After Online Dating with Unlimited Streaming BOSS

Mr. X kicked the door open, startling the automatic cleaning robot in the door.

"Sir! Please don't be so rude! This is not our territory, and you will lose money like this!" the small robot with a semicircle at the top and the shape of a silver mushroom screamed, only as high as X waist A pair of angry faces with the characters ">_<" popped up on the screen of his head.

X ignored it and put the soft android in his arms on the sofa.

I heard that the drug he traded with Mr. Sha Chu has a stronger effect on androids than on humans - he has not tried it himself, because it is not his business to sell this illegal drug, he just used the relationship to get it One point, used to open a partnership with Kabukicho local snakes.

"C-7." X called it. "Get a screwdriver."

C-7 slid to the side of the huge suitcase, stretched out the mechanical arm with clips to lift the lid, pulled open the tool drawer that came with the suitcase, and muttered to himself: "The things I used didn't return to their original places, how could I I found a screwdriver on the toilet! It's outrageous... Well, remember to put it back in the drawer when you're done."

X took the screwdriver, agreed casually, turned Elena, who had already fallen asleep, and brushed the hair on the back of her head gently, revealing a few flesh-colored screws on the scalp, with a seal on it, which read:

[Unauthorized dismantling is not warranted]

He didn't care to tear off the seal, unscrewed the screws neatly, and carefully lifted the silver metal back cover, exposing the pipeline wires soaked in the orange oil.

"What a nonsense." The little robot came up to watch the fun: "How did the person who invented the orange medicine think that it would have an effect on bionics?"

"In order to avoid legal responsibility." X reached out: "Water pump."

The C-7 squeaked and slid back to the big suitcase, pulled out the small water pump, and plugged it into the portable power supply on his head.

The water pump started buzzing, and X's voice was mixed in it: "Although orange medicine is sold as a DU product, it was originally developed with an organic approved batch number, and it is listed with the lubricants on the record of the Ministry of Commerce."

"The research and development company claims that this is a stimulant for androids, not for humans. But the orange drug was originally found to be psychedelic, and is also a former employee of the company."

"From the original intention of research and development, filing batch numbers to market classification, all of them have nothing to do with drugs for human use. When the government found that orange drug sales had increased abnormally and had become a 'DU product' that can be bought everywhere in the market, they even looked for it. There is no reason to punish the research and development company. Because their packaging clearly states that the machine is used, please do not use it for humans, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. Pick yourself clean. "

"When Orange Medicine was forcibly removed from the shelves, the city of Hei was already blatantly full of goods, and it has become the mainstream DU product in recent years."

The orange medicine in Elena's mind was almost extracted, and X turned off the pump.

C-7 said angrily: "Humans are so abhorrent, they are just for profit, and they can harm them without caring!"

"What's more abhorrent is that DU products that are harmful to humans are banned. Why are stimulants that are harmful to the body of bionics legally marketed?"

X took a tissue and wiped off the orange medicine left in the back of the brain: "Because bionics, robots, and AI, in the definition of human beings, are all property, not life. Since they are property, there is only loss or appreciation, and There is no state of being 'injured'."

"I have always admired the social mechanism of human beings called 'morality'. They suppress the animal nature and try their best to reduce the harm to the same kind. But in this stressful social environment, some hope must have an outlet to release, so the The harm and abuse of androids and machine life is like a pressure relief valve for society that is allowed and even subtly encouraged to exist.”

"In their view, this is the 'morality' under the current specific civilization."

The door was knocked three times, and the spiky-haired boy and the scarred-faced strong man squeezed into the room. Hedgehog was chewing gum: "Sir, in the future, if you want to express our spiritual remarks, it's better to keep your voice quieter. The sound insulation here is very poor."

X closed the metal cover for Elena, and screwed the screws dexterously: "Oh, it's okay to hear, just a few words, they only care about whether we still have stock, and don't care which camp we are."

Hedgehog: "Then do we still have stock?"

X threw away the screwdriver, yawned, and lay down on the single-seat sofa next to him: "No hurry. Sand Chu wants to hang us, then wait for him to come to us. You can go shopping and find out the surroundings. Condition."

