“I’m not here to do good deeds,” Yi Heye said. “Focus on your treatment. I have many questions for you.”
Although she seemed fine when she was talking to him, by the time the ambulance arrived, she was nearly unconscious. The paramedics hurriedly said a few words and carried her away. Yi Heye only knew that she would be sent directly to the ICU, and whether she would survive was up to fate.
This incident completely ruined his work mood. He leaned against the wall dejectedly and lit another cigarette until the taste of the smoke made his mouth feel bitter, then frowned and went to find Xiaoming.
Xiao Ming was charging his car in the temporary parking lot when he saw Yi Heye arrive. He immediately turned on his headlights excitedly to welcome him.
The way he excitedly rocked the car back and forth was like a puppy waiting for its owner to come home, which reminded Yi Heye of the little cloud that Jian Yunxian had taken away.
Thinking back, I realized that I had bought a little nest and hay for Xiaoyunduo, and I would often take him out for walks. In comparison, I seemed to have given Xiaoming much less care and attention.
So he casually mentioned, "How about I buy you a temperature-controlled, independent little garage later? The kind you've always wanted."
Just as Xiaoming was about to start the car with a "beep beep," upon hearing this, the indicator lights on the panel lit up several degrees: "Really?! Did I do something praiseworthy recently?"
"No, don't overthink it." Yi Heye didn't bother to make the conversation too warm, and just said indifferently, "I have too much spare money lately and I want to find a place to spend it."
"Yes!" Xiaoming said sweetly, "I want one that can wash itself automatically~ I also want to be a little car that smells nice all the time~"
“Okay.” Yi Heye nodded, then paused and added, “Don’t use any consonant sounds when you talk to me.”
Xiao Ming immediately replied in a very deep, gruff voice, "Okay!"
Yi Heye remained silent and drove back on his motorcycle. After a long, long silence between the two, Xiaoming finally couldn't help but say, "...Yebao, I think you've changed a lot lately."
Yi Heye was stunned for a moment and did not reply—he was not particularly surprised by what Xiaoming said.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiaoming thought for a moment and then tentatively whispered, "I feel that Yebao is a very warm person now, and we have a kind of family feeling between us..."
Yi Heye pursed his lips, hesitated, and then reached out to turn off Xiaoming's voice system.
What Xiaoming said was actually not wrong—he used to be hostile to any artificial intelligence and psychologically distant from it, even Xiaoming, who had risked his life with him.
He treated them as tools to get the job done, numbing himself into a hunting machine.
In his eyes, artificial intelligence is divided into only two types: "hunting targets" and "hunting tools," and it is impossible for them to have any emotional connection.
Even now, Yi Heye still feels that it was an extremely comfortable state—he would not overstep his authority to interfere in any cases unrelated to his duties, he would not be led around by the nose by any artificial intelligence, he would not show any unnecessary emotions for the people and things around him, and he would never stop for even a second for a prostitute who had been violated.
That was all before he met Jian Yunxian.
Even now, he's like a newly manufactured robot that's just been fitted with emotions and desires, unable to adapt to all this unfamiliar stuff.
That feeling of disorientation and confusion was like a rejection reaction to a new prosthetic limb, making this body, which was not suited to emotional thinking, suffer terribly.
He doesn't know how to deal with his love, hate, and compassion. Whenever he starts to confront and think about these things, he becomes sensitive, anxious, and overly compassionate due to excessive massage.
He became more lenient, hesitant, and indecisive, to the point that he would occasionally despise himself.
Damn it, it's all Jian Yunxian's fault.
Whenever he couldn't figure something out, he would attribute all the problems to Jian Yunxian, which would quickly make him see the light.
Once the car returned to the Artificial Intelligence Administration Bureau, Yi Heye was once again the energetic Mr. Cheetah, every cell in his body clamoring to bring SHEEP to justice.
Upon returning to the bureau, Yi Heye immediately rushed to Director Li's office and reported the situation to him:
"Director Li, is there any policy from the government? I met a girl today who said that if she doesn't pay her debts, she'll be sent to Zone E..."
Before he could finish speaking, Director Li waved his hand and told him to sit down.
He said, "Let's put the matter in Zone E aside for now. There shouldn't be any problems there; everything has been investigated and cleared up."
Yi Heye was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what he meant: "...What?"
