Most Wanted [Interstellar]

adjourn.

The judge's robe was stuffy and hot, and Grotius took it off as soon as he left.The other four judges, including Caroline, were obviously dissatisfied with the pace of today's trial, and none of them spoke.

"Any questions?" Grotius asked them.

"No problem," Hall Lewell, one of the judges who appeared in court today, said half-jokingly, "The academic school is different from our practical school. Cases that have been tried for two years can be resolved in two weeks."

"Then I'll see you during the collegial panel discussion." Grotius didn't answer him.

Grotius, seemingly unaffected, put down his judge's robes and left the lounge.

"Heh!" Hall sneered, "If I had known this, I might as well continue to apply for a secret trial."

Several other people agreed, but Caroline didn't speak, she just threw the judge's robe to Lorraine beside her: "There's nothing else to do, you go and take this year's annual leave."

"?" Lorraine looked at her in surprise, not knowing why she said this suddenly.

"It's just the annual leave. Are you hearing impaired?" Caroline said angrily.

"Oh." In a room full of bosses, Lorraine didn't dare to do anything wrong.

When Lorraine folded the judge's robe, Caroline sent him a fully paid travel ticket. The location was on a planet a little away from Titan, and there was a terrible message under the travel ticket—"If If you don’t go, I’ll have the HR department transfer you to the archives next year.”

"Hey!!" What the hell is this!Lorraine was going to argue with Caroline, but when he looked up, he realized that he was the only one left in the lounge.

Eh?What about people?Lorraine hurried out of the lounge, but there was no one in the corridor.The thing was very heavy. He was carrying documents in one hand and clothes in the other and was struggling to move in the corridor. After walking a few steps, he saw a person turn back and go upstairs.

Justice Grotius?Didn't he just leave?Lorraine glanced in the direction he was going upstairs. He was curious, but he was more worried about losing Caroline. Finally, he dragged his big and small bags to the yard.

upstairs?

The suspect's lounge is upstairs.

Instead of leaving the courthouse to prepare for the full panel discussion, Grotius changed into a light suit and went to the waiting room.

"I need to speak to him alone."

The bailiff saluted him, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

Now that there were only the two of them left in the room, Grotius dragged a chair over and sat next to Alvin.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with the result?"

"Are you satisfied or not?" Alvin turned his head and looked at him.

"Okay, don't be like this," Grotius smiled and threw a small box on Erwin's table, "Your cold eyes will make me feel very guilty."

guilt?Alvin didn't want to look at him, and turned his head back.

"This is what I asked Lott for. You scientists are really interesting. You can always break the rules and do things that ordinary people can't do." Grotius opened the small box, revealing a small control panel , "This is a chip imitated according to the biological information of Gus Schlieffen recorded in the system. According to Lott, if I activate this chip and choose the reverse life mode, no matter where your little lover is, no matter where he is Whether his biochip is activated or deactivated, he will be affected. Think about it? He may be watching the news, eating, or driving. I only need to press this button lightly, and his body will be distorted from inside and outside. Crush and burst. Great!" Grotius made an exaggerated gesture, "It won't take a second."

"And now? I've done what you asked."

"I'm a good man, Alvin, I never kill innocent people indiscriminately." Grotius removed the chip from the starter, "I'm different from you."

"Yes, you are a good person, I know." Alvin looked at the small box lightly.

"Thank you for your compliment." Grotius unscrewed the starter and threw it into the trash can, "To be honest, I'm still a little surprised that you would be subdued by a little lover, Erwin, I always thought you You are a man with a hard heart, and this time I have changed your mind a lot. You must feel ironic now, right? After 50 years, you still lost, and you lost to yourself."

"No, I didn't lose to myself," Alvin smiled, "I lost to you, you guys."

"?"

"For a second, I really hesitated. I wondered if life was really good. It was my fault. I didn't see it." Alvin's hands were handcuffed to his desk, and he loosened his grip. I opened my finger, and a memory chip fell out, "But because of you, I understand again that human nature is still so dirty."

"..."

"Take it, this is Planck's heart disease 50 years ago, congratulations, Grotius, you have successfully protected him again, and disgusted me." Alvin leaned on the back of the chair, changed A comfortable position, "You can kill whoever you want later, Grotius, I don't care at all."

Grotius picked up the memory chip from the table and looked at it: "In my eyes, you have always been a paranoid and crazy little bastard. Just now I thought you were a bit human, but I was wrong, you are a bastard , was just an asshole all along."

