Jarvis who has seen through everything

This time the case was destroyed too quickly, and the fast Sherlock wanted to kill Jarvis' door directly with a knife.

This man is even more annoying than Mycroft!

Perhaps Sherlock's anger was too obvious (not an illusion), and Jarvis was considering whether to come to apologize.

Knowing Jarvis's thoughts, John said: There is no need to apologize or anything, he is a person with this kind of virtue, but it is still okay to visit with cookies.

Even though he said so, Jarvis still went to the door to apologize, and brought enough freshly baked cookies.

Then Sherlock shut the door mercilessly.

And, by the way, the whole basket of cookies he had brought.

Looking at the empty hands, Jarvis smiled helplessly.

Shortly after returning home, Jarvis received a text message from John apologizing for Sherlock's unreasonable behavior.

After Jarvis returned the message to John, he went to the kitchen to bake some cookies.

Tomorrow is Saturday, Harry's plane will arrive at seven o'clock this evening, and he will stay here for two days.

"I'm back!" Peter had just finished class and bought ingredients from a nearby supermarket by the way. Jarvis would cook after Harry came in the evening.

Having stayed in the UK for more than a week, Peter and Jarvis have also eaten at several nearby restaurants, but overall, the taste is not very charming, so apart from eating in the school cafeteria at noon, both of them It's cooking and eating at home.

Jarvis poked his head out from the kitchen, "Did you get cranberries in the supermarket?"

"I got it." Peter changed his slippers and lifted up the two large shopping bags in his hands. "A big box of cranberries can be used many times."

Jarvis put the beaten eggs on the table and went forward to pick up the shopping bags, but Peter dodged and said, "I'll carry it."

Jarvis shrugged indifferently and walked back to the kitchen.

Peter followed behind him, carrying shopping bags into the kitchen, putting everything in the refrigerator, and putting the snacks in the snack cabinet before turning around and walking out of the kitchen.

"I'm going to do some laundry."

"I've finished washing in the morning."

"Huh?" Peter turned around, "Why didn't I see you doing laundry?"

Jarvis was washing his hands. He beat eggs to get some egg liquid on his hands. He said, "When you go to class in the morning, I will wash your clothes as well."

Peter's ears were a little hot, he stumbled and said, "I, my dirty clothes are wrapped in socks or something..." And underwear...

"Ah, I also washed it together." Jarvis replied indifferently, continuing to work in his hands, mixing butter and flour together, "It's all dried and put in your closet for you gone."

Peter's face flushed red, he quickly turned around and walked out, and said loudly without looking back, "Thank you, thank you!"

"Eh? Aren't you going to help me wash the vegetables?"

"I'm going to change clothes, come on!"

By the time Peter got his mood together and went downstairs again, Jarvis had already put the cookies in the oven and was about to wash the vegetables for lunch.

Peter quickly snatched it over, "I'll wash it."

Jarvis handed over the work of washing the vegetables to Peter, and turned to chop the sausage.

At noon, he plans to make lasagna with cheese, sausage and potatoes, and then add a bowl of salad, and dessert cookies.

After lunch, Jarvis looked at the time. It was time for him to go to school, and he had two classes on Friday afternoon.

Peter consciously went to wash the dishes, and he didn't forget to ask Jarvis not to forget to bring an umbrella when he was about to leave the house.

"The weather forecast is always inaccurate these days. I always think it will rain today. Don't forget to bring your umbrella."

"Okay." Jarvis agreed, took out the umbrella from the shoe cabinet and stuffed it into the schoolbag.

"I'll pick you up after class! Then we'll go to the airport together!"

"it is good."

……

After entering the classroom and greeting his classmates, Jarvis sat down and began to sort out the textbooks.

Not far away, Linda poked Al's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Why haven't you been looking for Jarvis these days? Could it be that the last accident hasn't calmed you down?"

"No." Al poked his notebook with a pen in a rogue manner, resting his chin with one hand, and replied, "I give up."

Linda looked at her in surprise, "You have never been so impatient before, what's wrong this time?"

Al shook his head, "I just found out that I'm not suitable for him. Sure enough, male gods can only look up to me, not what mortals like me can imagine..."

"When did you learn such words?" Linda looked at her amusedly, "But it's a good thing, and I don't think you and him are suitable."

Al curled his lips and sighed, "It's a pity that I'm so beautiful that I can't even find a boyfriend."

"Come on, with so many people chasing you, why don't you despise any of them?" Linda said.

"Those people?" Al clicked his tongue, "I don't like them."

"What about Chris?" Linda blinked, "You and him are considered childhood sweethearts, and he is also quite handsome, and his academic performance is also good, why don't you consider him?"

Al and Chris are neighbors. They grew up together and were classmates since kindergarten. It’s just that they were not in the same school in high school, but they took the same exam in the university, with the same major and the same class. Lin Da often lamented the fate of the two.

After thinking about Chris, Al twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hehe——"

……

"I hope to get your summary of this class next week." When the class was over, Professor Hannibal Lecter said to the students below with the lesson plan in his hand. Then he paused and said again: "Jarvie Sstark, come to my office after class."

Jarvis, who was sorting out his notes, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, Professor."

Looking at the time, it is a quarter past six, so it shouldn't be too late.

Jarvis handed over the schoolbag to Chris for temporary storage, and walked towards the door of Professor Lecter's office.

