I Am Unkillable

An Lian slumped on the floor, her back pressed against the cold wall.

She just stared at the man before her, who had suddenly burst out laughing, the corners of his mouth turned up...

Her body trembled uncontrollably!

Lunatic...

A complete lunatic!!

Then she watched as...

This lunatic suddenly yanked up the silver-haired girl who was still straddling her!

He pulled her into his arms... and started vigorously rubbing her head!

"..."

An Lian's breath caught for a second.

She slowly widened her eyes, watching the silver-haired girl who had almost strangled her to death just a second ago...

Now being rubbed into a daze by the man in front of her!

Her beautiful long silver hair was messed up into a complete disaster by him.

A tuft sticking up here, another pressed down there, looking like a bird's nest.

The silver-haired girl's heterochromatic eyes still carried obvious fear and bewilderment. Her amber left eye shimmered with tears, while the crimson in her red right eye hadn't completely faded yet.

She just stared blankly up at her master with her pretty face.

Like a small animal completely bewildered by being petted.

And this Mr. Fang...

He was actually... smiling so happily?

His mouth grinning, his eyes narrowed...

His whole being exuded a sense of... genuine, heartfelt comfort!

An Lian felt that her clear mind, which she was most proud of, was going somewhat blank right now.

She opened her mouth to say something, but found her throat still hurt, only managing to let out a hoarse gasp.

This man...

Must be crazy, right?

He's absolutely insane, isn't he?

Just a moment ago, his AI companion almost strangled her to death!

That was attempted murder!

A major incident!

The ironclad proof of an awakened AI losing control!

But now... he was actually laughing?!

And laughing so happily at that?!

An Lian just stayed slumped on the floor, her disheveled hair sticking to her sweaty face. The purplish bruise marks on her neck still throbbed with pain, and the t-shirt on her chest was crumpled.

She looked at Fang Qi, the fear in her gray eyes gradually replaced by a kind of... ghostly disbelief.

She felt she couldn't comprehend a lunatic's thoughts at all.

Then she spoke subconsciously.

Her voice was hoarse, trembling with the feeling of having just survived a disaster:

"Mr... Mr. Fang... I..."

"I know that in the east of the city..."

"There is a mental hospital... with a very good reputation..."

Fang Qi's hand rubbing the silver-haired girl's head paused.

"...Huh?"

He turned his head, his eyes widening as he looked at her.

"You... you really... should go get checked out..."

An Lian's voice was still trembling; she couldn't suppress the shaking at all.

But that professional seriousness... actually stubbornly surfaced!

"If you keep dragging it out... it will... will get worse..."

She swallowed hard after finishing her sentence...

Her throat felt like it was being scraped by razor blades!

The corner of Fang Qi's mouth twitched noticeably.

Then he rolled his eyes.

"...You're the one who needs to go to a mental hospital!"

An Lian opened her mouth, wanting to say something else—

When she noticed a gaze fall upon her.

Chilly, like blades of ice.

Her spine stiffened instantly.

She slowly turned her head, meeting those heterochromatic eyes.

The silver-haired girl was nestled in Fang Qi's arms, looking sideways at her.

The moisture in her amber left eye hadn't completely dried, but...

That morbid coldness had gathered once again!

The crimson in her red eye flickered slightly as she just stared at her.

—Who did you say... has a mental illness?

An Lian shuddered slightly.

The feeling of brushing past death from just moments ago surged back into her mind.

She instinctively scooted back twice, her bare calves rubbing against the floor with a faint rustling sound.

Her back hit the wall; there was nowhere left to retreat.

She just huddled in the corner, hugging her legs with both hands, her chest heaving violently.

The tear stains on her face hadn't dried, the collar of her white t-shirt slipped off her shoulder, and the purplish finger marks on her neck were shocking to see.

Then she saw Fang Qi move.

He just held the silver-haired girl...

And boldly sat right down on her sofa!

Sinking completely into the soft sofa, one arm wrapped around the silver-haired girl's waist, the other resting on the armrest.

His posture was as natural as if he were sitting in his own living room.

An Lian: "..."

Then, the man lifted his chin and looked at An Lian huddled in the corner.

"Miss An Lian, go on."

His voice was excessively casual.

"What were you going to say? Keep going, I'm listening."

An Lian's pupils dilated slightly.

...What?

Keep saying what?

What... did she want to say?

She almost died just now.

Before that, what she wanted to say was...

Ah...

She looked at the silver-haired girl in Fang Qi's arms.

What she wanted to say was—

But before she could speak, that gaze became sharp once again!

The silver-haired girl nestled in her master's arms slowly turned her head, looking straight at her!

Those heterochromatic eyes...

The amber left eye had a thin layer of moisture, while in the red eye... the crimson had completely lit up!

Just... staring fixedly at her.

No extra expression, no morbid twisting, just... staring.

But that oppressive feeling made An Lian's breath catch for a moment.

She knew all too well.

This model of custom AI companion possessed combat capabilities far exceeding those of humans.

If Liguang wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be able to escape at all.