Li Jue had roughly guessed that he would react this way, and placed the prepared documents and pictures in front of him: "The identity information of the person you arrested a few days ago who was suspected of fleeing from Zone E has been verified - he is not a criminal identified by law enforcement agencies. He is one of the functional robots that were uniformly assigned to Zone E to perform service tasks, so the nature of the crime is not as bad as you might think."
The fact that the functional robot left Zone E means that the severity of the matter has changed from a prison break to the capture of a deserter. From a societal perspective, the harm is indeed much less.
“…A functional robot?” Yi Heye understood this as well, but after thinking about it carefully, he still frowned. “Why would a functional robot have the idea of escaping?”
Functional robots mean that these robots do not have a complete emotional system. Their sense of obedience is far greater than the free will generated by simulating humans. Their lives are dedicated to serving humans until death. Due to the lack of self-awareness, it is almost impossible for them to produce any behavior that violates the rules.
Therefore, the only possibility that Yi Heye could think of was that someone had asked him to do this.
"This matter has been thoroughly investigated," Director Li said. "It was due to an operational error by the staff that the wrong instruction code was implanted in him, causing him to develop independent consciousness and thus perform this series of actions."
Yi Heye became more and more confused as he listened, and almost laughed in exasperation: "Listen to yourself, is this excuse reasonable?"
Seeing his expression, Director Li had no choice but to sigh and say, "Xiao Yi, in short, let's not investigate this matter for now. It's truly just an isolated case, and according to our observations and follow-up, it hasn't caused any subsequent problems. We've confirmed with Area E that any potential management loopholes have been promptly fixed, so there's really no need to pursue it any further..."
Yi Heye could not accept this explanation and result. He originally wanted to tell Director Li about the fact that the piercing technician was also a suspected fugitive. However, he suddenly felt that entrusting this matter to them was not as reliable as he had imagined. So he chose to quietly hide the only clues he had.
He felt he might need to investigate further himself.
In the following week, everything seemed to return to peace. The bureau and cyber security were busy tracking down the clues left by SHEEP, while Pei Xiangjin and the security department were gradually cleaning up the mess left behind. Everyone tacitly put the E-zone case behind them, without mentioning, discussing, or asking about it.
Yi Heye had been quiet for a long time, but one day he couldn't resist any longer and secretly logged onto the bureau's intranet computer—
He wanted to check on the cases in District E, even just knowing a little more information would put his mind at ease. As soon as he opened the search system and entered keywords, a familiar cartoon sheep head appeared on the screen.
"Dudu!" The little lamb stood in front of the screen, first performing a hot pole dance for him, and finally crossing its hooves to make a "NO" sign, "No way!"
Author's Note:
Wild Treasure: Thanks for the invitation. The way you guys are doing this makes me even more determined to find out the truth. (Curious cat face)
Chapter 137 (Number 137)
Yi Heye was already feeling guilty, afraid that he would be discovered secretly looking up information he shouldn't have.
He imagined security guards suddenly appearing to check the rooms, Director Li suddenly returning to inspect, and even Pei Xiangjin possibly setting a trap for him here. But he never expected that when he opened the webpage, he would see a little lamb dancing in front of him.
Even though the hot music on the desktop had stopped for about half a minute, Yi Heye still couldn't react.
His mind was filled with images of the little lamb's snow-white, pert bottom and its tender, tiny tail.
Her dance moves and figure were in no way inferior to those of Xiao Daji; for a moment, Yi Heye even felt he had chosen the wrong profession—
The border lost a great new star.
Seeing that Yi Heye's gaze lingered on her, the little lamb skillfully tiptoed, as if wearing high heels, and walked confidently and sexily to the screen: "Did you like it? Do you want me to dance another one?"
Upon hearing him speak, Yi Heye snapped out of his daze—he felt like he had gone mad, actually managing to see things like "sexy" and "borderline" in a sheep.
Yi Heye glanced at the lamb on the screen, pinched his brow to force himself to calm down, then raised his head and commanded expressionlessly, "Get out of the way."
The lamb turned around, raised its tail at him, and said cheekily, "No!"
Yi Heye looked at his white, plump buttocks, propped his chin up, and teased, "If you're so capable, try twisting Jian Yunxian's body."
