and manicures in the lobby. They all cast curious glances at the two men who entered one after the other.
Yi Heye was shy and afraid of being stared at, so he quickly pulled Jian Yunxian towards the inner room. Before they even opened the door, they heard a clear, playful voice from inside: "What are you doing? I just think blue eyeshadow looks the best!"
For a moment, Yi Heye thought he had gone to the wrong place, but Jian Yunxian patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he hadn't, until he pushed open the door—
In the dressing room in front of her, a short-haired girl in her early twenties sat in the middle, surrounded by a group of strangely dressed men, some holding powder puffs and others holding eyeshadow palettes, all seemingly wanting to show off their skills.
Meanwhile, a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old stood with her arms crossed, shaking her head: "If anyone dares to use blue, I'll cut off their hand."
The dressing room was bustling with activity when Yi Heye pushed open the door, drawing their attention. Everyone turned around, and the short-haired girl in the middle was the first to laugh and wave at him: "Hey! Xiao Ye!"