"Before, I always thought that even if robots and androids were made in the future, their most fundamental trait should be honesty. But it was only with Old Thief that I learned they could really be full of lies," Yinzi said at once.
It seemed that for robots, there was no option for lying in their programming. In their underlying logic, there were only different if-else conditions to execute in order to achieve a goal.
'Connor-chan is full of lies.'
'Ralph is so steady.'
'His stress gets higher whenever Connor gets close to Ralph.'
Connor kept examining the room. He first checked the warm fireplace burning with flames, and his first conclusion was that androids did not need warmth.
When he saw the food on the table, a question mark appeared after it in Connor's information system.
"Food?"
Because androids did not eat either.
What players found hardest to bear was that the burnt rat on the table had already become a lump of black charcoal, yet Connor could still analyze it as food.
'Sure enough, only androids understand androids.'
'If it were any human police officer, they wouldn't think that lump of charcoal on the table was food.'
'What androids do naturally requires an android detective, because humans can't understand their way of thinking.'
Whenever Connor walked close to Ralph, his stress level would shoot up, but if Connor moved some distance away, it would suddenly drop.
As Connor was about to head upstairs, Ralph's stress level suddenly spiked again.
Clearly, there was something upstairs that made him nervous.
Just as Connor was going upstairs, a police officer shouted from outside.
"Connor, what are you doing in there?"
Connor stopped climbing the stairs and turned to ask Ralph behind him.
"Is anyone upstairs?"
"No, nobody's upstairs." Ralph