Most Wanted [Interstellar]

Lott was surprised that the derailed train, traveling at 100 km/h, did not kill Planck.He knew that no matter how much the president was injured, he would be able to recover within 24 hours and return to him.

Therefore, he had to arrange some things in advance.

With the capital in turmoil, Plank had regained his sanity in his hospital bed, and he never spoke to the police again about his alleged 'blonde' alpha suspect mentioned earlier, nor about himself going to the subway This matter is avoided.He met with his assistant first, asked some details, and then met with several core members of the parliament.

He didn't offer to interview Justice Grotius, but he did.

"You are seriously injured." Grotius glanced at him, "If I didn't know that you were in a car accident, I would have thought you had been beaten."

"I'm glad you took the time to visit me."

"Because I know you want to see me." Grotius motioned his secretary to close the door.

The door was closed, and there were only the two of them in the room.

"We used to serve in the same unit. Although we didn't know each other very well at that time, we were honored. We were the only ones who survived that team. Planck, I think there is a tacit understanding between us, that is, we We know when to trust each other unconditionally. I want you to tell me what happened last night." Grotius cut to the chase.

Plank thought for a moment: "I saw the person who marked Irwin."

"Oh?" Grotius was a little surprised by this information.

"A few days ago, I received some threatening letters. I have to say that the intimidation method is quite clever. I thought it was a representative of an interest organization, but I didn't expect it to be this person." Wearing a bandage, "Before the car accident, we were talking on the phone in different cars. After the car accident, I smelled the pheromones on his body."

Grotius smiled: "It seems that he is very skilled. What is his identity? Which circle is he from?"

Speaking of this, Plank also laughed at himself: "Do you still remember the prosecutor's office scandal I mentioned to you?"

"The torture case of cutting fingers?"

"He is the protagonist of that case. Unexpectedly, he is just a small prison guard."

Grotius thought for a while: "Are they accomplices?"

"No," said Plank, "the accident came suddenly and obviously interrupted his original plan."

"Then what is the purpose of his trip? If I remember correctly, he is now a prison escapee, right? Prison escape is a capital crime, why did he come to the capital?"

"I think he knows something about Erwin's plan."

"Plan, what plan?" Grotius couldn't understand.

"I now suspect that Alvin was caught by us on purpose. He should have his own thoughts." Plank rubbed his forehead. "This person has mentioned it many times: he wants to destroy the world."

"Although I don't have much contact with Alvin Herman, I think he is a peaceful person. Only radical and angry people would use the word destruction." Grotius disagreed with his entire point of view, "and I think you're the one who's aggressive and angry because you want to kill him after all."

"He's not No. 1 we want to kill," Plank said.

Grotius laughed, and a cold light flashed in his usual kind expression: "Who knows? Planck, at least now you have to understand that we are at a disadvantage. The court, the police, The premise of the Prosecutor's Office keeping you secret is that everyone thinks that you can handle Irwin properly, but now, with the underground traffic accident and Irwin's chip out of control last night, do you think you can control everything with the support of a few congressmen? You were too embarrassed yesterday, and your reputation has fallen to the bottom. Once someone gets definite evidence to prove that this matter is related to Erwin, can you still convince everyone to keep him in the federation? If you really hand him over , are you sure what he will say in court?"

"..."

"I really don't understand you," Grotius said, taking off his glasses. "It was you who turned him from a scientist into a prisoner, and you who applied for constitutional reform to give him the death penalty. You are the one who refuses to kill him every time. No matter what concept you secretly change, freezing the brain is not death, nor is resetting the personality, Planck, what do you want?"

"I want him to give in to me completely!" Planck squeezed his fists loudly, he pulled out the infusion tube and threw it on the bed, "I gave him everything, why would he dare to betray me ?Who gave him the status, who gave him the honor? I can afford it, and I can take it back! The biggest mistake in my life was to trust him and give him the biological sample of the Owen chip to develop, and now he no longer An ordinary man who has to spit out what he got before he dies!"

"Planck, why don't you understand that he is no longer your student, and the reason you are living in such pain is because you always treat him as a student," Grotius said helplessly, "I want me to remind you now How miserable is it? Are you still concerned about the gains and losses between the two of you? He won’t repay you, whether it’s kindness or love, you should be sober from the moment he was marked? If you don’t want Owen The system is being questioned, if you don't want to be ruined, if you still have a little obsession with the perfect world you have imagined, you should understand that it is time to let go... The next thing, please leave it to me, let I judge him like an ordinary citizen, when the time comes, you can clean up your mood and find a successor." Grotius looked at the time, "I think you will accept my suggestion, I have a hunch at most After ten hours the media will have your ward clogged with water."

"Sorry, I can't do it." Plank ignored his words.

"You'll do it," said Grotius, throwing a bottle of pills on his bed. "If he hadn't been marked, I daresay you wouldn't feel as much in love with him. Come on, Plank, The problem that can be solved by a single medicine is not as complicated as you think." Grotius lifted his briefcase, "I don't like to sentence people to death, I tried to dissuade you, and I tried to make you reconcile, but until now For this step, I can only say... It is better to solve it neatly. In addition, I kindly remind you to care about the people around you. Yesterday one of your researchers committed suicide. I think only a fool would feel that It's a simple thing, right?"

