Blackstone Code

"I am innocent!"

A capitalist sat in the interrogation room, looked at the interrogator in front of him, and explained that he was not involved in the assassination of Catherine.

He looked very flustered and a little uneasy. The case was huge, and everyone in the federation was paying attention to it.

Conservative candidates, Conservative committee chairs, these are all the masterminds, participants, and planners.

What's more important is that their target is not an ordinary little character, but the federal president who has been sworn in, and is Lynch's soul mate——

This is what the media said. There were many women in Lynch's life who participated in his growth.

But these physical partners together are not as good as Catherine. Catherine is his soul partner. People believe that the soul is more worthy of people's care than the body.

People are willing to believe this statement, it touches people's hearts like a beautiful fairy tale.

The story of two children from ordinary families at the bottom of society, supporting each other all the way, and finally standing at the top of their respective fields, is not only beautiful to the people at the bottom, but also inspiring to them.

Although every motivation may start from thinking about it and last until before going to bed at night.

But being able to maintain a good mood before going to bed is already the greatest satisfaction for many people at the bottom!

The assassination of a heroine in a real-life fairy tale involves a high-level struggle. It is almost impossible to get involved and leave safely at this time!

He could only tell his interrogators as much as possible that the incident had nothing to do with him and that he didn't even know what happened.

The detective in charge of the interrogation stood up with a smile, walked to the door and opened the door of the interrogation room.

Some screams suddenly came in from outside the door, which also made the face of Mr. Capitalist who was being interrogated become quite ugly.

"They also said they were innocent." The interrogator curled his lips, "But many of them admitted in the end that they had something to do with this matter."

Then he closed the door and sat back at the table. "There is no video recorder or tape recorder in this room. Only we know the conversation between us."

"If you, or I, want others to know what we said, then I must pick up the pen in my hand and write it on this piece of paper!"

He showed the stack of thin, but heavy-duty, special paper used to record notes.

"So don't tell me that you are innocent yet, because I know that you may indeed be innocent."

The interrogator's words stunned the capitalist Mr. under interrogation, and he even couldn't turn around. "Since you know that I may be innocent, why don't you let me go?"

The interrogator smiled and made a helpless gesture, "This case is very big and involves Ms. Catherine and Mr. Lynch. President Connor is also very angry."

"The Conservative candidate's confession has implicated many people. Whether these lists are real or fake, whether they are involved or not, it actually doesn't matter."

He took out a box of Golden Age from his pocket, took out one stick, and handed it over, "Our current work is actually just to bring this matter to an end, and to calm down Ms. Catherine and Mr. Lynch." anger."

He blew out a puff of cigarette and casually smoothed his hair with the hand holding the cigarette, "I say this to let you know that if you admit nothing, it will not change your current situation."

"do you know?"

"They are pushing Congress to amend laws and judicial evidence collection standards, etc. I don't know too much detail."

"But I heard that you may not need to admit that you did these things in the follow-up. You can also be determined based on the existing evidence or confession."

The capitalist on trial was shocked and angry, "Everyone knows that I am innocent. Just because an idiot said nonsense, I have to take responsibility for things I didn't do?"

"What happened to the Federation?"

"Is this what you call the new world?"

The interrogator looked at the excited capitalist Mr. under interrogation who wanted to stand up, and calmly raised his hand to ask him to sit down, "It's not me or us. Even if we enter the new world, my position and our position will not change. "

"This is what the above said. This case must be confirmed, and it will definitely be confirmed."

"You confess, or you don't confess, they will eventually convict you of a crime."

"But that doesn't mean you have no chance at all."

Mr. Capitalist, who was under interrogation, immediately understood. He became calmer and more rational, because this involved the issue of wealth, "How much do you want?"

The interrogator smiled and said, "I don't want much, I'm just a small person. Even if you really give me a large sum of money, do you think I dare to accept it?"

Now, except for some small-scale private banks, almost everyone’s money is deposited in wealth banks.

