The old man's voice from before sounded, "But don't forget to search for the 'Peace Star'. If you can communicate, communicate first. If you can't communicate, try to find the bug in its rules and logic, and then try to seal it."
"Hai."
Kenchi Ichiro bowed his head slightly.
The surrounding projections have all dispersed.
When I went back, I took the same elevator.
It was the same experience, but this time I pressed from the first floor to the top floor.
After waiting, Ichiro Kenchi pressed 9,5,2,7.
When the elevator door opened again, they had returned to Public Security Section 6.
"Please wait a moment, we have received the message and are transporting the prisoner."
When they came out, support staff were already waiting at the elevator door.
"Well, let's go to the 'testing ground'."
On the way to the testing site, Ichiro Kenchi pushed away the others and said, "If you have anything to ask, just tell me."
Looking at the back of the man in front of him, Mochizuki Rin frowned slightly, "Are those guys the 'top'?"
"Well, there are all kinds of people. High IQ geniuses, politicians, monasteries, businessmen, shrines, etc. There are nineteen people in total. If they die, they will be replaced by alternates. If they are all wiped out, the same twenty alternates will make the decision.
There are nineteen in the regiment."
Kenchi Ichiro smiled, "It's like the legendary nineteen levels of hell."
After a few seconds of silence, Mochizuki Rin said: "If it were not for the country and the world, but simply for power, they would not allow the existence of the alternate group. But why?"
"Why do you feel that they care more about Peace Star?"
Kenchi Ichiro smiled, "They are indeed focused on thinking about the country, mankind, and the future of the entire earth, and they have even put their own lives and deaths aside. But"
"but?"
"Everyone has a suitable price. They have all the money, power, beauties, and handsome men. So what price do you think can impress them?"
"Stay alive."
"Fuck ngo~ but there is no reward."
Kenchi Ichiro sneered: "If there is no hope, of course they will be detached and only think about the world.
"Of course, they are also thinking about the world now. But if there is a chance to escape from the shadow of death in this desperate world, who would want to miss this opportunity?
"It just so happens that with just a little willfulness of power, they can get this opportunity. At the very least, they have a better chance than 99.9 percent of people."
He shrugged, "But that doesn't matter. Everyone has selfish motives. It's good to be able to consider the survival of the world."
"Huh? We're here."
Kenchi Ichiro changed the topic, obviously not wanting to talk more.
Mochizuki Rin didn't ask any more questions, just silently noted the matter.
After that, she wanted to tell her husband and tell him how much attention the boss paid to him.
After all, in her mind, this might be like "mermaid meat".
Those big shots who are about to be driven crazy by the reality of this world may want to "eat" Mr. like a mermaid.
Maybe you won't do this, but it's always right to prepare for the worst.
Even if the gentleman proves that he is not a weirdo, the group of people will rather kill him than let him go.
And he still uses righteousness to force Mr. Ruo to say that he is a human being.
But don’t think about that now, let’s figure out the triggering conditions for that weird murder, and then go back and tell Mr. everything.
She followed Ichiro Kenchi to a room.
Feng Jianye is already waiting here.
He folded his arms and leaned against the wall. Seeing Ichiro Kenchi come in, he subconsciously stood up straight.
It's probably because of respect, Mochizuki Rin secretly guessed.
"Where's Yuu?"
Seeing that only Kazama Ye was the spirit control user, Kenchi Ichiro frowned slightly.
"I spent money to find a woman."
Hearing Kazama Ye's answer, Kenchi Ichiro felt dissatisfied for a moment.
But soon, he sighed and all his anger disappeared, "Forget it, ignore him for now."
They must have guessed that the soul-controllers will not live long.
There's nothing wrong with venting your emotions, at least it's not a crime.
He began to introduce the situation to Mochizuki Rin who kept looking around.
"Mochizuki, the next room is the testing room. The prisoner will be taken there. Then we will let another prisoner pretend to be a policeman to stimulate his malice to see if he will die. The same test is currently being conducted in various places throughout Japan at the same time
start testing."
Kenchi Ichiro pointed at the handsome guy in a white coat who came over, "He is Minamoto Junji, the person in charge of this experiment. Don't look at him like this, but in fact he is also a spirit control user, and his ability is to see through other people's current thoughts.
.
"But this guy is a decent guy, and everyone likes him."
It was not a memory, but a temporary thought, but Mochizuki Rin still frowned subconsciously.
Seeing this, Gen Chunji explained: "After being possessed by the spirit, I have to take off these special glasses to 'see' my current thoughts. Don't worry, I won't use them on you."
Mochizuki Rin nodded silently, but still tried his best to control his thoughts and not think about things related to his husband.
