Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

Shen Ye glanced at the time displayed on the smart phone on his wrist again. It was two minutes past six, and the dim sum shop still had no intention of opening.

He looked closely at the door and window, but there was no notice stating the opening hours. Most of the small shops in the old neighborhood serve regular customers, so it's not surprising that they are not so particular.

It was still dark, and the street lights were not turned on. I don't know if it was broken or to save electricity.

There are no pedestrians on Yaque Street, and the rows of low-rise houses in the resettlement area are closely connected, horizontal and vertical, very similar to the tombs in the cemetery, and they are born out of nowhere and occasionally make noises that cannot be discerned, making it even more ghostly. Furious.

If a person lives without a human face, he might as well be a ghost.

Just as he was thinking about whether to continue waiting, Shen Ye felt goosebumps all over his body, as if he had seen a ghost, a black shadow swayed towards him, accompanied by the background sound of creaking, like a classic in a holographic ghost movie. opening.

"The yellow shop is closed~"

The one approaching was an old lady, hunched over, dragging a wooden cart with piles of picked up cardboard boxes and beverage cans, and the creaking and creaking were the sound effects of the rusty wheels.

She passed in front of Shen Ye without stopping or looking at him, so she couldn't tell whether the words she just said were addressed to Shen Ye.

"Wu Gua laughs, dead man~"

The old woman moved her feet backwards and walked away with a trembling step, and she was still saying strange words in her mouth, which was even more puzzling.

But for this encounter, Shen Ye decided not to wait anymore, he could have gone to see the child first, and handed over the gift to Bai Yang for preparation, and brought it when he picked him up.

Bai Yang is better at picking the right things than he is. They are cheap and practical. He is the kind of person that many seniors who are accustomed to frugality think of as a person who is good at living. Mrs. Lu Jiang will definitely like him.

Shen Ye quickly walked through the narrow alley, turned left at the familiar alley, and the third door was Lu Jiang's house.

He stopped at the closed door, and his heart sank for no reason. This unpleasant sixth sense made Shen Ye frowned subconsciously, and squeezed the key tightly with his hand in his pocket.

Shen Ye has already searched for the source of this premonition in his mind, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, let alone ghosts and gods, and the reasons for all reactions are well documented.

It's the smell, that's right!He smelled a faint scent in the cold air, which was familiar but shouldn't belong here, it was the smell of blood.

Unhesitatingly, a bird flute was raised out of thin air. It should be the cheerful chirping of a lark, but for some reason, it suddenly changed its tone and broke the sound, like a dying cry for help.

Without any further hesitation, Shen Ye took out the key and poked at the lock hole, but the second the key tip touched the door lock, the door had already slid open.

It wasn't the key that opened the lock, it was the door that wasn't locked at all!

The curtains were covered in the dark room, the entrance was a kitchen with a stove on one side, the bedroom was inside, Tai Ming and Tai Yi's beds were next to the window, and Mrs. Lu Jiang slept in a single bed away from the door and window.

The handmade patchwork bed curtain of the single bed hangs down, as if the hostess is sleeping at home at the moment.

The smell of blood in the room was so strong that it was disgusting, Shen Ye rushed into the room, as if being strangled by an invisible ghost hand, his distressed breathing made his heart beat faster and faster.

He touched the switch and turned on the light with a slap!

what--

In the silent night, the young man screamed heart-piercingly, and Taiyi curled up on the wooden chair with his long arms and legs, wrapping his arms around his head into a shape of a baby in the womb.

He kept shouting, not knowing whether he was frightened by the sudden light, or...

Shen Ye immediately rushed over to hug the screaming boy, and then looked at the bed curtain behind him. The splash of thick red bloomed among the colorful blocks, bold and unrestrained like an impressionist painting.

There are also some drops of blood that have not completely dried up, winding downward like tear-stained vertical lines, hanging at the foot of the curtain and about to fall.

"Shen! Shen!" Tai Yi seemed to recognize Shen Ye, and wailed his name, desperately tugging on the skirt of Shen Ye's cold-proof robe, as if he had a lot to say to him but couldn't get it out , and seemed to be terrified and wanted to hide in his loose robe.

