Ada got up early and left Russell's house. Unlike most women who like to sleep in, she is very self-disciplined and has a very healthy life schedule for ten years. Even if there were heavy rains in some areas last night that caused flooding, it could not stop her biological clock and support her.
He touched the wall and left.
Ada originally wanted to kick Russell out of bed after playing, pull up his pants and turn her face away. Even though Russell held her thigh and begged, she didn't even frown. But the plan did not change quickly. After a night of
After getting along with him, she felt that Russell was okay and decided to observe him for a while. If Russell showed any intention of repenting during this period, she would forgive him and give him a chance to become a positive person.
When passing by the living room, Ada found Spooner lying on the sofa, fast asleep. He was covered in mud and looked like a beggar. In contrast, Russell's whole body was full of sparkles.
"How about extending the observation period a little longer, as long as he takes the initiative to ask me to watch a movie... Forget it, I'll kindly lower the difficulty and just send a message." Ada struggled to hold on to the wall and walked in with bow-legged steps.
elevator.
Spooner didn't wake up until 9 o'clock. He went to the bathroom in a daze and realized that he was at Russell's house. He was exhausted yesterday and was still a little depressed.
Spooner poured cold water on his face, threw the clothes into the washing machine, and five minutes later was wearing them brand new.
Washing machines in 2035 have built-in ultraviolet drying functions, as are the washing machines in many science fiction movies. Therefore, if you see the male and female protagonists in science fiction movies not changing clothes for a year, don’t think it’s because the crew has insufficient funds, but because
It will not be changed if it suits the background of the times.
Spooner put on his clothes and rummaged through the cabinet, but couldn't find a bottle of perfume. He raised his middle finger in the mirror and scorned Russell for not knowing how to live.
In the living room, Russell was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and the shorthair was lying in the corner wagging its tail, while the Thunder Beast was playing a tail-stepping game. Whenever the shorthair stopped, it would slap it, and the shorthair would be charged.
As if, the tail wags crazily.
American short:(;′Д`)
Spooner sat at the dining table, which was filled with a hearty breakfast, milk, potato pie, vegetable salad, and toast. He clapped his hands, picked up a spoon, scooped out a large piece of mashed potatoes, and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with satisfaction: "Russell
, I can’t tell that your craftsmanship is good, I’m starting to appreciate you a little bit. Also, thank you for the breakfast, I like this plate of potato pie very much!”
Russell looked at the newspaper without raising his head: "No, I didn't make breakfast, it was Cook. If you want to thank him, you must thank him."
"Cook!? Who is that? Did you hire the nanny?" Spooner picked up the milk and took a sip.
At this time, an NS-5 came out of the kitchen: "Officer Spooner, thank you for the compliment, but I am not a nanny, I am Master Russell's servant."
"puff----"
Milk spurted out of Spooner's mouth and nose. He grabbed a tablecloth and wiped his mouth. He strode up to Russell, grabbed the newspaper, pointed at the NS-5 and yelled: "What the f*ck is this?"
Russell looked retarded: "NS-5, what else?"
"Of course I know that this microwave oven is NS-5, I mean when did you buy a robot?" Spooner's eyes turned into light bulbs. Yesterday Russell was very close to him and laughed at the robot, but today he rebelled.
, where is the promised partner?
Russell shrugged: "Don't get me wrong, how can I afford such an advanced intelligent robot?"
"Then where did it come from?" Spooner was as angry as a lion. He actually ate the breakfast prepared by the robot and wanted to die.
"I won the prize. This morning, the salesman from USR knocked on the door and told me that I had won the prize. He gave me the prize on the spot. You were sleeping like a dead pig, so I didn't call you." Russell looked troubled:
"You may not believe it. I just left a message on the official website to support it. I didn't expect such good luck."
Spooner sneered: "Don't be ridiculous, there is something wrong with this robot, and my luck is also very good, why didn't I win?"
"Maybe it's my handsomeness that got me wrong again!" Russell scratched his head: "I named it Cook, which means chef. What do you think?"
"I feel terrible!"
"Then do you still have breakfast?"
"No, I would rather buy a hamburger downstairs than eat food made by robots." Spooner said plausibly: "Actually, the taste of the burger shop downstairs is very suitable for me. I bought two last night.
Big Mac, it feels pretty good.”
Russell looked shocked: "Spooner, which burger restaurant are you referring to?"
"Which one? Isn't there a burger restaurant downstairs?"
"Yes, there is only one, but the chef at that burger joint is a robot."
Spooner: "..."
…
High speed tunnel!
Spooner sat in the driver's seat, put the police car on autopilot, took out a stack of documents and handed them to Russell: "Take a look, Dr. Ronning's autopsy report is out."
"You've already read it, so I won't read it. Just tell me the result."
Spoon frowned: "The autopsy report confirmed that the doctor died of suicide. John told me that the case was over and warned me not to continue to mess around."
"What are you going to do?"
"Of course we will continue to investigate..." Spooner hesitated for three seconds and looked at Russell solemnly: "Man, there is a lot of resistance behind this case. Even the mayor has come forward. If we continue to investigate, we will offend a lot of people. To be honest.
Let me tell you, Dr. Ronning is my savior, and I will never let him die in vain, but you are different, you have nothing to do with him, and I don’t want to involve you."
"Have you finished talking nonsense? Let's talk about your current suspects." Russell raised his fist in front of Spooner: "We are partners, aren't we?"
Spooner grinned and bumped fists with Russell: "Yes, we are partners!"
Spooner was in a good mood. He knew how powerful Russell was. He was probably a retired special forces king who lived in the city. It would be much easier with Russell's help in investigating the case.
