Interstellar leader

Under the dim light, a nearly naked male prisoner was firmly handcuffed, his arms were hung above his head by an iron chain, and his whole body was suspended from the ceiling, with his toes just touching the ground, out of sight The torture is enough to drive people crazy.

His body was covered with various vertical and horizontal scars of different depths, all of which were very fresh, and some of them were still oozing dark red veins.The clothes may have been scratched by a knife, or smashed to pieces by a barbed whip. Black rags were scattered on the ground, or soaked in blood and stuck to the body. The appearance was as miserable as possible.

"Your Excellency, this man is completely ignorant of good and bad, and he doesn't even say a word." The prison guard said with gritted teeth.The short man raised his head when he spoke, and Li Qing saw his face.That picture is ordinary, but those green triangular eyes always remind people of hungry wolves in the dark night.

"Have you tried everything?" The Duke frowned, this time he really encountered a problem.

"I'm the most authoritative confession expert. Of course, I've come up with more than a dozen plans." The prison guard obviously had strong confidence in his abilities, and he was slightly dissatisfied with the duke's suspicion, but he couldn't express it.

"Isaac." The Duke pointed to the miserable prisoner, then turned his head and smiled at Li Qing. "This man was caught at my house a few hours ago. He was carrying weapons and poison. He was undoubtedly an assassin. The question is, who sent him, and who did he come to kill. If he doesn't say it, we can only find evidence from his bracelet, which is what you can do."

The function of the communication bracelet in the Kepler Republic is not much different from that of a mobile phone, at most it is an upgraded version.But in Empire, it's tied to identity.When every citizen registers and acquires a legal identity, he will be issued such a ring. In addition to communication, it also has the function of an ID card. The colors of the bracelets obtained by different classes are different.

This bracelet is firmly attached to the skin and is made of special materials that can grow larger with the growth of the body, but it cannot be removed unless it is violently destroyed.Most people carry it with them all their lives - who would smash their mobile phone and tear up their ID card for fun?

Li Qing thought about a series of characteristics of the empire's bracelet. "It is feasible to hack into the bracelet, but it is a delicate thing and cannot be affected by bioelectricity. I can't analyze it."

"Huh?" the Duke was puzzled.

Li Qing explained: "This thing can only be removed by violent destruction. Of course we can't violently destroy it - otherwise the contents inside will be gone. But if it is still in his hand, the bioelectricity in his body will affect the analysis. Tiny, but potentially deadly. I don't know what to do about it."

Windesa froze for a moment, and there was a second of blankness in the light blue pupils.Then, he suddenly burst out laughing, his usually Qingyue voice seemed extra creepy at this time, his handsome face was almost distorted in laughter.He finally had enough of laughing, stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in an exaggerated tone almost aria, "Oh, dear Isaac! You are like... like an ancient myth Angels in literature."

When he looked at Li Qing again, the corner of his mouth was still hooked, and there was a vicious appreciation in his eyes.It's like the devil is intoxicated with white wings, but wants to dye them black, so that all good things will fall into hell with him.

Li Qing lowered his eyes, and instantly understood what the Duke meant—an option that was clearly in front of him, but was ignored by his subconscious just now. "You want to cut off his hand." There was no emotion in the statement's tone.

The Duke's smile disappeared, and he said with a stern face, "You're a quick learner, tsk, it's really boring."

Half of Li Qing's face was hidden in the shadows, no expression could be seen.Windsha is this kind of pervert—he wants to see himself flustered, turned pale with fright, forced to change from a big boy like a blank sheet of paper into a bloody, evil murderer , preferably more depraved than him.

Windesa enjoyed this training process very much.

But he didn't understand who Li Qing was - he was indeed a big boy who grew up in a greenhouse, and he was only in his twenties before he crossed over.After graduating, he stayed in school to do research, and he never left the ivory tower. His heart was cleaner than anyone else, and there was no darkness at all.But kindness does not mean that morality will control his behavior.He is an absolute believer in rationality and order. In order to achieve the optimal result, he will not hesitate to do it even if his conscience is suffering.This is an innate rule, no matter what the experience is, it is enough to override everything in life.

Li Qing walked up to the man who seemed to be hanging on his breath, raised his hand and brushed away his blood-scabby long hair.The prison guard forcibly woke him up from the coma, and he opened a pair of beautiful silver-gray eyes, which were the only thing that was not dusty on his blood-stained face.

"What's your name?" A deep and gentle male voice rang in his ear, and the prisoner was silent for two seconds, then replied hoarsely like an old bellows that had been rusted for hundreds of years, "Herman."

"Then, Hermann—let me call you that, the situation is this—if you insist on saying nothing, the duke will cut off your hand, and I can still take it out of your bracelet." Stealing information. In this way, your persistence is completely useless. Then please don’t do meaningless things and cooperate with us, sir.” Li Qing tried to persuade the prisoner, even though he knew it might work Sex is not big.

