Really smart people on the Source Star all know that it is almost impossible to secretly kill someone under the watchful eye of "Net" without being noticed.
If a citizen is killed for improper reasons and means, the direct perpetrator must die.
Wang Jinshou claimed to be a smart man, but he made hasty decisions out of anger.
If his father Wang Dingyuan knew about this, he would definitely stop him as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Wang Dingyuan doesn't know.
The development of the situation went in the direction Ren Zhong hoped for.
Wang Jinshou was not afraid.
In his eyes, although the law is strict, there is still room for maneuver.
If the citizens do not take action directly, but hire a murderer to act, and the desperado's hands and feet are clean enough, and the silence after the crime is done beautifully, it may not be exposed.
In addition, not every citizen deserves the attention of the "net".
It is even less likely that the death of just anyone will lead to high-level officials asking the "net" for help in investigating the case.
At least someone like Ren Zhong, who had just risen to prominence, had not yet established a family, had never even been to a big city, and had no chance to get in touch with the top citizens, could not have that special treatment.
In addition, even if the scandal comes to light, he, Wang Jinshou, is still the heir to Tianyuan Military Industry and a future seventh-level citizen.
He also has his social role.
Living people are always more valuable than dead people.
Revenge is the most worthless behavior.
Only by always making the choice that maximizes interests is in line with the "net" style.
The association naturally knows how to make trade-offs.
If Wang Jinshou's past actions were strictly judged according to the laws of the Origin Star, he would probably be sentenced to the seventh-level death penalty more than ten times.
But he is still living well now because he has his own way of avoiding the tracking of the "net" and the judgment of the system as much as possible.
Even if he was really found out, he wasn't too worried.
Did he say anything to his subordinates?
Nothing was said.
He would express his deep condolences for this tragedy.
All of this was just a blind subordinate who misunderstood his intentions and did something illegal and indiscipline.
This trial is also a matter for subordinates. What does it have to do with me, Wang Jinshou?
As for why his subordinates knew that he was the one who took the biggest risk, but he didn't dare to resist, and took risks based on his speculations?
The reason is simple: subordinates themselves are slaves.
Under the skin of his neck, a patch bomb was legally implanted that would explode as soon as Wang Jinshou thought about it.
That's all.
In terms of playing Yin, the task is actually not as heavy as that of Wang Jinshou.
The heavy responsibilities often feel hampered by the existence of the "net", but Wang Jinshou is at ease.
The difference between the two people is that they have a bottom line and their thinking is always focused on finding loopholes from the technical level rather than making breakthroughs from the human level.
Wang Jin, who has been committing crimes all year round and always gets away with it, has a different code. He uses the control of people as an entry point to explore a whole set of techniques for exploiting the "people-oriented" legal loopholes in Yuanxing.
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At about 6:30 in the morning, Renzhong's private airship parked in the central square of Nangao Town.
It can be seen from the housing construction situation that the economic situation of Nangao Town is much better than that of Xinghuo Town in the past.
At this time, the central square was sparsely populated, and most of the deserters had gone outside the high wall.
When Ren Zhong and others arrived on a motorboat, more than 40,000 people were gathered on a large flat land, forming two distinct groups, and the atmosphere was tense.
As for the mayor, he stood on the high wall with dozens of well-equipped guards.
Ren restarted his anti-gravity suit and landed next to the mayor, "Mayor, what is going on?"
The mayor, who had a pleasant chat with Ren Zhong at the banquet yesterday, smiled and said: "The choice of the sacrifice was decided by drawing lots. When we drew lots earlier, we accidentally caught two influential deserters. More
Unfortunately, these two people happened to belong to the same faction. People from their faction thought that there was something fishy in the lottery algorithm, and now they asked for a new draw. The other faction didn't agree, and a quarrel broke out."
Ren Zhong looked at the mayor's calm look and asked doubtfully: "Mayor, aren't you afraid of a real fight between the two sides?"
"Why should I be afraid? It's just that some deserters died." The mayor shook his head, "Also, Mr. Ren, do you know why Nangao Town was stronger than Xinghuo Town in the past?"
"Why?"
"Mr. Ren, look at the crowd on both sides, are there any elderly people?"
Ren Zhong frowned and took a look, only to realize that there was not an old man with gray hair on either side of the confrontation.
"In this year's census, our Nangao town actually has plenty of places, but I still kicked out the elderly people over 40 years old from the town in advance, leaving only young adults. I do this every year, and keep eliminating
Only by leaving unnecessary people behind and leaving useful ones can Nangao Town always maintain its vitality. Unfortunately, the two people drawn by lot are the last two desolate people over forty years old in Nangao Town.
The two of them are forty-five years old, and they consume twelve high-end anti-aging potions every year, which is a waste of resources. They rely on their high moral standing among the desolate people in the town, and they often do not take my rules seriously. In addition, in recent years, these two
The existence of people has caused great obstacles to my plan to eradicate the old people. Others always judge things based on the two of them. So I will give them a small lesson."
Ren Zhong fell silent.
What he actually wanted to say was that Xinghuo Town's previous downfall had nothing to do with its old age. It was simply due to Yang Bingzhong being stabbed in the back too hard.
