You look beautiful murdering me

15.

Two years later.

Before Yan Yu left the basement, he locked the electronic door with both fingerprints and irises. The computer in the center of the room glowed with a strange light. There was only a string of white numbers on the black screen, and the countdown began.

4:00:00.

3:59:59.

3:59:58.

……

Up the stairs, his partner was busy in the kitchen as usual.

Yan Yu walked behind him in a trance, looked at his tall and straight back, and was willing to bend down because he wanted to watch the fire.

The broad shoulders also carried him through the mud for several kilometers in rainy days, letting him fall asleep on his stomach without making a sound.

There was already starlight outside the window, reflected in his eyes, Yan Yu blinked his eyes, it turned out that the pain was so extreme that there were no tears in his eyes, they were just dry and numb.

"The experiment is done?" He sensed the coming of gloom, and there was a smile in his voice.

"Ah."

"Peel a piece of garlic for me."

"Okay." Yan Yu's voice was faint, without a trace of abnormality.

……

"It's garlic, not green onion." He corrected with a smile.

16.

The bathroom was filled with white mist, Yan Yu was standing by the bathtub, scooped up half a ladle of water, and poured it slowly along the top of his partner's head to rinse the foam from his hair.

Then, he wiped his back, not sparing his shoulders and arms.

When the shower was running on him, the tears finally fell on him, warm, but completely covered by the water, washing away to an unknown distance.

17.

This night, Yan Yu took the initiative to seduce his Mr. Rib.

He gave himself completely, without reservation.

At this moment, his young partner was hugging his waist, the broken hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat, slightly curled, his temples were sticking to his face, and he was sleeping soundly like a baby, unaware of the coming catastrophe.

The sky is full of stars outside the window, Yan Yu looked up to see.

Tomorrow is another fine day.

It's normal for the stars to change and the clouds to change, but he can't see it anymore.

Yan Yu stretched out his hand, and stroked his hair carefully, the palm of his hand was not enough, and he smoothed it with the back of his hand, and combed his broken hair strand by strand with his fingertips.

If all the murders in the world are so affectionate, who can defend themselves.

18.

Why does human society pursue humanization, but he died because of humanization.

Is humanization only a privilege that natural people can have, always standing at the top, and never allowing other species to get involved.

This paradox gave Yan Yu a headache, and it was more difficult than any scientific problem.

He used to long to be loved, but the increasingly realistic love made him feel compelled to kill.

His AI companion has passed the Turing test many times, which is quite a dangerous signal.

The most recent time, he designed a brand-new test content, and the level of artificial intelligence targeted was close to the critical value.

Once the critical value is crossed, the world pattern will be re-divided, and human society will face a huge disaster.

As a leader in the AI ​​industry, Yan Yu is well aware of this.

The instinct and nature of being a human being made him unable to use the excuse of "love" to paralyze himself.

If he doesn't act immediately, after waking up one day, the world may already be ruled by AI, and human beings will have no place to stand.

For an AI, the most dangerous thing is to learn to think or have feelings.

19.

Yan Yu has never experienced such a silent night, as if he is the only one left in the world.

The wind blew in from the window, drying the tears hanging on his face.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch. The hour and minute hands on the dial were about to coincide, and his lover would disappear after 12 o'clock.

He stared blankly at the person in his arms, like a child staring at his beloved toy, caught off guard and lost his mind.

The sound of the second hand walking almost pierced the heart, and at the moment when 12 o'clock came, Yan Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Since then, he has no heart.

The instructions set four hours ago arrived as scheduled, and Mr. Ribs turned into a pile of mechanical skeletons.

"Scrap copper and rotten iron." He sneered, and after less than two seconds, he held them, seemingly exhausted, and finally let himself let out a heart-piercing long howl.

20.

There is no death penalty in this era, and life imprisonment is the limit.

That is a crueler punishment than death.

Yan Yu was handcuffed and fettered, and walked barefoot with the prison guards across a stone bridge. On the other side of the river was the place where he was going to spend the rest of his life. The high wall that could not see the sun was covered with lush green creepers, dense and gloomy. It has to be scary.

The red bricks have an inexplicably old and decayed atmosphere, only the doors and windows of the whole building are not covered, like a monster with its bloody mouth wide open, watching Yan Yu walk in, and then want to swallow him in one gulp.

And without any hesitation, he stepped on the cold stone slab and walked into the high wall step by step.

21.

Every time Yan Yu took a step, he felt colder in his heart, and at some point, the prison guard behind him had disappeared.

Suddenly a voice sounded in the middle of the hall, meticulously counting his crimes.

Yan Yu was not moved, he just continued walking, as if there was nothing in this world that could stop him.

Until there was a "click", the lights went out in an instant, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside the house, and the wind was strong.

Even the bright moon that had been hanging in the sky just now was hidden behind the dark clouds and disappeared.

He couldn't see his fingers, but someone came from behind and strangled him by the neck.

"If the law allowed the death penalty, you'd be wiped out."