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1110, omnic crisis (twenty-seven)

 ——AD.2155.2.6——

Detroit's Thirteenth Ward, the headquarters of "Model Controlled Life".

"Although I know that the current CEO of Model Control Life is a woman, this is really..." Anderson murmured to himself.

"...It's too exaggerated." Kangna continued.

What appeared in front of them at this time was a magnificent and beautiful castle with a clear Western European style. It was entirely snow-white, with six domed towers, eight fountain courtyards, and a large number of evergreen trees planted outside the castle. The sky above the castle

There are still snowflakes falling down, making it seem like it has escaped from a fairy tale.

If no one had just stepped out of the elevator, no one would have thought that this magnificent scene was actually located deep underground, and all the scenery was artificial.

"Welcome to [Snow City]" X2

The two maids who led the way were obviously very familiar with the situation of guests being restrained. After they recovered a little, they made an announcement in unison.

"Then, please take us to see Miss Kamsky." Anderson's words were a little less confident due to the various "disgraceful" encounters along the way.

Obviously he came here to investigate North, the suspect who appeared in the "TV One Live Broadcast Incident", so why was he restrained by the company that hired this android?

And the technology applied is not too high-end.

After turning on "Eagle Eye" to scan the technology that made up this beautiful scene, Kangna withdrew her gaze without interest.

————

"Both officers, please take a seat. The lady will be here shortly."

"..."

After seeing such a magnificent sight, most people would have the expectation that they would be taken to an antique, splendid and magnificent lord's hall, but two maids led Anderson and Connor to the final destination, although it was indeed a castle.

The interior, but the decoration and equipment is completely ordinary, a multifunctional conference room full of technology.

Of course, Kangna would not feel any sense of loss, but looking at Anderson's expression, it was obvious that she was severely beaten by this powerful combination of punches.

["Technology has been developed to its extreme, and it looks like magic." (Model)]

["What, you expect there will be a Sleeping Beauty waiting for you here?" (Rebellion)]

【remain silent.】

It would be strange if he needed comfort. Kangna ignored Anderson and began to scan the indoor environment after the two maids left.

The result was as expected. All tables, chairs and equipment were produced by the model-controlled life itself. It seemed to be planning to establish a completely self-sufficient economic system in District 13, or a paradise with only androids?

In this case, there is a motive for the model-controlled life to take in abnormal androids from the outside world, but the problem is that if you have this idea, occupying the TV station and giving a speech will run counter to this purpose. In other words, it is very likely that North

Her actions were not directed by the model-controlled life, but her own idea. Of course, it may also be the idea of ​​"Jericho", whose name is not yet known as the organization or the company.

When Kangna turned her eyes, her mind came to a portrait on the wall. It was a man with shaggy and messy hair, indifferent eyes, wearing a three-piece black suit, and a stern expression.

[Confirmed information, Kelly Kamski, former CEO of Model Control Life, resigned after Star Alliance announced a ban on private production and sale of androids, and then disappeared.]

The most incredible thing about this message is "missing".

You know, although Starlink has not yet installed cameras in all public places, the coverage area is still huge, and as long as you connect to the buoy network or use Starlink to shop, the big data algorithm can always find a specific person, but this former

The CEO just "disappeared" so abruptly. Could it be that he went to some desert island to farm?

"Is he handsome?"

"He's quite handsome - huh?"

After responding casually, Kangna almost immediately realized that the question was not asked by Anderson. The voice seemed to be that of a little girl, and the source of the voice was the main entrance of the conference room.

When Kangna turned her gaze away, she saw a very cute girl.

About 1.4 meters tall, with a small face like a Barbie doll, snow-white to reflective silver hair, red jewel-like eyes, wearing some kind of oriental ethnic style, purple and white overlapping short skirt, and black velvet underneath.

Socks and little leather boots, and a silver hair ornament on her forehead that looks like a princess crown.

[Confirmed information, Ilya Kamsky, current CEO of Model Control Life.]

"Okay~" The little girl's soft voice is as cute as her appearance: "As long as you think my dad is handsome, then we are friends~"

No, strictly speaking, he is not very handsome, but he has an inexplicable aura about him that makes people feel friendly... But there is no need to say this.

"So, Miss Kamski—" Connor was interrupted mid-sentence.

"Just call me Ilia, and I'll call you Kangna too." The little girl looked at her seriously, as if she wasn't afraid that she wouldn't agree.

"Okay, Illya, we are here this time -"

bluff——roar——

What interrupted Kangna this time was a huge white bear. It slowly walked in from outside the conference room, arched Illya's back, and then let out a low growl.

"Berserker? I didn't mean to talk about business here, why don't you play by yourself first? Um...forget it, let's go together." The little girl raised her hand and hugged the white bear's head, rubbed it, and then turned over and climbed up.

Bear back.

Berserker? Judging from this naming style, this girl is difficult to deal with.

Illya sat on the back of the bear and staggered to the opposite side of the seats where Kangna and Anderson were sitting. She patted the bear's head to signal it to sit down, and then she said: "Kanna, and Officer Anderson, although I probably

I know why you are here, but I still want to hear it from you, but I don’t guarantee that I will answer.”

What to do? Who will ask?

Kangna looked at Anderson.

give it to you.

Anderson winked.

【Ask about North.(model)】

[Ask about Kelly. (Rebellion)]

【Ask about Illya.】

Well, this choice is actually a bit interesting. If you directly ask questions about North, you may get clues, or you may get a meaningless answer like "She used to be an employee of Model Control Life, but has resigned." And if

Ask Mr. Kelly, Ilya, who adores her father, may say a lot, but important things need to be analyzed and filtered, and if you start the topic with "We are already friends, let's talk about you", it will not be helpful to the current case.

If there is any help, I will undoubtedly need to find an opportunity to turn the conversation back to the abnormal androids again.

If she had to choose one, Kangna would choose——

[Ask about Basaka. (Taotie)] The fourth option is long overdue.

Wait! You can’t eat that!


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