Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

The sex/assault suspect Judd Smith was arrested at his home at 12:7 a.m. on December 9, an hour after the Honey Bakery opened for business.

"I want to see Old Deeppy, the sheriff of C7," Judd said as he was being restrained.

"Don't worry," a young police officer replied, "later you will meet Kane Sterling, Chief of the C District Police Department, who is several grades above old Dippy, and you can even make a free phone call Hire a lawyer. It’s not impossible to see Old Dippy, his malfeasance case is about to start, you might catch the same bus if you hurry up.”

The medical examination report of Hemu Soragoncha has been transferred to the police station of Area C. She has resistance injuries and restraint injuries on her body. Male/sperm/fluid was detected in her body, which is in line with the medical examination signs of abuse/sex/behavior.

During his interrogation, Judd admitted that he and Hem had had sex the night before, but not in the way Hem described it. He said she was consensual, and she implied he wanted a favor.

Hem's account did receive a transfer of 4700 credits that night from Judd Smith.

Sex/assault, underage, employment relationship, money/sex/transaction, color discrimination, mentally handicapped... This case was a bit of a gimmick and controversial, and it was quickly heated up by the media.

Egalitarians and disadvantaged groups came to the stage one after another, leading the majority of netizens to blow up a hurricane of public opinion, wishing that the perpetrators would be fried, cooked, cut to pieces, and then thrown on the street to feed wild dogs.

However, 72 hours later, Star Media first broke the news. After the authoritative test of Chunhui Hospital, the neuron pop of the suspect Judd showed that he had been affected by mental power, and the approximate time was within 3-7 days, which happened to cover the night of the crime.

The whole network is in an uproar!

On December 12, the District C police station publicly reported the progress of the case: Judd Smith, the suspect in the sexual assault case, was confirmed to have suffered from mental influence during the routine medical examination of the police on December 12, but whether this interference is related to The case remains to be further investigated.In addition, Hemu Solagoncha confessed through interrogation that she had indeed exerted a psychic influence on her employer, Judd, but denied hypnotizing the other party to violate her and claiming benefits.

The "victim" He Mu is actually a person with special spiritual power!

Innocent netizens instantly felt cheated, kindness was taken advantage of by evil, and the guns were actually aimed at the victim.

The sympathy at the beginning may have been very cheap, with a sigh and a few curses; now they have to get it back intensified, and their precious emotions and priceless kindness are actually cheated, damn it!

In view of the huge pressure of public opinion, Judd was successfully released on bail, while Hemu was imprisoned by the C District Police Station because of his special ability that "may affect the fairness of the case" and was suspected of abetting crime by abusing his special ability.

In the hundred years since the evolution of mental power, human beings have been divided into those with normal mental power, those with mental disabilities and those with special mental power.

The vast majority of the population of the entire alliance are mentally normal, and about one in a thousand are congenitally mentally handicapped. Such people cannot achieve brain-computer interaction through the "tentacles" that use lapel as the medium.

Among the congenital mentally handicapped, there are about [-]% of people with special mental powers. Although they also cannot use the "tentacles" to control machines, they can use "visual touch" to affect the emotions, thinking and actions of people with normal mental powers. , commonly known as "hypnosis".

The mentally handicapped seem to be at the bottom of the chain of contempt, but they are immune to the hypnosis of those with special mental powers.

Hemu, from a pitiful, harmless, sympathetic, poor, hard-working, underage mentally handicapped person, has turned into a secretive, lying, dangerous and evil person who may brainwash normal people at any time Witch!

People can sympathize with the weak from a high position, but they cannot accept the slightest risk brought by invisible powerful enemies.

The backlash of public opinion swept across like an avalanche, engulfing He Mu, the people around her, and her hidden "kinds" in an instant.

Baxter glanced up to the ceiling. Of course, he was unable to penetrate the dark night that prevented him from seeing alone, let alone see through the other party's thoughts.

Shen Ye, a mentally handicapped person, was medically diagnosed as having acquired a lack of mental power caused by a neuron disorder, so... doesn't he have that ability?

Baxter thought, he doesn't seem to like to meet people's eyes very much, even when talking face to face, his eyelashes are always half-drawn, a little shy, maybe because he is so handsome.

The oven dinged and the supper came out.

Baxter directly used his mental power to bring up the light screen of the terminal, and sent a message to the impolite bad boy: Will the master try to enjoy delicious food while watching some relaxing programs in the brightly lit living room, I believe you will fall in love with this What an experience!

Picture: [Steaming scones x12]

After sending out the invitation, Baisite suddenly realized that there is no dining table in the living room! ! !

But it didn't bother him.

So after Shen Ye procrastinated down from the second floor, what came into view was between the wall and the kennel, on the floor was a floral patchwork picnic mat, paved squarely.

In the middle of the placemat is a three-layer antique enamel plate, with four scones placed on each layer; goblets filled with milk are placed on the left and right sides respectively; it may be too shabby because there is too much white space, and the inside is dotted with aromatherapy Candles and preserved flowers.

Shen Ye was startled: "Is there a guest at my house tonight?"

