Hongjing City Bureau, Command Center.

Dense phone calls rang everywhere, and nearly 30 police officers sat in several rows, answering the latest news from all sides.

"Understood, is Datong Road in Meicun City right?"

"I'll give you a special line three."

"We're sorry, but this part of the information is kept confidential for the time being, and we will keep you informed of the latest developments."

They are like weavers sitting on a dense information network, summarizing, distilling, and condensing countless pieces of information into the most useful short reports, which are submitted upwards again.

The hall was full of people, and the police officers were shuttling around. So much so that when the head of the provincial department accompanied the arrival, no one paid too much attention to it.

Dressed in the simplest iron-gray overalls, with whitewashed cuffs and necklines, gray hair and the most ordinary gold-rimmed reading glasses, he looked no different from the old man who raised his children and grandchildren on the street.

The only difference is that the old man is dusty, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are wrinkled and tired, but despite this, you can still see the unique majesty of the superior in his gaze hidden behind reading glasses.

In fact, if there are no special accidents, the police officers present at the scene can only see leaders of this level on TV for the rest of their lives.

Behind the old man, he was accompanied by police experts, emergency department handling experts, professors from the medical department, and even Mr. Zhang's dream mentor, Academician Zhang.

In the entire hall, the first to discover the situation was Comrade Zhang Xiaolong, who was the second member of the company.

The policewoman stood up from her seat and saluted, and just as she was about to report to the boss, the old man had already waved to them, and only said "sit down, what should you do", and led the mighty team behind her across the entire hall to the door of the innermost command room.

A piece of floor-to-ceiling glass separates the hall from the conductor, like two worlds separating each other.

There is a stark contrast between the noise outside and the quietness inside, there is only one person in the huge room, the air is stagnant, he is not busy, but very quietly sitting in front of the TV and smoking, watching the news of the attack on Meicun City broadcast on the news.

The head of the provincial department wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door, but was stopped by the old man.

The group stared at the screen through the glass, as if watching a silent movie.

The tragic scene of the clothing market in Meicun City flashed on the TV screen.

At the time of the incident, it was the peak afternoon shipment period of the garment market, and the up and down escalators were crowded with porters carrying large bags and small bags. There are too many blind spots in the monitoring, and it is impossible to verify where the specific incident occurred, and some people rushed to the escalator entrance and rushed down like crazy. Immediately, the crowd pushed each other and fell down from the elevator, trampled and crushed, and the masses who did not know the truth frantically tried to escape, and then never escaped.

The camera pans over a trail of brown blood from top to bottom, with children's small sandals left on the edge of the railing.

There were no injured people in the picture, the scene had been emptied, and under the dusty incandescent light, there were only large swaths of messy colored clothing, like soulless shells, floating leisurely one by one.

When the news was over, the old man pushed the door in.

On the LCD screen, the television screen has shifted to the hospital, and the host is broadcasting the names of the dead, injured and missing, each name sounding heavy.

When he turned around and saw the old man, there was not much surprise or horror in his eyes, he frowned, his gaze was as deep as a pool.

"Minister Shen." He calmly saluted the old man and then lowered his hand, an attitude that shocked many people around him.

"Don't waste time, we've already seen the latest briefing on the way here, can we catch the culprit within 24 hours?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Minister sat down at the circular table in the command room with a huge team of experts, and said this to the Torture Servant.

"It's hard." The torturer only said two words.

"What do you mean?" The old man raised his eyes suddenly, his gaze sharp, "In the face of so many victims, you tell me that it is difficult?" No, let Lao Tzu get out of this position, Lao Tzu will be replaced by someone else! The old man slammed the table and scolded angrily.

Standing in front of the glass curtain wall full of dense strategies, the convict did not shrink from the old man's anger.

The news was interviewing witnesses at the time of the incident in the clothing market, and the middle-aged woman's head was covered with blood, and her voice sounded shocking: "I told them not to squeeze or not to squeeze, no one listened, they were all crazy." ”

The convict lifted the remote control and turned the volume down.

"This is not a simple assault." Torture Conglian said.

The old man was impatient and asked, "I don't need to listen to the difficulty, when can I get Shen Lian's confession?" ”

"Shen Lian's confession is probably not as simple as catching a criminal." In front of so many people, the criminal slave company still didn't give face to the big leader.

"Torture from the company!" Minister Shen didn't raise his voice, but real anger finally appeared in his eyes.

The chief secretary hurriedly glanced at the captain of the criminal police in front of the glass plate.

But the torturer did not accept it: "You are angry with me here, it doesn't make any sense. He paused, and said very clearly, "The criminals are just playing a time gap with us, the time lag between when we really study the drug and the social impact that the drug has caused so much myriad." ”

"The social impact is not bad enough?" Minister Shen said coldly.

