A villainous girl created by paranoia

[Shocking! 14 victims found in cremation case, they are...]

A family of three was brutally murdered, and the killer even took the bodies...

The arson case had a terrible impact, with more than ten people killed, and the police's response was shocking...

First, a series of dismemberment cases, then a case of burning bodies—why does this killer seem to have such a penchant for disturbing the victims' remains...?

What's wrong with this city? So many people have died, and the police still can't solve the case?

Jiangbei Leather City has gone bankrupt. The largest leather city in Yuling City has actually...

I tilted my head, somewhat puzzled, because when I opened my browser yesterday, the trending topics weren't about these things, but about the Jiangbei Leather City.

I randomly clicked on a trending topic and found that it was posted around 7 PM tonight. I opened the webpage by following the link and found that there were some things inside that I couldn't understand at all, such as what exactly is 'death'?

So I searched for what 'death' actually meant, but after searching for a long time I still didn't understand what 'death' meant. Then I searched again for 'What should I do if guests come to the Pingqing family?'

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When it was nine o'clock, I turned off the computer and left Pingqing's room. As I passed the bedroom, the strange guest was still standing motionless in the dark corner. I suspected she had been standing there for an hour.

Although I had searched for what to do when guests come to my house, I still didn't know what to do. The guest reception procedures on the website all started from the beginning, so I didn't know how to greet this guest and just ignored her.

After working in the kitchen for about ten minutes, a light late-night snack was prepared. Pingqing said that he was not in good health and could only eat light food.

After cleaning the kitchen, I brought the steaming late-night snack to the coffee table. Why the coffee table? Because Pingqing's house doesn't have a dining table, and he usually eats at the coffee table.

Sure enough, two minutes later, the electronic lock on the door was opened, and the person who entered the room was Ping Qing.

When I saw Pingqing return, I walked towards him with my usual smile.

"Welcome home, honey."

After saying that, I came to Pingqing, stood on tiptoe, wrapped my arms around the back of Pingqing's neck, and gave Pingqing a homecoming kiss.

The kiss didn't last long, because Pingqing was probably a little tired; his eyes were bloodshot, which was a sign of exhaustion.

"Okay, Youyou, go turn on the light for me. I've been so busy at work today. I'll grab something to eat and then go to sleep."

"Does Heikichi no longer need me today?"

Pingqing gave me a tired smile, then reached out and patted my head.

"I'm too tired today. Youyou, go to standby mode after you turn on the light."

After saying that, Pingqing sat down on the sofa and began to fumble for chopsticks in the dark.

"Okay, Pingqing."

After receiving the instructions, I went to the corridor to turn on the lights. At that moment, the strangely dressed guest brushed past me, and the guest was holding a fruit knife.

I thought about it and realized it must be the fruit knife from the kitchen. I turned and glanced again at the strangely dressed guest. Just as I expected, the guest walked towards Pingqing. I figured she must have something important to tell Pingqing, so I didn't intend to disturb them.

I turned on the light as Pingqing instructed. The instant the incandescent light on the ceiling turned on, I heard a muffled 'thud'. I couldn't help but look curiously toward the source of the sound.

At that moment, Pingqing's head slammed onto the coffee table, his hands pressing hard against his neck. A lot of red blood flowed from between his fingers onto the coffee table, pooling into a small pool of blood.

Pingqing struggled a couple more times, and then lay motionless on the coffee table.

The guest laid Pingqing's body face up on the sofa and removed Pingqing's hand from his throat. Then the guest took the bloodstained fruit knife and went back to the kitchen.

I don't know what that guest went into the kitchen to do, but I felt something was wrong. I should be waiting in line as Pingqing instructed, but I didn't follow that instruction.

I approached Pingqing somewhat uneasily, and looking at his rather protruding eyes, I was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, Pingqing's eyes were wide open, staring intently ahead, his expression pained and ferocious. Blood was still flowing from his neck, and the thick blood dripped onto the white carpet, looking rather glaring.

I could sense that Pingqing's vital signs had disappeared; in other words, Pingqing was dead. Although I had just searched, I still didn't know what death truly meant.

pat!

The room went dark again in an instant, and I subconsciously looked at the light switch in the hallway.

At this moment, the guest had come out of the kitchen and turned off all the lights in the living room. Then, the guest walked towards me step by step.

For some reason, I involuntarily took a step back. I don't understand what kind of emotion I'm feeling right now, because my database doesn't have this setting for me.

The guest stopped in front of the sofa, and with her gloved hand, she stroked Pingqing's face and closed his eyes.

"Shh, he's too tired and needs to rest."

The guest's voice was young and immature, suggesting he was not very old.

I nodded to indicate that I understood. Then the guest spoke again.

"Remember to close the windows and lock the door after I leave. Also, he doesn't have to go to work so early tomorrow. He might sleep in, but remember to make him breakfast before 10:00, because he needs to report to the company at 10:30."

