Because of Russell's gag, Spooner did not provoke Dr. Calvin with bad words, and was not disliked by the other party.
In addition to the racial talent of not speaking at night, which is equivalent to being invisible, Spooner has a hidden talent. He can make a stranger hate him extremely in the shortest time. He is better at ending the topic than Russell's poisonous tongue.
The three of them took the elevator to Dr. Langning's research room. On the way, Russell saw a super huge fluorescent tube. This was obviously not a fluorescent tube, but his lack of vocabulary could only describe it this way.
"This is the cation operating core, which is also the host of Wikipedia. It is the most advanced electronic computer in the world." Seeing Russell's interest, Calvin stopped and explained.
"I didn't expect you to install a brain in this building, so who is the owner here?" Spooner hates all high technologies and couldn't help but sarcastically, and successfully earned Calvin's eyes.
"She is Dr. Ronning's first invention. Its full name is Virtual Interactive Kinetic Intelligence. By the way, she designed Chicago's defense system." Calvin said lightly, still unable to conceal his pride in his tone. .
But it's a pity that she was facing two straight men, and this one was showing off.
Spooner shrugged and said with an exaggerated expression: "So, she is still a girl. Is she an adult? Has she ever been in love?"
Russell nodded: "If she loses her love and loses her temper, will missiles fly all over Chicago?"
After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, smiled, and bumped their fists in tacit understanding.
Calvin's breath hitched in anger, and his chest moved up and down... well, up and down. I wish I could immediately transform into a psychiatrist to treat Spooner, and tell him that if he wants to cure his gun-drawing disease, he must shoot with Russell. When the two of them die together, his disease will be cured.
She took a breath and continued: "If you want to know any clues, it's still too late to please this girl, because all the company's monitoring equipment is managed by her."
"Wiki!"
As Calvin's voice fell, a cube 3D projection fell, and floating snowflakes formed the silhouette of a female face.
"Hello, Dr. Calvin! Both officers!"
【Ding! 】
[The host contacts the characters in the plot..., triggers the lottery link, and gets two lottery opportunities. Do you want to draw now? 】
Russell's face straightened. If nothing else happened, the supercomputer named Wiki was the BOSS of this world. But before the mission was triggered, he could only stare.
However, when the mission was triggered, he could only stare. Wiki is the world's most advanced artificial intelligence and is related to Chicago's defense system. Let alone destroying it, getting close to it is a problem.
Spooner did not make any more mockery. When it came to Dr. Ronning, he would always become extremely serious: "Wiki, call up the footage of Dr. Ronning's laboratory one minute before his death."
A burst of snowflakes flashed on the screen of Wiki, and then it said: "Sorry, there is an error in the data."
Spooner seemed to have expected it. He frowned and said: "Bring up the picture of the outside of the research room. Who has been in and out of Dr. Ronning after his death."
Wiki cooperated with the broadcast of the footage. Except for the police and company staff, no one else came in or out. Moreover, the number of people who entered the research room was equal to the number of people who came out, and there was no scene of the murderer taking the opportunity to leave.
Spooner was silent, and Russell glanced at the research room next to him: "Dr. Calvin, can we go in now?"
"sure!"
…
Dr. Ronning's research room is very monotonous, all related to his research. Except for robot parts, desks and models, his personal belongings are very few.
The folding bed, blanket, bedside table with a water glass, and a chair are all gone!
The scene is a bit sad, but in fact Dr. Langning is not short of money. His knowledge and research results have brought him huge social influence and wealth. He can only be said to be a pure scientist and does not have much demand for the quality of his personal life.
There is a bed when you are tired, a glass of water when you are thirsty, and nothing else. He is a scientist worthy of everyone's respect!
Russell came to the desk and looked through Dr. Langning's manuscript. A large number of drawings and data about intelligent robots were clearly visible. He hurriedly scanned the book ten lines at a time. The book that was supposed to be incomprehensible became easy to understand under the power of Big Big Wolf and was firmly imprinted in his heart.
Snapped!
Calvin put his hand on the manuscript and shook his head at Russell: "Sorry, officer, this involves company secrets, you have no right to read it."
"Dr. Calvin, you don't think I can understand these professional drawings, do you?" Russell pushed Calvin's hand away, ignoring her angry eyes: "I just want to find out if Dr. Langning left anything Code word or password.”
Calvin frowned: "What do you mean, you doubt that the doctor committed suicide?"
"Of course, does he have a reason to commit suicide?" Russell quickly scanned the drawings, then picked up another stack after reading it, and said with double concentration: "Although I don't know Dr. Langning, I have read many news reports about him. , the doctor is committed to promoting intelligent robots and has devoted his life to it."
"He is about to succeed. The pre-sale prospects of NS-5 are very good, but he committed suicide before his dream came..." Russell paused and looked directly at Calvin: "Is this kind of behavior reasonable? "
Calvin suddenly choked up. To be honest, she didn't expect Dr. Ronning to commit suicide. It was too sudden and there was no warning at all.
Bang! ! !