"Please come in."

Jarvis pushed open the door, "Professor."

"Sit." At this time, Professor Lecter had just returned to the office not long ago. He took off his slim suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, sat down at the desk, and gestured to Jarvis to sit down.

"I heard you helped England Yard solve the cinema murder?"

"I just helped a little." Jarvis nodded and replied.

"But you did help the police capture the suspect." Professor Lecter looked at him with a smile, "You did a great job."

"Thank you."

"As my student, I have always cared about you." Professor Lecter put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, looked directly into Jarvis's eyes, and said worriedly: "When I hear you and Al and Chris When encountering such a thing, I feel very angry and worried, although I am proud of you, but I still hope to confirm whether you have any bad emotions because of this."

Jarvis shook his head, "Thank you, but it didn't affect me badly."

"Oh?" Professor Lecter looked at him in surprise, "I also found Al and Chris before you. Although their emotions were relieved very well, they were also depressed for a few days. Didn't you ?"

Jarvis thought about it, then shook his head honestly, "No."

"Okay." Professor Lecter's eyes flickered, he changed his posture, but still looked directly into Jarvis's eyes, and said, "Then when you know someone was killed in a movie theater, the first emotion you have What? Fear? Worry? Anger?"

"Neither." Jarvis replied, "I'm calm."

Professor Lecter stared at him gently, with an even tone, "Why? You are a psychology student with excellent grades. You know, such a reaction is not common. I have checked your information. You are in the University of London. The professor wants you to study criminal psychology, so I think you can see what I'm talking about."

Jarvis nodded flatly, "Yes, Professor."

"Then would you like to tell me about your knowledge?" he asked.

From the perspective of normal human psychology, the normal reaction to such a thing should be fear and anxiety, or worry and anger, but a reaction like Jarvis is not normal, because he is too calm and does not show the slightest The emotions that belong to normal human beings are too cold-blooded. Such a person has a high chance of being an organized violent criminal, or has a high chance of developing into such a person.

Of course Jarvis knew this, but he also knew that he was not a so-called normal person.

He was just an artificial AI without any emotions at the beginning. Although after being perfected by Tony, he began to express human emotions, but it was like a human reflex arc, and his data began to adapt to such emotions. Having learned what kind of 'emotion' to show under what circumstances, his glances, smiles, frowns and anger all come from the more proficient procedures he uses.

And he is now a human being, so he wants to really learn human emotions, instead of just relying on programs and data to subconsciously express them, so he entered university.

This process was very difficult and long, but Jarvis felt it was the right decision.

However, it was obvious that he hadn't learned to be emotional about the death or injury of strangers. It might be cold-blooded to say this, but it was the truth.

Jarvis thought that if it was replaced by someone he knew and loved, maybe he would show the right emotions, but in this situation, he might not be able to do so.

However, these things obviously cannot be told to Professor Lecter in front of him.

"...Because I'm used to it." After a moment of silence, Jarvis found an excuse, "Although I don't want to say it, I think you know my identity, my surname is Stark, and my father used to be a Arms dealer, and now he is Iron Man, I am used to more tragic deaths and injuries, although this is not a pleasant thing, but when you get used to it, everything becomes plain."

"A fighter will not stop attacking because of the casualties around him, he will only use this as his motivation to move forward."

"You're right, Jarvis." Hannibal Lecter looked at Jarvis, a light flashed in his eyes, "You're right."

……

After coming out of the office, Jarvis breathed a sigh of relief.

At the door of the office, there was Chris waiting for him with his schoolbag.

"Chris." Jarvis took his schoolbag, "Thank you for keeping you waiting."

Chris shrugged indifferently, and said coldly, "It's okay."

"...Are you going home now?"

Jarvis shook his head, and walked downstairs side by side with Chris, "My friend Harry is coming to England today, and Peter and I will pick him up at the airport."

Chris pouted.

Walking downstairs, Peter was standing at the door, holding an umbrella dripping with water.

It really rained today, although the amount of rain is not heavy, but if you don't use an umbrella, your clothes will be soaked.

"Jarvis!" Seeing Jarvis go downstairs, Peter waved his hand, "Oh, good afternoon, Chris."

Chris nodded.

Peter: "Let's hurry up, Harry will be there in half an hour."

"Yes." Jarvis nodded and said goodbye to Chris, "See you later, Chris."

Chris: "...see you later."

Jarvis took out the umbrella in his schoolbag, and walked out of the teaching building with Peter under the umbrella. In the distance, the vague conversation between the two could still be heard.

"Why did you come out so late?"

"Professor Lecter was looking for me, so I wasted some time in the office."

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, the professor is just concerned about whether I have any bad influence because of the theater."

"Ah, so are you scared?"

"Are you kidding, of course not..."

Watching the backs of the two men drifting away, Chris clicked his tongue and turned to leave.

……

Upstairs, Hannibal Lecter stood in front of the window, his face was shadowed by the curtains, and he looked vague. He watched the two leaving figures for a long time, and sighed:

"It's a pity that you have such a difficult identity..."

……

"What's wrong?"

When he was about to leave the school gate, Peter suddenly looked back, and Jarvis asked suspiciously.

"...It's okay." Peter turned his head back hesitantly, and said, "I always felt that someone was watching us just now. Forget it, it might be an illusion."

"Let's go then, we're going to be late."

"kindness."

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