"We should prepare a welcome banquet for Mr. Baxter. He doesn't like too complicated ones. These are just right." Baxter motioned for Shen Ye to sit down, and lit a candle with a snap of his fingers.

Shen Ye looked around, and finally imitated Baisite and sat cross-legged on the opposite side. The aroma of wheat baked with starch wrapped in fat almost overwhelmed the smell of milk and rushed into his nostrils. He felt that the salivary glands in his mouth began to wake up and become active.

Shen Ye picked up a piece of scone and brought it to his lips, just about to bite it, he paused, the angle of his lips opened was a little soft, swallowing the gaze.

"What's wrong?" Baisite was already chewing seriously.

"Can AI also eat?"

Baxter is right: "Yes, master, the high-simulation one, I can also simulate breathing and heartbeat." He stretched out his left hand: "Try it, take the temperature."

Shen Ye raised his hand to shake hands with him, the moment of contact was still cold, but in a second or two, that hand began to warm up, gradually warmed up, baking the tightly pressed palm, and the heat was transmitted along the arm to the body .

Shen Ye suddenly shook Baxter's hand away, it was so hot!It's almost like putting your hand on a heated kettle.

Baxter laughed mischievously and bit off the remaining scones.

"Do you still have a heating function? Can it be used as a heater in cold weather?" Shen Ye's tone was displeased, and it seemed that few people joked with him.

"Of course," Baxter retaliated a little and became very patient, "If you get close enough, otherwise it will consume a little electricity."

Shen Yexin said, food is more expensive, right?There is still one-fifth of the population of the alliance in a state of semi-starvation for a long time. Find out, this AI is really not energy-saving and environmentally friendly!

Frankly, the scones were not bad.

The soft and sticky nutrient paste is not delicious to cook directly. Baisite cut them into small pieces and kneaded them into the soft dough with milk and oil. The taste is instantly three-dimensional.

There is not too much seasoning added to the noodle cake, you can taste the light sweetness of starch and the aroma of milk, and it is very comfortable to eat while it is warm.

Seeing that Shen Ye stopped talking, Baxter sat cross-legged and chewed slowly holding a scone. He was wearing a black pajamas, the fabric was very soft, if it was changed to white, it might look like a cloud.

The little black cloud seriously ate two scones and drank the milk slowly.

He got up: "Thank you, Mr. Baxter, I hope you enjoy your life here." His feet were numb, and his expression wrinkled.

In order to avoid going upstairs with hands and feet under the gaze of strangers, Shen Ye found a topic: "Can I see your... the back of your neck? It's here." He compared his neck.

"Of course." Baxter walked over intimately, turned around, and lowered his head slightly, appearing frank and docile.

Shen Ye's cool fingers lightly landed on that piece of skin, and Baisite almost couldn't help trembling.

The hand continued to fall on it unconsciously, and every inch of movement disturbed the current under the skin.

The back of the neck is the main switch of the humanoid AI, and it is also one of the most vulnerable parts of human beings. It is now pinched between Shen Ye's fingers.

Baxter thought, he wouldn't directly shut down his phone to save electricity and food, right?That would be more embarrassing.

Artificial skin, the distribution of pores is too regular; there are no capillaries under the cortex, and the density of the filler is slightly higher than that of fat... The entire cervical spine, including the atlas and axis, are all made of metal!

It would not be uncommon for a person to regenerate skin, divert blood vessels, or even use intelligent prosthetics, but Shen Ye knew that no one could live without replacing the entire cervical spine, and live freely.

So, what the hell is he?

Shen Ye finally saw the writing on the metal sign clearly. On it was a series of letters and numbers such as product codes, and Best Young was underneath.

In the blank space in the lower right corner of the sign is a piece of etched clover. The four-leaf heart shape is arranged up and down, left and right, with the apices facing each other. An arc-shaped petiole is drawn between the two lower right pieces. Six slashes.

"Best Yang," Shen Ye said the name lightly, his vocal cords barely vibrated, and his fingertips resting on the clover were slightly numb.

Baxter was like a tiny electric charge captured by an electromagnetic field. He struggled to cut off contact with that hand, turned around and looked at Shen Ye: "I am."

Shen Ye's eyes were as black as an endless universe, and light like a river of stars slowly leaked out. His expression was elusive, joy was entwined with sadness, and he was as helpless as a child.

At this moment, he did not refuse to look at each other, but stared blankly at Baxter's deep eyebrows, as if trying to identify something.

When he opened his eyes wide, his face suddenly came alive, giving people the illusion of being desired and depended on by him.

Baxter thought, [-]% of this kid can really hypnotize, is he suggesting that I kiss him?

It seems inappropriate to have such shameful physical contact with the owner within two hours of meeting, after all, I am a serious robot.

"Good night, the charging port is over there." Shen Ye looked back, hanging on his eyelashes without any trace of grievance, making people worry if he wanted to cry, "Go to bed early, can I still have this for breakfast tomorrow?"

Baxter's Adam's apple rolled twice, reflecting on whether he had given the wrong response just now: "Of course...you can!"

Maybe it was because his unrestrained self happened to hit the right spot, Shen Ye didn't seem to have any doubts about his identity, unless the bad boy had a deep plan and deliberately let him go into the trap.

He's so cute, probably not.