Crime cannot be eradicated.
The current law cannot effectively protect the victim before the offender commits the crime and harms it. It can only punish the offender to compensate the victim for the harm suffered after the crime has occurred, whether it is completed or attempted, or the crime is suspended.
Because boiled down to its essence, law is a code of conduct that is normative, general, universal, rigorously formulated and recognized by the state, and implemented by the state's coercive force.
The law clearly informs people in the form of legal provisions, what can be done, what cannot be done, which actions are legal and which actions are illegal, what are your legitimate rights and interests, and those who violate the law will be punished What kind of sanctions, and through the enforcement of the law to correct lawbreakers who deviate from the legal track and maintain social order.
The young researcher thinks that this is wrong, or in other words, just this is far from satisfying him.
Not everyone can rationally consider the consequences afterwards and curb the dark, ugly side and criminal desires in their hearts. People who commit impulsive crimes often have a blank mind when committing crimes, and things often become irreversible after the crime is committed. .
The victim has been illegally violated, and the harm and loss has become an established fact. No matter how much we compensate the victim afterwards and punish the offender for his criminal behavior, there is no way to return the crime to the time before it happened and make up for the trauma in the victim's heart.
I want to change this kind of world. The young researcher looked at the newspaper in his hand, which published the news that a serial murderer was finally sentenced to death in accordance with the law. His heart could not calm down for a long time: seven lives, seven families broken up, if the crime could be prevented before the crime happened If we curb crime beforehand, neither the perpetrator nor the victim will end up like today.
The young researcher has seen enough tragedies like this in his life of more than 20 years. Pedophiles have caused indelible harm and shadow to children, and people who seek revenge on society have set fires, resulting in the death of more than 30 people. people were injured, resulting in a total of more than 70 casualties.
Because you are a girl, do you have to live in dangers everywhere from childhood to adulthood?
Because life is not going well, is it okay to vent your anger and kill someone?
If there was a way to fundamentally control criminal impulses and behaviors, would the world be a better place?
At some point, this idea had been deeply imprinted in his heart, and in order to realize this idea, he put all his enthusiasm and energy into learning, hoping to make the world a little more friendly. In order to prevent victims from appearing again, in order to prevent justice and fairness from being late
Oh? Is this what you want?
That voice suddenly sounded in the young researcher's ears at a certain period of time, providing him with an opportunity to change the world.
The memory of making the first brain-computer chip is still there, the memory of being assassinated by natural fundamentalists is still there, the memory of the experimental results being burned due to terrorist attacks is still there, the memory of being hunted by all forces and running around in embarrassment is still there. The memory of having to hide in the dark with like-minded companions is still there.
The development of brain-computer chips has indeed brought a glimmer of hope for the eradication of crime, but many partners did not wait for dawn and fell into the darkness before dawn.
Those scattered memories pieced together a bizarre landscape, not only reappearing all the things he had done in the past in front of his eyes in the form of a revolving lantern, but also allowing him to relive the faces that were difficult to see again.
Report: Doctor? Doctor, you have a lot to deal with and can't rest just yet.
It wasn't until Sibylla's cold, emotionless voice sounded in his ears that Dr. Hyde woke up as if from a dream. He opened his eyes with difficulty and sat up from the sofa, squinting his eyes and rubbing his bulging forehead vigorously.
Dreaming?
Yell. Keep calling. Hahahahahaha. Didn’t you scream happily just now?
The spider machine's detector had already keenly noticed someone breaking into this spacious mezzanine area, but after he discovered that the other person was a natural person who had not undergone mechanized transformation, he stopped paying attention and continued to stir the mechanical feet that penetrated into the barrel machine.
, producing an electronic synthesis sound that is unbridled but without any emotional ups and downs.
The crushed white things in the barrel machine splashed out with the violent stirring of the mechanical feet. He didn't care at all that there were witnesses behind him who saw his violent behavior and ran away to call the police, nor did he worry at all that he had just run in behind him. What kind of waves can a weak natural man make? An unmodified natural man cannot fight against a mechanized creature. Even if he wants to outrun his mechanical spider body, he still has an inherent advantage in chasing in this alley with complex terrain.
After you get tired of playing with this guy, it's not a bad idea to play a game of cat and mouse.
