Chapter 102 Machine Freak

Qian Taiduo didn't meet Yuan Yi this weekend, and Liu Xun's words before he left were deeply touched by him.

It can no longer be so ambiguous. He can see Yuan Yi's little girl's unconcealed thoughts. The 18-year-old girl can't hide anything in her heart and shows it vividly in front of him. Previously, because of some subconscious psychology and an excuse for Wen Yaming to send flowers, Qian Taiduo could still deceive herself and Yuan Yi came and went, but if it goes on like this, it will not only make the little girl sink deeper.

Completely break off the relationship!

This is Qian Taiduo's idea at this time, and he decided not to contact each other anymore. Yuan Yi sent a text message. He didn't reply and pretended to be away when he called. If he couldn't stand it, he picked it up and said a few words, and then hung up without salt, making the little girl feel his indifference. He believes that Yuan Yi may be sad for a while if it goes on like this, but it won't be long before he can forget him. Anyway, Qian Taiduo is not an outstanding figure. Without him, the earth will rotate like, and the sun will rise from the east and set from the west as usual.

When he arrived at the office on Monday, Wen Yaming really stopped sending flowers to him. I think he was woken up by Wen Yadong on the weekend. On this afternoon, he personally left the office with a bouquet of flowers. It seemed that he was still ready to send flowers in person to move Yuan Yi.

On the contrary, Qian Taiduo couldn't figure out what was going on in Wen Sange's heart. Do you like it? Don't like it?

If he just wants to pick up girls to play, he should not ask Qian Taiduo to send flowers for a period of time and then go back to battle in person. At this time, the image in front of the girl has been completely destroyed, and it seems that it is too late to make up for the dead sheep. But if he is serious, why would he be so stupid to ask Qian Taiduo to help send flowers? What about the decision? After thinking about it, only words such as pus and head show can be explained.

After work, Qian Taiduo wandered around the street. At this time, he didn't want to go home, because he was afraid that Yuan Yi would come to watch him. At the same time, he has been a little weak about looking for Peng Yu recently. Yuan Yi's incident has enlightened him. Since he can't promise anything to Peng Yu, don't go to find her and pester her. Maybe the two will never meet. When she finds a new home, it will be the best ending.

The night is rising and the neon flashes.

Xinzhou's nightlife is far richer than the small city of Yidu. Qian Taiduo walked on the street, and the ** of the street girl kept appearing in sight, making him young and lonely ready to move. Finally, he stepped into an inconspicuous bar. As soon as I entered the door, I heard a deep and hoarse song inside. Qian Taiduo was stunned. The song was a little familiar.

After thinking for a moment, I suddenly remembered the singer I met once in the light music bar in Yidu a few years ago. What was his name?

has been forgotten.

However, Qian Taiduo still remembers her singing. At this time, she still sings An Xiyun's popular song, which is different from the sweetness and freshness of the original song. It comes out of the resident singer's mouth, but it is a kind of deep loneliness.

Qian Taiduo ordered a glass of cold beer and sat on the bar watching the gorgeous lights on the other side of the stage.

Next to him is a man with long hair. He can't see how old he is. At his feet stands a robot about half a meter high, which is a bit like a mecha and a little like a machine model. The man is like touching his child, quietly listening to the song and touching the small robot one by one.

After a long time, the man suddenly picked up his wine glass and fed the ** inside into the robot's mouth little by little. He only heard a mechanical sound. Then, the little robot suddenly turned on the indicator light and began to shuttle around the bar. The crowded crowd was not It can cause any obstacles to it. It walks so smoothly that it is a little smoother than real human beings.

Qian Taiduo was surprised and looked at the man next to him curiously.

Robots are not uncommon in this era, but because of the explosion of power a hundred years ago, the focus of human scientific and technological civilization has tilted towards power technology, and the development of mechanical civilization has fallen into a stagnation. In the past 100 years, although intelligent machinery and mecha have also come out, these are only things that affect a very small number of people in the whole social civilization. Most human beings have not turned their attention to this aspect.