Shen Ye was dragged forward by him, and at the same time raised his hand to push aside the blood-stained bed curtain, the sight in front of him shocked his pupils.

He almost immediately covered the bed curtain back, freed his hands to tear at Tai Yi, forced himself to lower his voice and command Tai Yi: "Sit down, be obedient, don't move!"

The voice was so unfamiliar that even he didn't know him, revealing the collapse and despair that might cry at any time, the image behind the curtain still stayed on Shen Ye's trembling retina.

It was all blood, a lot of blood, the young man's pale body was soaked in a pool of blood, holy and strange, like a sacrifice to the devil.

"Sit down!" Shen Ye looked into Taiyi's eyes, he had to calm down as soon as possible, so as not to hinder him from saving others.

Yes, save people!Shen Ye saw that Taiming's limbs were still twitching slightly in the pool of blood, he believed that it was not his hallucination, he was still alive, and he had to take his patient back from the hand of death!

The breath is full of thick bloody smell, the smell is like a sharp knife scraping a person's throat dry and sore.

Shen Ye knelt beside the bed and began to examine the wounds on the boy's body, trying to distinguish which ones were fatal and needed to be dealt with first.

He felt that he was going crazy, and the tears pouring out made him unable to see the countless scars on his body clearly, and he murmured involuntarily: "Tai Ming, don't be afraid, hold on...Tai Ming, please... I'm thinking of a way, hold on... Mom is coming back soon, Taiyi is still waiting for you..."

However, in the next second, Shen Ye would fall into an unrealistic illusion again, as if this was just his nightmare.

He often has nightmares, so in fact, he doesn't need to do anything, and he doesn't need to be afraid, just wait for the moment to be awakened...

What about Bai Yang?It's terrible, why don't you wake me up!Bai Yang, Bai Yang, please wake me up quickly!I will never sneak out by myself again!

Shen Ye had no time to take care of Tai Yi who was still screaming behind him. Tai Yi seemed to have just been frightened, his body had no external injuries, while another almost identical body was scarred and fragmented.

This scene was extremely weird, as if a complete person had been divided into two, one half had its body destroyed, and the other half had its soul shattered.

It's hard to say which of them suffered more.

"In the middle of the night, there will be music and mourning! You won't let people sleep!" The woman scolded fiercely at the door, she shrunk her nose and raised her hand to slap her, "What did you do so badly in the morning... "

The neighbor's sister-in-law looks younger than Mrs. Lu Jiang, she is tall enough to accommodate the two of them, and she only wears a man's cold-proof robe over her pajamas, and she gets up with the bitterness of disturbed dreams and pushes the door open. But when he entered, he uttered words like a knife: "The door is not locked! Are you waiting for the two bastards to be stolen by someone so that they can enjoy life in peace?"

The woman suddenly stopped kicking in and out, as if she had been immobilized, with a half-yawned yawn still hanging on her face.

In the next second, the yawn suddenly turned a corner of death, and the key was raised two octaves out of thin air, and Fang Jiewa exploded: "Ah—killing——"

Shen Ye didn't care about the duet of the neighbor's wife and Tai Yi's men, women and children behind him, desperately pressing Tai Ming's severed carotid and femoral arteries with the bed sheet.

The warm blood splashed and wet the fabric, taking away the young man's thin body temperature and taking away his fresh life.

But the young man's brows and eyes became darker and darker, his eyes fixed on Shen Ye, as if he wanted to say something, he vomited a splash of blood first, and his distorted lips kept repeating short sentences without sound.

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance—"

Shen Ye yelled at the stunned neighbor's wife, his hands were soaked in the boy's blood.

Internal bleeding, he still has internal bleeding, where?Shen Ye quickly checked Taiming's whole body again, and the boy's body was uncovered.

His eyes suddenly stopped at a certain place, and there was a sharp pain in his heart. Shen Ye felt that he lost all five senses at that moment. Together with the pictures, forever and ever forget.

Between the boy's buttocks, a small piece of hard strip wedged into his body was exposed. It was one of the bird flutes that Shen Ye had given to the brothers before.