The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Although he earnestly encouraged Lyle, An Minghui didn't really expect him to give any valuable clues. He didn't expect Lyle's guess to be more interesting than he imagined.

"...do you know the fraudster who is wanted by the federation?" After taking a deep breath, Lyle finally expressed his thoughts, "That person always likes to do some very dangerous things, so like I don't think it's surprising that he would take part in such a gamble. And... after I got this heart, the criminal group called the Rescuer has been leaking information, and it seems to be almost unable to support it recently. I often use this method to commit crimes, and I heard that the leader of the criminal group also likes to gamble, so..."

"Fraudster?" He had heard the name before, and he just picked up all kinds of knowledge about the Federation yesterday. Among them, this person appeared frequently in the news of various sections, and it seemed that there were even some criminal admirers who were madly obsessed with that person. Man, "Have I seen it, the famous Pleasant Convict?"

That is an incredible person who even dared to attack the federal central government affairs website, and he has not been arrested so far.

According to the information he has seen, whether it is a news writer or the wanted man himself, he likes to call himself - Liar

Ah... so the reminder is so obvious?

With such a complicated mood, An Minghui asked tentatively: "Do you know why Mr. L uses such a code name outside? Does the letter L have any special meaning?"

"Ann...do you think L is the fraudster?" Lyle watched his hair getting shorter in the mirror, and grabbed the hem of his clothes unaccustomedly, as if he felt that such a naked appearance made him a little bit Insecure, "I don't know, because I haven't paid attention to fraudsters before, sorry..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just guessing casually. Because Mr. L seems to be a very powerful person, I always feel that if it is him, it is not surprising that he can do something surprising."

And if L is the happy criminal himself, it is easy to explain why he can get this heart, although in a sense, giving his heart to others seems very weird .

"Well... Anyway, we're just guessing. We haven't been able to determine whether it's true or not, so don't think about it anymore." After speaking, An Minghui put down the scissors in his hand, and patted Lyle's shoulder, "Okay Yes, it’s finished, do you think it’s okay? It shouldn’t be too ugly, right? Lyle actually looks cute after changing her hairstyle.”

The boy's hair in the mirror was cut short, and he looked much more energetic than before. Although his expression still looked timid, it was already a great improvement.

"It's beautiful, thank you..." Lyle lowered his head shyly, "My face is not good enough, and Ann looks much better than me."

"I'm your artificial intelligence, isn't my strength the reason for your success?" After carefully cleaning out the broken hair, An Minghui untied the cloth around his neck for Lyle, smiling He naturally encouraged the young man who was still a little unconfident, "Okay, didn't you agree that you will accompany me to choose something? Let's go and see it now."

Although he knew in his heart that with the technology Lyle mastered, he would not worry about money, but when he heard the young man beside him blushing softly, "These things are so cheap, you can buy them if you like them, and I'll make them yours." Every small part of the body costs millions.” At that time, I couldn’t help feeling the wonder of the world.

As a result, he has lived so many worlds, but in the end he is still not as good at making money as an introverted teenager, and he even feels that he has never been so valuable.

After shopping, Lyle returned to his studio to start the work that An Minghui would never understand, while he was outside packing up the courier that had just been selected and delivered immediately, thinking about everything Where should it be placed is the most appropriate.

When he was holding a bunch of braided lanyards made into branches, he was thinking about whether to hang it on the wall or on the side of the mirror, when he turned around and bumped into a black figure suddenly.

Strictly speaking, it cannot be said to be a collision, because he passed through directly without touching the entity at all.

That figure obviously couldn't be Lyle, An Minghui's first reaction was to call the police, but before he sent the alarm message, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the intruder's face clearly.

"Mr. L?"

Today, L is still wearing a dress and a top hat on his head. He looks more dignified than when we first met, and the smiling expression on his face still makes people shudder.

"Don't bother to call the police, little guy, I'm just here to drop by. Is the owner of this house so unwelcoming of guests?"

With Lyle's character, it may not be very welcome.

"Mr. L, it doesn't seem very good to break into other people's homes without authorization, even if you use a holographic projection." An Minghui said helplessly, knowing that he really had nothing to do with this person, and at the same time he was a little hesitant to do so. Don't tell Lyle about this.

As the owner of this room, he has the right to know, but with that child's character, he would probably feel scared.