But no matter how I control it, the face of Mr. is always in my mind
She could only try to control herself not to think about the extraordinary side of her husband, and could only think about the fragments of daily interactions with him.
But Ichiro Kenike doesn't care about this.
He said to Yuan Junji: "It's time to start."
Gen Junji nodded, looked at the one-way glass, and took off his glasses.
Afterwards, a light blue translucent Pingyi spirit appeared from the void and covered his body.
On the other side of the glass, the death row inmate who was undergoing the test was sitting there looking more relaxed.
He has been informed before that as long as he cooperates and answers a few questions this time, he can be converted from the death penalty to a prison sentence of twenty years, and then he will be released on parole in seven or eight years.
Soon, the door opened and a man wearing a police uniform walked in.
He is another death row inmate.
The superiors promised him that as long as he followed the requirements of the superiors and chatted with the prisoner for a few words, he could be converted into a fixed-term prison sentence.
The premise is that it cannot be revealed that he is not a police officer.
So he walked to the man and sat down, imitating a police interrogation and flipped through the record book in his hand, "Junichi Majima, thirty-one years old, once killed five members of the head of the household's family because of home invasion. I didn't
That’s wrong.”
The man opposite nodded, "That's right."
The fake policeman asked again: "Have you ever regretted what you did?"
The prisoner continued to nod, "I regret it very much. If I had a chance to do it again, I would never do that."
Fake police officer: “Do you have anything to say to the victim’s family?”
The prisoner's expression was numb, "I'm very sorry. I did such an unforgivable thing and caused trouble to everyone. I'm really sorry."
"He is lying. He has no remorse at all. He is even laughing at the police and the family in his heart."
In the next room, Minamoto Junji looked grim.
He walked to the microphone and said: "Tell him that the test has been completed, thank him for his cooperation, and he will be executed in one hour."
No one stopped Kenchi Ichiro, Mochizuki Rin, including Kazamaha and other people present.
Minamoto Junji can "see" what people are thinking right now.
Moreover, he is a decent man with a sense of justice, and he is not rigid and knows how to adapt.
He said that the man had not repented, and that must be the case.
A damned unrepentant death row prisoner should just die.
At worst, when asked later, they said he died accidentally.
No one will pursue this kind of guy.
As long as you say hello, the media will not dare to report it.
The fake policeman behind the one-way glass was stunned for a moment, and then repeated Minamoto Junji's words.
The prisoner on the opposite side was also stunned, and then he yelled excitedly and struggled.
The people on the other side of the glass just watched quietly.
Minamoto Junji sneered, "It's better to die as soon as possible for this kind of rubbish."
He closed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "This guy's head is full of shit now, and I don't want to see it anymore."
"Well, thank you for your hard work." Kenchi Ichiro patted him on the shoulder.
Being able to see other people's thoughts means that you will face the darkness in others' hearts.
Especially what most people think in their hearts is not the same as what they actually do.
If you are a guy with a moderately extreme personality, he may embark on the path of brain-deadness that "dirty creatures like human beings must be destroyed."
Or you may feel that you can see other people's thoughts, just like a god.
But Minamoto Junji can stick to his bottom line and conscience, and will never look at other people's thinking unless his work requires it.
This is also the reason why Junji Minamoto is respected and loved by everyone.
Back to business.
After waiting for ten minutes, the condemned prisoner was still not dead.
Including the death row inmates who were being tested simultaneously across the country, the information on their survival has been sent to the Tokyo headquarters via fax machine.
Kenchi Ichiro scratched his head, "Did you guess wrong?"
Mochizuki Rin said coldly: "It's impossible to guess wrong."
A husband can never make mistakes, she firmly believes in this.
Kenchi Ichiro didn't say anything, he just said to Minamoto Junji: "Then let's do this for now."
"Yes." Minamoto Junji nodded and put on his glasses, "Send these two beasts back."
He sighed, "It's a pity, otherwise I would just kill them both and then tell them about the accident."
"No, if we don't respect the law, then other spirit controllers will not abide by it." Kenchi Ichiro shook his head and rejected his idea, "And if we cross that line, we will all fall."
The bottom line in people's hearts is actually very low.
Once you cross that line and find out that it's OK, then people keep lowering the limit.
Until there is no lower limit.
Especially for people like them who have extraordinary powers and a short lifespan, if they cross the bottom line, they will be extremely harmful to society.
But Minamoto Junji didn't answer.
Kenchi Ichiro suddenly felt something bad, and he turned around suddenly!
I saw Yuan Chunsi raising his hands to hold his head, and then forcefully
The body and head are separated, and the blood gushes out like spring water.