The robot in front of us can transform drinks and other ** and provide energy for its actions. Moreover, looking at its movements in the crowd, the little guy obviously has some intelligence, not a rigid machine that only knows how to obey orders.

The long-haired man looked at it with a smile for a while. When the little robot returned to him, he picked up another glass of wine from the bar and drank it again. The little robot immediately mumbled again, as if cheering or thanking.

After seven or eight glasses of wine in a row, the robot's indicator light changed from red to green. Obviously, this guy has been filled with energy. After flashing for a while, he quietly stopped at the feet of the long-haired man and seemed to be listening to the song carefully.

After a while, there was a curtain call on the other side of the stage, and the resident singer stood up and bowed to leave. Only then did Qian Taiduo remember her name, as if it were called Mingsu.

"Let's go." The man next to him drank the last drop of wine and got up and left. The little robot followed him with a green light flashing, walking around the S-shaped route, like a naughty child.

Qian Taiduo finally took a look at them and felt that such two "people" appeared in the bar, which was incompatible with the atmosphere here. Because he felt that the man was too cold, with a blank face, and there was no change from beginning to end; while the "child" was a little more naughty and simple-minded, not old enough to go in and out of the bar. Of course, this idea just flies away and is then covered by other ideas.

He sat in the bar until 11 o'clock at night before he went out and went home. Naturally, Yuan Yi could not live the next day after sleeping.

This night, Qian Taiduo went to that bar again.

He couldn't tell whether it was to listen to the singing of the resident singer Mingsu or to see the two weirdos, the big and small. He was not disappointed this night, and he saw both.

Mingsu still sang An Xiyun's song, while the long-haired man still sat in yesterday's seat, drinking and listening to the song quietly. The little robot was very quiet when he didn't move, but it was very naughty when it moved. It even deliberately followed the waiter in a bar and stretched out its legs to mix the waiter.

Qian Taiduo was surprised by this scene. Are the intelligent robots so smart now? It's exactly the same as human beings. Later, the waiter fell and was scolded by the manager, and the little robot was brought back by the long-haired man. After being reprimanded, he was ordered to stand beside him and not to stay away.

The scene was quiet for a while, and soon after, Qian Taiduo felt someone touching his shoes. Looking down, I suddenly sweated profusely! It turned out that the little robot was doing something wrong. When he was not paying attention, he untied his shoelaces and tied them to the high chair next to him.

The moment he bowed his head, Qian Taiduo saw the eyes of the little robot, which were a pair of eyes that were almost no different from human beings, nervous, guilty, mischievous, and overwhelmed by the evil deeds.

Then, the little guy chatted and slipped away quickly.

Qian Taiduo shook his head amusedly, thinking that if he had such a small robot, it should be a happy thing.

The following night, Qian Taiduo appeared in this bar every day, sitting in the same position, listening to the same song, and next to the same person who seemed to never change, including the same naughty little robot.

On Friday night, Qian Taiduo consciously got acquainted with the long-haired man, picked up his glass and raised it to him, indicating a toast. The man looked at him silently and raised his glass to respond. He didn't say anything, which made Qian Taiduo feel that he was a silent man, so he no longer tried to contact him.

On this day, the long-haired man left very late until Qian Taiduo left, and he had no intention of leaving.

When he took to the street, Qian Taiduo looked at the occasional magnetic levitation sports car flying over the street and heard bursts of screams in the bar, and then many men and women frantically squeezed out of it and shouted as they ran, "Killing, killing!"

Qian Taiduo was shocked. At this moment, something happened?

He calmly left a distance, walked to the diagonal door of the bar, and stopped to quietly look at the situation here. Half a minute later, the guests in the bar ran away and followed by the long-haired man who had been sitting next to Qian Taiduo, with a always indifferent expression and a small robot behind him. At this time, a row of red lights were flashing crazily.

