mayfly era

"Mr. Chen, did you use omega inhibitors at the mission site?"

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"Mr. Chen, you used an omega inhibitor, but said that you are not an omega. Are you trying to add an item to your suspicion to fool the judge?"

Chen Li raised his chin and stared coldly at the huge projection of the judge, "You found the inhibitor at the scene, but didn't you find the poisoned needle blower? Does Bureau No. 13 submit evidence? Is there any other choice?" sex?"

"Unfortunately, Bureau No.13 did not submit what you said. If you have evidence, please submit it." The electronic voice said coldly.

"No," Chen Li said calmly, "but I am not."

"Then we have to ask the doctor to examine you."

Chen Li was noncommittal.

"Now, please take off all your clothes and cooperate with the inspection."

These words made the counter-reformer under the trial seat turn pale instantly, and the corners of his mouth were drawn back tightly, like a lion on the verge of rage.

Chen Li raised his bloody hand to indicate that his movements were restricted.

"Unfortunately, because of your danger level, the handcuffs cannot be removed," the electronic voice paused, "We will ask the doctor for help."

Many people must have been insulted here, and the same word is written in everyone's eyes, "gloating".They are like a group of sanctimonious audiences, and he is the tragic actor. Should he cry, go crazy, or break down?

Chen Li stood there quietly, with no emotion on his face.

He was well aware of the humiliation he was about to face, but no timidity bred in his brain—he knew what these people wanted to see, and he wouldn't let them.

Soon, the next actor came on stage, and Chen Li recognized it at a glance, which also proved his conjecture.

Best wishes.

Chen Yue subconsciously looked at Fan Ge, and at least two sharp teeth were bitten off in the lion's mouth.

Fan Gehan glared at Zhu Qingyuan, but Zhu Qingyuan even smiled and winked at him.

"Guess, how did the counterrevolutionary want to kill me?" Zhu Qingyuan approached Chen Li, and he took a pair of film gloves from the medical cart, and put them on slowly.

"Start chopping from the fingers, one cut at each joint." Chen Li said coldly.

Zhu Qingyuan clicked his tongue, "It's really a group of thugs."

He straightened Chen Yue's body so that he faced the trial seat, and then cut his shirt into several pieces with surgical scissors. After the clothes were completely peeled off from Chen Yue's body, the trial seat was in an uproar again.

The young man's body was covered with a large piece of metal skin from the lower abdomen on the left side. Besides, his body was like a whetstone riddled with holes—if someone hadn't used his body to test the knife, how could there be There were so many scars all over the young man's tall, thin and lean body.

Chen Li was expressionless, and returned the gazes cast from all directions with cold eyes.

The burning sensation from their eyes was no less than the concentrated acid that burned his flesh.

Chen Yue felt as if he could hear the voices in these eyes, and every word and every word came to his ears clearly—as if they were directly extracted from their brains.

They were judging his appearance, using extremely vulgar words.

It's like this is a sensual occasion, and they are the guests.

Chen Yue felt that all his teeth were about to be crushed in his mouth, he refused to bow his head, and coldly looked down upon these beasts in human skin.

"Mr. Chen, why do you have metal skin on your body?" The electronic voice of the main judge sounded again.

"Why? Burns."

He was trying to hold back his anger and other emotions that were surging. No one can relax when they are naked for interrogation, and neither can he. He is just fighting.

"Burn? It's a coincidence."

Chen Li heard a bit of sarcasm from the electronic sound, he sneered and said, "What's the coincidence, people like us do this kind of work, otherwise you come here?"

"When did it happen?" The electronic voice ignored his ridicule and continued to interrogate.

"Three days ago." Chen Li said.

"Can the metal skin be removed?"

"You want to see my internal organs?" Chen Li asked back.

"Please be quiet. I am asking the doctor."

Zhu Qingyuan shrugged casually as if he had just recovered, "Unless you want to see his internal organs."

