After dressing as a squirrel, I became popular in the stars

Of course, there are no Sundays in this world because of certain religions, but there is also a seven-day cycle here, with five days off and two days off, and sometimes places have three days off and one day off. For example, the courses for seniors are adjusted to four days a week. Or three days.

The freshman class is the heaviest and the busiest, and they are not free on weekends. The sophomore year is a little better, and they are free to move around on weekends. Usually, Song Shuhui will find something for herself to do, take the simplest task to earn some points, or spend time with her. school library.

If you want to say what Song Shuhui likes most about Mecha School, it must be the library.

Unlike Earth, there are very few things like books in this world. Those things exist as a niche hobby, and most of them rarely touch physical books in their lives.Naturally, there are not many real books in the school library. After all, the books that can be carried by the bookshelves are limited. The books here are mainly simulated books. People seem to be in a wave of countless books. It is a veritable sea of ​​books.

While practicing, Song Shuhui is still studying by herself, and she is no longer limited to the compulsory courses in school. She reads astronomy books and geography books. There are many planets in this world, and the landforms of each planet are different.She also likes to read the customs and habits of various races. Those imaginative things attract her attention like strange stories.

At that time, she would not think about it, she must learn something to bring back to the earth, she just read books and saw another life without any purpose.

Right now she is giving up the beauty of the weekend to go out on a mission, Song Shuhui secretly hopes that the mysterious criminal must be very strong, otherwise she will be disappointed, and will not want to come out next time she is summoned.

The last haunt of the mysterious criminal was on the central star, and there was no need to travel far by spaceship, which was also an important reason why Song Shuhui was willing to take on the mission.

An hour later, Song Shuhui and Chacia arrived at the place where the last deceased was killed.

This time she came out on a mission as a golden squirrel, so Chasia couldn't come out with her own identity. When she got off the aircraft, Chasia turned into a beautiful black-haired boy.

This is a temporary face, not custom-made, so it is a little bit not close to the face. Song Shuhui pinched his face with her paws and looked around.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this look is really a cold and stubborn beautiful boy. Please let me love and love you."

Chasia turned his eyes helplessly. Since he changed into this image, he has been asked by Song Shuhui to keep his gaze for an hour, and his neck is about to freeze.

"Are you ready?"

"Okay, okay, I've finished the inspection, there are no flaws, and I promise it won't be exposed at a glance."

"This face is the popular face of mass sellers, even if it fits well, it will be fake at first glance."

"It's still different. The nose is a little higher than before, the eyes are longer, the lips are thinner and redder, and the temperament is different."

Chasia knew that her analysis would be endless, so she simply continued to use it as wood for her to taste.

The two soon arrived at their destination. Song Shuhui was sitting on Chasia's shoulders, playing with his hair with her claws. The reason why she didn't sit in her arms was because she was a golden squirrel now, not an ordinary squirrel. She was sitting in her arms Losing face, not sitting on Chasia's head is already the result of her very modesty.

Chasia continued: "..."

The person who received the two was the head of the department where the incident happened. After seeing Song Shuhui, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Song Shuhui showed her own identity certificate. Although she is an external employee, she also has a formal identity, and has the right to investigate and arrest, and even directly kill the other party without taking any responsibility when necessary.

These privileges are very cool at this time.

This is an intelligent management department, which is mainly responsible for supervising and monitoring various intelligent industries, and unifying standards at the same time. Therefore, this is also the place with the most machinery, and the entire building is almost monitored step by step.

After Song Shuhui had a brief understanding of the work of this department, she didn't quite understand why there were so many monitors. Is there anything worth watching closely here?
And it is that there are so many surveillance places that have not caught anyone?
But she quickly remembered one thing, and she couldn't help but look back at Chasia who had been standing beside her and began to look around.

What if the other party is also very proficient in various equipment like Chasia?He is fully capable of hacking into the surveillance system, making the surveillance system think that he is still recording, or replacing the currently recorded screen. It may be that Chasia does it very simply every time, which makes Song Shuhui feel that it is not difficult at all.

