The search was carried out under Carmen's command, and was executed by four people, Carmen, Raymond, Rutt and Powell; Justice Roberts basically did not help, after all, they were arrogant and were indeed old, so they were unable to move.

About twenty minutes later, they searched all the places they could search, and everyone present sat in their original positions, very cooperative.

However, the result was nothing.

"What should I do if there is nowhere? Sir." Chief Rutte was the most nervous now because he was the one who proposed the idea of ​​"fake live broadcast", and the one who was just pointed out by Lance.

"I just wanted to say that there are many devices that cannot be found by us just looking for with our naked eyes..." Raymond poured a basin of cold water at this time, "for example, a probe installed at a very high place, with its own optical camouflage, embedded in the wall, disguised as a sonar device that is completely consistent with the wall, and ultra-micro communicators using nanotechnology, etc. If these things are not used, we may not be able to discover even if they are close."

Carmen naturally knew what he said.

Carmen also thought of hypotheses such as the movable "insect camera" and the "capable person's long-sighted observation".

From the very beginning, Carmen understood that even if he saw through the other party's surveillance, there was a high probability that he would not be able to find a way to surveillance.

But she still chose to search, with two purposes:

1. If the other party’s surveillance method can be found, then search it out easily.

2. During the search process, test the "people" present.

Judge Roberts's previous speculation and Carmen's speculation, the two seem to be opposite, but there is actually no contradiction. The information interaction between Lance and his accomplices is obviously two-way. He can pass the message, and his accomplices can also pass the message to him, so he is 100% sure that this "live broadcast" is fake, so he will explain the situation on the scene.

Carmen's search is not only a channel for "transmission" but also a channel for "transmission inward".

According to Carmen's reasoning, the way Lance received information should be "people", because he was already in prison and had nothing but a set of prison uniforms, and he could only receive information from other "people".

"It's a little strange..." After thinking for a while, Carmen pondered, "There's no sign at all..."

The "no" she said at this moment means that she did not search for any suspicious objects from the people present, nor did she observe any suspicious expressions and actions during the search for them.

"Is it the kind of situation where the person who brought him information himself didn't know he had brought the information himself?" Carmen said quietly in his heart, "Is it still an obvious answer like 'rely relying on supernatural powers to communicate'..."

A few seconds later, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and she came to Lance, who was fainting on the ground, knelt on one knee, held up the other person's head, and then put her face up.

"What are you doing? Morino." From the perspective of Judge Roberts, Carmen seemed to be leaning over to give Lance artificial respiration, so the old man was surprised and couldn't help but ask.

"His prosthetic eye...have you ever checked it?" When Carmen said this, he had already separated the eyelids of Lance's right eye with his fingers, revealing the bionic eyeball that was purely decorative.

"Online Eye?" Raymond was puzzled for a second, then suddenly realized, "You mean... his Online Eye is a surveillance device?"

"Isn't that provided by the hospital?" Director Powell continued at this time, "Is there his inner supporter in the hospital?"

"You don't need any internal adviser, it's just a public hospital to replace a surgical medical device. This kind of thing can be done by ordinary thieves." Carmen continued, "You might as well think about it this way, assuming that the 'self-harm right eye' was not his sudden idea, but had planned it long ago..."

"Yes!" Before Carmen finished speaking, Powell slapped his half-bald forehead and whispered, "He put us in the mindset of 'this thing was installed after being arrested', so we took it for granted that this erectile eye was just a conventional medical device, so we would ignore that when we searched him."

Just as he said this, Carmen had already poked out his two slender jade fingers... and roughly clamped Lance's prosthetic eye out of his eye socket.

This move also made Lance wake up from his drowsy pain.

"Actually, I'm just speculating, not sure there's something wrong with this eye, but..." Carmen said, standing up, and taking out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and wrapping the bloody eyeball in. "...it's right to take it to check it out."

Lance, who was lying on the ground, heard this when he woke up. He covered his eyes and smiled, "Hehe... it's you. I've only had a nap for a while and you guessed it."

"Is that?" Carmen said coldly, "That's good, but even if you confirm it yourself, we still have to analyze the functions of this device so that we can know what the specific form of your contact with the outside world is."

"It's up to you," said Lance. "Also, since you have discovered it, there is no need for me to put anything like this; this time you just sew the flesh on my eyes and tie it up and give me a blindfold."

"You have no right to issue orders here." At this moment, Judge Roberts showed his authority again and shouted loudly, "Come on, take him down, and throw him back to prison after he has treated the wounds."

