Silver-white metal spontaneously gathers into a spherical shape.
When picked up, it seems to be very light, but also seems to be very heavy. When placed under the light source, it is even vaguely transparent.
It is almost liquid, and if you touch two metal balls together, they will instantly converge into another perfect ball.
And after spraying a special liquid on the surface, it becomes extremely hard.
Only two kilograms of Chimera metal can hold five grams of antimatter, and their interiors have their own strange dynamic structures, which can maintain the stability of changes all the time.
"How does your discipline define it?" he asked Adelaide. "Is it biological?"
"Science always spares no effort to create this kind of problem for us," Adelaide dismissed. "Why should I ask myself to think about whether a biological robot has a soul?"
Lin Si fiddled with them carelessly, listening to the tinkle and crisp sound of collision, said lightly: "It is also."
He then asked, "What did you come to see me for?"
"Goodbye," said Adelaide. "I have to go to the freezer."
Lin Si: "Then you can just sleep back the age difference between us."
Adelaide pouted.
"Brother Zheng seems to be frozen too," he said, "Speaking of which, when I went to find him, he asked the same questions as you."
Lins: "Chimera metal?"
"Well," Adelaide continued to shrug, "Is the fusion of biology and machinery considered alive? Let me tell you, you people should study your own natural sciences, and don't try to understand our metaphysical things .”
"This project is really attractive." Lins put away the pieces of chimera metal and made himself a cup of coffee.
The steam rose, blurring Adelaide's vision a bit.
He waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to talk about this issue, and said, "Let me confirm your mental state, although you seem to be relatively normal."
Lin Si is very cooperative this time.
After the inspection, Adelaide gave a "tsk" and said, "It's getting better."
Lin Si lazily stirred his coffee, "It's actually not bad to be alive."
"Thank God, I finally don't have to worry about you shooting yourself in the temple someday." Adelaide sighed.
He looked at Lin Si: "Are you busy recently?"
"I was very busy at first, but these days have been going on and on. Mrs. Chen gave me three days off." Lin Si chatted with him one after another.
"So..." Adelaide continued to look at him.
As a psychiatrist who has a deep understanding of human body language, he noticed Lin Si's slightly slouchy sitting posture and the laziness between his eyebrows and eyes from the first sight.
"So you've lived a life of wanton debauchery?"
Lin Si smiled and said nothing.
Adelaide looked at the snow-white turtleneck sweater he was wearing, and said "tsk" again: "I want to cover it up."
Lin Si raised his eyebrows: "What did I cover?"
"What else could it be? Why did the white shirt maniac change his career?"
Lin Si slowly stirred the coffee. The clothes softened his whole body a lot, his voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of nasality: "Shirt, isn't that... easy to take off."
Adelaide: "…"
you are vicious.
Sure enough, all those people who tried to argue with Lin Si in history were all terrified.
He gave up on this topic, and finally became serious: "Is something going to happen on the spaceship?"
Mentioning this, Lin Si's eyes gradually turned cold.
The vast majority of people on the spaceship believed the rumors that large batches of vaccines had to be frozen because the vaccines were temporarily insufficient, but the sensitive Adelaide was aware of it.
"Yes." He knew that those subtle flaws couldn't be hidden from the tricky and experienced psychologist, so he admitted it.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Lin Si thought for a while: "You have to conduct regular psychological assessments for all the staff... Have you found that kind of person with the potential to be a conspirator? Or other special people."
"Am I supposed to do a criminal propensity assessment?" Adelaide asked.
Rings nodded.
"To be honest, no." Adelaide said frankly: "It's part of my job, I do it every year."
"Thank you." Lin Si thought thoughtfully.
Adelaide said goodbye to him casually: "Let's go, I hope you are still alive when I wake up."
Lince: "Yeah."
After the psychiatrist left, the room returned to silence.
Lin Si finished his coffee and checked the time. It was about an hour before Ling Yi came back.
He tried to analyze those intricate clues, but still couldn't start - this situation, he had never encountered in his previous life.
It's like a math problem - when you can't solve it, maybe the key conditions are missing, or the problem is fundamental and the thinking is wrong.
However, no matter where the problem lies, one thing will not change - time is running out.
If the person behind the scenes wanted to do something, he had to do it.
Ling Yi was in the first district, and Cyrus was with him.
Now is the turbulent stage on the spacecraft. Due to the large-scale freezing, the summarization and handover of various tasks are very busy. There are many exchanges between the third area and various areas. This time they have a document that needs to be signed by Mrs. Chen , the content is still related to the Chimera metal and antimatter weapons that have recently occupied the focus of scientific research.
The door was ajar, knocked a few times, but there was no response, so they pushed the door open and entered.
When they stepped into this office, they were amazed at the sight here.
In the center is a supercomputer, all four sides are filled with floating screens, with countless numbers and curves jumping on it, and the humming of high-power machines can be heard endlessly.
Cyrus said, "Ma'am?"
No one responded.
Ling Yi suddenly stopped.
He heard a weak gasp.
The next moment, his pupils dilated, his muscles tensed, and he quickly ran towards the direction of the sound. Cyrus didn't know what was going on, but he followed quickly.
On the other side of the supercomputer, complex calculations are running on the screen, and Mrs. Chen is lying in a pool of blood.
She was wearing her customary dark blue suit, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were closed, and her breasts rose and fell very faintly.
"Ma'am!" Ling Yi knelt down to check her situation, and asked, "Where's the robot?"
Why is there no shadow of medical robots
Sellers' reaction was also very quick: "I'll call the robot!"
Ling Yi's training in the third district included first aid knowledge.
but…
He clearly knew that Madam couldn't bear it any longer.
Her chest was pierced by a sharp instrument, hitting the vital point of her heart, even with medical robots...
He could only slightly lift her upper body to make her breathing easier and relieve some pain.
Madam was still conscious, she patted the back of Ling Yi's hand slowly, as if to comfort her.
"Ma'am..." Ling Yi called softly.
Madam Chen slowly opened her eyes.
Ling Yi didn't know how to describe the look in his eyes at that moment.
Fear, despair, pretending to be calm.
"Who moved the hand?" Ling Yi asked.
The only action he can think of now is to ask his wife about the murderer.
Madame did not answer.
Her eyes gradually calmed down, and she slowly raised her index finger and pressed it on her lips, making a silent gesture.
Then, she closed her eyes, and the last direction she looked at was the screen full of numbers and curves.
"lady?"
There was no answer, and her breathing stopped completely.
Ling Yi looked at the whole room.
Madame was dying when they came in—an injury so severe that it takes two minutes to end a man's life, so the striker would not be too far away, or even out of the room—and he and Cyrus walked down a long corridor I just arrived at the door of Madam's office. The corridor is straight. If someone came out, they would be able to see it, but there was no one!
Cyrus comes in with the medical droids.
The robot made a monotonous mechanical sound: "Death confirmed."
Ling Yi looked at the empty room, there was no place to hide someone.
Behind a supercomputer
He put down his wife and came to the blind spot where he had just looked - still empty.
He returned to his wife, and the lady's movements stopped at that gesture.
What was she killed for? What's the point of this silent gesture
Ling Yi suddenly raised his head to look at the screen that his wife looked at last.
In this short moment, the screen has gone blank.
A ghost haunts the spaceship.
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