In fact, this is very difficult. The entire star network is monitored by a super intelligent brain. If this place is not connected to the main intelligent brain, there will be an exclusive intelligent brain belonging to its own network. Once any abnormal signal is found, an alarm will be issued as soon as possible. And anti-tracing the existence of the other party, it can be said that the safety factor is very high, and it is not something ordinary people can handle.

After looking around, Chasia lowered his head and fiddled with the small screen on his wrist that he didn't know when he remodeled, and nodded slightly at her: "They are all the latest models of equipment, and the defense is very strong. Even I need more than an hour's Crack the time."

"all?"

"No, one."

And there are seven or eight monitors on this short section of the road, unless the opponent has the patience to walk one step and stop for an hour, of course, you can overestimate the strength of the opponent and shorten it to half an hour, then you have to stand in place for half an hour, It had already been discovered by other monitoring.

"So it may not be the technical route, but the strength route."

Balker, who was in charge of the reception, took a second look at Chasia. This person was able to figure out their monitoring in such a short time, and his confidence was broken. His strength is very good.

It's a pity that it's not easy to say recruitment at this time.

"I'll take you to see where the incident happened."

This is a seemingly empty office, with only a large piece of equipment and a chair inside. The window is slightly open, and the wind blows in from the outside, but the wind can't blow away the faint smell of blood emanating from the room.

Balk introduced: "Bessemer usually works here. His job is to help the intelligent brain improve the machine logic program, iteratively upgrade it, and find and clear logic errors at the same time."

Song Shuhui asked: "Is this intellectual brain exclusive to your department?"

"Yes, it is the intelligent brain developed by ourselves. It has always been only for us. It is not open to the outside world, and it is not connected to the Xingwang intelligent brain. It has been in operation for more than 80 years, and it has been updated hundreds of millions of times. It has super processing power, and all these monitoring are managed by itself. It is very strong, but there have always been some errors in the past two years, and the cost of replacing it is too high, so Bessemer is specially responsible for maintaining it. , Bessemer is the best programmer in our department, he is gone, I don’t know anyone else who is so qualified for this job. That hateful murderer, please catch him.”

Balk shouted angrily.

Bessemer had just died a few days ago, and the brain's program made some small mistakes, but it was not a big deal, but it was very annoying.

They don't understand why there are so many small errors in the program that has run to perfection. They thought that this brain has reached the level of a super brain. Even if it can't compare with the super brain of Xingwang, it is definitely not bad.

The reality shows that it is still too far away from the super intelligent brain.

However, the intellectual brain developed by their own research is the most in line with the logic of their work, and now they have to find someone to continue to maintain it.

A headache, a real headache, and Bessemer wished that the murderer would be caught and killed immediately.

Song Shuhui calmed him down, and she wandered around the empty office, and Chasia dutifully acted as a mount, and followed suit.

"Did you find anything?" Song Shuhui asked.

Chasia shook his head: "No, nothing."

"Indeed, there is nothing. If that person came in by virtue of his strength, he would leave some traces at the moment of attack, but as far as I know, Bessemer was not affected by any mental force. He was killed by a weapon. The ones who were killed were still in close quarters."

I don't know if Bessemer's death was too accidental or what. The brain in front of him, which is composed of various parts and programs, didn't send out an alarm, so that Bessemy's body was not found until several hours later. The blood that flowed out from time to time has already merged with the shell of the brain and the ground.

The police carried out investigations immediately, but there was no progress. They were as at a loss as Song Shuhui at this time.

This murderer is too unexpected. Who and how did he come in, and why did he kill people?
The deceased's social circle was very simple, and he didn't have to spend so much effort to kill his enemies. This was the most troublesome way. After all, Bessemer would go to places without surveillance or protection when he was off work.

Unless the other party has a reason to be in the office, but what?For brain?Don't be kidding, this brain is on the verge of being eliminated if it continues to break down, it will affect work, and you have to deal with it if you don't want to.

After ruling out the suspicion of committing crimes by colleagues in the same department, the matter went to a dead end again.