"Robertson is the biggest suspect. His eagerness to cover up the truth is too obvious. Moreover, his authority is enough to do many things. For example, I was attacked by a demolition robot last night..." Spooner pondered for a moment, clicked on the car computer, and used the police
To gain access to the USR Corporation host, contact the Chicago-wide Supercomputer Wiki.
"What can I do for you, Officer Spooner?" Vicky's 3D ghost appeared on the driver's console.
"Wiki, retrieve the last 50 communications between Dr. Ronning and Robertson before his death!"
"Your permission allows you to view encrypted files, please wait..."
While waiting, the Wiki played a piece of lyrical music, and Russell noticed something was wrong. The supercomputer was too slow to retrieve files, even slower than the speed he had paid for.
At this time, a USR company's robot transport vehicle overtook from the side and accelerated to the front of the police car. Another transport vehicle followed closely behind, sandwiching the police car in the middle.
Russell took a deep breath. He remembered this scene. He pressed the driver's seat, pushed Spooner to the back, sat in the driver's seat and turned on the manual driving mode.
"What's wrong, Russell?" Spooner climbed back into the passenger seat from the back seat. When he saw Russell holding the control stick with both hands, he felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.
Russell clicked the accelerator button to increase the speed of the car to the fastest: "We are surrounded, fasten your seat belts, I want to race!"
The two transport trucks at the front and rear changed directions and moved sideways under the spherical rolling wheels. The over-long body blocked both sides of the road, and the police cars were surrounded one after another.
At this time, as long as the car in front slows down and the car behind accelerates, the police car can be sandwiched!
Spooner took a breath and hurriedly put on his seat belt: "Damn it, it must have been Robertson who did it, he has this authority!"
Russell ignored it, grasped the control stick with both hands, and suddenly changed direction to overtake from the side. There was still a gap of about two meters on both sides of the transport vehicle, which was enough to overtake.
Buzz buzz————
The transport truck suddenly moved sideways, its body rubbed against the wall without leaving any space, and a large number of sparks fell, forcing Russell back and unable to overtake.
"Spooner, are your seat belts fastened?"
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
The transport vehicle was too long, and it was also controlled by a computer. The possibility of Russell trying to overtake the vehicle was zero, but he was not completely helpless.
Russell turned the steering wheel fiercely and charged towards the other side. The transport vehicle moved slightly and blocked the gap in front. At this moment, the vehicle door opened and NS-5 robots with red lights on their chests opened their doors.
Open your eyes.
"Come on, it won't be so unlucky!" Spooner swallowed and took out a pistol from his arms. There were about 80 robots in sight, but he only had 20 bullets. The situation was extremely bad.
The transport truck from behind approached, and the hatch was also opened. Russell drove the police car in the center and changed direction to attack again. The road ahead was still blocked. With a flash in his eyes, he instantly lowered the speed and braked suddenly to stop.
The police car was stuck on the edge of the road. The transport truck behind it did not participate in the containment, and the gap on the side was free, just enough for the police car to pass through.
Boom!!
Half of the police car's tires were worn out, and the vehicle stumbled and rolled over. Fortunately, everyone was safe, and Russell and Spooner climbed out of the car.
Unable to stop, the two transport trucks accelerated and collided with each other, rolling and hitting the side wall. They made a loud noise and were engulfed in flames.
"Damn, my All-Star!" Spooner angrily held a gun. His 2004 Converse canvas shoes were stained with engine oil, and he forced the advertisement again.
Russell pulled out the Sand Eagle: "Spooner, now is not the time to complain, we are in trouble."
Spooner followed his gaze and saw dozens of NS-5 robots rushing out of the fire. The red lights on their chests showed that they were extremely dangerous.
"Fcuk, can I use swear words?"
"You've already exploded."
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
The NS-5 robot rushed within 50 meters, and the two men opened fire and retreated while fighting. Spooner blew up five or six robots, then fell into a dilemma of running out of ammunition and food, and had no choice but to swing his robotic arm.
Fucked NS-5 who rushed in front of me.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
Russell turned around to provide support and fired continuously, killing the robots surrounding Spooner.
"Watch your back!" Spooner shouted loudly, and an NS-5 jumped up and rushed towards Russell.
Russell didn't look back. The moment he turned around, he grasped his fingers behind his back, pulled out a long knife with cold light, and split the alloy-structured NS-5 vertically into two pieces.
[Item card: Edman alloy knife (not recommended for sale below nine digits)]
After owning the space ring, it became much easier for Russell to carry his belongings. He put some props in the ring in advance. By the way, he had already put on the ever-changing pair of underwear.
"Wow, where did this knife come from?"
Spooner looked at Russell's butt and frowned. He couldn't find any place to hide the knife. Could it be magic?
Russell attacked with swords and guns, knocking down the incoming NS-5s one by one. He shot each robot within 50 meters. After the bullets were fired, he directly used the brilliant blade to kill the incoming robots on the spot.
Spooner couldn't bear to watch the excitement on the side, and hurriedly said to Russell: "It's so cool! Come on, come on, Russell, give me another one!!"
"I only have this sharp knife, and I have another one that's a bit blunt. Is that okay?"
"It's okay, give it to me quickly!" Spooner didn't believe it at all. The Adamant alloy knife in Russell's hand was indestructible. The steel reinforced bones of the NS-5 robot could be broken with a wave of his hand. The other knife could be as dull as it was blunt.
"OK!"
Russell nodded and reached out to touch the back of his butt. Spooner's eyes moved and Russell just scratched the itch. When he turned around again, Russell had already pulled out another knife from his crotch.
[Item Card: Machete (for cutting watermelon, please use it correctly)]
Russell handed over the machete: "Spooner, I usually use this knife to cut watermelons. Be careful not to break it."
(一`′一)
Spooner said nothing, looking between Russell's legs in astonishment, and fell into thinking about life.