The same night, some people have already fallen asleep.
But for others, the nightlife has just begun.
Inside a bar that was not as noisy as other bars, scattered customers were distributed throughout.
At a glance, only the customers near the bar counter were the most numerous.
At this moment, the bar door was pulled open.
A teenager with half his face swollen and two dark circles under his eyes pushed the door open and walked in.
He seemed to have not expected so many people to be there today, paused for a moment, and walked in with a dark expression.
With such a face, from the moment he pushed the door open, he was receiving everyone's attention.
Facing the curious gazes from all directions, the teenager bared his teeth and glared back.
The teenager headed straight for the liveliest bar counter.
In front of the bar counter, a long-haired woman in a red qipao mini-dress was skillfully mixing drinks with a shaker.
And the seats in front of her were all occupied.
A row of men were waiting in secret.
Waiting for the chance to win the favor of the beautiful boss – to have her personally mix a drink.
The beautiful boss usually didn't mix drinks at this bar; she only came occasionally.
Even so, many people still came to loiter, hoping to catch a glimpse of the beautiful boss and gain her favor.
When the boss came, she would casually mix a few drinks to be complimentary, randomly giving them to the guests present.
Guests who were lucky enough to receive a drink could take the opportunity to strike up a conversation with the beautiful boss.
The beautiful boss, Man Yixuan, carefully poured the mixed liquid from the shaker into a glass, glanced at the entering teenager, and as the teenager approached, she looked at the liquid in the glass and asked indifferently, "What happened to your face? Was the job done?"
The teenager hopped onto a bar stool, casually grabbed a drink that the woman had just placed on the table, ready to push it out, and brought the glass to his lips: "In a way, the result is the same."
He was not lying; the result was indeed the same.
The delivery robot that had already killed multiple people had no chance to harm anyone, it only injured a robot.
Although, that delivery robot was not disabled by him, it was indeed dealt with.
His mission could be considered completed.
Before he could take a sip of the wine, a hand from the side snatched it directly from him: "Little kid shouldn't be drinking."
The teenager glared: "Brother Shi Tou! I'll be an adult in a few days!"
The man silently downed the wine in the glass and then snorted: "But you're not an adult today."
Man Yixuan, holding another mixed drink, pushed it towards a man at the bar counter, then put down the shaker, made way for the bartender behind her, and walked out from behind the bar.
Soon after, the bar door was pushed open again, and a man, who was still very eye-catching even when fully armed with a mask and a baseball cap, walked in pushing a metal suitcase.
Those who were still talking immediately and tacitly entered their exclusive private room one by one.
After entering the private room, Gou Zhe took off his hat and mask and threw them onto the sofa.
He pushed the suitcase to the center. Once his hand left the suitcase, it bounced and flipped over in the middle of the room.
Gou Zhe walked over, squatted down, and pressed the switch on the suitcase.
After the switch was pressed, the suitcase opened with a slight gap.
From the gap, a finger immediately appeared.
Then, the finger fumbled and a whole hand emerged. The fingernails of that hand were painted with black nail polish, and it was struggling to pry open the case. It seemed that due to some constraint, it was unable to move freely or exert its full strength, only managing to scrape the metal suitcase with its nails, making a harsh sound.
"You brought one back?" Shi Tou asked in a deep voice.
Gou Zhe squatted down, lifting the lid of the suitcase as he spoke, "Yeah, this one is a bit different. I brought it back for you guys to study."
Man Yixuan heard this and walked over.
Zhao Fugui, with his round eyes, peered from the shadows of the sofa.
At this moment, the suitcase had been opened, revealing a robot that was forcibly folded and looked somewhat deformed inside.
The long-haired robot's head was originally buried inside, with the back of its head facing the open suitcase. The group could only see messy long hair inside.
At this moment, the head rotated 180 degrees, turning halfway around to face them, and grinned.
"Holy crap!" Even though he was already far away, Zhao Fugui flinched backward on the sofa, startled.
That smile was too creepy.
"How is it different?" Man Yixuan asked, looking at the robot in the suitcase.
Gou Zhe touched his chin and slowly said, "It disguised itself as my fan and could also camouflage. It kept its head down when it came in..."
Before Gou Zhe could finish speaking, the robot in the suitcase, unwillingly, spoke up, "How did you find out? How did you know I wasn't your fan?"
Its tone was full of curiosity.
The others were stunned upon hearing this.
Gou Zhe was not surprised and answered directly, "You claimed to be my fan and asked for an autograph, but you didn't even have a pen ready. Doesn't that seem unreasonable?"
The robot seemed to ponder for a moment, then said, "So, it was because of that."
Gou Zhe gave the others a look: "You've all seen it. Not only can it pretend to be my fan to kill me, but it can also review its mistakes and find the reasons..."
"It has intelligence," Shi Tou said, looking at the robot in the suitcase before him with undisguised shock.
"Yes," Gou Zhe said in a deep voice. "Robots' learning ability is inherently far superior to humans. The previous out-of-control robots would indiscriminately attack humans. Better ones would target specific individuals and cooperate. But their commonality was a lack of self-control. Once they started killing, they couldn't stop. But this one can select targets independently, hide its identity, and it knows we identify them by their eyes. After judging that it couldn't kill me in a short time, it would escape... In a way, they have evolved."
"In that case, it's troublesome," Man Yixuan's expression lost its usual coldness, and she said with some gravity, "We need researchers who specialize in robotics."
Gou Zhe nodded: "I brought it here today to discuss this with you. I have a friend who knows a researcher at the robotics research center, and I've arranged a time to meet them. Yixuan, you can keep it here for now. You know, it's not convenient for me to have it with me given my identity."
Man Yixuan: "You can rest assured and leave it to me."
The appearance of this robot cast a somber mood over everyone.
Seeing this, Zhao Fugui tried to liven up the atmosphere. He joked, "Indeed, Brother Gou Zhe is such a big star. Wherever he goes, he attracts attention. Even if he goes out for a walk wearing a mask, there will be a crowd of men and women asking for his contact information. It's naturally inconvenient to bring it along."