Hedgehog: "What about you? Where are the intrusion procedures that I said earlier written? When will the conference speech be written? The organization's program and regulations are only half-written, when will the cadre meeting be held? Don't bring people back when the time comes. Now, there's nothing in the base, and people think we're another android trafficking gang."

X ah ah ah, Ying, covering his eyes with his arms, did not care that his neatly combed hair was messed up by the back of the sofa: "Okay, okay, I will rest for a while when I know..."

Hedgehog: "Sir!"

X: "ZZZZZ..."

The silent scar face patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Forget it, his procrastination is not a day or two. Let's do our own thing first."

"Ah!" Hedgehog stomped his feet irritably: "Why did we choose such a lazy bone as the leader in the first place, ah? How good is he as a mascot, and he is good as well as me!"

Scarface reassured, winked at C-7, and went out with a spiky head.

C-7 let out a humane sigh, and was about to call X to get up to work, when he found that he was pretending to be asleep in order to escape from work, but he actually fell asleep and snored lightly and regularly.

It silently drew the curtains, checked that the door was locked, covered him with a blanket, and squatted by itself in a quiet sleep.

"That one is quite calm." The woman with a pink high ponytail stayed up all night until her eyes were red, and spat, "I just waited a whole night and didn't come downstairs to ask us. a statement?"

The eyes of the young man with monocle were also bloodshot, and he wrote and drew on the light screen of the terminal: "People who can make a name for themselves in the metropolis are really extraordinary... Whoever can't stand it first will be in a passive position. Five I have prepared the quotation plan for him, just wait for him to speak... But he insisted not to speak, so did I... Haha, I met an expert..."

Mr. Sha Chu closed his eyes and rested all night, but he looked better than the two horses. He finally sat up straight from the sofa, stretched his metal arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, enough of your prestige and your attitude. Let's talk."

He looked gloomy: "In the end, Kabukicho is still my territory."

Sand Chu stood up and looked around: "Where's Jimmy?"

Just as he was talking, Yin Yangtou limped in from the door: "I am here! I am here!"

With a sad face, he tapped his calf with the fixed brace: "Brother, I'm almost disabled!"

The pink high ponytail snorted: "It's time to change to a fake leg, which is more compatible with your fake mouth."

Mr. Sand Chu: "What's going on?"

Yin Yang head Jimmy hurriedly added fuel to what happened last night: "...Brother, recently there are rumors of androids and AI awakening self-consciousness, out of control and resistance, I don't think it's a rumor!"

Monocle touched his chin and thought: "The new model was originally going to make a deposit for that person with 14 other androids. Now it seems that she was fortunately missed, otherwise she would get out of control in her hands. Has it become our intentional murder?"

"There are times when you guessed wrong!" Jimmy laughed and pointed to the ceiling: "That one was very interested in Elena, and offered to take it away and have a look. Now I might have enjoyed it or divided it into eight pieces to play with. That's it!"

"Oh?" Mr. Sha Chu showed interest and let the monocle put on a leather coat for him: "Go, let's go and see our new style, how is the service."

The bar was closed at 5:00 in the morning, and the lobby outside was a mess. Several of them looked exactly like C-7, half a person tall, silver mushroom-like cleaning robots were picking up the garbage on the floor of wine bottles, occasionally picking up some broken clothes, and even picking up some broken clothes. Fragment of semanteme.

Another night of feasting and feasting.

A few people walked up to the second floor under the leadership of Jimmy and came to the door of the room where Mr. X was staying. Jimmy knocked lightly on the door.

"Hello, room service?" he whispered.

With a tap on the shoulder, Jimmy turned around to see Spiky Head and Scarface standing behind them.

He laughed twice: "Haha, good two cadres, just kidding, kidding."

Hedgehog also grinned: "Don't be so restrained, everyone is so familiar, just go ahead."

After he said that, he knocked on the door a few times, and the door was immediately opened from the inside.

C-7 greeted him, and the electronic screen flashed a smile: "Welcome. Please come in."

The room was dark, and the twilight of morning light leaked through the gaps in the closed curtains. As soon as the few people came in, they saw Elena lying on the couch, soundly asleep.

