At this moment, Jian Yunxian had already sat down at the table, flipping through a thick book in his hand. He seemed to have come across something interesting, and a smile flickered in his emerald green eyes.
Yi Heye was stunned for a moment before finally lowering his gaze.
To date, he has not obtained any evidence that Jian Yunxian is an AI.
But he wasn't in a hurry, after all, the night was still long—as long as he slowly drained his battery, the guy would eventually make a mistake.
And so, Yi Heye patiently sat in front of the screen, watching Jian Yunxian read a book while drinking milk with his knees drawn up to his chest.
The man sitting at the table certainly looked like a professor—his back was ramrod straight, his glasses perched on his nose, and wisps of hair fell across his forehead. His elegant fingers twirled a fountain pen, leaving delicate handwriting on the paper.
Yi Heye wasn't a very patient person, but he stared at Jian Yunxian reading until almost midnight—long past his normal bedtime—but surprisingly, he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Finally, after drinking his third glass of milk, Jian Yunxian closed the book and slowly stood up.
Yi Heye put down his cup and stared intently at Jian Yunxian's movements.
Jian Yunxian gracefully took off her coat, straightened it, and hung it on the coat rack.
Then the person drew back the curtains and reached out to loosen the buttons on their collar.
Yi Heye's gaze was fixed on his fingers, and his heart pounded wildly as he slightly curled his knuckles.
Humans and AI are ultimately different in appearance. Even if clothes can conceal the difference, once the disguise is removed, it will inevitably escape the eyes of a top hunter.
He watched as Jian Yunxian's fingers unbuttoned the top button, then watched him brush towards the button below.
As the neckline continued to open, Yi Heye's heart pounded even harder.
His physique was also perfect; his broad shoulders and narrow waist were extremely pleasing to the eye under the white shirt, and his long neck line connected with his beautiful collarbone, making his whole person look more three-dimensional.
At this moment, Jian Yunxian's hair was slightly disheveled by his collar, and his cheeks were flushed in the temperature-controlled room, revealing an unusual languor and sexiness.
But Yi Heye wasn't focused on those other things; he was intently watching Jian Yunxian's hand, eagerly awaiting his unbuttoning of the most important button—
This is a set of judgment methods that he developed himself, and it will never make a mistake. No matter how sophisticated the AI is, there will always be a slightly different patch of skin on its chest.
Behind that lies their core battery, their heart—that is the irrefutable proof that Jian Yunxian is an AI.
Amidst the clearly audible sound of his own heartbeat, Yi Heye saw the fingertips touching the button, and even noticed the slight exertion of force by the man.
The button slowly slipped out of its hole. With just a gentle twist of two fingers, the secret on his chest would be revealed, and his lies would vanish into thin air.
Just a second before the button came undone, and just before Yi Heye had gotten up to secure the evidence, the man suddenly stopped.
The next second, those captivating emerald eyes suddenly turned towards the other side of the screen, as if they were meeting Yi Heye's gaze in front of the screen.
Yi Heye felt a pang of fear and was about to back away when he saw the man lift up the camera—the image tilted slightly upwards, as if he were reaching out to lift his chin.
"You're being very naughty," Jian Yunxian said with a smile, her eyes crinkling. "Are you really planning to keep watching until I'm completely naked?"
Author's Note:
From now on, updates will be at 6 PM every night, mwah~
Chapter 11, number 011
The last time Yi Heye felt such a strong sense of social dread was when SHEEP discovered the Level 7 Sheep Number.
Upon reflection, it's highly likely that he was defeated twice by the same person, and Yi Heye felt like killing someone.
He snapped the screen off, picked up the half-full glass of milk in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Then, to make matters worse, he donned the alias "Yi Meimei" and infiltrated the SHEEP forum.
It was still a group of people shouting—
"Did Boss Mei stir-fry leopard today?"
"Please share the novel 'Sheep and Leopard Little Phoenix'."
"Wishing Sheep Stir-fried with Leopard!"
Yi Heye's head was pounding with anger. He scrolled to the bottom and finally saw a humble yet out-of-place message:
"Sometimes I'd like to see a leopard up there too qwq"
Enraged, Yi Heye automatically translated the sentence as "stir-fry Jian Yunxian," and was just about to like it when he saw a uniform set of replies below:
"Navel oranges!"
"Navel oranges!"
"Navel oranges!"
Oh shit.
Yi Heye's anger finally reached its peak. He took a shower and crawled into bed in frustration—it was almost one o'clock, and this person had wasted three hours of his life.
If you round it up, he's basically a murderer.
Yi Heye, who was used to going to bed early and waking up early, felt sleepy the moment his head hit the pillow. Just a second before he was about to drift off, his long reflexes finally jolted him awake.
Damn it, I bet they found out a long time ago that I was spying on Jian Yunxian!
From subtly implying he was watching porn after getting into the car, to pretending to read a book all night, it was all a pretense for Yi Heye to see.
Thinking about all this, Yi Heye was so angry that he couldn't sleep.
This is the second time he has suffered from insomnia in recent years. The first time was when he was caught by SHEEP while browsing forums. Just thinking about that made it twice as hard to fall asleep.
