CEO's Unexpected Twins

Then the door slammed and No. 03 was thrown out like garbage.

He was tortured just now. It was like walking through hell.

He took a breath for the rest of his life, but his heart was filled with uncontrollable and fear.

The evolution of the Lord's artificial intelligence seems to be getting more and more outrageous.

Before, his artificial intelligence was a common tool, but it was a little smarter than other artificial intelligence.

You can talk to him, test various physical conditions, and customize a treatment plan suitable for the owner.

But today, he feels that artificial intelligence seems to have his own thinking, and when he met Wen Shutong just now, he seemed to have... Checked it?

He heard by chance that the master is studying an interactive function, which can connect sensors to artificial intelligence. When the manipulator touches something, his hand can synchronously convey it back.

In other words, if he wants to judge something in the future, he doesn't have to be present in person at all. He can be competent only by using artificial intelligence.

If so, wouldn't he be everywhere?

Even if it was his own master, No. 03 still had some fear and looked back in his direction.

On the other side, in the upstairs room, death propped his chin with one hand and looked calmly at Wen Shutong's sleeping face.

"Damn fool, I told you not to hurt you, but I did it anyway." He frowned unhappily, "what a delicate skin, it has affected my happiness."

The manipulator came up from downstairs and said sincerely, "Sir, after my textual research on various materials, I can know that whether there is injury does not affect the pleasure of doing that kind of thing."

"Some people even leave traces on their lovers at that time, as if to show that they belong to themselves."

Death's face suddenly became ugly for a few minutes. He looked gloomy and said, "what are you farting? What are you talking about?"

AI has no emotion to speak of and calmly narrates the facts: "Sir, the data show that you specially brought Miss Wen back to experiment with the methods above the film?"

The original plan of the God of death was just to attack Huo Yanlin. For the time being, he hasn't figured out what strategy to adopt for Wen Shutong.

It was only because the movie he saw that day made him confused for a moment that he had a temporary intention to bring her here.

But he hasn't considered what he really intends to do to her.

The God of death did not speak, but looked at the direction of Wen Shutong.

Maybe this damn AI spoke too bewitchingly, which made him head inexplicably.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the manipulator slowly changed its shape and planned to continue to change back to the shape of the sweeping robot.

"Wait a minute." Death propped his chin with one hand. "Touch her for me."

The manipulator climbed to the bed and gently pressed Wen Shutong's back waist.

When the manipulator presses on the human body, it is cold, but when it is transmitted to the God of death through the sensor, it is the warm temperature on Wen Shutong.

He was a little excited with the naked eye and continued to command the manipulator: "keep going up."

The robot continued to move up and stroked her hair.

In fact, he can do these actions by himself, but somehow he has a natural sense of shame for this close contact, so let these hands do it for him.

In fact, Wen Shutong didn't faint completely.

At ordinary times, she also has fitness. In addition, the moon has taught several moves. She is still in good health. Although that palm is heavy, it won't make her fall asleep all the time.

Vaguely, she felt that a cold thing seemed to be floating on her back. Wen Shutong's vigilance against danger made her subconsciously think that who took the knife was going to coerce herself.

So she quickly opened her eyes and grabbed the unidentified object on her head.

"Sir, she caught me and restricted my movements." The manipulator honestly opened his mouth and reported.

Wen Shutong woke up in panic. Suddenly, he was startled by the sound and screamed. Subconsciously, he was about to get rid of it.

Death quickly said, "don't be afraid. It's my artificial intelligence. You've seen it before. It can be installed in a wheelchair."

In fact, while appeasing Wen Shutong, he is also greedy for the temperature on her hand. The feeling of clasping with Wen Shutong's five fingers is very subtle.

Although she grabbed it just to throw it away.

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Shutong quickly raised his eyes and looked at it. An incredible look crossed his eyes: "is it you?"

Although he had guessed that he might be behind the scenes, Wen Shutong couldn't understand why he cheated himself into this place and hurt Huo Yanlin like that!

Clearly, when he was consulting in the studio, he could easily take himself away. At that time, she was the least defensive to him.

The God of death didn't understand what she meant, so he smiled: "Miss Wen has come to this and doesn't have to act. You clearly know my true identity. Why do you have to look surprised?"

Wen Shutong didn't want to waste his words with him. He barely calmed down and looked at him brightly: "your people promised me that if I came, let me know the current situation of Huo Yanlin. You shouldn't let you and your men go back on their word?"

"No, when facing you, every word he says is my instruction, and there will be no mistakes." The God of death looked at her calmly with his hands crossed. "What do you want to know? Where do you start? Or let's start talking about why you came here, and then I'll expand a little bit."

"I want to know the current situation of Huo Yanlin." Wen Shutong clenched her teeth where she had just been hit in the back of her neck. Now she still felt pain and black in front of her eyes, but she didn't dare to relax at all.

She was afraid that as long as she relaxed, she would faint again, and she couldn't get the news of Huo Yanlin at all.

"All right." Death's voice was even a little brisk, and he snapped his fingers, "show her."

The manipulator climbed down from the bed and returned to the wheelchair of death. With a gentle tap, a large projection appeared on the screen.

In fact, Wen Shutong didn't want to see such a projection, because it was too big and too close, which made her feel like facing the tragedy directly.

Breathing almost stopped. She clenched her teeth and clenched her hands into fists. She looked at the projection.

The video is the second half of the previous broadcast on the 3rd. After the bloody man was pulled out of the car, he was put into a black business car and drove all the way to the deep mountains.

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