Chapter 11 Cole Harbour Prison
Damn!
He was actually betrayed by his own mistress!
Yang Ming left the glass cabin with a gloomy face, his hands shackled, and walked towards the cabin door without looking back.
"Hanton!"
Dr. Lina took a few steps and was stopped by the guards.
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at the doctor.
"Take care of yourself," Lina said excitedly, "I will find a way to help you as soon as possible."
"Thank you," Yang Ming felt warm in his heart and glared at Mistress No. 1 again.
The hot trainee navigator just shrugged and spread her hands, not feeling any guilt at the moment.
They were just shipmates, and when the spacecraft exploded, their close relationship naturally ended.
Next, the Human Rights Council dispatched more than a dozen working groups to enter the glass house at the same time to investigate and collect evidence, and the operation was very efficient.
Yang Ming was taken to a separate interrogation room and underwent two comprehensive examinations. Fortunately, his identity as a modified human was not exposed.
He began a long silence.
If I were Hanton, what would be the best behavior I could have?
It's simple, be absolutely loyal to the Sherman Empire and wait for the empire to rescue you.
Therefore, when facing the Human Rights Council investigation team, Yang Ming remained silent;
A day later, when confronted by officials from the Human Rights Office, Yang Ming remained silent;
Two days later, when facing the interrogator of the interstellar court, Yang Ming originally planned to remain silent, but he found that... if he continued to remain silent, he might really be thrown into the interstellar prison!
He decided to say something.
…
The Interplanetary Tribunal Chamber III is located in the heart of Cole Harbor.
The core of Cole Harbor is a giant abandoned transport ship. With the transport ship as its foundation, the alloy structure continues to "grow" in all directions, and subsequently continues to accept more abandoned ships and integrate more dismantled fortress plates, eventually forming this interstellar transit station that can accommodate a million people.
An M-type dwarf star continuously provides energy to Cole Harbor; the high-tech contributed by the New Federation also makes simulated gravity fields everywhere here.
Of course, the vast majority of residents here are migrant workers.
People prefer to settle down and retire on physical planets.
The No. 3 Arbitration Court, which is open to the public, is considered a popular check-in spot in Cole Harbour.
The exterior of the arbitration tribunal looked like a bowl, just like the Colosseum in Yang Ming's impression; more than a dozen rows of seats were surrounded by it, with figures from different star fields and different races sparsely scattered on them.
In the center of the arbitration court, three judges—or more accurately, public judges—were sitting on anti-gravity stone chairs in mid-air, staring at Yang Ming who was slowly rising on a flying disc.
"Captain Hanton."
The presiding judge was an elderly woman with short light brown hair and sharp eyes. Her overly long neck and limbs made her look elegant yet strange.
The female judge asked: "You will continue to remain silent today, right?"
Yang Ming didn't respond.
He was recalling the sumptuous meals of the past week and the soft mattress on which he slept effortlessly.
The Human Rights Council really attaches great importance to the protection of human rights.
The female judge nodded, looked at the text projected in front of her, and said slowly:
"You are an outstanding Sherman officer, but Captain, the imperial elites who were rescued with you did not care too much about the imperial honor. They have provided sufficient testimony to prove your guilt."
Yang Ming suddenly became a little worried.
Has his identity as a modified experimental subject been exposed?
Those researchers who participated in the 'Hanton Transformation Experiment' were all knocked unconscious by him and died in the explosion of the research ship... Did the other researchers also know about the impromptu experiment?
Yang Ming groaned for a few seconds.
The female judge stared at Yang Ming with intimidating eyes.
"I want to know what they said," Yang Ming asked calmly.
The female judge read out a series of nouns: "Professor Kigrove, Valkyrie Project, human transformation experiment, gene fusion, monster, Valkyrie... Although you don't have to add anything more, we still want to hear your story. You are also one of the perpetrators."
"I'm just a third officer," Yang Ming said helplessly, "I'm only responsible for the maintenance of the fire protection system and some emergency repairs."
The female judge asked, "Were you directly involved in the Martial God Project?"
"No," Yang Ming said, "I'm not the executor of the plan. Whenever I mistakenly enter the test area, I will be driven away by those people in white coats. The position of the third officer is actually very pitiful. This is the general rule."
Yang Ming glanced at the middle-aged men in imperial military uniforms in the audience.
Is the savior coming?
The female judge then asked, "The disaster that destroyed the research ship was caused by the riot of the Valkyries, right?"
"Yes."
"According to the testimony of several bridge officers, you were standing at the main control console and said a few words. You said that you wanted to perform penetrating trauma on the Valkyrie so that she would be unable to move, correct?"
"Yes."
Yang Ming added: "I just think it's safer that way."
He was betting that no one alive knew about the battle that took place in the tail cabin.
"In addition," the female interrogator looked away from the document in front of her and stared at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming's heart was in his throat.
The female inquisitor said, "The trainee navigator, your sexual partner on this research ship, confessed to us that you panicked before the Valkyrie uprising and reminded her to find a lifeboat, right?"
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
This ungrateful bitch, don't let her fall into his hands again!
"Yes, at that time, I judged from various signs that the Valkyrie might have lost control."
