Chapter 172： Level 9 (one more) (1/2)

. The 198th session of the Mayor Pavilion’s trial was hurriedly opened, not for major social events, nor for new technologies, and a woman who evolved the crime of life and death.

This trial may seem indiscreet, but it is a rare and extremely controversial one. In view of Yin Yiliu's special identity and involvement with multiple teams and bases, her survival has become a thorny issue for a while.

In the past two years, as the prestige of the Z city base has deepened, it has faintly developed into two super bases on par with the central base. Under such circumstances, although Li Zhenjiang still holds a hand, it is still inevitable that other forces can penetrate.

Some people in the military and political circles who want to take the opportunity to deter Z City and the Mercenary Alliance seize Yin Yiliu to privately obtain upper-level identity information and break into prison | imprisonment to assassinate unconvicted scientific researchers, with a very strong attitude The upper level convicted him.

In the huge empty conference room, a long table divides the whole room into two halves, and each part is distinct. At this time, the conflict of atmosphere has reached its peak.

Li Jun's genius mind and crazy and unscrupulous experiments are, for some people, a sharp sword that can reap the grease of the Age of Doom in this chaotic and dark wasteland era.

But now that this sword was broken by Yin Yiliu himself, it was tantamount to breaking some people's hands and eyes.

Among them are some of the veteran families that are still rooted at the top in the wasteland era. Compared with the emerging evolvers who climbed to the top by virtue of their evolutionary ability, they are more stubborn and speechless.

The opening day of the Changting Trial was after the first large-scale animal tide. For the rescue and distribution of small bases, the top officials of the central ministries sat together for the first time, discussing solutions and wasteland for the common survival of mankind. The future of the times.

After that, whenever a major event requires a joint diagnosis, it is the day of the trial.

Each high-level person has the right to have one vote, which can be vetoed or agreed, and the final number of votes is determined.

Day after day the light and dark change, and the people sitting at the table participating in the Changting trial have also changed one after another. Except for the decision concerning human survival, the rest of the time is entangled alternately with interests and open struggles.

”No matter what Li Jun has done, what a heinous person he is, she has no right to be judged by a small female doll, let alone her acting with personal emotions. Now she is in prison/ The restricted area is murder. If Jin Yang is released in the future, wouldn't it be even worse. I want to say that Yin Yiliu must be judged.”

The old man in the red and black robe slightly closed his eyelids, snorted and tapped his finger bones on the table rhythmically, casting a vote against him.

In addition to Bai Lao and his old friends, and some fairly pertinent politicians who believe that Yin Yiliu is not guilty, a large part of them still voted for the trial for various reasons, and the number has faintly suppressed the number of innocence.

Mr. Bai felt a little miserable in his heart. He has contributed to the country and scientific research all his life, and he has been conscientious in giving good destiny throughout his life. The apprentices he brought out were also great abilities in the scientific research community. He thought that he would come to the Central Base and be able to fight for the last A little bit of residual heat, but I didn't expect to give in with sighs again and again.

The water in the central base was deeper than he thought.

Bai Lao's body was a little rickety, as if he was much older, he coughed a little tiredly, and said helplessly: ”If the Indian girl is tried this time, then I don't need my scientific research clothes. I have been working all my life. tired.”

As soon as he said this, the people who were already hesitant even stopped. Bai Lao meant it very clearly that he was using the little face he had accumulated with them for so many years to plead for Yin Yiliu.

A few old guys who have been rooted for a long time didn't deal with Old Bai. They snorted coldly, ”Are you threatening everyone?”

Old Bai just grabbed his eyes and didn't speak, and didn't pay attention to the old guys.

The old man in the lead frowned and sighed. There is no law in the Wasteland era. Even if there is, it is only useful for ordinary people at the bottom who can only survive on the base. In many cases, the law is not just, but it is too mixed. Many things.

This is something that cannot be avoided in a chaotic and turbulent era. He can only try to maintain the calmness on the water surface, but cannot suppress the boiling under the water surface.

At this moment when the atmosphere was stalemate, someone knocked on the door from outside. It stands to reason that interruptions are not allowed during Changting’s trial, and the garrison guarding outside the door can knock on the door, indicating that it must happen. A very important thing.

After three knocks, there was no movement inside the door, which represented the leader’s acquiescence. Outside the door, a young soldier in a garrison combat uniform carried the gun behind him, and walked quickly to the old man in the main seat, his face covered. Seriously approaching the leader's ear, I don't know what was whispering, the headed old man's complexion became more and more solemn, and finally there was a touch of joy on his face.

The people sitting next to each other keenly caught the changes of the old man, and suddenly guessed what happened.

After the door of the meeting room was closed again, the old man straightened his body and put his arms on the table, a little serious: ”Maybe it has nothing to do with this trial, but I think there must be some additional considerations. factor.”

”Just now, Li Zhenjiang from the Z city base sent a message saying that the eighth-level evolutionary man had successfully stabilized, and the damaged gene chain was reorganized, and the fusion base material was digested autonomously.”