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Documents, photos, and notes were scattered on the table. A middle-aged man with an increasingly dangerous hairline, wearing glasses, was leaning over the table, reading the contents of the documents one by one, and drawing in circles from time to time.

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The pen scratched the paper, making a slight rustling sound. Colson's eyes were focused.

It is rare to see a similar scene among the younger generation of agents. They are accustomed to touching the screen with their fingers and using the system for convenient screening. Pens? They are just things used to sign on certain occasions.

Coulson knows how to use high technology, but when it comes to actually dealing with some difficult cases, he still prefers to touch the paper and let the pen strokes lead his brain to analysis rather than using cold electronic devices.

This allows him to get into work mode faster.

As a middle-aged person, it is becoming increasingly difficult to get your brain into a state of high-speed analysis.

Touching his forehead, Colson picked up the instant coffee and took a big sip.

After putting the documents together, he took a deep breath. This was probably the key information. Next, he would wait for Skye, May, Fitz and others who had gone out to investigate to come back and do a comprehensive analysis.

Colson thought, glanced at the remaining coffee at the bottom of the cup, and poured it all into his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a crash and the office door opened.

Zhang Ming and Skye walked in.

"puff--"

Colson seemed to have turned into a large watering can, and all the coffee in his mouth sprayed out evenly and finely.

A layer of light golden thunder and lightning barrier appeared, blocking the "attack" coffee. In the past, Zhang Ming was unable to control the Yang Lei in such detail. With the help of the Power Stone, it became much easier. He is still trying during this time.

Such cool operations as "Yang Lei turns into a horse".

Skye walked over and patted Coulson on the back.

Colson said he needed to deal with the coffee stains on his body, so he left Zhang Ming in the office and hurriedly pulled Skye to another room.

As soon as the door closed, Coulson lowered his voice and asked, "Why did you bring him here?"

"Because I think you're too tired," Skye said.

Coulson's average sleep time in the past week has not exceeded four hours. Before she went to bed, Coulson was reading intelligence. When she woke up, Coulson was arranging the work of the agents, always maintaining a high-intensity working state.

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"You are not a super human. If you continue like this, you will fall before the truth is discovered. Zhang Ming is willing to help, which is good news for us. With his ability, I believe that the investigation will be clear soon."

Coulson said with a serious expression: "You have been joining SHIELD for too short a time. There are some things you don't know yet. He has a terrible 'magic'. Although he will eventually solve all problems, before that, that kind of

'Magic' will escalate the situation infinitely."

"Really?" Skye's mouth was half-opened, a little frightened.

Coulson thought for a while, and finally said with strict principles: "Well... this is just a guess by the director and me, without actual evidence."

"You shouldn't doubt a companion based on unfounded speculation." Skye said seriously.

Zhang Ming is right next door. Now Coulson has two choices, either to formally invite Zhang Ming to join the mission, or to politely refuse again.

Based on Coulson's understanding of Zhang Ming, if he is interested in something, even if he is not placed in the project team, he will investigate on his own. SHIELD can control others, but it cannot control Zhang Ming.

After thinking about it carefully, Coulson shook his head and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"You are right, forget what I just said."

His smile contained both helplessness and a bit of relief. As Skye said, with Zhang Ming joining, his work would be much easier.

Just throw the information to Zhang Ming and wait for him to push it all the way.

"If this continues, my ability to work will deteriorate." Colson whispered to himself.

"What?" Skye didn't understand what he said.

"Nothing, just sighing. Go out, Zhang Ming is still waiting."

Back in the conference room, Zhang Ming was looking through the information on the table. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked, "Have you finished the document sorting work some time ago?"

"Ahem." Remembering the lie he told on the phone last time, Coulson coughed twice in embarrassment and explained: "That's what the director meant."

Zhang Ming did not delve into this issue. He neatly gathered the paper materials in his hands, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Colson.

"For the content here, I only briefly read some basic case facts, and I haven't touched the core information and analysis behind it."

Zhang Ming and Skye looked at Colson at the same time.

If he pushes the document to Zhang Ming again, he is formally inviting Zhang Ming to join; if he withdraws the document, Zhang Ming will leave and investigate the case in his own way.

If it were another incident, Zhang Ming might have given up and left it to SHIELD to take full responsibility, but since it involved omnic crimes, he had to beware of the emergence of Ultron.

Even if Tony didn't create Ultron, what about aliens? Or some evil scientist?

Coulson glanced at the information in front of him, picked it up, and threw it aside.

"Don't look at this waste paper." He pulled over a whiteboard and unscrewed the pen. "I'll tell you directly about the current situation."

After intelligent robots began to spread on a large scale, as the number of people who owned them increased, various problems began to arise.

At first, the omnic misunderstood the owner's command, which almost caused a gas accident. Later, someone violently attacked the omnic and accidentally hurt himself (like a guy who almost exploded his penis).

