Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

Nuka came back with the sealed negative pressure constant temperature transfer bag on his back and handed it to Shen Ye, which contained biological samples of recent patients.

Like some well-informed and life-loving residents outside, he wrapped his mouth and nose with a long cloth towel, washed his hands with disinfectant foam after entering the door, and tore off the packaging bag of the takeaway food box and threw it into the garbage disposer.

"The newly opened barbecue restaurant on Seventeenth Street, eat the raw meat while it's hot." Nuka ordered in a muffled voice, then turned and went to the attic.

Shen Ye was grooming Woolf, the bleached half-black hair was scraped off in groups, the weather was getting warmer, it was the season for dogs to moult, the rest was shiny silver-gray fur, the little wolf really looked like a wolf.

"Aren't you going to stay and eat together?"

Nuka paused, and turned half of her body awkwardly: "I, I ate in the hospital, and met Dean Shen, who asked me to bring you back the bag... Be careful when you do it... ..."

"Avoid me?" Shen Ye didn't raise his head, "You are sneaky and evasive, it wouldn't be too much for me to suspect you of going back to your old business, right?"

Nuka's face turned purple, and his heart was filled with unspeakable embarrassment: "I don't have it!" "I, I promised you, I won't steal again, and I keep my word." His tone softened again with guilt, " You eat something!"

After finishing speaking, the person ran away quickly, and the attic door clicked and locked from the inside.

Shen Ye tore the fluff on the comb teeth bit by bit, I'm not Tia's mother, he thought, so they didn't believe me.

Lin Bai did not leave for San Lefes Island while Tia's mother was still there, and Vesper did not help the gangsters participate in the wounding case while Tia's mother was still there...

If even Nuka doesn't believe me, even he wants to find another way out...

Shen Ye cleaned up the garbage, filled Woolf's food bowl with dog food, turned and walked to the basement.

Woolf didn't start immediately, but followed Shen Ye to the entrance, squatted down and patted his tail, whining, and turned his head to the dining table overflowing with meaty aroma.

"I'm not hungry yet, you go eat." Shen Ye rubbed the dog's head and shut himself in the door.

Early the next morning, Sergeant Kane came to the door. He came so early that Woolf was still sleeping in the den.

Shen Ye complained about the old man's work and rest in his heart, and leaned on the railing of the stairs to open the door. He curled up in the chair in the basement until his legs were sore and numb, especially the right leg that had suffered a gunshot wound and almost lost consciousness.

Kane stared at the obvious fabric indentation on Shen Ye's cheek, yes, it was the same texture as his pajamas, and asked in surprise: "No one is watching, you can even sleep?"

"To do an analysis experiment, you need to calibrate every half an hour." Shen Ye yawned and went to make coffee, moving his fingertips to poke "fragrant" next to "extra strong".

When he wanted to make a second cup, Kane came over to do it himself: "I want extra strong." He pressed the button.

Shen Ye wanted to speak, but it was too late, so he silently grabbed the first cup.

The coffee machine was humming, spitting out a mixture of black coffee, milk, syrup, hot cocoa, cheese, and honey. It was sweet and fragrant, like some kind of internet celebrity drink that little girls would queue up for for two hours.

Kane: "..."

Shen Ye innocently sipped the mellow cup: "Bai Yang did it, he said drinking too much strong coffee is unhealthy."

Kane didn't like to waste, or he was absent-minded, so he let out a sigh of relief, frowned and said: "It seems that you don't know anything yet."

"What should I know?" Shen Ye felt hungry, thinking of the barbecue that Nuka bought him last night, and because they became cold, hard and greasy, he couldn't arouse his appetite.

Kane went to turn on the TV: "Damn it!" His tentacles didn't work, and he manually poked the switch a few times, only to find that the power interface was unplugged.

In the past, this little brat was also autistic and always locked himself at home, but it was not so serious to the present level, he simply didn't know anything about the world.

"Someone will remotely attack my home appliances, a boring amateur hacker, just to be on the safe side." Shen Ye explained, "I need to concentrate on my work."

As if to support his statement, the cleaning machine in the corner suddenly started to move, first drew a big heart shape in the middle of the floor, and then wiped the floor like a drunken waltz.

Woolf vigilantly followed the cleaning machine, stepped on a series of paw prints, and chased it up to the second floor excitedly like a ghost hunter.

Kane sucked his cheeks, it seems that Earls' newly appointed Chief Inspector is really busy!