Including some overseas funds have entered Wealth Bank, and Wealth Bank is becoming the only super bank in the world at an extremely fast speed!

Because of its convenience, you can consume, transfer, and swipe with one card. It has changed the pattern of wealth circulation. Capital cannot refuse this!

In other words, Lynch can see the circulation process of every penny in everyone's account, as long as he is willing!

If he collects black money here, he will be able to get information there. For corrupt people in the new world, they have lost their hiding place.

He didn't dare to accept big money. Collecting small money would not only make no sense but also bear the same risks, so that's not what he wanted.

The interrogated capitalist looked at him, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said, "Tell me something that interests me."

The interrogator turned the pen used to write down criminal acts in his hand, "The best thing for you to do now is not to deny that you did these things, but to admit that you did these things."

The interrogated capitalist looked at him with wide eyes, as if asking him if he was crazy.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm saving you."

"You can intervene in this case as a peripheral member. You can say that you just know that they are going to do something terrible, but because you are a peripheral member, you don't know the details."

"Then you can take the initiative to mention some important people and say that they are deeply involved and know more details than you, and they are even one of the masterminds."

"Then I will help you plead with the judge. Maybe you will only be sentenced to... six to eighteen months and you will be able to come out."

"This is much better than if you don't want to say anything and then they appoint a mastermind for you, what do you think?"

A typical inducement to confess, but I have to say that there is a reason why such things as inducement to confess can exist.

It’s human nature to choose the best option for you among many bad choices.

The interrogated Mr. Capitalist fell silent. He was considering whether there was any value and meaning in doing so.

The interrogator continued to persuade, "You are just a small player. This case is too big. We don't need to do anything to nail a small player like you."

"You don't have much time left. I don't know how many confessions they need to collect. Maybe someone will knock on the door soon and walk in to tell me through some body language that we don't need you anymore."

The sense of urgency made the Mr. Capitalist under interrogation lose his composure. His hands were shaking a little. The cigarette fell from his fingers and fell on the table. He picked it up again and took two puffs.

Nicotine did not stabilize his slightly trembling hands, and even his lips trembled a little, "What do you... need me to say?"

A smile appeared on the face of the interrogator, "There are several big names, and we need more confessions to testify against them. I will tell you what you have experienced, and then keep this in mind."

"There will be prosecutors in court who will ask you questions. You'd better tell the truth as I taught you, otherwise they will find a way to make you disappear in prison."

"Listen, this is actually what happened..."

While the interrogators were writing the confession, they also told the interrogated capitalist's family members how to cooperate with them. This process was not too slow, because small roles did not need so many lines and scenes.

Soon they had finished the entire confession, and the interrogated Mr. Capitalist also memorized the contents.

"You sign these places and put the fingerprints of your thumbs and index fingers on it, and that's the end of it."

"Although you may need to serve a period of time, because of your cooperation, I will apply to the judge to allow you to be transferred to a private prison."

"That place is no different to you than at home."

After the interrogated capitalist signed his signature and took his fingerprints, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that something will happen?"

The interrogator smiled vaguely, "The new world has arrived, sir. Even those people can't resist. Do you think little people like you or me can do it?"

After he finished speaking, he threw the cigarette to him, "Someone will take you away later. Remember, don't mess around. You are just a nobody. Don't make fun of your life. It's meaningless."

After the interrogator left the interrogation room, he went to the superior's office. "We got another one, and he was willing to testify... These people masterminded the assassination. This is the transcript."

His superior nodded after looking at the transcript, which was in a very standard format, and threw it into a basket aside. "Please do your best. I will take credit from you, the Director General."

The interrogator smiled and said, "It's all for the Federation..."

All for the Federation!

What a lofty goal!

Of course, it is indeed for the good of the Federation. After all, the pressure for human survival in the New World is already great. If some energy is spent on internal fighting, it will be terrible for the continuation of the entire human civilization!

If you are unwilling to unite for the continuation of human civilization, then stop being human!