Most Wanted [Interstellar]

Chapter 39

The uniform of the Prosecutor's Office is gray, with a very slim fit and a sense of majesty after wearing it. Some ancient patterns are retained on the uniform to express affirmation and respect for this position.But this position is too close to the truth, so even if everyone respects him, they won't like him.

Prosecutors are unkind?

Probably so.

So there are almost no omegas here, their hearts are always too soft, and this trait is a disadvantage here.

However, there are always exceptions. There is an omega who not only stayed in the prosecutor's office, but also became a full-time member of the prosecutor's committee.He is not tall, has a pair of deep black eyes, and black hair. He does not have the delicate beauty common to omega. If it is not for pheromone, others may misunderstand him as another gender.His black briefcase was always bulging, and when a suspect tried to tell a lie, he would pull something out of his briefcase to debunk the lie.

His name is Charles Fernand, and he is known for his practical work in the inspection system. He doesn't like to stay in the office to read documents, but he likes to deal with suspects in person.

The Prosecutor's Office entrusted him with this important job and let him take full charge of this major case where a first-degree criminal escaped.Prior to this, he had screened hundreds of important suspects, including Erwin Herman's former assistant, former mentor, all the medical staff who were in charge of caring for him at the time, and so on.But when he opened the latest investigation information provided by the police, he was attracted by this seemingly irrelevant person, so he decided to go to this remote planet to "catch" him back.

"Hello, mind if I sit next to you, Mr. Gus Schlieffen."

The cabin is large and comfortable, and the police and prosecutors will remain friendly to suspects.

The suspect looked back at him and nodded.

"The scenery outside the window is nice?" Charles opened the table and put two cups on it. "Do you want coffee, tea, or some wine?"

"I drink ice water, thank you."

Charles gestured to the bailiff in the hall, someone brought a glass of ice water, and he made himself a cup of black tea with a lot of sugar.

"Uncuff him."

The bailiff had no objection, and he followed the order to enter the key to unlock the electronic handcuffs.

"I hope we can talk, after all the journey is long and it will be boring to sit around."

"..."

"This is a national security incident. You can't hire a lawyer during the evidence collection stage, so it's okay if I want to talk about it?"

"..."

"The scenery outside the window is so attractive? You... yes, let me see," he flipped through the information, "he is really an alpha, under normal circumstances, as long as there is an omega, no alpha within one kilometer will appear again Pay attention to the scenery in front of you, Mr. Schlieffen." Charles shrugged, "I am within half a meter of you, but you are looking at the broken stars outside the window. This behavior makes me very confused."

Schlieffen turned back: "...what can I do to keep you from being confused."

Charles handed him water: "Relax, have you seen an omega before?"

"I'm not so honored." Schlieffen took a sip of ice water.

"Then your attitude towards me is too cold, most alphas will be as cute as a teenager when they see omega for the first time."

"Sir," Schlieffen looked at him coldly, "I was receiving the medal an hour ago, and I was told that I was a suspect an hour later! I don't think most people can be as cute as a teenager at this moment!"

"Sorry, because I have often witnessed such things, so I did ignore your feelings. For this, I apologize to you." Charles leaned back in his chair, "But this is not a detention, you don't have to be nervous."

"I am also a member of the prison system. I understand my current situation. The most difficult thing in the world is to prove to the madhouse that I am not a lunatic."

"But most of the people we found this time were not 'lunatics'. What we have to do now is to find fugitives, not to convict anyone. If the purpose is to convict, then let the police arrest people. We are prosecutors. Even if we really find someone who is harboring a fugitive, as long as the other party can provide clues, we have a way to tolerate this behavior."

Schlieffen took a deep breath: "That Erwin Herman?"

"Yes." Shire handed him a piece of information, "He has been very active since he escaped from the federal prison. In the past few months, several major events have happened. The big black hole closest to the capital collapsed because of him. He broke down the capital's electronic defense system, and he even caused Famagusta to crash into another planet, and when we passed by there, we could still see those two poor planets burning."

"I saw it in the news. During the few days of cultivation, the news was reporting this." Schlieffen returned the information to him.

"You don't seem to care about that."

"This matter has gone beyond my understanding, and I don't want to waste time on things that have nothing to do with me." Schlieffen picked up his water glass again.

"Like you said, you're a prison system guy and you know all about it. I guess you could have guessed today when you saw the news? You should know our process for investigating national security cases Very familiar. You have long felt the danger, and even chose to deliberately avoid information related to him. Therefore, when you first met my person, the surprise on your face was faked." Charles Ferrer Nan looked into his blue eyes, "Do you think I'm right?"

"You mean the warden's surprise is also fake?" Schlieffen retorted.

"He was on the front line before he was discharged from the army. He studied management during his advanced studies. After entering the prison, he has been engaged in management. His legal knowledge and criminal investigation knowledge are not very professional. You are different from him in this regard. Before I came, I had After the investigation, before you transferred from the army to the police academy, you did security work in the army for a year, and you had a lot of dealings with the police and the prosecution during this year." Charles retorted him Rebuttal, "You can definitely predict what's going on right now."