The contents of the container have long been mixed with the nutrient solution, electrodes, and torn wires under the agitation of the slender mechanical legs, turning into a puddle of white slurry. The rough ravage and destruction have long made this living thing The brain in the nutrient solution died, but the spider machine still did not stop its destruction. The constant torture made him more excited and more violent.
He skillfully manipulated four slender mechanical legs to penetrate into the fuselage along the gaps, and easily pried open the outer armor of the fuselage, revealing the tightly arranged circuit boards, electronic components and cables inside.
A mere can man wants to overreach his capabilities to stop my good deeds. Labor and management will tear you apart bit by bit in front of your son.
Bang!
Before the spider machine could finish speaking, a loud noise occupied all the sounds in the sensor, and then he felt as if his body had been hit head-on by a truck loaded with cargo. The nearly 300 kilogram mechanical body was It flew up so uncontrollably.
To be precise, it was not that he felt himself flying.
Because the spider machine, which also had only its brain soaked in the nutrient solution, also lost its touch and a series of normal senses to the outside world, the reason why he felt that his body was flying uncontrollably was because the optical lens captured the spinning and rapid retreat. scenes, as well as a large flow of warning information sent to his brain by the fuselage control system.
It was hit by a high-speed moving heavy object, and the outer armor was severely deformed and damaged!
The brain container ruptured and the nutrient solution leaked!
Neuromimetic malfunction! The balance system fails and the operating system is limited!
Bang!
After another loud noise, the spider machine's clawed body hit the wall hard. The entire wall burst into large cracks under the impact with a force that was enough to kick hundreds of kilograms of mechanical bodies away. The shattering, dusty, and strong impact shock far beyond the endurance range caused secondary damage to the electronic components in his body, and another wave of warning messages burst out. .
The weapon system is offline and the energy storage equipment is damaged!
Warning: System failure! System failure! System failure!
Countless red pop-up windows with warning signs covered the spider machine's field of vision. His body, which was originally made of metal, was now full of traces of fractures. Electric sparks jumped out one after another along the broken lines, illuminating the dark depths. Alley.
The picture coming from the severely damaged visual sensor was blurry and distorted, but by analyzing the visual scene with constant flashes of interference patterns, he could still vaguely see a person slowly retracting his feet.
Brother, here I come! Scarlet Red just told me what happened! What to do now?
At this time, Elizabeth, who was a step slower, followed the guidance of the spiritual link and got into the alley, her blue hair fluttering in the wind.
You restrain him, I'll save him!
good! Elizabeth nodded, her emerald eyes flashing with light, she flew up and kicked the spider machine into the wall again. Her extraordinary ability was activated, directly connecting the spider machine tightly to the wall. Together.
Wu Ming cared that after Jian Yanhai completed the brief exchange, he held the Crimson Queen in one hand while turning on the repair module.
A ball of golden light filled with warmth was thrown out of Wu Ming's hand, split into two in the air, and thrown into the barrel machine and the boy lying on the ground.
In an instant, countless symbols, formulas and lines exploded in front of Wu Ming's eyes. Under the guidance of the auxiliary device, he skillfully moved the lines, erased the symbols, and modified the formulas. As time passed slowly, he lay on the ground. One man and one machine, who were originally bruised and bruised, are already repairing modules.
Under the influence, it gradually recovered.
The child's twisted body was silently reversed and repaired, and the horrific trauma hidden under the blood had already scabbed and healed. Even though he was in a coma, his consciousness was still thinking about his only relative, and he kept making weak and weak sounds from his mouth. Ramblings: Mom, Mom
As for his mother, the barrel machine that put the brain in the jar, Wu Ming also tried his best to restore it to its original state.
The armor that was originally in disarray has been restored to its original state, the canopy that was pried open has been re-closed, and the brain tissue in the nutrient tank has been restored to its undamaged state.
However, the barrel machine did not regain its vitality. It just stood blankly in the alley. The indicator light kept flashing but there was no movement or sound at all, just like a sculpture.
Brother, is she blushing? She looked at the motionless barrel machine and hesitated to speak.
Wu Ming opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard a burst of footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw seven or eight security guards wearing black uniforms and large caps. They had strong bodies and fleshy faces. Emerging from the darkness of the alley, they all held silver-white firearms in their hands, pointing at Wu Ming and Elizabeth, and shouted in unison.
No one is allowed to move! We are Tiehua's security team, just stand there and don't move!
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