Jock felt as if there were countless thorns scratching inside his body. This terrible torture made him only vent his anger by shouting loudly.

Just when Jiao Ke felt that he could hardly hold on any longer, his eyes suddenly went dark!

Everything returns to darkness...chaos...calm...

When Jock opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a long metal table.

It's the table in the previous room.

At this moment, Jock's limbs and neck were all bound by the small metal wires that bound his wrists before. He tried moving a few times, but it was difficult to move his body.

Jock looked around as hard as he could. Through his limited field of vision, he determined that this was the room where he was previously imprisoned.

'What's going on?!'

'This... new reincarnation?'

'Where's that piece of shit Malcolm?'

He secretly tried his best to break free, but his efforts were in vain.

"Interrogation Room 119 has been authorized, please come in!" A familiar electronic synthesized sound sounded, and Jock heard footsteps approaching.

'Someone is coming!'

He immediately closed his eyes and pretended that he hadn't woken up yet.

The footsteps stopped, and Jock knew that the other party was already standing beside him.

"Don't pretend to be asleep! Let me ask you a few questions!" A majestic voice reached Jock's ears, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

‘?!’

A man was staring down at Jock.

He looks to be between thirty and forty years old. However, because of the consciousness chips in this world, it is actually difficult to tell the true age of human beings by their appearance.

"Extraordinary?"

The man's aura was very oppressive, and Jock nodded unconsciously.

At this moment, a flying robot the size of a tennis ball suddenly appeared from behind the man's head.

The overall appearance of the robot is a round silver eyeball, and the material of the whole body is made of very high-grade metal materials.

Its huge black pupils were looking at Jock at this time, and it made a "didi beep beep" sound rhythmically, as if it was doing data analysis.

"Are you protected by the church?" The man with short black hair continued to ask.

"No." Jock shook his head. For some reason, he felt nervous in his heart.

Staring at the robot with big eyes and small eyes, Jock suddenly had a strange thought in his mind:

'Isn't this man a gay?'

Hearing Jock's answer, the man uttered two words with great satisfaction: "Very good!"

Then he straightened up and said to the eyeball robot floating in mid-air:

"No. 0, give him an injection."

"Understood!" The voice with big eyes was very different from the robots Jock had come into contact with before. It sounded like a fifteen or six-year-old boy.

It flew into the air less than 30 centimeters away from Jock's face.

Jock instinctively wanted to resist, but he couldn't move at all.

The big black pupils suddenly began to focus, and then, a thin blue metal line appeared from both sides of its eyes.

The thin threads were like the tentacles of an octopus, quickly reaching towards the back of Jock's head.

"What are you going to do?!" Jock struggled futilely and yelled angrily and in confusion.

"Don't worry, I just give you a stamp, which means you will be mine from now on." The man smiled at the side.

"What?!"

Jiao Ke clearly felt that the tentacle had pierced his atlas and was injecting something into it. It felt cold.

'What did it do to my 21 Krypton?!'

Although Jock's self-awareness is not stored in it now, 21 Krypton is the only identity certificate for everyone in this world.

Without it, it means you are a blackmailer, and its importance is self-evident.

Soon, the big eyeball retracted its tentacles and flew back to the man's head, circling left and right from time to time.

The man placed the wristband of his left hand somewhere on the metal table, and at the same time, the restraints on Jock's body were immediately released.

But he didn't move. Jock was still lying on the table, looking sideways at the man.

"Get up, we have a lot of things to do later." With that said, the man walked towards the door.

Jiao Ke sat up immediately after hearing this. He looked at the man's back and asked:

"Who are you? Why should I follow you?"

The man who had reached the door suddenly stopped.

"Why? Hehehe..." The man laughed hysterically.

At this moment! He turned around suddenly, and there was a pistol in his right hand. At this time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Jock.

"If you don't leave, I will shoot you to death on the spot! As for the reason... assaulting the police, what do you think?"

‘Mad! How come everyone in this world is crazy?!’

Jock had just experienced inhuman torture, and at this moment, he didn't have much of a superficial reaction to the man threatening him with a gun.

Because if the other party wanted to kill him, they would have done it long ago.

Jock sat on the metal table and looked at the man carefully.

Although his attire is somewhat different from the police uniform, it can still be judged that this is also a uniform that looks more advanced.

"Are you a policeman?" Jock asked.

"Well, he performed well and was very calm. It seems that I picked the wrong person." The man seemed satisfied with Jock's performance and took back the pistol with a smile.

He looked at Jock and introduced himself: "I'm a policeman."

"Really?"

The man glanced at the big eyeball floating next to him, and the guy immediately said:

"This is Section Chief Meg from the seventh section of the Special Investigation Section in Rhodes City. You have been recruited now!"

"requisition?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! You will understand when you get there. Come with me quickly! From now on, you are my subordinate, and I am your direct superior!"

Before Jock could say anything else, Section Chief Meg had already opened the door and walked out.

Although Jock was confused about the current situation, he could only obey at the moment. As soon as he walked out of the door, Meg threw him a uniform.

Don't know where it came from.

"Put it on!"

This dress was somewhat similar to Meg's. It was also a suit. After Jock finished putting it on, Meg snapped her fingers:

"Follow me!"

Jock followed obediently, looking around curiously from time to time.

Along the way, almost all the policemen would greet Meg, and their words and deeds were full of respect, but the latter simply chose to ignore it, but those policemen didn't care.

Jock judged from their expressions that it seemed that Meg's behavior was normal.

‘This guy has a very high position?’ Jock muttered in his mind.

After the two of them entered the elevator one after another, several policemen gathered around started talking in low voices.

"The Investigation Class is here to ask for someone again! Is this the eighth time this week?"

Another policeman corrected: "It's the ninth time."

"Oh, actually sometimes, I feel pity for these prisoners. If they are picked by the investigation class, they might as well go to a virtual prison."

"The heads of the Investigation Section are either lunatics or perverts. I heard that none of those recruited last month survived the 'probation period.'"

"well..."
Chapter completed!