Before he finished speaking, the two bailiffs stepped forward and raised Lance. As they walked out, blood in Lance's eyes continued to drip, dirtying the smooth floor of the court.

"I'm very disappointed with what happened today." Lance was still muttering, "We had reached a consensus and agreed to conduct a transaction, but you did not fulfill your obligations, but chose to deceive..."

His words were clear and loud.

Some people think that he is just making harsh words, but there are still people... who know that he is not just a person who talks.

"...This matter is not over." Lance turned his head before being dragged out of the court, looking at the people standing in front of the court with his bloody face, and finally locked his eyes on Rutt. "The planners of this scam will not take too long to pay."

When he finished this sentence, he was dragged out of the door and left everyone's sight.

"He really thinks his accomplices can kill me?" Rutt is not a fool either. He can understand what Lance means.

"He's just exaggerating." Director Powell continued, "Don't worry, Rutt, this is the capital of justice! They can't help but be presumptuous!"

"I don't know very well what is more presumptuous than the statue of the Goddess of Justice at the Hague court." After hearing this, Carmen said to them blankly. "My personal suggestion is to find a substitute for Chief Rutte and prepare for the substitute to die once, or simply let him enter the witness protection process and change his identity, but I think...just like when I came up with this idea of ​​"fake live broadcast", you probably think I was overreacting, so, do it the way your men think is the right way, and I still... wish you good luck."

…………

On the afternoon of May 11, after working overtime at the lab of the FCPs branch of the Netherlands County FCPs Branch, the analysis report of Lance's "prosthetic eye" was finally released.

This is a device with real-time communication functions and dual monitoring systems. The communication part is not complicated, it is just a basic function. The key point is to talk about the monitoring part: this prosthetic eye can not only transmit the pictures that Lance "sees" and "heards" sounds, but also has the ability to sonar imaging; this second system is not affected by any influence when Lance closes her eyes. It can detect the contours of all objects within a certain range around Lance. In this mode, it is not the picture, but something similar to the 3D model, and its scanning ability can even penetrate ordinary walls and columns.

To be honest, every technology used by this device has, but no one can combine these technologies so perfectly and miniaturize them into a small bionic eye; but for the "Doctor", it's just a piece of cake.

After analyzing the device, the FCPs branch laboratory in the Netherlands archived the data and uploaded it immediately. The technicians had less political ideas. They didn't care whether this thing was made by scientists in the organization or not. They just thought it would be a pity if they didn't mass-produce things for us.

Of course, this matter was not realized until the day the federal army was defeated and collapsed, because after their reports and data arrived in Crystal County, they were intercepted by a senior FCP executive, preparing to use it as political capital to seek credit at the next internal meeting. Naturally, he could not have thought that... he would have no idea in just a few months.

Back to the topic, after learning about the function of the "prosthetic eye", Chief Rutt had basically confirmed that his identity and appearance had been grasped by Lance's accomplices, but as Carmen expected, he did not realize the seriousness of this matter.

He still held the idea of ​​"I am the county branch of FCPs", "I am in the top judicial capital of public security", "I just need to strengthen the guards and vigilance around me, and it is impossible for a few rebels to take advantage of it", and did not implement the extreme strategy proposed by Carmen.

You can't say that he is lucky because he is a normal idea.

Most middle-level officials in the federal government, like Chief Rutte, lack sufficient awareness and awe of the abnormal existence of "reverse cross".

…………

May 11, 8 o'clock in the evening.

After completing the routine search, Raymond once again came to the cell room of Reims.

Every time they talk here, Raymond sat near the door, while Lance was handcuffed to the bed frame, and the two were always separated by about two meters; these were strictly required by the warden, and only in this way he agreed to the Chief Prosecutor and the "terrorist" communicate in a confined space.

"How are your eyes?" Raymond asked casually at the gauze on Lance's right eye.

In fact, he doesn't care so much about the other party, but when talking to the suspect, he often habitually uses some simple words and deeds to show goodwill; this does not require much cost, but it can win a lot of favor and trust.

"The medicine I just changed after supper, nothing happened." Lance said, "To put it, the nurse who changed my dressings was pretty, so lucky... The only regret is that she seemed very nervous and not talkative, so the process of changing the dressings was a bit awkward."

Raymond was used to this kind of conversation where he could answer three times by asking a question. He sighed and pushed the topic forward: "Listen, I hope you can understand. We are also doing business in fake live broadcasts..."

