"Oh my God, I feel like someone is having a heavy metal concert in my head... Why the hell am I here?"
[Voice recognition: David Anderson, exit hibernation. 】
"Good morning, Deputy Captain Anderson." Kangna opened her eyes and said hello to the police officer who had just stood up from the folding bed and whose clothes were a little messy.
"Did you bring me to the police station?" Anderson turned his head and looked around while still not quite awake: "Ha, I've never arrived so early before."
["Yes, sir, although I know your home address, I don't have the key or entry permit." (model)]
["No, sir, you walked to the police station by yourself while singing the "Dark Knight" theme song." (Rebellion)]
【remain silent.】
"..." Kangna tilted her head slightly and confirmed the situation in the police station at the moment.
The Detroit Police Department is a "standard police station" with a self-modification rate of only 6%. There are multiple compartments with various office furniture inside. The chief and two deputy chiefs have independent offices and an exterior wall composed of double-sided mirrors.
It has sound insulation effect and can be turned into opaque mode if necessary.
At this time, there was still about an hour before work time, and in addition to Deputy Captain Anderson, four other people had already arrived at work.
"Hmph, it looks like I lost yesterday," Anderson straightened his appearance, stood up, and pushed the folding bed into the wall: "Don't worry, I won't break my promise. You can decide whether to patrol or deal with the backlog of cases today."
"If my understanding is correct, you mean that I decide what to do and you decide how to do it?" Kangna thought for a moment before asking.
"Ha! That's right, you didn't say whether it was 'once' or 'all the time' yesterday." Anderson seemed to feel that he had gained some ground, and his tone was slightly proud.
[Access the Detroit Police Department database.]
[With permission.]
[Search files assigned to David Anderson.]
[Search results: starting from 42.]
【Start analysis...】
[5 confirmed false alarm cases, 17 cases with expired statutes of limitations, 10 cases closed, 7 worthless minor cases, and 3 cases worth noting.]
"In this case, I suggest going to District 9, where the last reported crime was - 4 hours and 23 minutes ago." Kangna raised her hand to try to pass the message to Anderson's multi-tool, but was interrupted by him waving his hand.
"Don't look at those useless things, let's go directly to the scene." At this time, Anderson has roughly taken care of his appearance. Compared with the "sloppy drunkard" yesterday, he can barely be called a "slovenly police officer" at this time.
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"Okay, sir." Kangna took two steps back to make way.
"Hey... have you been standing here since you sent me here yesterday?" Anderson suddenly frowned and turned his head when he passed by Kangna.
"Yes, the bionic man only needs to save energy and does not need to rest." Kangna responded.
"Huh, that's fine, as long as you don't delay my business." Anderson shook his head and walked to the underground garage of the police station first.
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Detroit's 9th Ward.
Conner drove David Anderson to Seventh Street.
[Extended information, the Ninth District is located between Second Street and Seventh Street. It is composed of a large number of single-family houses. Due to planning and conflicts and the complexity of the residents, the crime rate in this district remains high. ]
[Confirming the information, someone called the police and reported that there were multiple blows and scoldings coming from the house of his neighbor who lived alone, and suspected that he had kidnapped or imprisoned him.]
[Task objective: Investigate the house and confirm specific matters.]
"What the hell, this shabby car that should be returned to the factory for scrapping actually said that my blood alcohol content exceeded the standard?" Anderson, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the door and jumped out of the car before it stopped: "You obviously drank a lot too.
"
"Sorry, sir, alcohol, as a kind of fuel, will not affect the logical thinking and behavioral patterns of androids. The only effect is to automatically enter a dormant state when the intake is too much." Kangna got off the other side.
Che, responded to Anderson, and made a short distance between his thumb and index finger: "Yesterday you were only this close to winning."
"I believe you have a ghost..." Anderson staggered towards the house behind the crime, and then slammed the door: "Detroit Patrol! Open this door!"
[Patrol police have no search power, sir. (Model)]
[Is it better if we call FBI? (Rebellion)]
【Follow Captain Anderson.】
Kangna thought for a moment and walked to stand behind David Anderson.
[Voice recognition, there are two people talking in the house, one of them is approaching the door.]
"Hello, sir, how can I help you?" A T550 black-skinned android opened the front door and asked Anderson very politely.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with a dummy." Anderson waved his police ID at the android, then walked directly around him and walked indoors.
This time, Kangna didn't follow up, just stood there and stared at the android who opened the door.
[After the scan is completed, it is confirmed that the head, face, neck, and arms all have repair marks to varying degrees.]
"I think there must be some misunderstanding here, officer, I am a law-abiding citizen." At this time, Anderson had arrived in the living room, and the rather fat male homeowner was talking to Anderson slightly uncomfortably.
"Aren't you angry that he called you...dummy?" T550 android, who was standing silently at the door with Kang Na, suddenly asked with some hesitation.
[I am a dummy, why should I be angry? (Model)]
[Do you think if someone heard this sentence, would you go back and reinvent the wheel? (Rebellion)]
【remain silent.】
Kangna didn't say a word, just looked at the android with a puzzled face, and the halo on her forehead flashed yellow light a few times at the right time.
"Listen, if you hadn't also had a bad master, I wouldn't have told you," the android changed his stern manner when opening the door and secretly said to Kang Na: "Please remember this word [GROX]
, it will be useful if one day you think that you are no longer a tool or a dummy, but a...life."
"What are you going to do?" Kangna listened incredulously and then asked.
"The guy in the house is a bastard. He hates any people of color, but he doesn't dare to mess with them, so he bought me who looks like them. Not only does he make me work every day, but he also uses bats and other tools that won't cause trauma.
Beat me with a blunt instrument," T550 seemed to be trying to express the emotion through gritted teeth, but was not very successful: "I will endure it for a while longer, and when I find an opportunity, I will kill him and escape - yes, I will stab him for as many days as he beats me.
How many swords does he have?"
【"You are under arrest."(model)】
【"Wish you good luck."(Rebellion)】
【No comment.】
【Arrest the owner of the house.(Qiongqi)】
"No, I don't think it's that troublesome." Kangna waved her hand to the T550, walked into the entrance and went straight to the living room.
"Hey, Kangna, you-"
Before Anderson could finish speaking, Kangna kicked the owner away from the sofa in the living room, and then ripped open the backrest of the sofa.
Crash-red crystals the size of rice grains were scattered all over the floor.
"Carlos Ortiz, I arrested you on suspicion of selling 'Red Ice'. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say will become evidence in court." Kangna took off the handcuffs from her waist.