Upon hearing this, the little lamb covered its chest in terror, looking as if it had been sexually assaulted: "Pervert!"
Unlike Jian Yunxian's unapproachable face, this little lamb always gave Yi Heye the feeling that he would be in big trouble if he didn't tease him. Most importantly, the guy was very cooperative and even enjoyed being teased by him. It was a case of one being willing to tease and the other being willing to be teased.
Yi Heye poked the guy's butt a few times with the mouse, until the guy was rolling around on the ground, clutching his tail and bleating for mercy. Only then did Yi Heye stop, satisfied.
Then, the two, one human and one sheep, fell into a silent understanding and exchanged a glance across the screen.
"Get out of the way." "No."
—The conversation just happened again.
Yi Heye could tell that he was deliberately trying to stop him, but he wasn't in a hurry. He propped his head up and looked at him, saying, "Give me a reason."
The little lamb probably didn't expect him not to be angry. She turned around with some surprise and looked at him seriously: "Because there's nothing you want to know there."
Yi Heye didn't speak, but his expression told him—look at what you're saying, do you think I believe you or not?
The little lamb pouted angrily, crossed its arms, and said, "It's dangerous there! Running there will only get you hurt, you won't gain anything!"
“I didn’t say I was going over there,” Yi Heye said, pointing to the documents. “I just wanted to look up some information to satisfy my curiosity, is that not allowed?”
The little lamb sneered, "Could your excuse be any more flimsy?"
Neither of them were fools; they could see right through each other's hidden thoughts, which led to another deadlock in the conversation.
Yi Heye looked at those round, lamb-like eyes, pondered for a long time, and then shrugged: "Okay, then that's settled. Can I stop investigating?"
The little lamb was taken aback by his straightforwardness. It scrutinized him carefully for a long time before saying, "You have to keep your word!"
Yi Heye was too lazy to say anything more and waved his hand, intending to turn off the computer.
Seeing him about to leave, the little lamb couldn't help but call him back and ask, "Speaking of which—"
Yi Heye raised his eyes, urging him to speak quickly with his gaze.
Then he saw the little lamb on the screen blink, bring its face close to the screen, and then point to his collar with its little hoof.
Yi Heye lowered his head—today he was wearing a rather loose-fitting wide-necked T-shirt, which naturally revealed his collarbone and the pair of studs on it.
He chuckled, raised an eyebrow, and pulled his collar up to cover the two nails, blocking the lamb's view.
The little lamb got angry again when it saw his action, its cheeks puffed up like two inflated marshmallows: "Did you do this yourself?"
Yi Heye especially liked seeing him angry, so he deliberately teased him, saying, "Of course not, someone else was hitting me on the chest."
"...?!" The lamb was so angry it was speechless, its little hooves trembling. "...Who did this?!"
Yi Heye laughed: "We have no relationship whatsoever, you're being too nosy."
These words filled the little lamb with shame and indignation. Just as she was about to jump up and down, Yi Heye interrupted her spellcasting and quickly closed the page and shut down the computer.
Watching the lamb and his anger disappear from the screen, Yi Heye was in a good mood. He pretended to be indifferent and slowly got up and left the computer room.
He casually strolled around the office building, did a set of exercises in the training room, took a shower, and went to the cafeteria to grab some snacks.
It seems he wanted to show everyone that "everything was normal" for him.
It turned out that he had indeed fooled everyone. Director Li even praised him for being very sensible lately. Yi Heye nodded obediently and watched him leave.
Once he slipped out of the office building unnoticed, the relaxed expression on his face immediately vanished.
Yi Heye frowned, quickly ran to the parking lot, leaped onto Xiaoming, and called Song Zhouzhou: "Hello? Team Leader Song!"
Upon hearing him address him that way, Song Zhouzhou immediately knew what was going on: "What do you want me to do for you now?"
Yi Heye liked this guy's straightforward personality and cheerfully said, "Help me install an anti-tracking system, a high-level one, so you can treat the other party like SHEEP."
"Damn it." Upon hearing his analogy, Song Zhouzhou couldn't sit still any longer. "Then I can't defend against that."
"Let me give you an example," Yi Heye said. "It means just arrange the highest level for me."
Song Zhouzhou responded, his voice sounding tired again—after just a few words, he had already exhausted his social quota for the entire day.