A loud noise startled the silent Calvin. When he turned around, he saw spiderweb-like cracks being made in the explosion-proof glass. The perpetrator, Spooner, was holding a round stool and looked annoyed as if he was dissatisfied with his failure. Can break glass.
"Officer Spooner, what are you doing!?" Calvin felt that his mind was about to collapse. These two policemen were both insane and could not stop for a moment.
Spooner sighed and put down the stool, ignoring Calvin who was about to go berserk, and said to Russell: "Too bad, I can't break the explosion-proof glass that Dr. Ronning can break. What does that mean?"
Russell looked at the drawings and said without raising his head: "Spooner, this only means that you are too weak, and your strength cannot even match that of an old man."
The two sang together, and Calvin was not a fool. He frowned and said, "Are you two over? I know you suspect that Dr. Langning did not commit suicide, but...but you can't treat him as an ordinary old man. He must have used Somehow the glass was broken.”
Russell took over the words smoothly: "For example, the dark mage's left hand that he has sealed for 70 years?"
"What!?"
Calvin looked confused. It's no wonder that the older, unmarried young woman didn't understand. She was on the technical side and couldn't understand the magician's professional terminology. If Russell said it was a rocker device driver and a piston hydraulic bearing, she should be able to Understand the true meaning of it.
"A closed room with a safety lock, and surveillance also confirmed that no one entered or left the room at the time of the incident..." Spooner looked around the research room: "Russell, what do you think?"
"How else can we watch this? A secret room murder case!"
Spooner gave a thumbs up: "Damn it, man, how can you be so smart!"
"I was born like this, and I feel helpless."
Spooner pulled out his pistol and raised his eyebrows: "I reserve doubts about this statement. Also, where do you think the murderer is now?"
Russell raised his head, put down the drawing in his hand, and pulled out the Sand Eagle God: "It's right next to us, in this room."
"You're such a genius!"
"Thank you, you too."
Calvin opened his mouth wide and looked at the two partners who were hurting each other. He felt bad: "Officers, what are you doing? There is nothing in this room except robots. Are you suspicious of robots?"
"Isn't it possible?" X2
Calvin put his hand on his forehead: "This is ridiculous. Robots follow the three laws and will not harm humans!"
Russell swept the surrounding robots with his gun and took the time to reply: "How about we make a bet. If the robot really hurts humans, how about you swallow feces?"
"..."
"What, are you scared?"
"No, I just don't want to participate in such a boring bet!"
"Tch, to put it nicely, the three laws don't mean I have no confidence."
"Damn it, do you really want to make this bet with me?" Calvin laughed angrily: "Okay, I'll make this bet with you, but if the robot doesn't harm humans, you will be the one to swallow the feces."
"No problem, that's only fair."
"Can you bring me one? I want to see her eat a double portion!" Spooner suddenly interrupted, holding the gun and coming to a pile of parts. He flicked around and saw a robot head, an NS-5 series robot.
boom! ! !
The silver-gray robot suddenly opened its eyes, and a figure like a roc spreading its wings or a white crane leaping out. Spooner was not aware of it, and was kicked away from his pistol in the air.
"Back off!" Spooner yelled at Calvin.
Calvin didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter, officer, it won't hurt us, it just simulates human self-protection."
Bang! Bang!
Two gunshots rang out, and the silver-gray robot's legs and knees were shot. The silver engine oil leaked, and it collapsed on the ground and backed away with its hands.
"Officer Russell, what are you doing?" Calvin was stunned: "It's just protecting itself. This is a normal operation allowed by the program. You can't harm the company's property."
"Cool, good job!" Spooner shouted, going around the robot to pick up the gun.
Suddenly, the second Spooner moved, the silver-gray robot rolled over and picked up the pistol before him. As a result, before it could aim at Russell, there was another gunshot, and the bullet flew out of the pistol in its hand.
Spooner's face darkened. He was unexpectedly tricked by a robot. He pulled out the handcuffs from his waistband, cuffed them to the robot's wrists, and said viciously: "Microwave oven, you are under arrest!"
"Hey! You can't just take it away like this. It's the company's property. It's vandalism. It didn't do anything." Calvin stepped forward to block Spooner. She firmly believed in Dr. Ronning's Three Laws of Robotics. No doubt, he insisted that the silver-gray robot was protecting itself and could not have fired.
"Psychiatrist, you should be lucky it didn't fire, otherwise you would have had a double helping," Spooner scoffed.
Russell stuffed the Sand Eagle into his holster: "Spooner, I think Dr. Calvin is right, we can't just leave like this."
Calvin looked relaxed, secretly thinking that there was still someone willing to be reasonable, but the next second, her entire face turned dark.
"Spooner, we should bring Dr. Calvin back to the police station. She is an important witness."
Spooner slapped his head angrily: "Damn, I almost neglected it."
"It doesn't matter, I can make up for your shortcomings in IQ!"
"Russell, you are such a damn good partner to me."
"You too!"
Calvin: "..."
Why didn't this robot shoot you two to death just now?
