The End

Five men wearing ankle shackles sat in chairs, their hands locked in manacles—not handcuffs, but manacles.

Two rings nearly a centimeter thick clamped around their hands. A fairly thick iron chain connected them in the middle, linking to their ankle shackles and dragging along a twenty-pound iron ball.

These were instruments of execution specially designed for death-row prisoners. Sometimes, people were clearly far too serious about certain things.

For example, those involved in the law believed that "suicide" was an attempt to evade punishment. Similar incidents had occurred more than once throughout Gefra's history and that of the Federation.

When criminals faced unbearable punishment, such as execution, they could not endure it and chose suicide.

As a result, the prison authorities snatched them back from Death's embrace, carefully nursed them back to health, then gave them a bullet. They even called this somewhat baffling behavior "judicial justice."

Although the lawyers' and Department of Justice's explanations were somewhat forced, the focus of public attention was always whether "depriving someone else of life was appropriate." They were not concerned about those prisoners.

Generally speaking, to avoid creating pressure from public opinion, death-row prisoners in every country had certain restrictions placed on their actions.

People like those in front of Lin Qi could not even raise their hands. Killing themselves was no easy task.

When Lin Qi entered the room, his five former partners grew somewhat agitated.

After the guards forcefully struck the wall several times with their batons, the men settled down again.

It was obvious they had suffered quite a bit.

"Why did you ask me to come?" Lin Qi sat there with his legs crossed, looking at the five men across the table.

He did not have much sympathy for them. Just as when he faced Richard, he could refrain