mechanical court

"I'm very sorry that you have been frightened like this. On behalf of all the police officers in Space City, I apologize to you!"

Sergeant John deserves to be the boss of the brown candies. When they meet, they apologize and bow at ninety degrees. No one knows if they are sincere, but the posture is quite in place.

"Mr. Sheriff, you don't need to apologize, but we are in a hurry. I hope you can forgive me." Ivan has seen the power of his three subordinates, and he would not argue with him. He said politely, and then directly Straight to the point:

"We have some very simple requests regarding this matter and would like to have a private discussion with Mr. Sheriff."

"..."

The chunky and bald sheriff moved his eyes, took out a tissue from his breast pocket, and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead.With this movement, he concealed the fluctuation in his eyes, then looked at the three subordinates standing beside him, and raised his chin slightly.

The brown candies understood and exited the reception room, and at the same time closed the door for them sensibly.

"..."

Evan waited until the door was completely closed, and stopped covering up:

"The terrorist attack that happened before was just a trap set up by my friend and I. The three killers were just victims. The killer organization has agreed to confess the mastermind behind the scenes in exchange for a way out, so I hope the police can stop arresting them."

"Oh? That would be great."

Sheriff John showed a icy smile: "So, when are they going to reveal the news?"

"Whenever you stop arresting them, they will contact us. In order to find out who is behind the scenes as soon as possible, I hope the police can temporarily agree." When Ivan said this, he put on a sincere expression.

"Of course, we will definitely cooperate!"

Sergeant John agreed to him without hesitation, and clenched his fists, showing a gritted expression: "To kill people in public for an inexplicable red stone, we must not allow such evil forces to act recklessly in Space City!"

"You are a wise officer."

Erica smiled sweetly and praised, then glanced at Ivan, and reminded: "By the way, we also have some clues about the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Yes."

As soon as Yiwen was reminded by her, she immediately presented the sketch in her hand:

"We found that the aircraft that fell in the old city seemed to have an external device behind it, and it might have fallen somewhere halfway. My friend didn't find it. If the police can find it, the speed of solving the case will be further accelerated."

"..."

Sergeant John took the sketch paper, with an unknown flash of contempt in his eyes, but a smiley expression on his face: "It was a great help, thank you, I will notify the second as soon as I have any news. bit."

one-one-one-one

When they returned to Twilight Entertainment City, the beholders, knights, white bears, and seals had already prepared dinner and had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time.

"How's the matter?" Ice Bear couldn't wait to ask about the situation as soon as they met.

"It's up to the Sheriff's choice."

Ivan closed the door and walked to the dining table, offered Alikara a seat, and he did it by himself, pulled the other seat and sat down:

"If the police intensify their efforts to crack down on the killer organization, then even if he is not the person behind the scenes, he is still a shell officer. On the contrary, if the police do what we say, it proves that this person is worth getting closer. Specifically Whether it is credible or not still needs to be tested.”

"Whatever they do, it turns out to be in our favor."

Eluka picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip of the aroma, and couldn't help squinting her eyes, revealing a hint of intoxication:

"Intensifying the crackdown will not only curb the frequency of assassinations, but also the killer organization may compromise with us. If we let them go, the police will completely lose their position of public opinion. I am afraid that Sergeant John will lose his job. At that time, only we can come forward to replace us." He explained the situation clearly."

"Iron Hands and Ice Bear are still going! Do one thing after another!"

The knight was a little dizzy, but it didn't matter, all he had to do was praise at this time.

"The situation is not optimistic."

Ivan didn't touch the red wine, but opened a bottle of juice, raised his neck and took a big gulp:

"If the police maintain the status quo, then we may have to find a way to help the killer organize. After all, the longer the matter drags on, the better for us. All in all, we must live! As long as we live, the flaws that guy showed will be more and more!"

"I really didn't expect that even in the real world, I would encounter the same problem as the invisible space."

The beholder pursed his lips and smiled, raising the red wine glass in his hand:

"Let's drink to live!"

"cheers!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time raised the drinks in their hands. At this moment, they seemed to have drawn a lot closer to each other.

Chapter 77 Redstone ([-])

A floating island with beautiful scenery in the space city, inside a manor.

The white stone slabs in the bedroom covered the floor, the slender colonnades glowed in the sunlight, and the palace-style top floor reflected a soft glow.There is a small veranda supported by exquisite stone pillars and bow-shaped structures, with various flowers growing in a patchwork pattern, as well as some unnamed trees.

In the northwest away from the window, there is a mechanical bed, shaped like a metal coffin tilted from west to east.

Dandy's body was embedded in the half-enclosed mechanical couch like a sculpture, and a large helmet wrapped his head and covered his eyes.A hose is connected to the helmet, injecting a light red liquid.The face under the helmet twisted violently, and under the constant trembling, his breathing turned into intermittent moans, as if he was suffering from torture.

A large amount of black blood flowed out from the white rubber tube at the bottom along the slope of the bed, forming a slowly spreading pool of stinky blood on the floor.

The man's long and thin body twitched like crazy, barely being held by the mechanical arm, shaking the mechanical bed from side to side.The bouncing chest was constantly trembling, covered with saliva that flowed down, showing a layer of oily luster, and the large arteries on the legs pierced two rubber tubes, continuously drawing black blood.

"Mr Dandy! Can you hear me!?"

"Tachycardia, inject a cardiotonic!"

"Biochemical cells are overkill, and there is a danger of body failure!"

The reset number of medical staff was busy around the bed, and everyone was sweating profusely, as if they were undergoing an operation with a very low success rate.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Dandy suddenly started to cough violently, but the restrained calf stretched straight, the toes tightened and then loosened, and even the extreme end of the body could hardly resist the attack of pain.The body in white pajamas swells and flattens with the rhythm of the machine, as if there is a parasitic alien in the flesh and blood under the skin, which may tear the skin and break out of the cocoon at any time.

"No, Mr. Dandy may not be able to survive this radiotherapy."

The attending physician looked nervously at the mechanical bed, took the towel handed by the nurse, wiped his face, and gritted his teeth:

"Prepare redstone!"

"But we haven't had time for clinical trials yet!" the assistant reminded loudly.

"That's too late!"

The attending physician ignored his words, walked quickly to the sink by the wall, manipulated the mechanical pliers, took out a scarlet shiny stone, and put it into the injector above the mechanical bed.