Son of the Tower

Chapter 405 Trial Court

"You should say that, at this moment, I saw the sacrifices made by human beings to become stronger." Mars said here and sighed: "Even if he is not crazy, or is not killed by me, his lungs It can't last for a few days."

The entire lung was black, which was caused by the use of inferior prosthetic parts, which forced Mars to call the police to find David.

The latter shook his head at a glance: "We had a video during the operation, and his lungs were still very good at that time." Speaking of this, the young man noticed half of the artificial kidney at the waist of the deceased: "This thing is wrong."

"Why not?" Mars asked out of curiosity.

David took the scalpel from Mars, cut open the lower hemisphere of the artificial kidney, and pointed to the small empty container inside: "This thing is wrong, a normal artificial kidney should not have this thing, I don't know where he made it surgery, but this kind of structural creation will release various sealed substances after the user receives the stimulation current of a specific waveband of the new prosthetic body.”

"For example, the infectious substance of lung black disease." Chun said here and looked at David: "This artificial kidney does not seem to be a product from an official factory."

"Yes, dear lady, in Tbilisi, only the really rich can afford genuine prostheses and plug-ins, and more poor people can only use a variety of second-hand products. You and your friends are still Your husband must not like to hear such stories."

Mars shook his head: "Tell me, if there is no suffering in the world, why do we need our tower?"

Hearing this, the young man David nodded: "In our Tbilisi, there are many sources of second-hand goods, such as the dead, and there are many types of dead people. There are car accidents, and family members take them to burn There are also prosthetic body plugs that were picked up during the time; there are also travelers who were kidnapped and then skinned and cramped by scavengers; there are also rich people who were targeted by guys on the road, and many [-]% of the new second-hand goods come from this way.”

"Does your police care?" Nie asked, frowning.

Instead of asking David, she might as well be asking the police chief who just heard about it. This middle-aged man has a bitter face-if another girl asks this question, this middle-aged man may have already yelled. out loud.

But now, he can only keep his mouth shut and listen to David tell the truth.

Because there are His Excellency Legend and his friends who are also legends want to hear the little story of Tbilisi.

"Of course the police take care of it, but Tbilisi is no better than Tainan. The police in Tbilisi are outdated, short-staffed, and their salaries are pitiful." David is also a smart man. The policeman in Billis then changed the subject: "I heard that in southern Thailand, if a child is robbed by a brother on the road, even a bunch of lollipops can lead to a joint liquidation between Your Excellency the Swordsman and the police."

"That's true." Mars laughed—Mars knew about it. Two years ago, some friends on the road got drunk and stopped a kid on the side of the road to snatch his lollipop.

The friends on the road were unlucky. When they grabbed a lollipop, they were watched by the police from across the street and the tower apprentices who came to watch the night movie. At most, they would be hung upside down on a street light pole if they wanted to grab a lollipop. Sober up, but the bad thing is that the fellow daoist reached out and slapped the little guy—then he was hung up and whipped ten times by more than 20 policemen and a dozen fourth-year apprentices.

"So it's really incomparable, legendary lords, our policeman has worked very hard, but look at this gentleman's prosthetic eye, it is also a second-hand product, it was dug from his colleague who died in battle, or I gave it to you. He pretended." Having said that, the person in charge also sighed with a sad face.

This sound made Nie's eyes turn red: "I will definitely contact the prosthetic medical institution for you and ask them to donate a batch of old models to your police in Tbilisi. It is definitely not the second-hand kind."

"If your face is not enough, count me in." Mars clapped his hands, then looked at David: "Mr. David."

"Your Majesty Mars, please tell me." The young reformer brother looked at Mars.

"You have operated on him. Do you think it is possible to release the sealed content from the container in the artificial kidney through electrical stimulation outside the body." In terms of prosthetics, Mars is a layman at all, and David is obviously the one. A true master.

"It is indeed possible, I can even be sure that it is indeed possible to activate the container by shocking the side of the waist with an electric shock device, but only in this way, it seems impossible for this guy to become a cyberpsychopath, because there is too little stimulation." Speaking of this, David Pointing to the person in charge: "Not only the police gentlemen in Tbilisi, but also the bastards on the road and the black prosthetic doctors in the whole western land are conducting human experiments. They want to artificially create cyber psychosis. You can take away the prosthetic body plugs on them."

"For the sake of money, those guys can even abandon their conscience, they are the most hateful cyber lunatics." The person in charge added.

At this moment, Lin Qixian's subordinates came over, and he said that Lin Qixian and the others had already mentioned Ilian Sablin.

………………

Illian Sablin, 37 years old this year.

Yes, at 37, older than David and his sister Rebecca combined.

This age was found from the Xilu domestic goblin database. When I found it, everyone was paralyzed—who would have thought that the little girlfriend of a human kid in his teens would be older than his mother.

So when Mars saw Ilian Sablin, the girl was hanging from the ceiling of the prison with her hands tied, while Mr. Dwarf of the Justice Church was arguing with the elf Lin Qixian.

"What's the matter?" Mars asked Old Joe.

"It's not the house elf. The dwarves will protect her when they see her, saying that she is a member of the court."

Tribunal, awesome, isn't this the most aggressive branch of the Justice Order?

Mars thought of this and looked at the house elf curiously. The latter was struggling on the rope, but it was a pity that the military intelligence bureau's rope skills were impeccable-what does it mean to tie each finger independently? If accidents happen in this kind of place, Mars thinks everyone should stop playing, and it would be great to go to the top of the five-star hotel in Fort Carter to play ropeless stretching together.

"Forget it, let's put it down first." Mars and the Justice Church are a bit in love.

Illian Sablin turned to look at Mars upon hearing this.

She was obviously puzzled.

But it's impossible for Mars to be simply showing kindness. He waited for this girl to be put down, and a psionic palm dragged her to the chair facing him.

"Who am I, you should know, right?" Mars asked.

Illian Sablin nodded, then opened his mouth, man, the tongue is broken.

Mars used a technique to grow back this man's tongue, and then grabbed Illian Sablin who opened his small mouth to bite something.

"I ask, you answer, if you don't cooperate, I'll call the head of your sect, think about it for yourself, how much it would be to have a 100-year-old human being rush over overnight."

Illian Sablin sniffled and nodded again.

Myers let go and asked his first question.

"Why did you kill the Straw family?"

This question is too important. If you don't know this question, then don't ask Mars the next question.

(End of this chapter)