For some reason, looking at the row of dazzling lights, Qian Taiduo suddenly felt that there was a kind of anger on the little robot. Perhaps feeling his gaze, the robot turned around and looked at him. In those super realistic eyes, there was a fierce smell of warning. Then, it disappeared at the end of the street with the long-haired man.

After a few minutes, the police finally came. After inspecting the scene, they carried out the deceased inside, who was the owner of the bar. In this, Qian Taiduo saw Liu Xun again and thought that this guy was really everywhere. Later, he remembered that he had been transferred back to Xinzhou, and now he was the captain of the Xinzhou Police Bureau. Such a criminal case is within his jurisdiction.

Liu Xun also saw Qian Taiduo. After walking around the bar, he went straight across the street, threw a cigarette to Qian Taiduo and asked, "Why are you here?"

"It happens. I'm not a murderer. You're not here to arrest me, are you?

"Ha ha, I didn't say that you killed people. My intuition tells me that you didn't do this."

Qian Taiduo sneered. How could a policeman intuitively judge whether a person was suspected of murder? He must have smelled something from this guy's dog's nose, so he was excluded.

Sure enough, Liu Xun said, "The monitoring equipment at the scene was destroyed, and after we urgently called the monitoring equipment on this street, we found that it was also destroyed, which shows that the murderer was premeditated. Now several waiters and the resident singers in the bar said that they did not see who the murderer was. They only saw that as soon as the bar owner appeared, he was suddenly hit by a laser gun and quickly fell out of breath. During this period, the bar was in chaos and could not see the situation at all..."

Qian Taiduo smiled and said, "Are you asking me for clues?"

"It can be said, but as a friend, I believe you will help me with this." Liu Xun took a puff of smoke and laughed.

Qian Taiduo was silent for a moment: "The murderer should be a man with long hair. Of course, he may wear a wig. His age is not easy to judge, and his expression is very indifferent. I have seen him in this bar for a week. He is accompanied by a small robot of about half meters. He is intelligent, can drink, and can trip over his clothes with his feet. Operator, you will also strap my shoes to the leg of the chair..."

Liu Xun suddenly snapped his finger and said, "That's him. Thank you very much. I owe you a favor!" After saying that, he turned around and went back into the bar.

That night, Qian Taiduo couldn't sleep in **, and his mind always remembered the scene when the long-haired man went out. The little robot he followed him, his anger, crazy flashing red lights, and warning eyes made it difficult for him to calm down.

He didn't go to the gun club on the weekend.

Luo Yanhuan's group of people don't go to parties every weekend. They have a huge family behind them, and they are busy every day. Weekends are a great opportunity for social celebrities to gather. At this time, they often appear on various banquets, rather than a pile of destructive firearms.

Qian Taiduo had nothing to do and had to play games with Jiang Chao at home.

Jiang Chao seems to have tasted the sweetness of selling Qian Taiduo's materials at a high price. These days, he has been urging Qian Taiduo to speed up brush monsters, and he himself practiced a small account, followed Qian Taiduo's buttocks, and was very happy to cut monsters.

Qian Taiduo shook his head and said that this guy was hopeless. When he saw something to make money, he invested randomly without thinking about the market. If this low-level material is worthless in the future, he will not keep up with the level of the first echelon, and it will be even more difficult to become a professional player. However, Qian Taiduo naturally doesn't bother to pay attention to this kind of thing. Others can do whatever they like.

After playing for a whole day, his eyes were green when he came out, especially admired Jiang Chao's behavior of staying in the game for more than 20 hours in a row.

I was having dinner when Yuan Yi suddenly came to the door.

The little girl had a horse's face. After entering the door, she didn't say anything. She sat on the sofa and killed Qian Taiduo with murderous eyes. Qian Taiduo pretended not to know and buried his head in eating. When he was full, Yuan Yi suddenly stood up from the sofa, pulled up his arm and pulled out: "Come with me."

"I won't go!" Qian Taiduo refused directly without asking anything.

"If you don't go, I won't leave!" The little girl got into a fight with him, pestling angrily in front of him, and her mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil gourd.