"No, no, don't talk to me in that humble and apologetic tone, Ray." Lance interrupted the other party and shook his head and said, "You are an idol of the judicial capital and a rock star in the legal circle. Think about the reasons for your entry, think about the changes in your experience and experience accumulated over the years... Why do you want to explain to me and ask for my understanding?"

"Maybe it's fear." Raymond said bluntly, "I'm afraid your accomplices will kill Chief Rutt, and they will kill the missing teenagers... As the one who brought you into the judicial process, I feel that I have to bear part of the responsibility for any additional death caused by this trial."

"So you are such a conscientious person?" Lance smiled, "but according to my understanding of you, your words and deeds are a bit inconsistent."

Raymond was silent. For the next minute, he didn't say a word, but his expression changed a lot.

A minute later, he responded solemnly: "Yes, I and many suspects... no, they are sinners... all have made transactions, but this is also a helpless move, because this is our system and the rules of the federal judicial game; as long as you have a way to hire a good team of lawyers and play tricks, you can get rid of the crime by drilling various legal loopholes, not to mention that the descendants of the powerful need only a few words from the top to let the police forge evidence for them...

“As a prosecutor, I have to make a choice…

"I can stick to the so-called justice and gamble like gambling; if I win, the sinners will be severely punished, and if I lose, they will walk out of the court with ease.

"I can also use the trading method to ensure that those people will go to prison and get them punished. This punishment may be lighter than they deserve, but it is better than taking risks and letting them get away with it, right?"

Lance smiled: "It seems that's the case." He paused maliciously for a half-second, and then continued, "More importantly... it's good for your personal conviction rate, right?"

Upon hearing this, Raymond continued without changing his expression: "You said that you are also a judicial student, so I might as well say a few words to you with the identity of a senior...

"When I was young, I was full of energy and passion; at that time, I also couldn't stand those judicial transactions. I thought they were despicable and dirty and corrupt.

"I entered this system just to change it. I want to fight. I am willing to fight at all costs, at least to have a clear conscience.

“But soon, I was awakened by the slap that 'reality' threw at me.

"Sometimes you have to compromise if you want to uphold justice. At least, the justice represented by the federal judiciary is like this; so I give in here, give in there, gradually master it, and master the gameplay...

"But when I came to my senses, the system I once wanted to change had changed me."

At this point, he paused with a complicated expression and said, "You can laugh at me, despise me, and insist on you against the organization's "high justice under extreme behavior", but just as you don't agree with me, I will not agree with yours...

"I won't say such fake words as 'let people regain confidence in the judiciary', and I just say... I want you to be a stepping stone to become a justice.

"On the day I enter the federal judicial system, I can really change something."

Slap

Lance applauded the other party, although he was insincere.

"Well said," Lance said, "After you say this, I understand... Your selfishness and your ideals are in the same direction, and your compromise is just a temporary concession on the road to change." After praising a few words, he changed his mind again, "However... can I really believe you? What do you think of other lawyers when you were a student? What do you think of prosecutors when you were a lawyer? Now you are the chief prosecutors... How do you guarantee that your thoughts will not change after you become a justice?

"How can a person who has compromised time and time ensure that he can regain his original intention after he is on the way? How can you now know what new shackles you will be subject to in the position of the Supreme Court?

"When you say these unfulfilled words with confidence, you will go step by step toward decay... What is the difference between you and those who are walking on your way? Can you prove it to me?"

Raymond did not retreat: "Can I prove it second? First of all, why should I prove it to you as a prisoner?"

"That's right... Then let's show it to yourself." Lance said this, tilted his head, smiled, and suddenly changed the subject, saying, "22040927, Green."

"What does it mean?" Raymond was a little confused about the sudden string of numbers and names.

"You go back and think about it slowly. Once you figure it out, you will be able to get the whereabouts of another hostage." Lance said.

Raymond had to believe this even if he didn't believe it, because a few days ago, after getting the cold-eating rabbit and herbal tea he ordered, Lance really gave Lei a hostage, and the local police rushed there and found a child who had been missing for half a year there.

Raymond quickly recorded the message, but he still did not leave, but continued to ask: "That Chief Rutt..."

Exploring the way Rance's accomplices assassinate Rutte is Raymond's main purpose today, and he will not give up easily.

"He..." Lance smiled, "He... must have been l,i,k,o."

"What does that mean?" Raymond asked, the question had been bothering him for many days.
Chapter completed!