"Yes, but you are definitely the most difficult prosecutor I have ever dealt with."

"The smile on your face is... I got your approval?"

"Yes, I didn't expect Omega to be like you. This is different from my perception."

"Thank you for your praise," Charles suddenly put away his smile, "Then please explain why you pretended to be surprised."

"If you can investigate the confidential documents of the military department, you will find that I have been in a similar incident. I know that the entanglement between the big people will sacrifice the small ones. Maybe like you said, you are just hoping to catch the people as soon as possible. To your fugitives, but if you want the judge to convict you, you need to produce the corresponding evidence. If I happen to be in this chain of evidence, you are likely to sacrifice me to get something. As an omega, you may not Knowing how hard it is for an alpha to go back to logistics from the battlefield, it's even more impossible for you to know what I went through to get from the military to the police academy. I have my own life, and I don't want to make such sacrifices, even if you may be for I don't want any greater justice, do you understand?"

"Your explanation is perfect. If every alpha around me is sober and reliable like you, I don't think I need to rely on the Omega Promotion Council to arrange a blind date." Charles laughed.

"Sir, I understand that a perfect explanation will only make me appear more suspicious. Everyone always instinctively suspects those who seem rational and calm, and always feel that they are hiding something. On the contrary, those who are angry, shouting, shouting People who roll are easier to gain trust. Your interrogation is also perfect," Schlieffen also laughed, but his smile was more helpless, "However, if most omega are like you, I probably have to rely on omega The Victoria Promotion Association has helped me find my true love."

"You're cuter when you're joking than when you're serious." Charles rested his forehead on the small table with one hand, and flipped through the documents on the table with the other, "It's a pity that your information was wrong this time. The fugitive's conviction doesn't need any help." Witness, because he's not going to be in court when he's caught. I don't even bother talking to people who aren't suspects, and I'm here talking to you because you really have a problem."

"I don't know where my suspicion is? My mecha and I have been floating in space. Could it be that this fugitive is hiding in my mecha?" Schlieffen felt that all this was simply unreasonable.

"After the nuclear magnetic storm, your mecha has no video recording. Why are you so sure that you must be in the mecha?"

"Because I was sober! I just sat there!" Schlieffen spread his hands, "I was just a poor guy, I just thought about how to live, I didn't have time to make an alibi for myself! Did I At that time, instead of asking for help, should we fix the camera?"

"Then can we make a hypothesis?"

"What if?"

"Suppose your memory is erased."

Schlieffen shook his head: "...absurd."

"We can find someone from the College Federation to do an inspection on you. I think that as long as anything happens, it will leave traces, and the brain is no exception." Charles closed the file and prepared to stand up, "Before arriving in the capital , you can still get some good sleep, I wish you a pleasant journey."

"Have you worked for the College Federation?"

"No," Charles stopped, "Why do you say that?"

"You have a tattoo here." Schlieffen pointed to his neck. "That's the logo of the Federation."

"You read it wrong," Charles generously opened his collar, "the logo of the Federation is a fig leaf, and my tattoo is just an ordinary leaf. People in the Federation like to inject pacifiers, and those who work there There will be no pheromones."

"Oh."

"Any other questions to ask?"

"No more..." Schlieffen turned his face away.

Charles nodded to his men, and a man walked over and handcuffed the suspect to the seat again.

After the cockpit door was closed, a bailiff led Charles into the monitoring room.The monitoring room is just behind the cockpit. This room is full of monitoring instruments, and the object of monitoring is the passenger in the cockpit.Every move they talked about just now will be measured and analyzed here to draw purely objective conclusions.

"His heartbeat, blood pressure, and electrodermal signals have always been stable." A technician typed out a picture, "Only when you stood up and left, he was a little anxious, and his mood fluctuated here."

"He wants to keep you, sir." Most of the people here were betas, and they all laughed.

"Yes, he wants to keep me. This state of hunger and thirst fits the characteristics of an alpha. But as he said, his performance is too perfect." Charles carefully looked at the picture, "Where is this peak? "

"This?" the technician noticed that it was just a small fluctuation. "When you mentioned that you were going to test him, his blood pressure went up. But I'm curious, sir, there is really technology now that can detect brain damage. Erase traces of memory?"

Charles shook his head: "I lied to him, he is very sensitive to the inspection... Put his name in the key suspects."

The technician reminded him: "We still have more than 300 people to talk about, and there are six more in the next cabin. I dare say that each of them will have some problems of one kind or another. I don't see anything special about him. The list of key suspects is all They are people who have had direct contact with Erwin Herman, so it would be inappropriate to put him in?"

Charles didn't answer him, he looked at the screen carefully.

Suddenly, he said: "Oh, I forgot to drink my black tea."

technician:"……"

The cockpit door where the suspect was held was reopened, and the omega prosecutor reappeared at the door with his pheromone. Schlieffen was obviously taken aback when he saw him, but he ignored it, and just walked straight to the desk , picked up the teacup and drank it down.

Then, he slowly put the empty teacup back on the table.

"Mr. Schlieffen, I'm sure you know something. I've dealt with people with 'amnesia'. I'm good at it."