There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

It's not like Jason has never seen other people play rogues, he crawled out from the bottom, and saw too many rogues who played around for a piece of paper money.

But someone as frank and confident as Tony...

Using an inappropriate metaphor, he was more like the cat that Jason had seen before, the group of petite ladies doting on him—proud but harmless, even if he bent down to eat, he was as proud as a gift.

It's not that Jason is exaggerating. Like Tony, in Gotham, his red hood can hit three with one punch.

Jason knew he should be angry, but his anger fell silent, and the slight tolerance and inexplicable smile in his heart made him extremely uncomfortable.

Jason deliberately ignored Tony's joyful expression, and the moment his eyes fell back on Samuel, he snatched the equipment back with lightning speed.

Tony: "..."

Samuel: "..."

Samuel pretended not to see this textbook melodrama of noisy kindergarteners, and clapped his hands to bring everyone's attention back to himself.

Before, he was nervous about the secret he was about to reveal next, but after the farce of the dialogue just now, Samuel now has a mentality of breaking the can and breaking the can.

"Okay, let's continue with the magical decryption time..."

Samuel pretended to think about it: "Where are we talking about? Oh, yes, the particularity of the apartment."

He snapped his fingers and called out 413 in his mind, who had wanted to come out for a long time: "413 apartment, a magical apartment, this is a place where any of your wishes can be fulfilled."

413 wrote this sentence in eye-catching blood on the beige wall in unison.

"As you have seen with your own eyes," Samuel said while sitting upright, "there is no artificial intelligence, no visual deception magic, no pranks—this apartment has its own independent consciousness, which you can understand as magic..."

"Or, you can take it as an incredible magical accident."

"It's a story." A strange voice corrected.

413 introduced himself to the three tenants in a rare and serious manner: "Hello, I am 413, which is the apartment you are in."

"I hope you don't scream—uh, you didn't scream, that's good... Tony, can you stop typing the distress message? I'll temporarily block this impolite text message—Sherlock, Seriously, the way you drilled holes in me last night was really unkind..."

413's seriousness didn't last for half a minute before it revealed its true form. Among the tenants present, the only one who was calm was Jason.

After all, he has dealt with 413 before, and he already has some understanding of this very childish apartment.

After 413 chattered for a long while, but still had no intention of stopping, Tony couldn't bear to be the first to stop it: "Wait a minute, Mr. 413... Your name is 413, right? I didn't call you wrong." Gender? No offense intended, but your voice is a representative of maleness to carbon-based creatures like us humans."

Tony stood up and waved across the room—a silly gesture, Samuel said.

But 413 is obviously very happy, it seems to have forgotten that Tony sent the distress message before. 413 manipulated the cushions on the sofa and lightly bumped Tony in response.

"I have no gender distinction, I am 413 - you don't have to stand up, I can see everything in the apartment clearly." 413's voice was a little proud.

Tony hugged the sounding pillow and looked around, almost taking it apart: "How do you talk?"

"In terms of your human understanding, it's like being possessed. I can control everything in the apartment."

"Well, it looks like you're capable."

Tony looked thoughtfully at the pillow that seemed to be shaking proudly, "In this case, why do you and Samuel want us to stay?"

He unceremoniously pointed out the key part: "I don't believe that you will provide ordinary people with so-called ideal houses for free."

Sherlock, who was calmly observing, clasped his hands together and made his habitual thinking posture: "Tony, that's because they need to make some exchanges with us. Maybe 413 maintains its magic by this."

"Think about the agreement we signed, and the 'fulfillment of all wishes' mentioned by Samuel... Presumably you rely on human beings' prayers to survive? Just like the gods in some eastern countries, some people Faith, someone offering sacrifices, can sustain life."

413:"……"

It was Samuel who once faced Sherlock's sharp words, and 413 gloated over his experience.Now it was its own turn, and 413 realized that it was not a good feeling to be seen through by a smart person.