The mayor here continued to say proudly: "According to the rules, I can directly appoint the candidates for sacrifice. But I gave them a seemingly fair draw just for today. In fact, I know, I
This little trick can't kill those two old men. Of course, this is not my purpose. They will eventually come up with a compromise method and find two scapegoats from the people below. But after such a toss-up
, the prestige of these two old men will be gone, and they must die next year. If the two sides fight again, the conflict will deepen a little, and it will naturally be easier for me to control them in the future."
Ren nodded and said in approval: "What a good plan. But I have a different opinion."
"Mr. Ren, what do you think?"
"I'm going to hunt vibranium tigers later. Actually, there's no need to make this sacrifice today."
"Mr. Ren, don't worry! Didn't I tell you yesterday that the Vibranium Tiger will be weak for an hour after eating? This is the experience that previous hunters gained with their lives."
Ren Zhong: "No need."
"Mr. Ren..."
Before the mayor finished speaking, Ren Zhong flew down.
The mayor was a little panicked at first, but after seeing that he just blended into the crowd without saying anything, he felt at ease again.
The noisy crowd did not notice him at this time.
In the center of the crowd, two old men looked bitter.
Among them, the silver-haired old man grabbed a young man next to him and said, "Okay, okay. We have all lived foolishly for forty-five years, and it's time for us to die. That's it, stop making trouble."
As the old man spoke, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the city wall.
He is not stupid, how could he not know that this is a little trick played by the mayor.
But at this juncture, there was no point in him speaking out about it.
Another old man with a wrinkled face next to him also said: "Calm down, we really have no objection. Really... Anyway, if you die sooner or later, you will die sooner or later."
The sturdy young man wearing level 4 exoskeleton armor shook his head and said, "Uncle Zhou and Uncle Peng, it's not that I'm being unreasonable, this is too unreasonable. How could it be possible for more than 40,000 people to just draw the two of you? I'm sure
It was this group of people who took advantage of the opportunity to kill you two! If you two hadn't generously shared your knowledge, would they have been able to form this hunting group? I'm not convinced!"
As the young man spoke, he made a gesture to stand forward.
Everyone on the opposite side suddenly became nervous.
At this time, a middle-aged man stood on the opposite side and said through gritted teeth: "We really didn't cheat!"
Young man: "Oh, I believe you! Then why don't you let me draw you again?"
"What should I do if I get drawn? What should I do if I get drawn? Who will be convinced if I get drawn again? Does it make sense?"
Young man: "Then I have nothing to do with it! Come on, let's draw a line. I'll kill you first and treat it as a sacrifice in advance!"
Seeing that the young man had actually drawn his sword, the middle-aged man quickly said: "Don't get excited! Let me make a suggestion. You nominate two more people from among you to sacrifice for the two uncles. We have no objection."
Is this okay? In fact, we originally thought it was unreasonable to draw lots, so why not just assign the most useless people to go?"
The silver-haired old man and the pleated old man looked at each other, with even more bitterness on their faces.
The young man immediately borrowed the donkey from the slope and nodded decisively, "That's a good idea. You, and you. You two get in the car!"
The young man turned around and pointed first at a man with one eye and two rusty, worn-out mechanical legs, and then at another silly woman.
These two people, one is severely disabled and the other is born with dementia, are indeed the most useless.
Countless pairs of eyes fell on these two people.
The demented woman didn't know what was going on, but she laughed happily, as if she was very happy to be watched.
But the one-eyed lame man screamed, "Why is it me! What did I do wrong? I'm not over forty and I didn't get the lottery, so why is it me? Who said I'm useless? Everyone here said
How many people dare to say that they have never watched a movie in my store before? Just because my projector is broken and I haven’t had time to repair it, you can’t say that I am useless! I don’t accept it! Mayor, you have to make the decision for me!”
The lame man turned his head towards the city wall and shouted loudly.
The mayor's voice rang through the loudspeaker, "I'll give you one more chance to choose. Vote. If you agree that these two people will serve as scapegoats for these two 'respected' old gentlemen, raise your right hand."
The mayor's voice fell.
The next second, under the complex eyes of more than 40,000 pairs of eyes, more than 40,000 right hands were slowly raised in silence.
The mayor said again: "The two victims don't raise their hands? Then you are against it?"
The two old men looked at each other and finally slowly raised their right hands.
The air seems to be stagnant at this moment.pae]
The wonder of human nature is vividly displayed in an instant.
At this moment, Ren Zhong soared into the sky, and the power of the Chifeng Armor was turned up to 150,000 kilowatts, but it was only used to stimulate the equipment on his back to glow.
He said slowly: "There is no need to vote, and there is no need to sacrifice today. I am the chairman of the Ren Group in Xinghuo Town, and my name is Ren Zhong. Remember me. I have signed an agreement with your town mayor and the resource recycling company.
.Now I will kill the vibranium tiger."
The mayor's face suddenly turned pale.
In just this moment, he understood Ren Zhong's true intention.
The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind!
We've lured the wolf into the house!
His lips trembled and he wanted to speak, but he finally closed his mouth.
