How did the situation evolve into what it is today?
A perfectly good accountability meeting, how did it become a scramble for people?
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The investigator from the Legal Affairs Department had a gloomy expression on his face. In a gathering filled with top brass like this, it wasn't his place to push any further.
Yet, to fall silent thus did not sit well with him.
Legal statutes must govern above the entire city, only then can it develop sustainably and healthily.
Right is right, wrong is wrong.
If you are correct, you should be rewarded; if you err, you must be penalized.
Right and wrong are not interchangeable.
If those in power are allowed wanton behavior, even the greatest city will one day crumble and fall apart.
His fists clenched tightly; suddenly, a gentle male voice came from behind, "Believe in what you stand for, don't give up." Find your next read at Freewebnovel
The man donned in a green semitransparent trench coat silently appeared behind the investigator. Looking at Helen, he gave a slight smile, resembling a harmless and gentle breeze, "Helen, when a child turns 16 and leaves home to work, the parents can no longer bear any responsibilities or obligations on their behalf. Once this soldier stepped out of the cultivation pod and joined the world of his own volition, everything he does should be his own responsibility. Artificial humans with normal genes are not slaves, and the Scientific Research Institute does not have absolute dominion over them. This is explicitly stated in the charter related to the artificial human project. When you discuss him as a commodity, you've already deemed him a defective product of the project... So, tell me, Helen, do you think this soldier is a defective product of the artificial human project?"
"..." Helen narrowed her eyes, staring at the other party.
The man was all smiles, his eyes squinting into a slender slit; even his words were whispered softly, appearing totally harmless.
But even those who had not seen the head of the Legal Affairs Department had heard of his cunning and ruthlessness.
The people of the Legal Affairs Department were like cold poison snakes coiled around everyone's necks, greedily flickering their icy tongues at every fresh and tender throat.
When dealing with any other armed department, the Scientific Research Institute could seize control and behave unreasonably if desired.
However, for the Legal Affairs Department, an institution that governs the city purely with reason and philosophy, they had no fear of being thwarted by the Scientific Research Department.
If they cannot truly "defeat" the opposition on moral grounds, even the Elder Council must take the department's demands seriously.
Helen was a tech person, not very good at, or interested in engaging in, this kind of sophistry.
At this moment, she remained silent, merely staring intently at the other party.
The man didn't care and just looked tenderly at Bai E, his words gentle, making one feel like basking in the spring breeze, "Bai E? Here, I would like to first apologize on behalf of my subordinate for the rudeness shown to you earlier. He should not have overlooked the motives behind your disciplinary violation, perhaps you truly had no choice but to act as you did. Now, may we hear your side of the story?"
Standing not far from Bai E, Helen immediately instructed Bai E after the man finished speaking, "It's okay, speak freely. I'm here, and no one can do anything to you."
Even if the issue escalated to the Elder Council, no one could touch Bai E.
What she said, no one could counter.
Bai E still did not utter a word, merely glanced at the technical staff in the distance.
Having returned for so long, the military camp's investigative officials should have already uncovered the whole "truth" behind her departure and reported back by now.
The same matter, coming from one's own mouth, always feels different than when others speak on one's behalf.
Bai E did not wish to blow her own trumpet; perhaps the investigation reports from the military zone specialists recounting the same story might be somewhat more convincing.
'What's taking so long? Can't you hurry it up?'
Seeming to sense Bai E's anticipation, a technical staff member suddenly leaned back, carefully confirming the content on his screen before hurrying over to Weslin, whispering something into his ear.
"What?" Weslin's eyes flashed, joy evident on his face.
After patting the shoulder of the reporting technician, Weslin gestured for him to proceed with the task, and then, clapping his hands to draw everyone's attention, he spoke in a deliberate and solemn voice, "The account of the involved party may not be reliable. I have here an investigative report from the commissioners, which should be more accurate."
The Minister of the Legal Affairs Department, his seemingly gentle and delicate eyes, gave one last look at the silent Bai E, then turned to Weslin with a smile, "Since the Marshal has already obtained a frontline investigative report, we naturally need not waste time on the party involved."
Weslin nodded, gestured towards the technical personnel on the sideline and instructed, "Begin."
"Yes."
The white screen came to life with video.
The investigating official, still stationed in the town and dressed in military uniform, held all the collected data, standing upright as he eloquently addressed the camera.
"The path of the rogue Mecha is clear and traceable, with a definite target and no pauses in its course."
"The forces involved in combat are distinct, all combat traces are followable, consistent with the accounts of eyewitnesses."
"There is a high number of survivors, who all describe the events consistently when sampled separately, largely excluding the possibility of collusion in advance."