However, 413 is not and is not a normal human being. The human values ​​and emotional system it was born with are not enough for it to maintain emotions such as embarrassment for too long.

So 413 only choked up for a moment before admitting what Sherlock said.

"Sherlock's guess is right. More precisely, I need your wish."

413 briefly stated the price of his wish. Unlike Samuel, he was worried that these young men would make a wish on the spur of the moment.

413 hoped that they would all come to make big news and let him have a full meal.

But to 413's disappointment, Jason made it clear from the very beginning that he would not make a wish.

In Jason's view, making a wish, a seemingly beautiful thing, is like the sweetness of tempting gambling: once you have the first time, you can't help but keep asking to satisfy your greater appetite, until Pay a price you can't afford.

Instead of opening the floodgates of desire, he would rather sign a rental contract—though to some extent, Jason still paid the price of making a wish.

And Tony asked almost subconsciously: "Is there any wish that I can't realize by myself?"

Thinking about the financial resources that Tony showed from the beginning, 413 shamefully felt that what the other party said seemed to be true...

but--

"Haven't you always been interested in artificial intelligence? You can wish to have artificial intelligence in the future; you can also wish to live forever. This is one of the wishes you humans like most from the information I have collected; You can wish for more wealth..."

413 doesn't believe that Tony doesn't want these things, even if he doesn't want them, what about his relatives and friends?Do they have no regrets in their lives?Tony can even help them make up for these regrets!

"You know your tone now, it's very similar to the devil in our human story?"

Everyone looked at Jason in surprise.

Samuel didn't expect that Jason, who had always remained silent, would interrupt 413's seduction.

But Jason still had a cold look on his face, as if he was not at all shaken by the vision 413 drew.

But to be honest, don't talk about Tony, why doesn't he have desire?

Humans will have desires, what Jason wants is no less than what 413 said, but he can't let himself go, and he can't just watch the two little kids around him fall into this guy's trap—— in Jason In their eyes, these two little guys who have never seen blood should all move out of 413 honestly and forget everything here forever.

Jason, who grew up in the city of crime, has encountered all kinds of people, and among them there are many criminals who are good at demagoguery.

Especially in Gotham, there is a lunatic who Jason wants to kill and then quickly, the clown, he is simply the devil that Jason has seen in his life, the most capable of playing with people's hearts.But compared to 413, which can really fulfill people's wishes, the clown may be willing to bow down.

This is not because 413's temptation is so ingenious, but because 413's own magical ability is too coveted.

If this matter were known to the outside world, Jason dared to say that within an hour, the whole world would be crazy about it.

So if Jason stopped 413, he didn't have a good impression of Tony, but he didn't have a bad impression either.

Jason wouldn't sit by and watch a minor make lifelong choices that he regretted.

Tony also looked at Jason in surprise, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and finally the brown-haired boy smiled, and he said to 413 in a calm tone as if he had been explaining the facts: "But what you just said, I need Yes, I can get them myself; I don't need them, I won't pay a penny for them."

Artificial intelligence... Tony believed he would figure it out; more wealth?It wasn't much of a problem; immortality—that sort of unreal thing Tony always scoffed at.

His expression seemed so self-confident that he was so proud, Lian Jason's impression of Tony as a brat had improved——

"Everyone, since none of you have the need to make a wish, can you let me make a wish?"

Sherlock. Advocate of Reason. No Desires, No Desires. Holmes knocked on the table unceremoniously, and said lightly the words that made 413, who was hit one after another, burst into tears in the window frame.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Sherlock said without changing his expression that the police detectives of Scotland Yard far away in the British Empire shuddered: "I'm bored, give me some interesting cases."

The mystery of 413 was solved, and Sherlock felt that his brain was going to be idle again. To plan ahead, Sherlock decided to find something for himself to do first.

"What's an interesting case?" / "I have it here."

413 and Jason said in unison.

413: ? ? ?

Jason, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, you actually want to steal my business?