All the stars know that I am beautiful as a flower

22.

Both people in the room were startled, Lein stepped forward quickly, glanced at the electronic document in the hand of the person who came over, his face changed suddenly, and he pushed him out suddenly: "You go out first, give me 3 minutes, I will change it The clothes will come."

"I'm sorry, Major General." The other party was unmoved, and firmly supported the door frame. "You can delay for a few minutes, but Mr. Garin must be investigated immediately. He must come with me now."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a few fully equipped special forces soldiers were about to come in from behind. Rein raised his voice and shouted: "Don't move! Mark,——you are taking someone from my dormitory now, you better speak clearly!"

"The official document has already made it very clear, Major General." Mark said coldly, "During the refugee wave this year, we detained some armed violent elements who raided the Ares Military Academy and caused casualties, two of them were arrested yesterday. Some information was collected during the interrogation in the early morning. They identified the spies who sneaked into the military, including Garin. The specific reason is not available for comment. As his immediate superior, you must also be suspended from your job and undergo quarantine inspection. Please Cooperate and come with us immediately."

The official seal came from the Disciplinary Inspection Committee of the Special Investigation Bureau. Rein couldn't help it, so he followed the other party downstairs and watched Jialin get into another car and drive to the hinterland of the military area.

The sky was completely dark at this moment, and the quiet night filled the sky, turning into an extremely wide and long dark black river, diluting the distant flickering galaxy, submerging from the place where the sky and the earth meet.

At this time, the lights of Ares have not yet been fully lit, and the sporadic lights are diluted by the thick twilight. The night of the Republic finally descends at this moment.

"I want to talk to my lieutenant, Moller Cook." Rein said to Mark while sitting in the bumpy carriage.

"3 minutes." Mark threw the ear pulse to him, "The content of the call will be monitored throughout, without trying to convey any information to the outside world."

Rein nodded and ignored him, connected to the communication, and Mo Le's slightly anxious voice came from the sound hole half a second later: "Less..."

"Shh, I'm fine, it's just a review." Rein hurriedly answered, "What is 'gender theory'? What did you say?"

Moller on the other end was taken aback by his question, and obviously any question Rein asked at this stall had his own reasons. Moller didn't say much, and answered in a straightforward manner: "People's genders are divided into alpha, beta, There are three types of Omega, and they think that the so-called "gender temperament" or "gender stereotype" traditionally identified is nonsense, and it has given a clear explanation from evolution. Under the initiative of the interstellar human rights organization, it also puts "gender stereotype" in some contexts. The word "gender" was changed to "three colors" to show the concept of equality that "sex makes no difference."

"I know all of this..." Rein murmured.

"...In addition, the Republic also recognizes the union of various genders, giving legal and social recognition to all kinds of lovers, and no longer only regards the 'AO' relationship as the only legal couple relationship, completely ending the interstellar history of different gender lovers citizens A situation of unequal rights," Moller immediately went on.

"Isn't this something that scientists have agreed on 100 years ago? Even politicians who are used to playing with ideology can't stop public opinion." Rein frowned, "No, there are other things. 'Psychological gender' is What?"

"..." Moller was silent for a moment, "Major General, this is a left|leaning mistake made in the history of the Republic's science. It was later exploited by others, and now it has been corrected by many parties. It proves that this statement is a pseudoscience..."

"Tell me." Rein stared at the 01:15 call countdown on the front seat of the car.

"What I want to say involves a very wide range of issues, such as 'three-color equality', which is very troublesome." Moller lowered his voice unconsciously, "In short, in the Federation decades ago, pioneers A think tank of scientists and leaders has tried to identify the relationship between 'gender identity', that is, 'psychological gender', 'biological sex' and 'social gender'. They believe that the definition of a person's gender should not only follow physiology, but also People's cognition should be followed. But this theory was completely denied 20 years ago, and it was completely deleted from the history of the Federation, and now we still retain biological sex to identify their true sex."

Lein frowned involuntarily.

"...They also believe that human cognition cannot be changed, and an alpha cannot be reversed into an Omega in consciousness. Similarly, even if an alpha is transformed into an Omega physically, he will not agree that he is Omega, on the contrary, will insist that he has always been an alpha, no matter what his physical condition is.

"In the ancient earth era, such a person had a code name——"

"beep" -

The ear-piercing buzzer sounded, and Mark turned his head with squinted triangular eyes: "Major General, the call is over."

The mysteries gradually became more and more, and the clues became a messy thread. Rein found that after Galin told him the truth, instead of becoming clear, things became more complicated.

Social science is not his field of expertise. What Moller introduced in 3 minutes only made him more confused, but right now he has no time to think about it. The vehicle drove to the location of the special inspection hall, and the satellite positioning was gradually failing. Rein held the ear vein and gently placed it in Mark's hand.

Galin woke up under the bright light.

He didn't move, and didn't open his eyes, he just stayed where he was, slowly feeling the position of his limbs and torso, waiting for every cell to resume its working state.

"A unit of nutrient injection?"

"Yes."

The sound of footsteps came gradually, and the pain of needle pricks came slightly from the half-lying arm.

"Selagher?"

"Yes."