He went on to say, "The metal skin that is still in the healing period will interfere with the scan imaging, and it is most convenient to do a direct blood test."

"Long-term use of drugs will affect the results of blood tests," the electronic voice said, "Is there any other way?"

"Yes, yes," Zhu Qingyuan frowned, "but here?"

"This is the only interrogation room, and our eyes must be on the person under trial at all times."

Hearing this, Chen Li closed his eyes without saying a word. He knew that what he had done was serious. Zhu Qingyuan had seen the scar on his abdomen before, so he had naturally seen through the intention of the metal skin.

Zhu Qingyuan can expose him directly, or use the most disgusting means to humiliate him before exposing him.

Chen Li waited silently, thinking that he might not be able to go back.Then he owed the piper even more.

This thought made his heart tighten.

At this time, Zhu Qingyuan's voice sounded with slight disgust, "As a member of the 'Balance', I represent the bottom line of justice in this country, and I oppose this kind of **** evidence collection."

Chen Li was shocked by Zhu Qingyuan's words. Whether it was the first half sentence or the second half sentence, Chen Li could only turn his attention to the counter-revolutionary again and seek answers.

However, the counter-revolutionary complexion did not improve at all.

"Of course there are other ways." Zhu Qingyuan said again.

"Please speak," said the electronic voice.

"There are gonads hidden under the skin and between the muscles in ao, the size of the nail of an adult's little finger, and they are visible to the naked eye," Zhu Qingyuan paused and continued, "I think you all know that even though there are methods to melt off the gonads nowadays, the There are still three places where the location is extremely dangerous, and the existing surgical data shows that the mortality rate is [-]%, so to verify Mr. Chen's gender, it is enough to check the three gonads."

The electronic voice did not respond immediately, and the judges on the trial seat took advantage of the silence to regain their composure and put on their pious faces again.

"In the legal history that can be followed, there has never been a precedent for judging a person's gender." When the electronic voice sounded again, the speaking speed was slower than before, "We can only cooperate with the doctors sent by the 'balance' system. "

Zhu Qingyuan didn't say much, took a narrow scalpel and a small refracting searchlight from the medical cart, and showed them to the recorder in all directions.

"My hands are not steady," Zhu Qingyuan began to speak in that cold tone again, "You must not move around."

Chen Li ignored him and closed his eyes again.

The cold blade fell smoothly behind the ear, and Chen Yue clearly felt that the opening was three centimeters long, where there should have been a sex gland.

The thin end of the search mirror was stuffed into the fresh wound, and through countless refractions, the internal situation could be seen clearly.

"No." Zhu Qingyuan looked at it for a while to make a judgment, and at the same time, the dynamic image in the search mirror was projected into the air, and the scarlet muscles kept contracting and relaxing.

"No." A second moving image near the femoral artery was also projected side by side.

Zhu Qingyuan wiped Chen Yue's blood several times, the amount of bleeding was not much, and the scab had gradually begun to form.

Finally, the needle-like scalpel landed on his neck.

That's the most dangerous gland, buried to the right of the carotid artery.

"No." Zhu Qingyuan made a final decision, and then Chen Yue heard the clanging sound of instruments colliding.

Chen Li opened his eyes, and the dazzling white light fell into his pupils. He felt that he was in a trance, and the slight pain from the small wound gradually became clear. Under the excessive tension, his whole body soon felt like gnawing pain from insects and ants. .

Before being taken away, he took one last look at Zhu Qingyuan with complicated emotions.

After the interrogation, he was taken to a separate investigation room, which was empty except for a hoverboard with an empty glass on it.

He also doesn't want to drink water if he doesn't see an empty glass.

This is an obvious psychological hint. There are still nearly [-] hours left, and he and the mentality station of the second round will play for another [-] hours.

His hands were still in electronic handcuffs, but at least he was dressed in loose unlined clothing. He walked to the end of the room, sat down against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Any time that could be rested should not be wasted.