Yang Ming's expression looked extremely sincere:
“The specific signs are complicated to explain, and they are mainly attributed to the sixth sense of living things - intuition.
"Some of my information comes from researchers with abnormal mental states. I am a mature and strong man, and I have more than one temporary partner."
"oh?"
The female judge pushed her glasses and looked at Yang Ming's strong and well-proportioned muscles under his military uniform.
The female inquisitor asked, "So what did you do after you determined that the Valkyrie might be out of control?"
“The riot happened before I could do anything.”
Yang Ming thought for a moment and said slowly:
“I know you may have mistaken me for an evil executioner, but I want to say that I am just a low-ranking officer following the orders of my superiors.
"I am standing here now because the disaster took the lives of my superiors. The captain, first mate, and second mate all died, and I, a firefighter, was needed to take over. It is not because I have committed any crime."
"Yes, Captain Hanton," the female judge nodded in approval, "We need to conduct a trial for the crime on that research ship. There must be a specific criminal subject."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "You mean, no matter what I say, I will have to face jail time?"
"The objective facts cannot be diverted by your subjective arguments."
The female judge said:
"If you are willing to plead guilty in court and attend the subsequent press conference, truthfully explain to the reporters everything that happened on the research ship, and fully promote racial equality and fairness and justice, then I will sentence you to the lightest punishment allowed by interstellar law and place you safely.
"If you choose to defend that ridiculous imperial honor, you will face a maximum sentence of twenty-two years in prison."
Yang Ming was about to speak.
The female judge said, "You don't have to worry, Hanton. According to our regulations, the trial period is two months. You will be sent to the prison in Cole Harbor. You can wait there for a month. The next trial will be held in a month."
"You are a citizen of the New Federation, right? Interrogator?" Yang Ming suddenly asked.
The female judge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just working here."
Yang Ming curled his lips and said calmly: "I sensed the malice towards the Sherman Empire in your words. You are clearly telling me that I have betrayed my motherland."
The female judge said: "I will not bring personal feelings into work. You are questioning my professional ethics."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Hypocritical Federation."
"Very good. The next trial will be held in two months. You will have two months of prison experience."
Yang Ming calmly raised his fists, palms facing himself, and pointed out his two middle fingers in unison.
He also didn't expect that this international greeting method originated on Earth is also used in the pan-galactic civilization.
The female judge's face turned green with anger.
…
On the way to prison, Yang Ming heard a piece of news that was half good and half bad.
All the 'refugees' brought back by the Human Rights Council have been released except him.
In other words, those people in white coats who participated in the experiment got nothing wrong, and he, the third mate in charge of repairing the fire-fighting pipes, became the scapegoat.
Sure enough, the hypocritical Federation and the evil Empire go hand in hand, and the two largest forces in the galaxy are both rogues!
This also indirectly reflects that the Empire currently does not know that Hamton has been transformed.
But, is there any data left on the research ship of Keigrove? Or is there any backup like "cloud data"? Will Dr. Lina betray him?
In Yang Ming's view, these are uncontrollable hidden dangers.
The escort vehicle was a fully enclosed structure, which prevented Yang Ming from taking a look at the unique metal buildings of Cole Harbour.
He carefully looked at the layout of the car. He was confident that he could give the four escorts beside and in front of him a concussion before they could react, then kick open the car door and leave.
But what next?
Is there a map of this city?
Is there any way to leave this port city?
How strong is the defense system here?
No matter how strong this body is, can it withstand naval guns?
It's impossible. Even an incomplete Valkyrie can't withstand the bombardment of the old-style mecha's particle cannon. Not to mention the naval guns, she will be dead if she is locked by the guards guns.
Not to mention, the ancient god life form that provided the Valkyrie with modified genes also died under the guns of the Empire's powerful fleet.
This is the galactic age of exploration with starships and cannons.
His individual combat ability can only be used in a small area. Of course, if he is allowed to enter the interior of the starship, the situation will naturally be different.
Yang Ming concentrated on thinking about the future and did not pay much attention to the changes in the environment.
He stepped off the escort vehicle in handcuffs and calmly walked into the crude gate of this suspected cultural relic, where he was taken over by a team of guards in black uniforms.
The captain of the guard escorting Yang Ming whispered a few words to the prison guard.
Yang Ming's ears trembled slightly, and he easily caught a few key words:
[Evil imperial soldier], [special care], [the interrogator needs him to suffer a little in order to cooperate with the next task].
Yang Ming smiled in his heart and didn't take it seriously at all.
So, a few minutes later.
Several guards opened Yang Ming's shackles and pushed him into a somewhat crowded mixed cell.
Seven or eight strong men who were lifting weights turned their heads and looked over. When they saw Yang Ming's handsome face, their expressions suddenly changed subtly.
"Give him a welcome!"
The guards whistled outside the cell and quickly left the 'crime scene'.
Yang Ming ignored these useless muscular men and walked to a corner on his own.
For Yang Ming now, nothing is more important than planning for the future.
"Hey, brother," several strong men slowly gathered around, "Newcomers need to undergo a thorough physical examination. Take off all your clothes."
Yang Ming slowly raised his head.
"Are you sure?"