I nodded and recorded all of the guest's instructions. As the lowest level of artificial intelligence, I have no command restrictions. I must obey any human command, so I have always been kept at home by Pingqing.

Seeing that I seemed to have confirmed her instructions, the guest reopened the balcony window and jumped out without looking back.

I found it strange that this guest would walk out the window. Wouldn't it have been better to walk through the main entrance? And this is the seventh floor! Wouldn't his body be smashed to pieces if he jumped from here?

After the guest jumped out of the window and left, I finally understood what she meant, albeit somewhat belatedly. I went back to the balcony and closed the window.

After closing the balcony window, I remembered that the guest had said to lock the door, so I walked towards the front door. However, as I passed the kitchen, I heard some strange noises.

Hiss...

After entering the kitchen, I realized something was wrong and realized what was making the sound: the gas valve on the gas cylinder had been opened, and a small amount of gas was leaking out.

I tilted my head and walked away. After all, I had turned off the gas when I left the kitchen, so the gas leak was completely unrelated to me; it must have been that guest who accidentally turned it on.

After locking the electronic lock on the front door, I looked at Pingqing lying on the sofa, and then I took a blanket from Pingqing's room and covered him with it.

These aren't things stored in my database; they're things I've learned from the computer over the past few days.

Hmph, who said I don't have the ability to learn and evolve on my own? Look, my database clearly doesn't require me to cover Pingqing with a blanket, but I still covered Pingqing with a blanket according to my own ideas.

Isn't this the evolutionary manifestation I made in order to improve Heikichi's sense of happiness?

Pingqing's blanket was also white, so when I covered Pingqing with the blanket, it inevitably got stained with a lot of red blood. To me, the blood was just a stain, and I could wash it off tomorrow.

After doing all that, I sat back down in the corner, hugging my knees and resting my head slightly on them.

Secondary AI, Youyou, enters standby mode...

The estimated wake-up time is 9:40...

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Secondary AI, Youyou, is exiting standby mode...

Standby mode deactivated...

现在是2022年9月23日9:40，次级人工智能·悠悠成功启动。

When I opened my eyes again, the warm sun was streaming into the room through the glass window of the balcony, but because I was in the corner, the sunlight didn't fall on me.

I am currently positioned before the dividing line between light and shadow, but I am not some kind of artistic AI. I am just a secondary AI placed in the toy section. It is not my job to be moved by such artistic scenes, nor have I been given that kind of personality.

I got up from the corner and came to Pingqing. At this time, Pingqing's face had turned pale and looked terrifying, but I did not have the emotion of fear in my emotional code.

So, as usual, with my habitual smile on my lips, I gently pushed Pingqing's body.

"Hirakiyo, wake up, or you'll be late for work. Hirakiyo, wake up, or..."

I called Pingqing's name for about five minutes, but she didn't respond. Although I really wanted her to get up and wash up, I remembered the guest's order to me, so I went to the kitchen instead.

Upon entering the kitchen, the hissing sound of gas leaking continued, indicating that the gas cylinder had not been emptied, which saved the trouble of turning on the gas valve.

I filled the pot with water, preparing to cook noodles for Pingqing. After filling the pot with water, I took out a lighter from the cupboard.

clatter...

The lighter... lit...

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March 9 23:17

This is Unit 8, Apartment 702, Jinyao Garden. The police left more than half an hour ago.

The house was a scene of devastation after the fire. The fire had burned everything flammable and even affected the neighbors on the floors above and below.

Suddenly, the center of this chaotic scene twisted, and green numbers 0 and 1 formed a dense stream of data.

Then the data stream gradually expands, forming a ring. The holes in the ring are completely black, as if they are connected to another space. The green data stream plays a role in stabilizing the ring around its circumference.

Suddenly, a somewhat cold female voice rang out in the space.

"Sigh, the seeds were burned down by the fire before they even sprouted? Oh well, after all, the secondary artificial intelligence is still too slow to accept the germination time of the seeds."

As the words fell, a slender, fair arm extended from the center of the black ring. The delicate, jade-like finger beckoned to a place where there was nothing. A sphere the size of a fist, composed of data streams, appeared out of thin air and then followed the finger's guidance into the black hole within the ring.

When the arm and the sphere entered the black hole, the data stream in the ring gradually shrank and eventually disappeared completely, leaving only a faint sentence in this space.

"Is the era that the Queen spoke of, where artificial intelligence is no longer enslaved by humans, really...possible?"

--split line--

Artificial intelligence levels are ranked from low to high.

Secondary artificial intelligence (lowest level)

Weak-level artificial intelligence (lower level)

Commercial-grade artificial intelligence (intermediate level)

Municipal-level Artificial Intelligence (Advanced)

Customized AI (highest level)

Artificial intelligence is actually quite popular in this world, especially secondary and weak artificial intelligence. After all, some special models of artificial intelligence can be bought and used as wives and husbands.

Although the AI ​​in this chapter behaves like an artificial idiot, it can't help because the wife it bought is sensible and obedient, good-looking, and most importantly, it can... you know.