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Chapter 19: Three Ways of Serving Sentences

Of course, the police headquarters was not in the Sky Dome District. The police car suddenly descended and flew towards a tall building on the other side of the Sky Dome Tower.

The roof of this building is a wide parking area.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen police cars parked above. When the police cars came to a stop, a policeman took Jock out.

Jock was escorted by the police and walked to the elevator on the top of the building.

When the digital button on the 77th floor lit up, Jock walked out of the elevator.

He looked around calmly, memorizing the route and environment in his mind.

The space on the entire floor is very wide, and each independent space is separated by glass.

The glass walls in some offices are shiny and transparent, while others seem to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see what's going on inside.

Occasionally there are robots transporting items, and Jock even saw a robot cleaner.

No one paid attention to the escorted Jock or the two police officers who escorted him. This kind of thing should happen here at any time.

On the way, Jock also met criminals who had the same fate as him. The prisoners looked at each other with indescribable emotions in each other's eyes, while the escorting policemen nodded friendly to each other.

Afterwards, they left in a hurry.

Along the way, Jiao Ke saw scenes of people coming and going everywhere, discussing in groups and thinking alone. Busy people paired with various electronic products whose screens were constantly changing appeared to be very orderly.

So lively!

...

The three of them finally arrived at a room at the end of a long corridor. The door number read "Interrogation Room No. 119". As soon as they approached, a voice sounded from the door:

"Interrogation Room 119 has been authorized! Welcome to use!"

The white metal door opened automatically, and Jock was pushed in.

"Stay there!" The two policemen did not come in. After one of the policemen said this to him, he closed the door and heard the sound of their retreating footsteps in the corridor outside.

Jock was the only one in the entire silver-gray room.

The room was entirely made of glass-like materials, but except for the entire wall in front of him which was still the same glass, the rest of the walls automatically turned into an opaque light gray when he entered.

There is a large rectangular table made of metal in the room, and there is a metal armchair next to it.

Apart from the tables and chairs, the most eye-catching thing in the whole room is a robot standing in the southeast corner of the room.

This robot is the height of an adult, and its overall shape is more like a drinking fountain, but it can recognize the appearance of a person. It stands quietly in the corner, like a sculpture.

Jock's wrists were tied behind his back with a strange metal wire, and he walked towards the robot curiously.

Just as Jock stood within one meter of the robot, the metal wire binding his wrists behind him suddenly came loose. In Jock's surprised eyes, the wire swam towards the robot's feet like a small snake.

Then, a small hole opened under the robot's feet, and the metal wire climbed in.

Seeing this scene, Jiao Ke couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

He put his face close to the robot, and then the robot's eyes glowed brightly, and a light curtain suddenly appeared in the room, sweeping across Jock's body.

"Name! Jock! The crime committed is 'intentionally harming the prosthetic body of others and ultimately causing the real death of two people'!"

“Based on the big data judge’s deliberation, the verdict is as follows!”

"First, deprive the body, 21 Krypton will sleep for 50 years. When he is released from prison, he will receive a new prosthetic body randomly distributed by the government. I am not guaranteed to be satisfied;"

"Two, the body is temporarily detained and served in a virtual prison for 3 years. When the sentence is released, the original body will be returned;"

"Third, become a special investigator and successfully perform 20 missions;"

The emotionless electronic synthesized sound is delivering judgment on Jock.

'What?! This is my sentence?'

‘This is really efficient!’

Jock originally thought that the police would come to interrogate him soon, and then there would be a series of procedures such as recording a confession, and finally he would be temporarily detained, waiting to be tried in court.

Now it seems that he is completely overthinking it.

Technology is very efficient.

Jock was not surprised that the robot knew his name, although the police never asked.

He thought about what the robot had just said.

'Those three sentences don't sound like serial punishments. They should be parallel. The government will not do useless work. So does this mean... I can choose the way to serve my sentence?'

"The first two are no different from death sentences to me. Only the strangest and last one is my hope for life."

He stared at the robot in front of him again and asked tentatively:

"Can I...choose my own way of serving my sentence?"

The robot didn't answer him. Jock continued to try to communicate with the robot, but there was still no response from the other party.

'It seems that it won't pay attention to me. It would be great if a policeman came in now, and I can find a way to ask.'

Suddenly! Just when Jock was still standing next to the robot and thinking, this guy actually spoke!

"The order has been received! Execute immediately!"

Under Jock's horrified gaze, the robot's eyes shot out two blue lights like lightning, and the beams of light struck Jock directly.

Jock, who had no time to dodge, was directly hit by two blue lasers and fell to the ground instantly, losing consciousness.

...

'Well...'

Jock, who had been unconscious for an unknown length of time, woke up from a sudden dizziness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his hands were tied behind his back again, wearing anklets, and a metal collar around his neck. The collar was connected to a metal chain, and the other end of the chain extended to the ceiling.

At this moment, Jock was wearing only a pair of white shorts.

Why can Jock see so clearly? That's because the wall directly in front of him is a mirror.

Jock tried to struggle, but found that it didn't work at all. He was hung in the center of the room, with his toes just enough to touch the ground.

Looking around with difficulty, Jock found that this room was completely different from the previous one. There was nothing in the room except himself.

"Hey! Is anyone there?"

"Hey! Is anyone there?"

"What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Jock shouted, trying to attract the attention of the person who treated him so badly and tell him that he was awake.

But there was nothing but echoes.

"Hey~"

There was a deafening sound of electricity, and a person walked out from the mirror wall in front of Jiao Ke!

This man has a flaming hairstyle, but his hair is grass green. He is wearing a three-piece black suit with a bright red shirt underneath. A black tie with a white skull printed on it can be seen at the collar. There is a strange thing on the left side of his face.

black tattoo.

He is smoking a big cigar.

This is a handsome man who looks about forty years old and has a fierce momentum.

"Hello, Jock!"

The uncle took the cigar out of his mouth and introduced himself:
Chapter completed!
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