"Why?" Alvin gave him a strange look, "You don't really think that I kept silent in court because I was afraid that you would kill him? Grotius, sometimes you are very mature, but sometimes Ridiculous point of view. He is not a hostage in my eyes, never was. I just want to know how far you so-called righteous people will go for justice, wronged the innocent? Cut off people's fingers? Is it good? In the past, I would think...you are doing this because you hate me so much...But now it seems that as long as anyone blocks your way, anyone can be eliminated, am I right? You Do you actually think that I will be afraid that you will kill him? Hahaha...Anyone will die, but he may die a little earlier, and I don't care about that at all."

So, the tens of millions you killed are just a number to you, and even Gus Schlieffen is just a number to you?

Grotius' face was gloomy: "Do you really understand what death is?"

"Of course, after all, I have died and died many times." Alvin's smile suddenly became horrifying, "I am afraid that Planck is the only one in this world who still thinks that I am afraid of death, Judge Grotius, I have always felt that you Knowing me better than him, do you still think I’m afraid of death?” Alvin laughed loudly, “Death is just a symbol, it’s the same for me and Schlieffen, I’m not afraid at all. What about you? Are you afraid of death?"

"You're a lunatic!"

"Hey..." Alvin gasped with a smile, "...So, you are afraid of death, right? Even if you do disgusting things, you still want to live? Right? Grotius?"

Erwin's laughter sent Grotius chills down his spine.

"One day you will understand."

"What?" Alvin still looked at him with a smile.

"Death is loss." Grotius took the hat from the arm of the chair, "Goodbye, see you at the execution ground."

Walking out of the waiting room, Grotius was in a bad mood. He recalled the first time he met Irving, when Plank introduced him enthusiastically to himself, like he was a rare treasure.He still remembered that he was wearing a light-colored casual clothes that day. Although he was dragged and introduced by Planck, he showed no impatient expression. Everyone probably thought he was a good boy, but he was in his eyes. I saw a trace of polite indifference, that strange indifference that stayed out of the way.

Ah... What a weird kid... At that time he was thinking... Didn't Plank find out at all?Maybe he didn't realize that at that time, he looked like a parent who gave birth to a promising child, obsessed with showing off...

So, to this day, he hasn't found anything at all, has he?Enough is enough... When he walked back to the hall, he found Planck still waiting for him.

"The door was full of reporters," Plank said.

"If Irwin doesn't leave, they won't leave." Grotius shrugged at him, "Fortunately, the convoy to pick him up should be coming soon."

"Oh." Plank said listlessly.

For today's trial, no matter how dissatisfied the judges are, the people are satisfied.Who cares about so-called procedural justice?Closing the case quickly and tying the murderer to the electric chair is what everyone wants to see, right?At this moment, Erwin hadn't come down yet, the reporters at the door blocked Erwin's lawyer, everyone was chattering, asking many provocative and meaningless questions.

At this time, the bailiff in charge of escorting Erwin came down from upstairs, and the crowd at the door suddenly became lively.The armed police cut a path through the crowd, and then two bailiffs escorted the criminal to the door, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Let's go after he's gone!" Grotius greeted Planck, but Planck ignored him, and he squeezed towards the crowd.

"Hey!"

Grotius didn't hold back, and Planck squeezed into the crowd alone.

Sure enough, the reporters who besieged the lawyer just now pointed their finger at Alvin.

"Can you tell me about your motive for the crime?"

"Did you know you caused tens of millions of deaths?"

"How did you feel when you committed the crime?"

"Do you feel guilty about that?"

Outside the turbulent wave of reporters was an even more angry crowd of demonstrators, shouting 'resume the hanging', and the angry slogans almost reached the street.

If anyone can take a photo from the gate of the High Court at this moment, it must be a classic composition - the crowd and the police pushing each other, various staggered radios above their heads, heavily armed special police, and standing tall suspect on the steps.

Erwin was wearing a prison uniform, and there was no anger or fluctuation in his black eyes. He looked at everything that was restless, as if he was looking at a group of ants.

"Let's go." The bailiff who was supporting him pushed him a step forward.

Alvin took a step forward obediently, stepping on the cold marble steps at the entrance of the court.

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly exploded in the crowd!

Alvin raised his head instinctively, and when he raised his head, he happened to see the bailiff who was supporting him was shot in the head and slumped down on him.

"There is an attack! There is an attack!" Another bailiff hurriedly dragged him by the arm, trying to drag him back to the hall, but their way of retreat was already blocked by the reporters who surrounded him just now.

The crowd panicked, and many people wanted to escape from the yard, but there were too many people, and the exit could not be squeezed out at all.The cries in the crowd became louder and louder, another bomb exploded in the crowd, and even the police who came to maintain order were overturned by the blast.

who?what happened?

The bailiff still tried his best to drag him back, but there were too many people, someone tripped over his shackles, and he lost his footing and fell down the stairs.

"Alvin!!"

At the last moment of fainting, he saw a huge mecha descending from the sky, holding a bus in its hands, and then, it lifted the car over its head and smashed it towards him!