The corpse has been disposed of long ago, and the blood has also been cleaned up. After all, the dead cannot affect the continuation of the work here, and the brain also needs to continue to operate. However, after the blood on it is removed, there is still a faint smell of blood that lingers. go.

Song Shuhui jumped onto the brain shell, leaned over and sniffed carefully where the blood splashed.

This behavior startled Balk, for fear that she would accidentally damage her brain. After all, this person is so powerful that she can easily penetrate the shell of the machine.

"What does it smell like?"

Several days had passed since the incident. If she had come here on the day the person died, maybe she would have found some clues immediately. Now it would be very difficult.

Song Shuhui frowned, scratching her belly with her paws.

"Metal smell? Well, a different metallic smell from here."

Balk immediately leaned forward and asked, "Any clues?"

Song Shuhui glanced at him, there was no clue so easily.

"Maybe it's just the residual smell of the weapon used by the other party. The metal smell is very light, and it should be very rare and precious."

That is to say, I have been with Chasia for a long time, and now I go to the Mechanical Department every day to hang out, and there is no shortage of metal ore. After all, this is the most important raw material for making parts, so she can smell the difference.

Each metal smells different, and this one is definitely expensive, although I'm not sure what it is.

"The opponent should not be short of money, and is good at fighting. From the blood splashed out, Balk seems to have been hit in the vital parts before he even had time to resist. Several vital points were attacked. The first one hit was The head, then the neck, then the heart."

The traces of blood falling from each part are different, and the taste is also different.

Balk didn't expect her to come to such a conclusion just by observing and smelling, and he couldn't help showing surprise and admiration again. He wondered if Song Shuhui had read Bessemer's detailed report in advance, and if she hadn't, then she would so amazing.

Of course Song Shuhui had read the report, but there was no such detailed description in the report, the focus was on finding the murderer.

"It's okay to have these conclusions. It's not a long time ago." Facing Balk's admiring gaze, Song Shuhui spread her hands.

"Can you let us have a look at the work that Bessemer does on a daily basis? You said that this brain often breaks down. What's wrong with it?"

Speaking of this, Balck has to complain.He encountered another small problem in the past two days.

"Our job is to supervise the operation of other mechanical equipment. The main reason is that the brain is analyzing the operation, but the brain will always give an error message. It is obviously running normally, and it will also give an error message. When we go to check, I found that there is no problem at all. Also, it will roll back the version by itself, and sometimes the new functions added can’t work, intermittently. The most frustrating thing is that it still stops working! Data analysis needs to be real-time , as long as it stops working, we will spend a day in vain!"

Balck almost wanted to hug his head. As the head of his department, he was responsible for reporting. In a few days, not only would he be criticized, but the entire department would also be criticized.

Song Shuhui wanted to pat her sympathetically, imagining the brain as a computer. If her computer often had various problems, she would go crazy and replace the computer immediately.

But this computer is not so easy to change, which is very depressing.

Song Shuhui couldn't help scratching her belly again, she couldn't find any more clues here, she planned to go to the other three dead people to see, without wasting a minute or a second.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Balk sighed instantly. Are you leaving now?He looked at Zhinao and sighed louder. If it doesn't work, just change it.

This may be because it is too old. The programs that are running now are all added on the basis of decades ago. The perfect program at the beginning is no longer available now. Buildings are built on crooked foundations. It's strange that there are no problems in the house, and it can't be repaired all the time.

"Eliminate it and replace it with a new one!" Balk whispered.

Song Shuhui, who had just walked out of the door, suddenly stopped and looked back at him, and asked a question.

"After replacing the new one, what should I do with the old one?"

"Tear it down, keep what you can use, and throw away what you don't use."

"Will it be formatted?"

Balk nodded of course: "Of course, the most important data are stored here. It is absolutely impossible to process them casually. After exporting, format them and then destroy them."

For some reason, Song Shuhui thought of Morrison's face inexplicably. She looked at the running machine, and a certain intuition began to work.