The researcher who was called back by Lott committed suicide. The truth of the suicide is still under investigation. Before he died, he left a long message, and then he put the message on the Internet.

Charles spent an hour researching, but couldn't figure out why, and finally he gave up.

"As far as I know, there are very few researchers who commit suicide." Schlieffen was much better, he removed the plaster cast on his hand, and began to eat noodles freely.

"I'm not sure. If this message is fake, all I can say is that it's really well written," Charles said, lying on another sofa, his face facing a huge whiteboard, on which was the message he just wrote. The latest news from Schlieffen, "From this message, I know more than I know from your fight with Planck. Hey! I said, you came all the way to the capital just to Beat up your rival? Tell me about your next plan?"

"Next..." Schlieffen was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I didn't expect that I would fight with him at all! My original plan was very thorough. Our meetings were all carried out in different cars. If it wasn't for the accident, no matter the result How, we will never have the chance to meet again! I was thinking, if possible, I will persuade him to reconcile with Alvin in the follow-up, if not, I have a lot of black material about him, and I can threaten him slowly until He put Alvin in the hands of me, the so-called 'Avenger'."

"It's full of bugs, but simple and rude...It matches your IQ very well." Charles looked at the ceiling.

"???" Shilieffen was so angry that he almost threw the bowl, "Where is the bug, and where is it simple and rude?"

"If, as you said, you met Anne Schubert and Lucy Jager, I think they should try their best to dissuade you, right? Someone thinks they can persuade Planck to bow his head and admit his mistake! You do it Did you read his resume carefully before these stupid things? Could it be his good-looking face that makes you think he is gentle and easy to communicate with?" Charles taunted him mercilessly, "He, is someone who can Professor Irving, Professor Anne, Professor Lucy and you Marshal Johannes playing around, who gave you the confidence to convince him that you could convince him on your own? Oh hehehe, Schlieffen , I really didn’t know you were so stupid before! Let me sum up your operation this time, brother, your only achievement is probably to imply that there is something wrong with the arrest of Irvine, if Planck Your brain is not broken by you, I think he will be more vigilant to the professor anyway, keep him away from Owen-Misterioso, and the second is... sorry, no more."

"I also beat him up, it didn't help, but I enjoyed it!" Schlieffen knew he screwed up, but he hated Ciel's tone.

"You were beaten by him too, idiot, forget it...I don't want to hear about your alpha fights," Charles also felt hungry, he stood up and prepared to find something else to eat for himself, "You never I was able to talk a little yesterday, and I’ve already said it a hundred times. Well, I know he was beaten to the ground by you. Why don’t you just write a poem about it and engrave it on your back? Look at your complacent look... Really Mentally retarded..." He complained while rummaging through boxes and boxes, "...I really hope that an alpha will come and beat you up now, so maybe you can wake up a little bit."

What is there to say?

Ah, yes, never make a wish casually.

Before Charles finished speaking, there was a knock on his door.

"Who?" Schlieffen pointed to the door.

His colleagues would contact him in advance before coming, and Charles also became vigilant. He took out the gun from the side drawer, and then turned on the video communication system in the apartment.

"Hi! Charles? It's me. I'm here to see you."

Having known Charles for so long, this was the first time Schlieffen saw his frightened expression.

"Ah! It's you!" Charles covered the camera at once, making sure that the other party could only see his face, "Didn't the Omega Council already judge that our date failed?"

After the last missed appointment, the omega association sent a letter to Shire and gave him a rating that couldn't be lower, then he received the IRS tax bill, and then he was broke (so only noodles at home) .

"That's my fault!" The other party apologized to him, "You were still sick that day, but I answered the phone for half an hour in total disregard of your mood. The people from the company explained it, but they didn’t listen and gave us the lowest rating... Then I was on a business trip and I just came back today, so I rushed over to apologize to you.”

"How do you know my address?" Charles tried his best to delay the time, and he secretly waved at Schlieffen.

"What are you doing?" Schlieffen couldn't understand what the fool was doing.

"Hide! Idiot!" Charles typed a line of words on his bracelet with a chip.

"Later, when I went to the hospital to look for you, I ran into your colleague, and she gave me the address."

she?Gray?This bastard, Charles thought desperately.

"Where am I hiding??"

Here Schlieffen is still sending him text messages with his bracelet.

"Can I come in first? It's a bit cold outside. I bought you egg tarts, which are still warm, but I think it might be cold after staying for a while."

"Ah...Okay, I'll open the door for you now." Charles reluctantly pressed his hand on the door opening button.

Are you hiding?idiot?

There is nowhere to hide!Your family even...

be quick!idiot!

"Charles? Are you still there?"

"Ah, okay, okay, my room is a bit messy... Sorry, I opened the door."

The door opened, Chloe stuffed a bouquet of flowers into his arms, and then hugged him warmly.

"I'm so glad to see you!" said Chloe.

"Me...me too." Ciel recalled what he said just now, and he couldn't help but slap himself twice.