The sun shines gently on everything through the faint vibration.

The humid air is refreshing and tranquil, the clouds are clear and the wind is clear, and the dawn light slowly awakens the sleeping creatures.

Along with wisps of golden light, the world reveals incredible vitality.

"Little lazy pig, it's time to get up." Murphy opened the curtains, causing golden light to immediately fill the bedroom, and slapped Heather on the buttocks, who was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in her arms.

After all, she is an ex-girlfriend whom we had a close relationship with, what else can we do to her?

Give her a good lesson and let her know what it means to be the head of the family, that's it.

"Stop it!" Heather unconsciously and angrily slapped Murphy's hand open, changed his position, and continued to sleep.

She had so much fun last night that she was extremely tired now, so even though it was getting late, she was still tired. She could only blame it on sleeping to replenish her energy.

"Uh... aren't you always the most ambitious and never late?" Murphy touched his nose.

But Heather could no longer hear his words and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

"Hey, the world is deteriorating, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!" Murphy shook his head, walked out of the bedroom, and washed up. There was no pressure at all. Heather, who had always been never late or absent, made an exception today. Why?

, don’t you have any idea?

After washing up, Murphy drove to buy breakfast for Heather.

Well, it was a Porsche-Cayenne, Heather's car.

The 3.0tv6 engine can output a maximum of 333 horsepower and is matched with an 8-speed manual gearbox. It may not be as fast as Porsche's own PDK dual-clutch in terms of performance, but it is enough for daily driving in the city and cruising on the highway.

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It's not too expensive, and it's not too bad either. It's very suitable for a female senior official like Heather.

Murphy also sighed: Hey, speaking of being rich, there are also disadvantages to being rich. Just like now, you have to drive out to sell breakfast even to eat breakfast. It is not like those ordinary people who can have a steaming breakfast at their doorstep.

...It seems like those who have no money!

Of course, the rich can also choose to cook for themselves, but for Murphy, it is impossible to cook, and it is impossible to cook in this life. He can only blame buying breakfast for being able to maintain his life like this.

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Parking the car in the garage, Murphy walked into the house with a waffle in his mouth.

Waffles are generally not seen in China, but they are a bit like the Chinese triangle cake.

Murphy was holding a bag in his hand, which contained pancakes, donuts and other food.

Pancakes are similar to Chinese pancakes. The batter mixed with eggs and sugar is poured into a pan and then fried until golden.

After Murphy returned home, Heather was still sleeping soundly.

Murphy put down his breakfast and walked into the bedroom, ready to wake Heather up.

"It's time to get up, the sun is almost shining on your butt!" Murphy took off Heather's quilt and patted her fair shoulder.

"Stop it!" Heather screamed in a daze, reaching out to touch her quilt. After touching it, she pulled it over hard and continued to sleep.

Murphy stood in front of the bed and smiled helplessly.

After thinking about it, Murphy lay in Heather's ear and whispered softly: "You are late..."

"late……"

"late……"

"Late?" Heather suddenly opened her eyes, and her body stood up as flexibly as a dragon. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she stared at Murphy as if she was about to eat someone: "Am I late?"

"Yeah!" Mo Fei nodded expressionlessly: "You're late."

"I have never been late for so many years..." Heather looked a little stunned.

"Ah!!! Shit!!!" After reacting, Heather was about to cry. She grabbed the pillow next to her and smashed it aimlessly. Then she turned to look at him with red eyes and a ferocious expression.

Murphy: "Why don't you wake me up?"

"I screamed." Murphy said with an aggrieved look on his face, "But I couldn't wake you up at all!"

"It's all your fault!" Heather gave Murphy a fierce look.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault!" Mo Fei responded perfunctorily.

If you, a dead woman, hadn't played with me first, would I have gone crazy later?

This person is the same, he never finds fault in himself.

Even if you are late, you are already late. No matter how unwilling you are, you will have to admit it.

With a look of despair, Heather sat at the dining table.

At this moment, Heather put on a white shirt, regular trousers, and a ponytail. She looked very fresh and beautiful, with a charming temperament.

But there was a sense of malaise in her that would never go away.

There is no way, it's because she had too much fun last night. She is a woman with an ordinary physique, and she is not like Murphy who has an extraordinary physique like an animal now. She can play for days and nights without getting tired.