Sand Chu motioned for Jimmy to come forward to check. Jimmy opened his personal terminal and called up Elena's data in the android group of the bar property.

As the property of the bar, all Elena's behavior data is synchronized to the bar manager in real time. Jimmy laughed when he saw it: "Why, after a night of tossing, it still doesn't suit Mr. X's taste?"

He could clearly see that Elena didn't behave the way they expected last night. Then all night, Mr. X sat in front of her?

Still the famous Mr. X, in fact——

Mr. X came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair, his sturdy, pale abs exposed under the baggy bathrobe. He was not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of the crowd, and said indifferently: "The dose you are feeding is too high, I am not interested in chongqi dolls that can't move."

"If you really plan to cooperate with me in this business, you should at least learn about the effect and dosage of the product." He gave Mr. Sand Chu a nonchalant look: "I am very disappointed."

"From yesterday's payment of the deposit, one less bionic person, to this matter, you have made me have to carefully consider whether it is appropriate to hand over the general agent of Kabukicho Orange Medicine to you."

Jimmy was dumbfounded, cold sweat on his forehead. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule and suppress the mighty Mr. X, and he also had a long face in front of Mr. Sha Chu. He didn't expect that his usual behavior would cause such a big problem!

He almost dared not look into Mr. Sand Chu's eyes!

Mr. Sha Chu still closed his triangular eyes halfway, leaning on the single sofa with Erlang's legs crossed: "I'm sorry, in Kabukicho, you have no choice."

Mr. X threw the towel on C-7's head, sat on the couch, and gently stroked Elena's long smooth hair in a deep sleep: "Mr. Sand Chu does have such confidence. But what you have shown is inconsistent. Professionalism is obvious to all. As a partner, you have to do something to reassure me.”

Mr. Sha Chu felt that X's intention was very obvious, that is, to give this android to him according to the agreement, and then raise the purchase price.

Oh, but he couldn't make him wish.

He clapped his hands, and Mary, the bionic **** girl, walked in from the door and knelt down in front of X.

"This new model just looks fresh, and its performance is not as stable as the old model." A holographic laser spotlight popped up on Mr. Sha Chu's metal palm, and a price 20% lower than what they talked about yesterday.

"This is a bionic person who has been taught by tiao in our store for a long time. The failure rate is infinitely close to zero. I reluctantly gave her to you to make up for yesterday's mistakes. Goods, I want 200 kilograms at a time, this price, What do you think?"

"As for this new model, I lost control and injured my subordinate yesterday. He was also in a daze. He even put such a dangerous item next to your Excellency. I will definitely teach him a good lesson when I go back."

He glanced at Jimmy: "Go away."

Jimmy limped and rolled out of the room.

Mr. Sha Chu clapped his hands, and before Elena's self-healing program was finished, she was forced to warm up and sat up abruptly with a tingling pain in her temples.

A small clump of hair was accidentally pressed by Mr. X, and when she got up, her scalp hurt. go down.

Mr. Sand Chu: ... Is this android malfunction okay? How powerful is the medicine?

X hurriedly raised his legs and let go of the lock of hair.

Elena looked back at him in dissatisfaction. This time, it was straight.

"...I have an impression." She murmured.

Monocle recalled Elena's file from the database, cast it on Monocle to check, and concluded: "You only started yesterday, and the first meeting with Mr. X was last night. You said that you have seen it, do you mean this?"

Elena shook her head. She drank the medicine last night. She was confused and a little broken, and she couldn't remember what happened.

X looked at her with interest: "Oh? Did you see me before yesterday?"

Elena still shook her head.

Monocle: "Obviously, she's still in trouble. Mr. X, allow us to take her in for repairs."

The burly bodyguards of triplets squeezed into the room, and the leader just showed off the electric bat for androids, but Mr. X raised his hand to stop him at the door.

I saw Elena staring suspiciously ahead, slowly crawling towards him on the sofa, extending her white and slender fingers, over his legs, over the loose belt of his bathrobe, directly touching the pale and sturdy face of him. on the abdominal muscles.

"...I have an impression of this abdominal muscle."