"Compared to what the other party wants to achieve, now, it's just an appetizer."

Xing Conglian's voice had a metallic low texture, and he didn't deliberately make the sentence gloomy, but this sentence still made many people here shudder.

"What exactly are the demands of criminals? So far, no organization or individual has claimed responsibility for this matter? "Afraid that the old man will be punished, he will not be afraid of death to have a heart attack, and the head of the provincial department will come out to play a round.

"Appeal?" Xing Conglian's eyes were cold, he turned around and erased the large useless water-based pen handwriting on the glass plate behind him, and wrote down three words with a red pen.

The edges of the handwriting were blurred, and the old man narrowed his eyes.

The torturer stopped, turned to look down at the experts in the entire office, and said in an unprecedentedly cold tone, "Killing, what's the big deal about killing?" His purpose is to punish the heart. ”

Many experts with sufficient subject knowledge were excited, but they also reacted quickly.

"The blind arbiter is talking about the purposelessness of natural selection......," said Academician Zhang, looking at the glass plate, "and ...... Human Evolution...... Morality, and genes? ”

"Yes, genes."

He said: "More and more studies have proved that people with antisocial personalities, or some criminals, may be born with criminal genes, such as the warrior gene codenamed MAOA, which affects people's brain neurotransmitters, making people emotionally abnormal, irritable, and irritable, and difficult to control themselves; or a large number of mutant genes for 5-H2ta receptors, which can weaken the function of the frontal and frame cortex, and cause people to have emotional disorders and impulsive behaviors......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Genetic determinism is the most powerful argument to justify criminal behavior, how can you, a police officer, agree with this view!" said the grumpy medical expert.

"I don't endorse it, but of course, it's a view that criminals share. Therefore, we believe that the mastermind behind all events should convey two points of view on behalf of the criminal community: first, all human behaviors that are defined as crimes are influenced by the brain, and criminals are not responsible for their own actions. And that's why he developed and proliferated this dehumanizing drug. ”

It seems that in order to respond to these words that should have been explained by Lin Chen, but were replaced by Xing Conglian.

Emergency room footage appeared on TV.

Even though the volume of the TV has been reduced to the lowest, the inhumane roar still seems to be able to pass through the curtain and out of the screen.

"If the TERN isomer affects the human brain and causes people to commit crimes, can people not be held responsible for their crimes?" The prisoner asked questions, but did not give anyone time to answer, "The answer is yes, because we now judge all those under the influence of drugs as victims."

He asked, "In that case, if a criminal takes the tern isomer and commits another crime, will he be exempt from punishment?" After a pause, he said, "The answer is very likely, because we can't tell the ins and outs of the effects of drugs in all people." ”

"And if you think it's sinister intentions, then the criminals' hidden problems are truly deadly. In the event of mass panic, a third situation inevitably arises: are many people who are not affected by any drug responsible for the general aggression against others just to protect themselves? The convict pointed to the TV screen and asked the most deafening question: "If our answer is that we cannot judge and cannot convict, then he has to ask the world - why should criminals be held responsible for their crimes?" ”

The torturer was awe-inspiring, and his eyes showed a cold and cruel gaze.

Someone immediately retorted: "The premise is that there is a problem, the tern isomer causes a special situation, and under normal circumstances, people can control their behavior." ”

"They don't think they can't, they're born psychopaths."

"This is a sophistry, the law restricts human behavior and does not depend on personal will, whether you can control yourself has a relationship with whether the law can restrain you!"

"Why should the law bind me?" The criminal Conglian questioned.

"Natural Jurisprudence, Social Contract ......"

"Society is my business, I am an independent individual!"

"The essence of human beings lies in sociality!" The expert who quarreled with the convict shouted loudly.

At this time, the torture company suddenly stopped.

He retracted his previous aggressive momentum, he lowered his raised fingers, his gaze was distant, as if looking through a long history, and he asked very calmly: "If, then, social morality itself...... Is it wrong? ”

No one answered this question.

The room fell silent like night, like how Lin Chen felt when he asked him this question.

Xing Conglian knew that it was inappropriate for him to think of Lin Chen, but he should have it.

At that time, Lin Chen was sitting in the library, his eyes were calm, and he explained to him the terrifying thoughts after all these series of events.

Lin Chen asked him, since people always like to get to the bottom of the question and ask the end, what is the ultimate answer to the question of "why does a person become a criminal"?

Xing Conglian couldn't answer, he didn't even want to hear Lin Chen answer this question.

Because Lin Chen's thinking about this issue obviously ran through the long and dark three years after Huang Weiwei's death, this was a question raised by the mastermind behind the scenes and tortured his soul day and night.

What is Ethics?

How did morality-based law come about?

Why do people become criminals for violating the rules of the law?

"If this is just an ordinary criminal, he has already achieved his goal when he proves that we lack objective standards for the definition of criminal behavior itself." "But it is clear that the criminal we are facing this time is ambitious, he wants to be anti-social, but he is not rebelling against the social system, he is rebelling against the moral code that each of us depends on for survival." ”

Since the punishment began to be aggressive, Minister Shen has been silent, until this moment, the old man raised his head too much, and slowly spoke: "What if...... Social Ethics ...... Not trustworthy? ”

"Yes, since everything is the result of random selection, there is no morality, no justice, no goodness, and no moral standards that we have made up. Human nature is selfish, and we can do whatever it takes to survive, so what is in line with our nature cannot be miscalculated, let alone punished. ”

While the idea is terrifyingly grandiose, it is also ridiculous because of its grandeur.

When the expert who sat down to engage in strategy research heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "How can he prove that people are selfish by fanning the flames and poisoning them everywhere?" The middle-aged man pouted and pointed to the TV, "The more he does, the more and more people will stand up and prove him wrong." ”

The news has moved to the next stage, and instead of broadcasting the riots at the Meicun clothing market, it has begun to tell about the righteous and courageous incident that happened at the Meicun railway station.

A young trainee at the train station named Lu Xiaotian prevented the poisoning at the train station, but Lu Xiaotian suffered acute brain failure and was dying due to excessive drug intake.

The words used in the news are very moving, and in the corridor in front of the ward, the reporter almost applies all the words of honor and justice to this young man who is only 22 years old.

And there were many people in the command who looked at him with compassion, but the prisoner did not look back, and he interrupted this moment very coldly: "You are too stupid. He said.

The strategist slapped the table, his level was not much higher than that of the criminal Conglian, so he reprimanded angrily with confidence: "Is the criminal Conglian, what are you, you haven't told the reason until now, except for the nonsense, there is no serious topic, no wonder you can't catch the criminals and can't ask for a confession!" ”

With one hand in his pocket, he looked down at the strategist who questioned him not far away.

In fact, how can the murderer be unreasonable, it is clear that a little verbal aggression can tear apart the people who should be united, so when it comes to the interests of life and death, who can guarantee that the moral concept upheld by this society will not be shaken.

"I say you're stupid because, since you've read the briefing, you should know about the voting incident that happened on the dark network. So do you think that the murderer fanned the flames everywhere just to satisfy some cyber perverts who want to see violent and bloody incidents*? ”

"You!" The strategist was speechless when asked, and said, "Didn't you say that he wanted to prove that people are not responsible for their crimes, but this kind of proof has no practical significance, and the coercive force of the law is not up to him, and he has to accept his fate no matter how dissatisfied he is!" ”

"I said, it's just an appetizer." Prisoner Lian turned around and drew a map of the three provinces with his bare hands on a glass plate with a bright red water-based pen, "The appetizer proves that he has the ability to threaten the security of our society." After being widely broadcast in the news media, after all the masses have developed a sense of insecurity, he can move on to the second stage. ”

Xing Conglian threw away his pen, pointed to the map on the glass plate and asked, "Suppose this vote did not take place in the dark network, and assumed that everyone has the right to vote in the real society?" ”

It's like a storm or thunder.

This was the feeling of the criminal conglian after hearing Lin Chen's question, and now, in this simple command room, in front of the rolling TV news, everyone in front of him finally realized his mood at that time.

Shocked, then overwhelmed.

But Lin Chen's questions about him were not limited to this, Lin Chen asked him: "Xing Conglian, have you ever thought that the problem I faced back then was just a small experiment on human nature, and it had no great social significance. But what if today, he wants everyone to face the same human experiment? If every inhabitant of the three provinces had the right to choose the location of the next attack on a city-by-city basis, do you think that really can't shake the moral code on which our society rests? ”

Lin Chen's voice was very calm and slow, and he now relayed Lin Chen's words to the people at the highest level of this country in the same calm and slow voice.

However, as he was at a loss, the weather-beaten old man in front of him began to panic.

The torturers even thought, yes, each of them keeps saying that they believe in human nature, but in fact, there is a difficult place in their hearts - they don't believe that justice can defeat evil, they don't believe that good can defeat ugliness, and they don't believe that some people can win over others in the end......

Even, they don't believe in human nature at all.

"This is the balance game on the tightrope." Lin Chen said like that. 166 Reading Network