"The places I want to go never need other people's approval. Of course, if I can really stop me, then I have nothing to say. And I just came to see you. Is it necessary to be so cold?"

"It's only been a dozen hours since we last met."

"But I want to see you, do you have any opinion?"

It seems that Mr. L is a person who does not like to be disobeyed very much.

From the tone of the other party's second half of the sentence, An Minghui heard that the other party was obviously a little unhappy, so he could only follow him and say: "I didn't mean that, but this is Lyle's home, you will scare me to that child."

"You are really loyal to your maker." Probably bored by what An Minghui said, L walked around the room twice without interest, and then glanced at the lanyard he was holding in his hand , saw that there were still a few clips attached to it for some reason, and asked casually, "What is this?"

Unexpectedly, L would suddenly ask such an irrelevant question. An Minghui was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "It's the rope for hanging the photos. I'm thinking about where to put it."

L seemed quite unreasonable about this: "Photo? What photo, of you and that cowardly brat? I thought few people in this era would go out of their way to print physical photos."

"There will always be strange people," An Ming replied nonchalantly, not offended by the obvious ridicule in L's tone, "just like I never thought that you would give your heart away to create me. It’s the same as if it came out—it shouldn’t be completely impossible to reset the heart with the current technology, right?”

Speaking of this, L finally became interested, he squinted his eyes happily, like a noble cat that has finally been smoothed, and saw the toy he was interested in: "Wow, I found out so quickly, it seems that I Should you start preparing your customs clearance gift in advance?"

"Actually, I'm not sure until you admit it." He blinked innocently, still holding the lanyard in his hand, looking extremely harmless, "Because I really can't believe that The famous Mr. Most Wanted will actually appear in front of me in person."

After his first words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell silent.

An Ming looked at the young man who appeared in front of him almost instantly, those gray eyes were so cold that it was frightening, and correspondingly, L's tone was equally gloomy: "My dear little guy, do you want to Did you say you were plotting against me just now?"

Unexpectedly, An Minghui felt that he was not afraid, or even panicked, probably because a similar situation had happened before, but it was not face-to-face at that time.

"Still distracted at this moment?" L raised his hand to stroke An Minghui's cheek, obviously he couldn't touch it, but that action made An Minghui feel a little itchy on his cheek, "Tell me, what are you thinking?" What, do you think there is nothing to be afraid of even if you make me angry?"

There is nothing that cannot be said, but he is now an artificial intelligence that has just been made for a day, so he cannot have any memories of the past, so all he knows can only come from hearsay: "Sorry, I thought of my not long ago I saw a story and felt that we are a bit similar to the situation in the story.”

"One of the protagonists in the story has a temper similar to yours, and he was also teased a little like what I did just now. Although the gentleman was also very angry, he didn't do anything in the end, just hid by himself I secretly sulked for a long time."

This story is a bit too succinct, but the central idea is still expressed.

So L had a feeling that he was being underestimated again. He stared at the robot in front of him that was operating on his own heart, and his low tone sounded more and more dangerous: "Put this story with me, you Do you think I will be like the protagonist of the story, even if I get angry, I won’t do anything to you?”

"I don't mean that, it's just that you asked, so you just said it, and don't you think the protagonist's behavior is actually quite cute?"

This harmless smiling face really makes people want to destroy him, how can I make such a guy with my heart——L looked at An Minghui's smiling face and thought in his heart expressionlessly.

After being quiet for a while, L smiled again, but that smile was even creepier than the first one, making it impossible to doubt his identity as a happy criminal.

"Okay, I admit that I really won't touch you now, you've won this time, little guy." An Minghui heard the man whispering so softly, as gentle as a whisper between lovers, but And absolutely not so warm, "But you must not think about escaping from my palm, holding my heart, and play with me until you are satisfied, right?"

As for how to deal with this unusually bold artificial intelligence after that, it is another matter.

After throwing down these words, L's holographic projection disappeared in place, and the room was as quiet as if no one had ever broken into it, and Lyle was still working in the workshop with peace of mind. The excellent sound insulation system of this era is enough Make him unable to hear any movement happening outside.

An Minghui sighed helplessly, turned around and continued with the unfinished decoration work.

***

Message from the developer: Hello, dear children.

An Minghui: "...?"

It has been more than half a month since I came to the new world. During this period of time, the developer has never appeared. Even if he actively tried to call the other party, he never got a response. At one time, he thought that this world would never see the other party again. Appeared.