Mr. Sheriff can't afford to provoke anyone, and he directly uses the tentacles to cast the screen. It is a new work of "Chef" - this is the real Shen Ye!

Shen Ye's sleep-deprived mind couldn't turn, and he read a few lines silently in a daze before confirming that the protagonist in the post was indeed himself, not someone else with the same name and surname.

Why did the chef suddenly write about him?Even if he didn't write it, Shen Ye was almost confused by the media recently, and it's really inexplicable that he added so much firewood without thinking.

Since he was writing about himself, Shen Ye read on patiently, reading the long post sentence by sentence.

I have to admit that most of the writing is true!

It records that Shen Ye was frail and sickly since childhood, tenaciously studied, and had excellent grades; after becoming an official doctor, he did not accept poor patients for fame and fortune, reduced or exempted treatment fees for them, and donated medicines and food; Many patients; use professional knowledge to clarify the truth of the Hemu case, and donate wisdom eyes and walking aids to Hemu and Tang...

Not only is the content detailed, but the article even includes pictures of the evidence of Shen Ye's donation. The entries are clear, and even the amount that he himself has never estimated is listed.

There are 80 million because of so many?Shen Ye sighed.

When Bai Yang saw it, would he think he was a good man or a fool?

There is also an inspirational story in the middle that describes his struggle with neuron disorders. The lines seem to clarify that he has this disease and cannot be a special person.

After that, he was praised for his excellent medical skills and benevolent hands. This paragraph is still full of cases, but his words have a taste of sycophants.

The more Shen Ye read, the more uncomfortable he became: "How does the chef know so much? Is he someone close to me?"

"It's not helping," Kane muttered.

Shen Ye frowned, and recalled a little: "This is not like a chef's style." The chef recorded the facts and revealed the truth, but never guided public opinion.

Kane confirmed: "It's not! Let me catch the guy who pretends to be a ghost, and he must chop off his claws."

There was an inconspicuous bump from the attic, and Shen Ye conjured something strange, but pretended not to notice it. "You know the chef?"

Kane moved his lips without knowing where to start, and took a big sip of the extra espresso: "He is our friend, you have seen it too."

"I've seen it?" Shen Ye quickly went through the acquaintances around the nun and the sheriff, but couldn't figure it out, "Friend?"

Kane nodded, his brown eyes were tinted with a light-colored golden light, and when he looked at him, there was both beast-like coercion and trustworthiness.

"We are friends with each other, including Sister Tia, Dean Shen, Inspector Warrant, Nurse Abe, Guard Adan, the chef... and you, and Nuka."

Shen Ye opened his eyes wide. Is this the legendary "list" outside?Each of them is just a node in the big network, who can see the surroundings but not the whole picture.

If the "list" really existed, where would Mother Tia hide it?

Would she wish she had it someday?Why let him inherit the Chunhui Fund but hide such an important thing?

Shen Ye was choked by the imminent conclusion, she was worried, she felt that I was not qualified, it was just that there was no better choice.

Why doesn't she leave everything to the chef?That is a person who dares to expose the truth despite the dissatisfaction of the world. Isn't he not qualified?

"You're too young, boy!" Kane exclaimed, "But everyone believes that you can lead everyone to the right path, many people believe, more than you can imagine, and you should believe in you too Own."

Shen Ye looked forward blankly, he couldn't see any road in the mist, but there seemed to be countless abyss under his feet.

He shook his head and closed his eyes tightly: "I can't do it, it's too difficult..."

If he was the only one who made mistakes in his errands, was indifferent to others, and was nothing more than a corpse, he couldn't bear so many living expectations.

"It's not that I haven't let you down before, why don't you give up on me?" You should have crushed me to pieces long ago!

Shen Ye sat on the floor and curled up his legs. Some memories were like ice edges blooming from the inside out, piercing him. It was cold and painful, and the night was endless.

The "list" was not what he wanted, and it wasn't that the nuns didn't trust her enough. It was him who had been afraid and evading.

Kane could see that Shen Ye was very cold, he was shivering, and his lips were thin, so he turned on the heater.

The tall police chief approached, squatted down and touched the ground with one knee, and stroked Shen Ye's thin back with his broad palms, he didn't know what to say, he hesitated a little, and pressed the lonely and cold child into his arms.

Someone once gave him shelter, and even sacrificed for him, but he probably just wanted... this, a warm and pampering hug, and he didn't have to feel guilty about it, and he didn't have to pay the price.

