Secret's! [War Of K-M-DGsp-M4221] Locked OSO.0
[B1-27] Seizing the Property Rights of Plastic Waste Until - Until Must To Green Table (3/5)

I guess, huh, those thugs didn't give up on getting my Orange Stamps. Damnit. They paid for all the CCTVs and surveillance cameras in every building I went through, Ret thought, recalling previous events.

“I don't know what you did, Hu ...” The senior Justice-man Unit member in front of Ret, exhaled cigarette smoke right into his face. “But you're over, son.”

Ret is grim-faced after hearing the unilateral decision of the senior Justice-man Unit Member before him. “Why―”

“See this ...” The senior Justice-man Unit member showed him a piece of data on a transparent blue panel. “Those thugs have: 1,724 Right Points, 81,200 Middle Points, and Left Points of 24,870.“

“Those thugs boss,” exclaim Ret, stunned, “have over 10,000 Credits?!”

The young man ignored the three Points when he saw the amount of Credits the Boss thug had.

“That's just Personal credit to the Boss of the goons, son. Hu ...” said Unit Justice-man Member, “See this! Although they still have 2 empty slots in their thug group, the total number of Credits that the thug group you will fight against in court, has over 500,000 Credits―We forget about his Credits, Your Left Point and Right Point 0 signifies you're over, son.”

The senior Justice-man Unit member before Ret, turned off his cigarette and looked at Ret, with a pitiful look.

“I say once again,” firmly Member of that senior Justice-man Unit, “You are over ..”

Since the Right Points Ret has written 0, he will lose in court―although he has previously saved Me si *******, but such a rescue is a good that is illegal under the World System, and in no way will it be counted as a good by Him.

Ret wants to dispute it, “Au―”

”You never donated your Credits at all, yes,” but the Senior Justice-man Unit Member interrupted his words, “Do you use *******? From your stature, there's no way you only have 8,600 Middle Point.”

Uh.... I never ordered ******* or anything like that, Ret thought, sighing in frustration. “That time, I was sick―”

“I'll tell you here, son, stop that habit of yours. The******** it always picks up one of the Trinity Points they like without you knowing. There are even those who demand your three Points plus unreasonable Credits when you get addicted to him!”

One of the Justice-man Unit Members who carried Ret, said in a satirical tone, “Your experience, sir?”

and entered the Introgation Room while carrying paper-shaped files.

“Uh ... I-it,” Senior Justice-man Unit member was excited, but immediately said firmly on Ret, “You can go directly to this gate door, Nak!”

The senior Justice-man Unit member pressed a button on the transparent blue panel before him. Then, a silver-colored door like the one that belonged to a tramp in the Limbun Forest earlier, suddenly appeared beside his desk.

“I've cleared this case. He's quite easy and cooperative, so this will be over when he gets into the gate door, Pak”

“Yes. It's very fast. You can come in now, son.”

The door opened with an empty space in the middle of which was a strange silver-black liquid moving about, and it formed a gate.

Ret stood up reluctantly while tightly grasping the end of the glass table. “I ...”

“I know, maybe this isn't fair to you, son. But, this is the World and the Current Era ... Face what is in front of you, and make this a lesson. Don't do unnecessary things like this anymore. Avoid it

unnecessary trouble if you want ‘peace’. If you want something troublesome, yes, it's okay―do ‘kekan’ even though in this Era, all such things are just nonsense.”

“Yes. Senior is right, boy. It's just a small gift from me because you've been cooperative and made it easier for us to do this time: I suggest you don't go to jail. If given a choice, you better be a slave.”

Ret widens her eyes, surprised. “Slave?!”

“Hu ..” said Senior Justice-man Unit Member while exhaling cigarette smoke from inside his mouth, “He was right, Nak.”

Ret lowered his head as the barada before the gate door.

Slave, huh ... It sounded so bad even though I didn't know what it meant, Ret thought, shaking her head.

With a very heavy step, he entered the active gate.

“If you want to be ‘kriminal’, be a dignified villain for Sistem―But if you want to be a good person, don't be half as good as it is today.”

The voice of the senior Justice-man Unit Member echoed in Ret's ear after she entered the gate door that instantly disappeared behind her.

In one step through the door, Ret was already in the Courtroom. There was no one in the room.

Ret stood on the Silver metal podium of Suspects, and in front of him was another podium of the same shape and color, but it read: Prosecutor. Many white panels floated in the air and the audience seats and witness seats were neatly arranged.

An elongated chair in which the judge appears from underground. The judge is a blue-eyed silver-metal robot.

Three Robots appear in the judge's seat but Ret doesn't know the rest. He only knew there was a prosecutor and one lawyer who was not defending him was sitting in front of the three Robot Judges.

I don't even know how to hire a Robot Lawyer, damn it, Ret thought.

He had a dark face while observing that there were no humans at all in the Court Room other than Ret, the thug boss and the goons of the thug boss, who had hit Ret.

“Bos,” whispered the thug boss, ”Do we have to drop the charges? It's weird! Why can that man

escape from one of the dangerous areas of Area.5! If he's really part of them, and we get caught imprisoning him―”

“I think it's not like that,” refuted the thug boss, shook his head, “If the boy is imprisoned now, it's not our fault, it's. People who file a complaint to the court can get ‘witness protection’ by only paying 1,000 Credits plus 1,000 third Tritinita Point. I will use those 3 Points to protect you. So, even the ‘Mafia’ will not be able to know who imprisoned him.”

The thug boss's men were moved. “B-boss...”

“We will indeed start from the beginning again,” said the Boss thug. “When this guy gets out of jail, we'll eliminate him after we raise our criminality and become gangsters. And most importantly, we will get 1000 Right Point if imprisoning someone― is very difficult for people who choose

career as a criminal like us to get the point of kindness, you know?”

Although the two of them whispered in a quiet voice, Ret could still hear their voices clearly.

Damnit. 1000 Right Points?! That's so big! I saw that thug Boss back in the Integration Room, only able to accumulate 1,700 more Right Points over the course of his 40 years, Ret thought, gritting his teeth.

As Ret thought so, the whispering voices from the witness stand and the thug boss with his men held up the Court Room.

*tock!!!*

The echo of the sound of the metal hammer knocking, made all the noise in the Court Room stop.

From the ceiling of the Courtroom, a male voice is like a robotic mechanism starting the court: For Suspects and Prosecutors it is welcome to keep your smartphones all over their podiums ....

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