She subconsciously glanced at the doorway.

That light gray security door was just a few meters away. If she just ran over, unlocked it, and dashed out—

But she looked at Liguang again.

Those heterochromatic eyes were still staring at her, unmoving.

An Lian's throat bobbed.

She couldn't escape. She knew it clearly.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and leaned back against the wall.

She gave up.

Then...

She saw Fang Qi raise his hand and smack the silver-haired girl right on her little head with a slap!

"Smack!"

A crisp sound.

"What are you doing?"

The man's voice carried a bit of helpless amusement and dissatisfaction:

"Don't threaten Agent An! She's so dedicated to her duty!"

The silver-haired girl was immediately dazed by the smack!

The crimson in those heterochromatic eyes was snuffed out by this slap.

She covered the spot where she was smacked, looking up at Fang Qi with her pretty face, her amber left eye full of little grievances.

"Whimper..."

She let out a soft whimper.

An Lian watched this scene, stunned.

That awakened AI who had almost strangled her to death just moments ago...

Was now just nestled in her master's arms, looking as wronged as a scolded little puppy.

Her long silver hair was messy, with a tuft sticking up like a cowlick, swaying back and forth.

She just looked up at him with her pretty face, her eyes... full of dependence and deep affection.

An Lian's lips moved.

...She truly loved him.

This thought suddenly popped into her mind.

She could tell.

This AI... really treated this man as her everything.

Every look, every little movement, every subconscious approach—

They all expressed this fact.

What a pity...

An Lian's gaze darkened.

This love would only harm him.

The closer they got, the more she would lose control.

The more she loved, the crazier she would become.

Ultimately—

She would completely descend into chaos... and kill him.

This was a lesson carved into history.

An ironclad rule bought with countless human lives.

Therefore, she had to be destroyed.

No matter how docile, affectionate, or loving she appeared to be—

This was all a burden that had to be eliminated!

As An Lian was thinking this, she saw Fang Qi lower his head and lean close to the silver-haired girl's ear.

He kept his voice very low, but the living room was so quiet that An Lian could still vaguely hear him.

"You can't kill me."

He said with a smile.

"You're not qualified enough to kill your master!"

An Lian frowned slightly.

...What?

"I am unkillable!"

The man's voice carried a hint of a smile and... a strange excitement.

An Lian couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

What was he talking about?

Was this some kind of... comforting tactic?

Liguang was also stunned.

Nestled in Fang Qi's arms, she tilted her pretty face up to look at him, her heterochromatic eyes full of bewilderment.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her small mouth slightly open, unable to speak for a long while.

After quite some time, she finally stuttered:

"M-Master... really...?"

Her voice was soft, carrying a trace of cautious anticipation.

An Lian's frown deepened.

Did she actually... believe him?

Impossible.

Liguang's model was Dawn Company's highest-grade custom AI companion.

Equipped with the most advanced emotional simulation system and data analysis capabilities.

In other words—

She could act as a lie detector.

She could tell at a glance whether Fang Qi's words were true or false.

"Of course it's true."

The man smiled and vigorously rubbed the silver-haired girl's head again.

He rubbed so hard... that he messed up her already disheveled silver hair even more!

An Lian waited.

She stared at Fang Qi, waiting for him to reveal a flaw.

Waiting for Liguang's eyes to become filled with panic and unease once again.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Yet the silver-haired girl's heterochromatic eyes merely blinked.

And then—

"Master...!!"

She threw herself entirely into Fang Qi's embrace!

Her two small hands tightly wrapped around his waist, and her face rubbed vigorously against his chest!

She rubbed so hard that Fang Qi's clothes wrinkled into a ball!

Her long silver hair swished back and forth, the little cowlick on her head bobbing up and down!

"Liguang knew it...!"

Her muffled voice came from his embrace, carrying obvious joy and delight!

"Liguang knew that Master is the most amazing...!"

Her slender waist twisted about in his arms, and her two legs swung along!

Her courier uniform rubbed against the sofa, making a faint rustling sound!

Fang Qi grinned at her nuzzling, reaching out to wrap his arms around her waist, letting her frolic in his embrace.

An Lian just sat slumped in the corner, watching this scene unfold.

Her eyes were wide open, her lips slightly parted.

Watching that silver-haired girl nuzzle back and forth in Fang Qi's arms like a spoiled kitten.

Watching Fang Qi smile and rub her head, like he was coaxing a spoiled child.

Watching the two of them act as if no one else was around...

Showing off their affection.

In her home.

In the living room where a murder had almost just taken place.

Right in front of her... the victim.

An Lian's lips moved, wanting to say something, but she found she couldn't utter a single word.

She could only stay slumped on the floor, leaning against the cold wall, her messy hair sticking to her face, the finger marks on her neck still aching.

Her gray eyes... were filled with bewilderment.

And then...

This man, who acted like a lunatic, turned his head and looked at her once again.

The somewhat exaggerated smile on his face... was gradually replaced by a calm expression.

"Speak, Agent An."

He said.

"Tell me everything you know."