"Oh, sure enough, the Seraghers are all habitual offenders. They don't have any good things. They still investigate. I don't think there is any need to investigate. They are the ones who sneaked into Ares. Why are these bastards still alive?"

"How can you say that, how can you judge him based on only one 'origin'?"

"Hey, buddy, your little classmate is going to fight for others." The middle-aged man laughed and made the sound of pushing the cart.

"This is 'origin discrimination', teacher! I thought that no one would discriminate against origin now. It is said in the political books that 'origin discrimination' is just the human faction when they immigrated to the interstellar, and 'origin discrimination' is the immigrant home planet back then. It is a social phenomenon caused by the uneven distribution of resources due to the differences in racial strength at the time. It is simply unreasonable to judge a person by his origin!"

"The children from Capital Star are really innocent." The middle-aged man took over the conversation with a lazy voice, and the needle fell on the plate with a thud, "'Origin discrimination' is the most important ethnic conflict in Swabian Star so far, and it is very prevalent. , the origins of Seragher and the like are looked down upon, so what's the use of talking in textbooks?"

Another more serious male voice came, explaining to the young man who spoke: "This is a historical legacy in federal history, just like the 'Anti-ABO Tricolor Discrimination' proposal, even though the federal law has already dealt with it extremely harshly. The regulations also eliminated discrimination except for a very few weak origins. In most parts of the Federation, equality of origin and three colors were basically achieved. The spirit of "the strongest is respected" is very strong and deeply rooted. The old patriarchal system headed by the Ares Military Academy is stubbornly resisting the so-called "equality", and the Federation is quite weak in this regard..."

"Stop talking, everyone is awake."

Galin opened his eyes.

The man poked his head out from the front and back, and scratched his eyelids: "How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"

"...It's okay." Galin replied after hesitating for a while.

Only then did he feel that his throat was unbearably dry, and his mouth was so dry that it was about to burn.

"Give me water," the man said.

The middle-aged man looked at him hesitantly, then took another look at Jialin, filled a beaker with half a glass of water, and motioned for the student-like man to hand it to Jialin's mouth.

"You passed out during the interrogation. The presiding judge was very angry and only allowed you to hang yourself with a nutritional needle. But your physical condition is not good, and you are severely dehydrated. You will have an accident if you only use a nutritional needle." The man walked up to him Next to him, asked two other people to monitor his physical condition, and said, "It's been the third day."

"I have nothing to say about his interrogation," Garin said. "I have repeatedly stated that I am not a coalition agent and cannot commit treason. They cannot be subdued."

The lights in the room were very bright, the kind of harsh and unpleasant brightness. The four corners of the interrogation room were lit, and the lights converged on his body. The ceiling light without temperature shone down, and the air in the entire interrogation room was cloudy and dull.

This is also the result of the medical staff coming in to reduce the light.

This is a very typical fatigue tactic. The person is placed in a small and airtight room less than ten square meters, no food is provided, and only one unit of nutrient needles and water are used to barely hang his life. The strong light makes melatonin unable to Effective regulation can affect the body's sleep. Being in this environment for a long time will cause excessive mental consumption, slack, and even lead to irritable emotional reactions.

He has been in such an environment for three full days, and he didn't say a word except for the initial questioning. Under the repeated questioning of the chief interrogator, he only repeated one sentence: "Call the person who said that I am a spy of the Union." Confront."

He was in a bad state at the beginning, and the estrous period that had just barely ended had no time to rest, and the excessive blood loss brought him a strong sense of dizziness and fatigue. If this situation lasts for more than a day, the willpower of a person should collapse However, none of these measures had any obvious effect. Garin refused to say anything because he was only a "suspect" at the moment, and the inspection team had no right to use special drugs to extract a confession from him. The stalemate spread silently between the interrogator and the suspect. .

This was an obviously uncooperative attitude. The interrogation by the chief interrogator was fruitless, but it also greatly consumed his energy. He finally fell into a coma after more than a dozen consecutive cross-examinations.

The man looked down at him. Galin was wearing a snow-white straitjacket, his face was bloodless, and pale blue blood vessels could be seen on his chin. His complexion was already pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round. On the contrary, his paleness made his eyes dark and shiny, and his upper body and the blank roof were reflected in the excessively dazzling light.

The doctor blocked the light to make Jialin feel better. Just as he was trying to close his eyes, someone suddenly came outside and beckoned the officer who was watching by the side to go out. Within half a minute, he came back, and in the opposite light After entering two strings of passwords on the screen, the restraint rings on Jialin's hands and feet were instantly released silently.

Jialin was startled, squinted his eyes and raised his head. The presiding judge said: "Get up! Go to the reception room No. 11. The person who identified you will see you!"

The author has something to say:

This chapter is very humanistic and historical... Readers can understand the status quo of LGBTQ+. The article refers to T, which means transgender, so I won’t explain too much in the text.

This is one of the themes of the initial setting of this article. Of course, my method of expression is still very superficial...

In order to avoid misinterpretation of the original intention, I would like to mention that the attitude of the future era towards LGBTQ+ in the article is negative (negative). This is my intention to satirize some contemporary conservative thoughts. fun of.