Mr. Sheriff watched Shen Ye gradually grow up from a six-year-old kid, watched him being silent and depressed by his innate strength, watched him struggle lonely amidst high expectations...

If Sister Tia hadn't left, he really wanted to tell Shen Ye not to worry, someone would take good care of him and wait for him to grow up.

Seeing the back of the old sheriff leaving, the tears that never fell in Shen Ye's eyes slowly dried up, and the sword that determined fate was once again in front of him, and he still wanted to be his own sword bearer.

This choice is not unfamiliar, either submissively hold up the sharp blade to stab the eyes, or bravely raise the sharp edge to slash at the enemy.

Damn it, not me!

Shen Ye heated up the barbecue and shared a delicious meal with the little wolf, which made him very full.

Although most of the feasts prepared by Nuka's counterfeit chef are bad dishes, his sense of smell in choosing food is still very reliable.

Shen Ye was in a good mood, at least Nuka didn't give up on him, and that bastard knew he had caused trouble, so he was so scared that he hid in the attic without touching the ground.

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Devil's Kiss, the main ingredient is MATM-CH, methyl melamine, which is a new compound synthesized and purified on the basis of angel tears with melamine as the main ingredient.

This thing has just appeared not long ago, and the first official appearance on Evening Star was the smuggling and kidnapping case led by the Pang Feng brothers and sisters, which has not yet attracted enough attention from the Alliance Drug Administration and Hong Kong Customs.

Shen Ye wrote on the electronic notebook left by Bai Yang: It can strongly stimulate the central nervous system, causing abnormal neuron popping, abnormal activity of transmitters, sharp increase in protein consumption, and possible addiction.

Whether this ingredient is related to an unknown virus still needs a lot of long-term experiments and clinical demonstrations, but he has a hunch that it will!

Among the zombie cases, some people have taken angel tears for a long time, and individual cases have neuron pop abnormalities, and the pop abnormalities also appear in Tai Ming, and the delay in death is a strange coincidence.

You have to show the patience of "connecting the water pipe" and the patience of "untying the rope" to solve the problems you encounter, my father said this to Shen Ye, and he specially edited two small games for him.

Although the game has not been cleared yet, Shen Ye knows how to continue.

The fake chef's real revelations were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, bombarding Shen Ye, who was already charred on the outside and tender on the inside, all over the entire alliance.

People who don't like washing the ground suspect everything, call him an [-]th-floor ghost of hell for fame, and scold him together with the chef. .

At the same time, many people who had received donations from Shen Ye showed up to testify. Together with the hard hammer in the post, which is not afraid of fire, it attracted a large number of fans of passers-by. Internet trolls.

Shen Ye became the brightest of the three star fields almost overnight.

Then another hacker dug up the insider, pointing out that the original post was not posted by the chef himself at all, and the fake one gave passers-by a fatal blow.

Shen Ye had imagined that such a day would come from the moment he guessed Nuka. After all, a chef like a disrecognized, smelly and hard "shit stick" not only justified the names of Hemu and others, but also exploded in food safety/academics. There are all kinds of big thunders such as fabrication/counterfeiting, government/business collusion, etc., with fans all over the world and enemies all over the world.

In fact, it is not as easy for him to say something as he imagined, and the post is deleted immediately after posting. The spread depends on the fancy reposting of powerful netizens.

The content that was disseminated this time was also "screenshot forwarded" by "netizens" in a timely manner. The original text carried the chef's certification mark, which is not easy to forge, unless you have certain hacking skills.

I have to say that Nuka played it really well, and it took 48 hours to get the pigtails caught.

The little pigtail pointed to Chunhui Hospital, and there was no way to check further down, either because Nuka was good at sneaking, or the hospital's intentional protection.

In short, this incident can easily be interpreted as a crime committed by an acquaintance around Shen Ye. Once there are major flaws in the process, the more true the content, the more people tend to think in a false direction.

The Chief Inspector Bai Yang, who was hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, directed dozens of trumpets to choke on the Internet for dozens of hours without sleep, and his face was blushing and his neck was thick when he was choked by the counterfeit melon.

It must have been done by that bastard child Nuka!He made a good guess and wanted to drive a spaceship back to Muxing to crush him to death. The prodigals don't know how to consult with him before doing something. With him, at least they won't be picked on Chunhui's head!

Just when the new chief inspector of the alliance took office, he failed to spray on the Internet, so angry he jumped up and down in the two-hundred-square-meter office, and posted a post under the identity of the real chef.

He reposted Nuka's article without changing a single word, "This is the real Shen Ye!"