[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

When you go to work the next day, you don't see your partner, but a young man.

"Officer Booty drank too much, fell down the stairs, and is lying in the hospital." Your new partner says, "He's always like this, so I'm the only one to take over for him." You're a little surprised , It turned out that Police Officer Buti's terrible drinking capacity, like the Russians, also lost to Cerebellum.

"Oh, hello, my name is Hector." You shook his hand politely, and he smiled, "Hi, Hector, you can call me Crown, but I remember you ——" He tilted his head, and then said in fluent Chinese: "Lin Fengmian, isn't it?" It's in English."

"Hector—Spear, really suits you very well," Crone smiled, "But Lin Fengmian is more suitable for you, Fengmian." Such an intimate title is spat out in a rigid manner, which is as boring as a university professor. .But I have to say that the appearance of this new partner is impeccable, with a slender figure, black hair and black eyes, but with the profound facial features of Europeans. It is estimated that staring at each other with these eyes, even if it is a priest, will be mistaken for him. It's the flirting of a prodigal son.

"I'm of Chinese-English mixed race." As if aware of your scrutiny, Crohn explained with a smile, "But I've been living with my family in the UK, and I've been working in the US after graduating from university." You answered with a smile, You are not good at introducing yourself, so you changed the subject and asked about today's arrangements.Kraun didn't care about your impolite behavior, and asked, "What do you want to do next?" You looked out the window, the sun was shining brightly, coating this small town with a layer of gold, and the air smelled fluffy.So you say, "I'd like to issue a few more tickets." Crohn raises his eyebrows and looks surprised, but he just replies, "Okay, let's get started."

The job of a policeman is very simple. You have lived a life that is almost retired and unemployed. The most important incident you have dealt with is just a brawl of local unscrupulous youths. You get high praise from the Sheriff, and you don't even own your own head when you're an FBI lackey - who knows when it'll be cut off?

You are now mixing this kind of life with your head firmly on your neck, three regular meals, and friendly partners who send you self-baked cookies from time to time-although you still cannot accept his "British food" anyway, You can't help but sigh that Crone is an expert in baking (probably the racial advantage of the British), Scottish-style butter sandwich biscuits, raspberry cheese-every bite is a sinful whipped cream, and Sri Lankan black tea, Crone will treat you to a typical British afternoon tea like this almost every day, and the result is not only the rapid distance between you, but also your equally rapid weight gain (but the culprit did not gain even a microgram of fat, He obviously eats more than you!), you learn from the pain and want to stay away from these calorie demons, but the perseverance of refusing instantly collapses in front of Crohn's peppermint cocoa mousse.You are unconsciously infected by the city's leisure and laziness, and you start to like this exile place-a tourist attraction away from the metropolis, you can go for a walk in the small town's state park during working hours, and enjoy the sights of the Mississippi River, Missouri and The sights of a riverside town where the Illinois River meets may even be a good idea to start thinking about retiring here.

A torrential rain polished the city to a bright shine. After the rain stopped, Kraun asked you to take a walk in the square, and you readily accepted the appointment.To be honest, Crane's personality is very suitable to be a friend. He is humorous, funny, talkative, and understanding. Even a person like you who is not good at friendship will be attracted to him unconsciously. You think he can be called a friend. ——What a strange vocabulary, even if you have known each other for less than a month.

When you arrive at the square, Crohn is feeding the pigeons. He waves to you, and you run to take the bread from him.The hour bell rang dully, like a stone thrown into a pond, startling a flock of white doves, flying away like spreading ripples.You crumble the bread and feed it to these spoiled birds.

"Like it?" Crane asked casually, and handed you all the bread, and you said, "I like how they look on the dinner plate." Crane laughed loudly, his black hair trembling slightly: " These fat guys are really good food." Obviously, the fat guys haven't realized the conspiracy, and they are rushing to get close to you with their small eyes open.

"But I like the other one." You smiled unconsciously, and gently stroked the back of a pigeon with your fingers: "I chased him crazily, addicted to this feeling-palpitations, and fear."

"Oh, what bird caught your attention?" Crohn's voice rose slightly, obviously interested, and you don't mind saying more.

"He's not a little bird, he's a fierce bird." You fell into the memory, without noticing how soft your expression was at the moment: "His name is Black Sparrow, and he is my dear wanted criminal."

You started to tell the story of joining the FBI, your fight with Black Sparrow, your evaluation of Black Sparrow, these are just some trivial things, but Croon listened very carefully.Like opening a magic box, these memories awaken your long-suppressed emotions, like the mud and sand at the bottom of a pond being roughly turned, and the calm appearance being broken by turbidity and filth.You suddenly realize that you talk too much. You have always been the best detective with a bright future. You have also learned how to disguise and restrain yourself. Maybe the atmosphere is too relaxed, and you have exposed your mind so easily. , but Kraun didn't make a comment, just asked you: "What do you want to compare the black sparrow to, Fengmian."

A: "He is my light."

B: "He's my eternal enemy, but..."

The author has something to say:

Branch selection is here!Everyone, don’t go to the wrong place_(°:з」∠)_The first story is not high-energy, high-energy will be in the next few 233