This "executioner" seemed to really be asking the traffic control officer for his opinion. After explaining his purpose, he stood quietly outside the command booth, waiting for a reply.
The traffic controller was covered in cold sweat and his neck moved. He wanted to refuse, but after meeting his eyes, he couldn't say anything.
Those eyes are obviously very warm...
Plop~
The traffic police officer fell to the ground, feeling his legs were weak and unable to stand up no matter how hard he tried.
The "executioner" saw this and narrowed his eyes again: "It seems that you have agreed, sir. Thank you very much."
As he said that, he pushed the "sinner" in. After entering, he first walked towards the traffic policeman, who was so frightened that the traffic policeman sitting on the ground moved back.
The "executioner" walked up to the traffic control officer, helped the person up, and then took the person outside the pavilion, letting him sit against the steps, and then returned to the command booth.
The traffic controller was sitting on the steps, with his back to the booth, and his whole body was shaking. At this time, the gentle but extremely terrifying voice of the "executioner" came from behind:
"Sir, you don't need to be nervous. You can turn around. When I used to execute people, there were many people around. They would scold the prisoner on the stage. When the officer read out the prisoner's crime, people would
Cheers and joy, when I finally take away the prisoner's life, some people will be a little scared, but soon they will cheer loudly and applaud the death of the violator."
"It was a wonderful ceremony in which justice and law were upheld."
The traffic control officer was shaking even more violently. He couldn't understand what the other party meant. Was he inviting himself to watch?
However, execution in public is completely unacceptable to people today.
"Are you really not going to watch it? Everyone was obviously happy to watch it in the past. But it's okay. There will be many opportunities in the future. Maybe you will want to take a look in the future. After all, it will be very satisfying to make the offenders punished."
I don't know why, but when the "executioner" said, "There will be many opportunities in the future," the traffic control officer turned his head around.
In the command booth, the "prisoner" still covered his face and knelt on the ground. He never made a sound or resisted from the beginning to the end.
The "executioner" stood aside and had already taken off the cloth bag he had been carrying on his back. After untying it, there were a number of bladed weapons of different lengths and thicknesses. The smallest one was about the size of a pen, and the largest one was a guillotine.
The "executioner" didn't think much, so he picked up the ax and checked it. He didn't know what he was checking. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction: "It's still so sharp after all these years."
At this time, he realized that the traffic officer was turning his head to look at him, so he turned his head and greeted him: "How to execute the prisoner is very noteworthy. Depending on the prisoner's identity and the crime he committed, the punishment will be different. For
This guillotine is perfect for people of noble status, so that their death will not be too painful."
The "executioner" said as he walked to the "prisoner" with an ax in his hand: "Because there is no order officer, I will read it on my behalf today."
As he spoke, he took off the "prisoner's" headgear.
The traffic controller looked at the face under the hood that he had seen many times on TV news. His eyes suddenly widened and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
"Prisoner Heston Myers, Councilor of Brica City, abused his power during his tenure, covered up crimes, attempted to transgress, knowingly violated the law, and was punished for several crimes. He will be executed today. Heston Myers, what else do you want?
Did you say that?"
The traffic control officer has recognized that the "prisoner" is Heston, one of the seven members of Brica. Everything today seems like a nightmare to him. Why was a member of Parliament brought here for execution?
Moreover, according to the meaning of "executioner", there is no spell on the congressman that prohibits speech? Why didn't he say a word from the beginning to the end?
........
Renne and Adam were rushing back. They had just received the news from Captain Seven. They never expected that a kidnapping case was taking place at the intersection they passed not long ago, and it was also developing into a murder case.
possible.
In fact, there was no need for Captain Seven to notify him, because various news reports were now reporting the matter, and people near the intersection directly posted the situation on the Internet.
"That person is Congressman Heston!" While driving, Adam did not forget to take a look at Lane's mobile phone screen. After the prisoner's hood was taken off, he quickly recognized the other person's identity.
"Congressman Heston?" Renn subconsciously felt that the name sounded familiar, and then he remembered, wasn't this the congressman who arranged their tasks that Adam had mentioned before going out in the morning?
Adam also quickly explained to Ren: "In the morning, I told the congressman who arranged these trivial matters for us. He gave an order to the dispatch room and said that those tasks should be handed over to our team seven."
Renn was lost in thought...
The congressman from Brica inexplicably asked Team 7 of the Public Security Bureau, which was originally responsible for criminal crimes, to do trivial things that even Team 5 would not be able to do.
It just so happened that on this day, I reported to the security team for my first day as a "temporary worker".
Then, on the same day, the congressman was caught and beheaded.
Did he get involved in some incident again unknowingly? Or did he never escape from it?
While I was thinking about it, the picture on my phone changed again.
.......
"Heston Miles, is there anything else you want to say?"
Compared with his polite attitude when negotiating with traffic control, "The Executioner"'s tone was much colder when talking to Congressman Heston.
Congressman Heston is a middle-aged man whose age cannot be discerned. Although this description is strange, it is normal for human beings whose life spans are extremely long.
Even with the ax hanging above his head, Councilor Heston remained calm. He slightly raised his head and glanced at the "executioner" before finally speaking: "It's against the rules for you to kill me like this."
"I thought you wouldn't ask for mercy. That's good. This shows that you are repentant. This is the meaning of punishment. But you are dead today. I have kept every rule in mind since the city was founded for hundreds of years.
There is not a word difference, no matter whether they have been modified or deleted, under these rules, I have the right to chop off your head here!"
"Does outdated rules count?"
"For me, yes."
"You act as if what we have done for Brica for hundreds of years is meaningless."
"It has meaning. It probably made me memorize tens of thousands more rules over and over again."
Heston raised his head completely this time and stared at the "executioner" for a long time: "Although I am a little surprised, you are joking with me now, and I can't laugh."