However, in less than 5 minutes, he was awakened by electric handcuffs. The front holographic door revealed a corner of a large instrument, and a man with a round face walked in following the instrument. It makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Behind the round-faced man was Cong Shanqin, with a pair of dark, old eyes.

"Please sit down," said the round-faced man.

"I'm sitting." Chen Li said.

"Please take your seat."

Chen Li stood up and walked to the hoverboard. The cup that was originally placed on it disappeared out of thin air—it was just a stereoscopic projection, and there was no cup.

He sat down on the hoverboard without hesitation, stretched his legs, stretched his sore muscles, then raised his head and said to the round-faced man, "Let's get started."

The screen of the large instrument suddenly lit up, with many fluctuating bar values ​​on it.

"Mr. Chen, your blood test results have come out, but it is still in the interrogation period, so I can't tell you. There are still some routine questions. Don't be afraid, just answer truthfully." The round-faced man said gently explain.

Chen Li nodded.

"Your name." The round-faced man asked.

"The name is the privacy of citizens." Chen Li glanced at Cong Shanqin, "I am not a big man who can use the name as a signboard."

Cong Shanqin's old face was about to turn frosty, but he ignored Chen Li's provocation.

"So you're not going to tell me?" The round-faced man tapped something quickly on a small receiving board with an electronic pen.

"No, I can tell you, Li, my name," Chen Li said after a pause, "You can look it up in our Mandarin dictionary."

The round-faced man didn't look it up in the dictionary, he said briskly, "It's a plant."

"No, it means fighting." Chen Li said.

The round-faced man shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, it's my lack of knowledge."

"Let's talk about your past, such as your parents?" The round-faced man turned his head to look at Cong Shanqin, "Marshal Cong, next, would you like to ask?"

Cong Shanqin shook his head. After he came in, he remained silent, completely different from the arrogant old beast.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, let's continue," the round-faced man said, "What kind of people are your parents?"

"A good man with a hard life." Chen Li said.

"Most people in this world are good people with hard lives." The round-faced man said.

Chen Li laughed, but did not speak.

"Please describe some details, for example, their identities, what stories they have, how they met, and how they got together." The round-faced man continued to interrogate.

"Warehouse workers and sex workers, what's there to talk about?" Chen Li looked slightly annoyed.

Almost all the bar values ​​on the large instrument jumped up by one notch—it's no secret that interrogation relies on AI calculations, after all, all kinds of technical talents in human beings are withering.

The interrogation level of this round face is not as good as that of Li Manzi in the sixth round, Chen Li thought in his heart.

The round-faced man glanced at the value, and continued to ask calmly, "Please describe your paternal line in one sentence."

"Work hard, die suddenly."

"Please describe your matriarchy in one sentence."

"Work hard, and life is better than death."

The round-faced man showed an unbearable expression, "I deeply agree with your experience..."

However, before he finished his sympathy, he was interrupted by Cong Shanqin's sneer, and he immediately turned his head and carefully asked for instructions.

"Since your parents are workers and prostitutes, how did they give you such a native language name." Cong Shanqin asked.

Chen Yue didn't change his face, "Does the education level of workers and prostitutes have to be lower than yours? Reading does not distinguish class."

"Go out, I'll stay alone with this young man for a while," Cong Shanqin said after a pause, "I want an hour."

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The author has something to say:

It may be that the weather is too cold and the wind is too strong. Every day when I come home from get off work, I have a headache, low fever, and high intraocular pressure.

Just sleep and wake up, is this the day's choice to beat the workers? (Fall)

Then go home and continue to have a low fever mua! !

I saw 43w words in the backstage today. Although I still have nothing to do hahaha, it’s a pity that I can’t finish writing this number of words. It’s still very happy to write the stories I like.

Oh yes, Merry Christmas everyone! !eat and drink!Update today!later is old time