The next day, urged on by his biological clock, Yi Heye got up early with dark circles under his eyes.
Yesterday, in a fit of anger, I used up all the milk powder I had stored, and now he has no more to drink and I have to go downstairs to buy a can.
He walked confidently to the nearby supermarket, found his favorite sweet-flavored children's nutritional milk powder, and paid—
"Beep—Your spending limit has been exceeded. You need your guardian's approval to make the purchase."
In that instant, Yi Heye felt as if his world had stopped turning.
He allowed himself half a minute to clear his mind, and then made a judgment—if he saw Jian Yunxian again, he might be so angry that he would die, but without milk, he wanted to die right now.
So he still managed to dial Jian Yunxian's number with difficulty.
Yi Heye: "You don't need to come over, just grant me the permissions remotely."
Jian Yunxian ignored his words: "I'm coming right away."
Ten minutes later, the man, leading his large, fat sheep, arrived at the supermarket entrance using some kind of high-speed movement method.
He generously waved his hand and bought the can of milk powder for Yi Heye, who had money to burn.
Jian Yunxian: "So it turns out it's still a little leopard that hasn't been weaned yet."
Yi Heye hugged the milk powder tightly: "..."
Fortunately, Jian Yunxian was very sensible and did not mention the incident of being caught spying last night, leaving all the awkwardness to remain silent.
Thinking about what happened last night, Yi Heye almost couldn't help but curse out loud.
Just as he was about to discard Jian Yunxian after she had served her purpose and send her away, a message came through on his communicator.
He looked down and saw that his location message had already been sent out—it seemed that Officer Pei had already started working early in the morning.
Earlier, a police car slowly drove up to the building where Chen Sike lived.
In the passenger seat, Yu Yili was nervously fiddling with the seatbelt—this kind of crossbody strap was practically his nemesis.
Pei Xiangjin, who was used to this, chose to ignore it: "You mean, the other victims may also have been electrocuted? Then why weren't they detected in the previous autopsies?"
Yu Yili chose to give up struggling, and simply closed his eyes, out of sight, out of mind: "I guess it might be related to X100."
Pei Xiangjin's gaze turned serious: "X100?"
As a potent new type of drug, X100 was immediately targeted for crackdown by the Security Department as soon as it hit the market. Therefore, it is understandable that Officer Pei is sensitive to this term.
“Yes, I suspect that the electric shock itself was technically disguised, preventing the current from forming a spot on the surface of the corpse.” Yu Yili remained with his eyes closed, resting. “X100, as a morphine-like drug, can directly damage the brain and nervous system, and can also cause brain-computer interface disorder. Therefore, it is very likely the direct cause of the disguise failing.”
In these cases, the only deceased person found to have electrical discharge marks was also the only one among them with a history of drug use. If it weren't for this unexpected event, they wouldn't have connected these victims and reconsidered the true cause of their deaths.
Of course, this is just a guess based on the available information. Their purpose for this trip is to find the object that caused the electric shock, take it back for experiments, and verify their idea.
Finally, they arrived. Yu Yili closed his eyes and unbuckled his seatbelt. He only opened his eyes after he had climbed out of the car in the dark.
"In other words, Yi Heye's suspicion has been completely cleared, hasn't it?" Yu Yili said. "Even if he fired that shot, shooting a dead person would not have been illegal for a long time."
Pei Xiangjin: "Regardless of whether this case is related to him or not, he is our key person to be under our care."
“This man has a wild temper and no sense of morality whatsoever. If he gets out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable,” Pei Xiangjin said. “What’s more, he hasn’t explained to me what exactly happened with that shot.”
As they chatted, the two arrived at Chen Sike's house.
Seeing the boy's bloodshot eyes, they identified themselves as police officers and showed him their identification.
Chen Sike, his eyelids swollen, asked, "...Didn't those two officers just come here yesterday?"
Pei Xiangjin and Yu Yili exchanged a glance, just about to ask something, when they received a location message from an unknown number—two fixed-point images, sent only if Pei Xiangjin entered the vicinity of the residence.
The first picture is a white VR gaming headset, and if I'm not mistaken, the background of the picture is the home of the boy in front of us.
The second image is a close-up of the helmet's interior, showing the data connector. If you look closely, you can see a tiny, almost invisible dot circled and marked:
"A 0.1mm diameter fossil spot."
Aside from photos and labels, there was nothing else, but the amount of information was enough to save them the trouble of conducting a screening.
“The current intensity matches, this should be it,” Yu Yili said. “Awesome, we’ve met a living saint.”
Pei Xiangjin didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes, looked up and asked, "One of the two police officers was leading a sheep, right?"
"Ah, yes," Chen Sike said, still savoring the moment, "What a huge sheep, like a hairy little piglet, so fat..."
...
Achoo!
At that moment, a coquettish sneeze came from beside Jian Yunxian, which made Yi Heye turn around in horror.
Yi Heye: "It can actually sneeze?!"
Jian Yunxian: "Kittens and puppies sneeze too, why can't Little Cloud?"
After saying that, she scolded again, "Little Cloud, I told you not to sleep on the floor at night, now you've caught a cold."
Little Cloud: "Meow."