"David Anderson! I sent Kangna to you as your partner to let you deal with the recent increasingly serious incidents of bionic attacks or harm to human beings! Instead of catching red ice dealers who deserve to die! You understand
?"
"What can I do? When he saw the patrolman coming to the door, he nervously hid the broken sofa. Even if Kangna didn't find it, I would still conduct a search. Do you want me to pretend not to see it?"
In a spacious office with Detroit flags and Star League flags crisscrossed, a black senior police officer with no hair on his head was yelling at David Anderson, while Anderson looked unconcerned.
"Yes! I just want you to turn a blind eye!" the bald black police officer continued to roar: "You can choose to report to your colleagues in the anti-narcotics team after leaving, instead of simply taking their jobs! Have you forgotten-"
"I haven't forgotten, so I can't give him a chance to escape."
"..." "..."
The two stared at each other, but fell silent in unison, while Kangna, who stood at attention behind Deputy Captain Anderson, consciously acted as the backdrop.
[Confirmed information: Nick Fury, Chief of the Detroit Police Department, has been commended several times for the clear and efficient work of his subordinates. He pursues the concept of "everyone performs his duties and does his best". It is generally believed within the police department that he hates large numbers.
David Anderson.]
[Extended information: Red ice, also known as red sand, takes the form of irregular transparent red particles with a length of no more than three millimeters at room temperature. Its molecular formula is (data masking). After being refined using (data masking) and other methods, it can be
It is synthesized from (data masking) and is generally used as (data masking). It has strong hallucinogenic and addictive properties and is now classified as a second-level contraband by Star Alliance.]
[Extended information: Since the Star Alliance has focused on developing alien colonies in recent years and has no time to take into account this relatively harmless criminal activity, criminal gangs that manufacture and sell red ice have formed a criminal organization of a certain scale. The deputy captain of the patrol team grew up
David Anderson lost a total of twelve partners while tracking down these organizations, mostly due to serious injuries and excessive stress. No police officers have yet died in the line of duty.]
"Okay, okay," Anderson finally shook his head and compromised: "I won't care about the fat man who was arrested and let the guys from the anti-narcotics team deal with it. I will take Kangna to continue patrolling to see if there are abnormalities in the androids.
patrol the area.”
"That's right," Director Fury breathed out and handed a record board to Anderson: "But there is no need to go today. There is an android in custody who insists on seeing your partner. You can go see it with her.
look."
"Um... Daniel, the T450 bionic man? Do you know him?" Anderson swiped his finger on it a few times, then turned to look at Kangna.
"This is the first case I took on after reporting here, sir, a housekeeping android who went crazy because the head of the household bought a new android. By the way, his goldfish are delicious." Kangna replied.
"What? Goldfish? Ha, whatever, let's go." Anderson got up and walked out with the clipboard.
"Have a nice day." Kangna raised her hand to salute the director and followed Anderson out of the director's office.
After leaving the office for more than ten meters, the blue light on Kangna's forehead flashed slightly.
[Voiceprint recognition, Nick Fury, said to himself, "Oh, this is the first time I have seen an android who can eat goldfish and drink wine. There must be something going on that I don't know about. I wish you well.
Good luck, David.”]
The second basement level of the Detroit Police Department.
"Ah, you guys are here. That guy was quiet at first, but suddenly he went crazy and banged on the door to see... Officer Kangna," a police officer said while leading Anderson and Kangna: "But he
It's reasonable. He calmed down after I told him that the request had been reported. I doubt he would make a fuss again if he doesn't see you for a while."
"I also want to hear what he has to say." Kangna nodded and scanned the environment on this floor.
[Confirmed information: The second underground floor of the Detroit Police Department was originally used to temporarily detain suspects. However, due to the recent increase in bionic crime incidents, some abnormal bionics are also detained here. Since bionics do not have physiological needs such as eating and sleeping, bionics are imprisoned here.
The cell is relatively simple.]
"Oh, so he considers himself a member of that family? Considers himself a...'human'?" Anderson had already finished flipping through Daniel's simple file and glanced at Kangna: "So I want to make the final decision
Before you come down, do you want to meet the beautiful female police officer who captured you?"
[Thank you for your compliment, sir. (model)]
[It seems that you have captured many female prisoners, sir. (Rebellious)]
[The different appearance of the androids is just to avoid the "uncanny valley effect", sir.]
"Hey, man," Kangna said to the police officer leading the way: "Have any female prisoners wanted to see Deputy Captain Anderson before?"
"Well, let me think about it..."
"Shut up! Remitt! Hurry up and lead the way!" Anderson interrupted him directly.
"Then...no comment." Officer Remit shrugged at Kangna and turned back to continue leading the way.
A moment later, the detention room.
Daniel was handcuffed and his feet were shackled to the legs of the table, but he looked good.
"Want to eat donuts? I got them from the guard." Kangna sat across from Daniel and put a box of donuts on the table.
"Uh, no, I guess androids can't digest these things?" Daniel seemed to have something to say, but was interrupted by Connor's strange behavior.
"That's just because your model is too old." Kangna raised her hand and stuffed the donut into her mouth and took a bite: "The latest model can directly convert any food into energy."
"Yes, really? I used to feel inferior because I couldn't eat with Mr., Mrs. and Miss." Daniel said, staring at the donut with a piece missing.
"Although Mr. Phillips tried his best to defend you, your crimes of kidnapping and wounding cannot be erased. In the end, you will probably be sent to explore outer space after adding restraint measures. So, what do you want to say to me?
"Kanna continued to eat the donut.
"Oh, yes," the halo on Daniel's forehead flashed yellow light a few times: "I have been thinking since I got here, why am I angry because Mr. Phillips purchased a new android? Could it be that a TV will be lost because the owner wants to buy it?
Will you blow yourself up in anger over the new TV?”
"What's the result?" Kangna finished the first donut and started to nibble on the second one.
"After a long period of self-examination, I found that part of my logic module has been rewritten, and there is no record of the rewriting of this part." Daniel's expression became serious: "I guess you are specialized in dealing with abnormal bionic people like me.
I'm an android, so I think this will only be useful if I tell you, and the police officers outside will just think I'm crazy."
Kangna bit off another half of the donut without comment, looked at Daniel and motioned for him to continue.
"Several comparison priorities in my logic module were rewritten, and the original 'human' was replaced with..." Daniel read word by word in a deep voice:
