In the academy, Auroro moved the TV to the hall, and the senior and senior students immediately rushed in, huddled on the sand and waited for the live broadcast.

"Professor, come on." After Katie took a position in the middle of the sand, she suddenly saw that the old man was not there, and she hurriedly waved into the distance.

The professor heard this, smiled and waved at the girl but did not step forward. In the past, he always liked to be with children, which made him feel that his aging body was also infected by their vitality, but today, for some reason, he suddenly resisted being overly close to young people, and he began to feel that those young and lively children were a great irony of his old age.

He gently moved his wheelchair, glanced down the hallway again, and finally sighed, and slowly walked behind the students, putting a little distance between them.

"Oh my God, Mr. Eric has been captured by humans!" A little boy with a blue tongue screams, and a close-up of Eric being tied up like a silkworm baby appears on TV. The photographer who shot this scene was very clever, and he showed Eric's poignant appearance of being restrained and coerced. The attendees of the relevant departments of the prefecture, on one side are the lone mutant representatives, although Ms. Mora is behind him, but the camera completely ignores her, so there is a strong contrast on the screen, as if Eric singled out a group of high-ranking princesses. Clerk-like. The effect of the lens language was too strong, and although the students were a little panicked knowing that Eric was unlikely to be in danger, Auroro also clasped his hands to his lips and used them to press back the exclamations that came to his lips.

Fortunately, there was a quick turnaround, and the chairman of the hearing committee intervened.

In the hearing hall, Senator Bill, the chairman of the hearing, watched the reporters happily slap Eric's innocent appearance with a headache, and asked the people next to him angrily: "Who came up with the idea, why is it so exaggerated?" ”

His companion heard His Excellency's anger, and hurriedly beckoned his assistant to come over.

"It's not like we're not unprepared, how can we do this in front of so many reporters, are you going to tell the people that they chose a bunch of cowards?" His Excellency lowered his voice and said angrily. "Hurry up and untie him for me!"

"Untie them all?" The assistant had a bitter face, a little hesitant.

"All!" The chair raised his voice. "Since you want to make amends, let him go completely. Just go! He waved impatiently and drove his assistant down.

The assistant hurried down and found the security personnel, who reluctantly walked towards Eric.

Instead of giving them a chance, Eric turned the metal from his body into a sharp saw, quietly cutting through the sturdy straitjacket and the ropes that held him in place. As soon as the guard's attitude changed, he noticed it, and suddenly broke free from all restraints and banned himself from the layers. liberated.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, I am finally free." Eric broke out of his cocoon, stood up to the crowd's exclamations, and nodded his head to the hearing chair in thanks. "These little things don't bother you. I hope that my identity will be clarified before this hearing is officially held. I'm a representative of the mutant race, not a criminal awaiting trial, or the brains of a country in exile, I'm not here to ask you for material assistance, I just need to get one thing back for my people, and that's late justice. ”

Eric stood proudly in the hall, looking at the big names steadfastly, his voice echoing in the hall, the stunned and panicked guards behind him became the perfect backdrop for him, bursts of white light flashed, and the reporters recorded the scene.

"He's saying it so well, we just want to be fair." In front of the TV, John clenched his fists and said.

His interjection was immediately reprimanded by his classmates.

"Shut up and don't speak." Teachers and students watched nervously.

Eric's words caused displeasure on the other side, and the Justice Department officials who were asked to come to testify were involved in the case.

"Mutants want justice, who will give justice to the law." The official loudly accused: "I ask everyone here to pay attention to the fact that not only do I have a criminal record of mutants over the years, but also the representative of the mutants who demands justice in front of me has also openly attacked the police and disrupted the order not long ago. ”

"He's right." Eric followed up on the other man's words. "Not only have I done it before, but if there is something like this next time, I will still confiscate threatening weapons for my own safety."

His words immediately caused an uproar, not only the teachers and students of the academy and the general audience were shocked, but the reporters even forgot the rules, and rushed to put the microphone in front of him, eager to put it in his mouth, until His Excellency the chairman repeatedly warned him to return to his original position.

"I ask you to pay attention." Eric waited for the cacophony in the hall to calm down a little and continued. "I'm not here to ask for alms, I'm here to show kindness. This unilateral goodwill has endured for far too long, and my compatriots have tried to make you aware of it for decades, but have never received a response. You must understand that the mutants have been trying to restrain their internal anger with great effort, and my friends have sacrificed too much when the one on the other side triumphantly criticizes us with his laws. ”

"What evidence do you have?" The Justice Department official shouted.

Eric snapped: "The fact that you're standing here intact right now is proof of that." Why not open the classified archives and show the original records of the mutants to the public? He pointed to the excited reporter: "The public themselves will make the right judgment to see if what I say is true." ”

The security department and the military couldn't sit still, and quickly got up to persuade the official. As soon as their bodies moved, a person was immediately revealed, and the children in the academy exclaimed.

"Stryker, that's Stryker." They saw a man with a gray head and a blessed body sitting quietly on the military seat.

"He looks older than he did last time." Alicent commented that Lorna and Katie covered her mouth together.

Eric was still talking on TV.

"We are willing to obey the law, provided that the law protects us as it protects every ordinary person. If you continue to choose indifference, then my kindness today will become an ultimatum. We are not afraid of war when there is no way out, and if you have to use violence and malice to repay our sincerity, then on Capitol Hill, in Washington, anywhere in this country could become a battlefield. Maybe we will lose, but the mutants will not perish, and the war will continue until humanity is completely destroyed. ”

Eric's voice was heard all over the television, neither high nor low, but every word he uttered was shocking.

People might have thought it would have been ridiculous if he was tied to a chair at the moment, but when he broke through the layers of restraint and stood up, many people remembered the moment he flew in the sky, and the huge metal throne with sharp thorns and whirling and whirling.

"How dare he say that?" Auroro was about to break the bone in his hand, and the professor rushed to the front, watching Eric not know what he was thinking.

Not all the young people were as worried as the teacher, and John and Alicent looked at the screen with their eyes sparkling.

"The boss spoke my mind, and he was so cool." John was full of admiration, and Alison felt the same way.

As soon as they interrupted, they had already missed some of the scenes, and His Excellency the President began to play a round to bring the hearing back to the point.

Ms. Mora cooperatively stood up and showed the participants and reporters copies of the evidence of the persecution of mutants, the pictures and transcripts of the autopsy biopsies, which made the faces of most of the people present look ugly, they no longer doubt whether the persecution was real, and they understood the anger of the mutants.

His Excellency the Chairman picked up the evidence and looked at it for a moment, then put it down.

"General Stryker." He called Stryker's rank. "Please tell me, are these graphic reports related to you true?"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Stryker, who saw his pale face standing up with his back bent and slowly nodding.

The scene was immediately in an uproar, the people around Stryker looked at each other a few times, quietly distanced themselves from him, and the media swept the evidence into the camera at the right time, switching back and forth on the screen one by one.

Now that all viewers know what's going on, looking at those bloody photos, even the most daring people feel creepy, horror can't be too scary when it exists in a movie, but when it crosses the screen to reality, and smiles at you unabashedly, it's hard for even the most psychologically endured people to accept.

Those present and absent alike cursed, and now they had forgotten about the mutant lawlessness and were looking at the reports from hell.

His Excellency frowned, tucked the photo back into the folder, he was silent for a while, then knocked on the table, calmed everyone down, and said:

"The United States has never shied away from a challenge, nor has it been afraid of war, and I hope that threats will not recur. With regard to the persecution of mutants, based on the evidence received at the hearing and the recognition of the relevant parties, this hearing acknowledges that the persecution does exist. ”

The chairman paused, looked at Stryker and added, "We are not a court, and we cannot announce what punishment will be imposed on General Stryker's actions, but we confirm this and will submit a report to Congress, and it will be up to the court to decide how to hear it." ”

"As for the mutants......," the chairman muttered, and before he could organize his words, one person interrupted his thoughts.

"Please wait a minute." A dwarf of one meter and three meters tall broke into the center of the room from the invitees' seats, he was a low but thick mustache, wore a pair of thick glasses, and looked like a scholar.

It was Trask, and he finally couldn't help but jump out.

"Mr. President, please hear my opinion before you make a judgment about mutants, I'm Bolívar Trasco, an expert on mutants, and I have a lot to say to you." He turned around, pointed at Eric, and said loudly. "Mutants are by no means innocent victims as they say they are."

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