"At this point, it can only be classified as an 'accident' rather than a 'case'. Even if there are no smart devices, cars, mobile phones, microwave ovens, these devices that we commonly use in our daily lives, there are still cases of injuries and deaths due to operating errors.

A lot, nothing surprising. But..."

Colson picked up a photo and posted it on the whiteboard.

"What I'm going to say next is the real secret."

"Twenty-one years ago, in Detroit, the United States, the first recorded incident of an omnic actively injuring someone occurred. The owner of the omnic was stabbed thirty-two times and died in his bathtub."

"Where's the murderer?"

It's a bit weird to call a robot a "murderer", but Zhang Ming really can't think of any other name.

Because omnics need to handle some heavy objects in daily work, technology companies adjust the power coefficient of omnics to about 1.5 to twice that of ordinary adult men when designing and producing them in order to improve their work efficiency.

With this kind of power, and holding a knife, it would be enough to kill a person with up to two or three cuts. However, there were thirty-two wounds on the body, indicating that even if the victim was dead, the omnic was still stabbing the blade into the body.

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It is hard not to think of "hate", "madman" and the like, emotions that should not appear in omnics.

"The murderer has not been found yet," Coulson said. "The tracker inside the omnic has been damaged. It only needs to change to a bionic skin and then hide in a corner to keep hiding."

After all, omnics have no need to eat, drink, or rest, and can truly completely disconnect from the outside world.

"I remember there are three laws of robots." Zhang Ming said.

The Three Laws of Robots first appeared in the novel "I, Robot", written by Isaac Asimov, one of the representatives of the golden age of American science fiction.

The three laws are:

The First Law: A robot may not harm a human being or stand by while witnessing danger to a human being.

Second Law: A robot must obey orders given to it by humans, except when the order conflicts with the First Law.

Third Law: Robots must protect their own survival as much as possible without violating the first and second laws.

Recently, with the promotion of omnics, these three laws have come out of science fiction novels. After adjustments and supplements by scholars, and taking into account various situations that will occur in the future, they have been officially written into the core chip of omnics.

"If an omnic takes the initiative to injure people, it means that the constraints imposed by the three laws on omnics have completely disappeared," Zhang Ming said.

Coulson nodded: "This is also the reason why SHIELD chose to take over this case. As of yesterday afternoon, major technology companies around the world had produced a total of 170 million smart devices, of which more than 100 million have flowed into the market and been integrated into the

In our daily lives, if these omnics rioted at the same time, unimaginable disasters would occur. I even doubt that the murderous omnic could easily pass the Turing test."

Zhang Ming asked: "Do you think it has emotions?"

"Otherwise it would be difficult to explain why it would continue to abuse the body after death," Skye said. "According to the deceased's neighbors, the man was a violent maniac, and his wife and daughter just couldn't stand this, so they chose

left.

When they left, there were bruises and wounds everywhere on their bodies. The smart machine also had a record of being returned to the factory for repairs, just to protect the mother and daughter from the damage.

After the omnic killed people, it wrote numbers all over the bathroom wall. I sorted out the numbers, converted them using the universal algorithm of omnics, and got one sentence—"

Skye looked into Zhang Ming's eyes and said, "You are safe and can go home."

This "you" refers to the mother and daughter who have been hurt so much.

Zhang Ming's heart felt as if someone had hammered him hard.

Skye clenched his fists. "If you ask me, that bastard deserves it..."

"Okay, Skye." Coulson interrupted: "The conduct of the deceased is not ours to judge."

Skye shut her mouth and turned her head away, not wanting to continue talking. Even after becoming an agent of SHIELD, she still maintained her former values. She respected morality and heart more than the law.

Zhang Ming is the same type of person as her.

However, although a bastard who commits domestic violence "deserves", it should not be done by a robot, or in such a horrific way.

"I understand the general situation. How is the progress now?" Zhang Ming asked.

Coulson said: "Gemma and Fitz went to the production factory of this omnic to see if there were any problems with its entire production process; Skye and I continued to investigate incidents of omnics hurting people in the city, looking for commonalities among them.

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It is still in the information collection stage, and there is no real breakthrough point. After the reorganization of SHIELD, its influence is much smaller than in the past, and the speed of intelligence collection cannot be compared with the past."

"Where's Mei?" Zhang Ming asked.

"She's in the Middle East—"

Before Colson could finish his words, a rapid ringing sound appeared. He answered the phone and muttered for a while. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhang Ming with a complicated expression.

"A new victim has appeared. The location is London."

Skye on the side was shocked. Just after he finished explaining, a new victim appeared. Is Coulson's guess true?

Zhang Ming felt a little guilty when they saw him, so he quickly entered his conscious space and took a look. There was no flash of "Trouble Attracting Physique". He wanted to say that he was innocent, but when the words came to his lips, he finally admitted it.

Who knew it was such a coincidence?

"Let's go and take a look at the scene." Zhang Ming pretended not to see their gazes, stood up and led the way out.