The situation had reached a deadlock.
Bai Youwei refused to ask questions, and Hans didn't dare to.
Initially, they thought elimination merely meant elimination, not realizing it involved death.
Nobody wanted to die.
After a long discussion, perhaps an hour, perhaps two, Hans finally decided on the candidate.
"Robert, you do it this time," Hans instructed him. "The question should be crafted skillfully. We don't know who is behind the door, it could be Eureka, it could be Mike... So, it's best to avoid professional knowledge. Ask about hobbies, emotional matters; try to make the question as emotive as possible. Artificial Intelligence lacks emotional thinking; it will surely reveal a flaw."
The man called Robert had sunken eyes and a face full of fear. "Hans, can... can I abstain?"
He hesitated, glancing at a companion lying in a pool of blood, his voice growing weaker, "I'm afraid I won't ask well... Hans, otherwise, you... you demote me... Demote me to a commoner..."