Even after a long sleep, the loss still cannot be made up.

At the dining table, Heather turned on the God of Cookery mode, waving her hands constantly, and her mouth never rested for a moment.

You can make up part of your energy by sleeping, but if your physical exertion is too great, you have to make up for it with food.

Fortunately, Murphy prepared enough breakfast, otherwise it might not be enough for Heather to eat alone.

Murphy smiled and poured a glass of milk for Heather: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Cough cough... cough cough!" As soon as Murphy spoke, Heather started coughing, grabbed the milk cup next to her, and took a sip.

After swallowing the food in her throat, Heather rolled her eyes at Murphy: "Crow's mouth!"

"Damn it, it's all your fault..." Heather exuded a strong sense of resentment while eating the food, "Isn't it just... why are you so stingy? Are you still a man?"

"Who told you to go too far? This is you. If it were someone else, I would promise to send him to see God. Do you believe it or not?" Murphy rolled his eyes: "Besides, what I said last night was for you.

Punishment, is it actually punishment? Am I the one who told me not to stop?"

Heather's rare pretty face blushed a little. Murphy was indeed the one who started the sexual trend last night, but then she also added fuel to the fire...

But can you blame her?

Although she usually behaves like a cold-blooded motorcycle friend, she is also a physiologically normal woman, right? She is not the master of Jue... So under the long-term situation, it is inevitable that the reaction will be a little violent.

"And when you cry, don't I just stop..."

"Shut up!" Heather stopped what she was doing, glared at Murphy angrily, and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense." Mo Fei's face looked like a smile but not a smile.

When Heather saw Murphy's ghostly appearance, her teeth itched with hatred, and she wanted to smash him with her fist.

It's a pity that Heather found out that in terms of combat effectiveness, she was far behind Murphy in every aspect.

So some ideas can only be thought about.

"Okay, let me reiterate to you. I have no interest in bullshit politics. You should stop doubting me as a spy." Mo Fei said sternly: "If I were a spy, as for being in your CIA department,

Are you so high-profile in front of your supervisor? Are you disregarding important things for the sake of a woman? Just because I invaded your CIA and accessed your top-secret information without any effort, even without you, a technical expert, noticing it, what if I was really a spy?

, all the confidential information of Yingjiang has been flying all over the world."

Hearing Murphy talk about business, Heather also became serious and said: "Then how do you explain so many coincidences?"

As a spy chief, the last thing Heather believed in was coincidence.

"How do I know?" Murphy snorted, "That's just some coincidence."

Seeing Heather's suspicious eyes, Murphy sighed. It seemed that if he didn't show something real, this dead woman might be alienated from him in the future.

It was useless to say more, so Mo Fei directly summoned the Red Queen and demonstrated to Heather the powerful capabilities of strong artificial intelligence.

Heather looked at the various demonstrations of the Red Queen in shock, and immediately understood a lot of things.

"Now you don't doubt that I obtained information about your CIA through spies, right?" Murphy shrugged.

"You... how did you get such a powerful artificial intelligence?" Heather ignored Murphy's words and asked the biggest question in her heart.

Heather also relies on technology to make a living, and the prediction algorithm that tracks Nikki is Heather's masterpiece. Therefore, as an expert in network technology, she best understands what an artificial intelligence like Red Queen represents.

But Heather is puzzled. According to the current technological level of the entire world, no matter how much resources are piled up, it is impossible to develop an artificial intelligence like the Red Queen!

Can something like artificial intelligence be created out of nothing?

"Her name is the Red Queen. As for how I got it, I can't tell you. You still suspect that I am a spy, but you yourself are the real spy." Murphy said with a smile: "But I can tell you, except for my Red Queen, this world

There is also a strong artificial intelligence on the planet that is not inferior to her in any way.”

"Where?" Heather asked quickly.

After being shocked by the Red Queen's super technology, Heather started thinking about the value of a strong artificial intelligence.

Murphy is her old lover. It is not good to snatch food from the tiger's mouth. If others still have it in their hands, there is no telling...

The value of artificial intelligence is so great that it has an immeasurable effect on a country.

If CIA has strong artificial intelligence as support in the future...
To be continued...