Although it popped up again suddenly now, the tone didn't seem quite right.

Message from the developer: You seem to have felt it?That's really smart, I'm really not the one I was before.He has other things to do, so I'll take over.

Message from the developer: In fact, we have met before. Although we were interrupted before we could say a few words, you should still remember me, right?I think he must have said something bad about me to you afterwards, but at least now you can rest assured that I will not do anything bad, and I was just a little curious about you before.

An Minghui does still remember, although it has been a long time since he remembered it, but since the other party mentioned it, he quickly recalled the young man who pulled himself out of the world and claimed that he could help him get out of here— —I remember that the original Mr. Developer also said that this person is not a good character to get along with.

It's really not the original one, and it's still someone I've seen before.

"Hello, I didn't expect to see you again." He greeted politely first, and then An Minghui raised his own question, "Is there something wrong with this world? When I entered, I saw the task panel and It wasn't the same before."

Message from the developer: Don’t worry about it, it’s because the person left without setting it up, it won’t have any impact, anyway, it doesn’t make any sense to you whether there are specific tasks or not, doesn’t it?

Message from the developer: Although I was called here temporarily, I actually have other things to do, so I won't always pay attention to your side, so you don't need to worry about being seen when you do something.In addition, you should treat it as a simulation game. Anyway, no matter what you do, you will not really die. It is better to say that if you really end the affairs of this world early, it will save a lot of money. Unnecessary effort.

"..." It seems that it is not the first time to be encouraged to commit suicide like this, and I am a little used to it.

Message from the developer: Alright, I’m just here today to say hello. You can play however you want later on. Even if you mess up this world, someone will come to clean up the mess. Have fun, little guy.

They came here on their own, and then left on their own, each of these people has an incomprehensible character.

At least An Minghui didn't quite understand it.

When he felt helpless about this, Lyle walked out of his room staggeringly, unable to open his eyes in sleep, and just came to An Minghui's side with vague feeling and intuition, and then stretched out his arms to hug him. He grabbed his neck, hung himself on his body, and said vaguely: "Good morning."

"It's [-]:[-] in the evening." An Minghui helplessly hugged the boy who had slept for ten hours, and smoothed the other's messy hair, although he was very happy that the relationship between the two was getting better and better. close, but he still couldn't figure out Lyle's work and rest time, and he couldn't predict it at all, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Everything is fine..." Lyle replied in a low voice, sounding like he still didn't wake up, "Ann's breakfast is delicious..."

"Then I'm going to prepare now, Lyle, you should go wash and sober up first."

While preparing breakfast, An Minghui heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, and couldn't help but smile a little, probably because it was rare to have such a stable and warm life.

Although he is a housekeeping robot, the cleaning system at home is responsible for cleaning. He only needs to stand in front of the console to control it. In addition, his daily work is only to prepare for Lyle. Meal and remind him to go to bed early.In the rest of his free time, he usually connects to the Internet for a casual stroll, or chats with Lyle, at most just to deal with L who occasionally comes uninvited and seems to find fault—but it is limited to finding fault Well, that person has never really done anything excessive.

In contrast, Lyle, who is the owner of the house, is busier than him, and spends a long time in the studio every day, obviously doing some high-intensity mental work.

On the contrary, it sets him off a bit like a idler who eats idle food, although the robot itself does not need to eat.

After An Minghui prepared breakfast, Lyle sat obediently at the dining table, his honest appearance looked like a small animal waiting to be fed, very harmless.

After putting the food on the table, he sat down beside Lyle and asked casually, "Is today's work schedule still so tense?"

Picking up a piece of bacon and putting it into his mouth, Lyle chewed his cheeks bulgingly while thinking for a while, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he answered him in a low voice: "I don't want to do work today, I want to take a rest... What does Ann think?" did something?"

It was rare to hear such words from Lyle. An Minghui turned his head and glanced at him. Seeing the look of anticipation in his eyes, he immediately understood what the other party meant. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "Although There is no prior arrangement, but since today is a rare day off, why don't you accompany me to find something to pass the time?"

"Well, I can do both."

After breakfast, An Minghui sat on the sofa in the living room with Lyle. He selected movies on the Internet, pointing to the virtual screen projected in front of him from time to time and asking Lyle if he liked such themes.