Sure enough, Herman moved the corner of his mouth with difficulty, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, his pale lips trembling due to excessive blood loss. "You don't have to persuade me, let me die."

Li Qing sighed softly, the Duke grabbed his wrist and handed him a knife.The blade was thin and shone sharply in the dim light.

"Must I come?" He murmured.

The devilish smile appeared on the Duke's face again, and he said cheerfully, "You will learn it all sooner or later, my lovely little friend."

He took Herman's right hand and cut it with a little force.The blade was so sharp that it could sink into the flesh and cut through bone as easily as a burnt knife cut through butter.A large amount of blood gushed out, most of it was sprayed on Li Qing's clothes, a little was splashed on his hair and face, the clear bright red and pale skin formed a stark contrast.

With the entire hand chopped off without protection, the prisoner would certainly not survive.In fact, the Duke didn't intend to let him live either, and an uncooperative prisoner was worthless.The screams of him giving up everything and having completely collapsed tormented Li Qing's eardrums.

Li Qing held the severed hand in one hand, and carefully picked the bracelet on it with the other. His fair and slender fingers were soaked in blood, and his handsome face showed no expression, like a vampire who came out of hell.

"It's done, I'm going to work." Li Qing put the bracelet into his pocket, casually threw the severed hand on the ground, turned around and left the place without looking back.

After disappearing from the Duke's sight, he raised his hand and stared at the mottled blood on it with a complicated expression.

People with a strong sense of guilt in their hearts are nothing more than two extreme endings, becoming a saint to redeem their sins, or degenerate to kill for pleasure.The latter was exactly what the duke wanted to see.It wasn't his fault - it was the man who pulled the trigger, not the gun, that killed.He rejects Windsor's trap, the two endings, and the illogical guilt.

Li Qing took a deep breath, the bloody and slightly rotten breath penetrated into the alveoli, but he didn't even frown.

Ever since he crossed over, he has been thinking about this unavoidable question: a snow-white dove of peace is doomed to be unable to cross the battlefield forged by blood and fire. In this age where human life is ignored and gunpowder is everywhere, how many moral principles must he abandon to live well? go down?Where is his bottom line?

He can't see his bottom line, he only remembers the beliefs that made him his own - reason and freedom, firmness and dreams.

Li Qing came back from the laboratory and put a tablet on the duke's desk.Windesa glanced at it, and was immediately dizzy by the dense string of data, letters, and charts. "How on earth did you make these things in an hour?" The Duke stared at him sadly, "If you don't explain to me, do you still expect me to understand these ghostly symbols?"

"The information is vague, and we are still one step late. From the information in the bracelet, I can only decipher a few intermittent characters, which have several meanings. I sorted them in order of probability from high to low on the first page. However, it should be noted that the uncertainties of the fourth and fifth items are somewhat large, causing their intervals to overlap..."

"Isaac! You just need to tell me your speculation!" The Duke almost wanted to cover his face and cry, let him look at this pile of things to make a decision, it would be better to kill him. Humans really can't compare with humanoid computers .

"Okay, but it's not necessarily true. After all, it's just a probability." Li Qing retracted the latter words under Windesha's sharp eyes. He understood that the Duke didn't want to hear any numbers. "To put it simply, I tracked down the signal to the mansion of the chief minister named An. Mr. Herman is [-]% of his subordinates. The purpose of his visit is to kill someone."

"Who?" The Duke's eyes became serious.

"It's not you, and I don't know who it is. As soon as the analysis came here, the clues were cut off. But what is certain is that this person knows a secret. Maybe the person himself does not know its seriousness, but this secret is enough ..." Li Qing hesitated for a moment, and reminded Windesha: "In the sense of analysis, the next sentence has only a 30.00% chance of being correct, and there is a bounded upper limit asymptotically 0.1 and lower limit asymptotically 0.008. Function value. After all, it is speculative."

"Is it good to speak human words..." The Duke didn't even bother to roll his eyes.

"This secret is enough to bring Elvis down from the throne."

Windesa was stunned for a while, then suddenly jumped up from the chair. "My God, it must be so. Isaac! He is willing to let an elite assassin with A+ genes come to me to die, just to kill someone in my family. Even if it is not the order of Elvis, it must be related to Ann's political future."

"This person is hiding in the Duke's Mansion. He or she may be anyone. Maybe this person has not realized how terrible the secret is. I will call him/her—the insider." Li Qing replied road.

"It's very likely that they don't even know who this person is - when we found this damned assassin, he had been in the manor for two full days. We need to use geography to find the 'insider', otherwise they will I will use the advantage of intelligence to kill people and silence them. I must not let go of this god-given opportunity."

The author has something to say: Hmm—Li Qing's little baby has a lot of inner drama in this chapter, after all, it's the first time she's been stained with blood.It's really hard for him to stick to his own life principles under the duke's despotic power.

Duke: After hard work, use IQ to crush me? ?give me an explanation?Clam?