As An Minghui usually sees, Lyle's entertainment life is very poor. After being questioned a few times, he squeezed his clothes awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Ann chooses, I don't think much about it." I've been to movies, I don't know how to pick these things..."

Although he was not surprised, An Minghui still taught him a little lesson: "This is not okay. No matter how busy you are at work, you must arrange some time for yourself to relax. No matter what kind of work, it is better than work." It’s not as important as your own physical and mental health.”

An Minghui tapped his head with his fingers. Although it didn't hurt, Lyle still subconsciously covered the place where he was hit, and replied reflexively: "I'm sorry..."

"Don't tell me I'm sorry, as your domestic robot, it should be my dereliction of duty for not taking good care of you, so in order to cooperate with my work, I will occasionally take a break like today. It just so happens that Lyle is working by himself When I was alone, I was lonely, so just treat it as a company, okay?"

While speaking, he had already selected a movie, which had a certain amount of action, and generally seemed to be a relaxed type. The evaluation should be good, and it was very suitable for watching in his free time.

The level of film production in this era is already very high, and it has even been able to be shown in holograms, striving for the audience to get the best immersive experience when watching movies.

During the process of watching the movie, Lyle was very relaxed, watching the protagonist with interest and paying attention to the development of the plot. Seeing that he seemed to like the movie very much, An Minghui also devoted himself to the movie with confidence.

The movie ends with a romantic dance party. The protagonist embraces his lover and dances slowly to the music on the dance floor. The two embrace and kiss at the end of the dance music, receiving blessings and applause from the guests present.

The happy and romantic ending will indeed make people feel good after watching it, and it is perfect for relaxation on a rest day.

After the movie screening, An Minghui saw that Lyle still seemed to be a little bit unfinished, and smiled and mentioned another matter that was related to it but not very related: "Speaking of it, next month is the Federation's Valentine's Day According to the tradition, public dance parties are held in the central squares of various cities every year, do you want Lyle to play at that time?"

"Prom?" Hearing this very distant word for him, Lyle was confused for a moment, and then he came to his senses and waved his hands again and again, "I, I can't dance, and I haven't been to that kind of place, either. No one wants to dance with me..."

"You have to go out first to meet more friends, and there will be a first time in everything, but it is indeed a problem if you can't dance..." Rubbing Lyle's hair with one hand, An Minghui thought for a while , quickly came to a conclusion, and suggested to Lyle with a smile, "It's rare that you are free today, so let me teach you how to dance. Don't worry, it's just the two of us. Even if you don't dance well, you won't be caught." It's a joke."

"Me, us?"

While Lyle was still in a state of confusion, An Minghui had already set the scene in the living room as a stage, and then randomly selected a relatively soothing dance music to play, and then calmly stood up from the sofa got up.

When he came back to his senses, a slender and white hand had already been stretched out in front of him, and when he raised his head again, he saw a smiling young man in a neat tuxedo, with his other hand behind his back, a pair of dark eyes that seemed to have Like magic, it is irresistible at all, and at the same time slightly bent over and opened his lips to gently invite him: "Sir, may I have the honor to dance with you?"

When Lyle came to his senses, he realized that he had held An Minghui's hand at some point, and was led by him to the center of the stage, where a beam of spotlights was shining. Advanced projection equipment, so the projected scene at this time is also extremely realistic, as if the two of them are really standing on the stage like this.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, and shouted An Minghui in a panic: "An, An?!" Even he himself didn't know why he called the other party's name meaninglessly like this, but before his brain thought Already blurted out like this.

"Shh, concentrate on it." As he spoke, An Minghui took Lyle's hand, asked him to put it on his waist, and took the initiative to play the role of dancing girls, "After all, I want to teach you, so I will It's not difficult to dance women's steps, just follow me, Lyle."

When the palm touched the flexible waist, Lyle almost had the illusion that the palm of the hand was burned. It was clear that An Minghui didn't use much strength to hold his hand, and he could struggle away with a little force, but he It didn't do that, for unknown reasons.

"Be confident and keep your back straight. On this stage, you have to imagine yourself as the most reliable Mr. Knight." As he spoke, An Minghui led Lyle to take the first step with the music, "Get ready Alright, my Mr. Knight? Then we shall begin in earnest."

The author has something to say: An Butler's Work Diary:

Things have improved with Lyle today, at least he's willing to talk to me

Unexpectedly, I met Mr. L again

And it pissed him off

In principle, I should actually thank him for providing this heart...