After stepping outside, Zhang Feng tilted his head to look in the direction of the interrogation room.
To be honest, Zhang Feng was very interested in this matter.
Because Zhang Feng regarded the real world as his "super resource base."
Here, he achieved "off-site upgrades" and "farming construction" outside the adventure world, then added all the gains to his own martial power.
Ultimately, creating a complementary effect with the adventure world’s gains.
To achieve this, the "stability level" of the rear base was the primary focus.
And this criminal was the rat feces disrupting stability.
They were "threats to stability."
Such "threats to stability" had to be eradicated.
Of course, eradication was just a joke; efforts should be made to avoid them.
Zhang Feng pondered while observing the special personnel around him.
They were diligent and vigilant, even though this area was already a military base.
They contributed to the "stability level."
They were so adorable.
Thinking this, Zhang Feng saw them busy all night and directly instructed, "Dismiss, take a break."
"Yes!" they responded, relaxing their postures slightly but still crowding around, gazing eagerly at Zhang Feng.
"Not tired, huh?" Zhang Feng saw these guys weren’t tired, so he pointed to their legs, "One hundred cycles of the simple martial arts frog jump I taught you."
"..." They were stunned for a fraction of a second and then stood straight to respond in unison, "Yes!"
In the next second, they grimaced and proceeded.
They had martial arts training during the day; their muscles were still recovering from the exertion.
Doing it now was truly exhilarating.
Nearby, several instructors from the military base watched.
They recognized a few special personnel among them.
Seeing them seemingly punished, naturally, they watched for a bit longer, exchanging mischievous banter with their comrades.
Zhang Feng noticed their grinning faces in the distance and waved to them,
"You, yes, you few, find a bench for me, and join them—do a full 100 cycles of frog jumps."
In the next instant, they stopped grinning.
Outside was frog jumping, inside was interrogation.
After nearly an hour.
The interrogation concluded.
Experts walked out, first looking quizzically at the unsteady special forces personnel before handing a detailed report to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng glanced through it, seeing thousands of densely written words.
To summarize, the criminal had a criminal mindset before learning martial arts.
With the acquisition of martial power, crime activities became easier.
As for regret, he regretted not spending the money before being caught.
Having read the entire report, Zhang Feng remained silent, waiting for the legal personnel from the interrogation room to emerge.
After about a dozen seconds, they emerged one after another, discussing the criminal’s ultimate disposition.
On this point, they had differences.
Normally, the criminal was charged with premeditated deliberate murder, with a deeply malicious intent. Furthermore, the crime was discovered by others and went viral online, causing an impact.
Though the impact was within controlled limits, based on precedents similar to Articles 232 and 263, it was likely the sentence would be death reprieve or life imprisonment.
Death penalty was reserved for severe cases like dismemberment or double homicide.
The criminal theoretically didn’t fit these criteria.
But considering the circumstances, and it being the first case involving a martial artist.
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The last point created many special factors.
So, an elder leading the discussion stepped forward, asking Zhang Feng:
"President Zhang, what’s your suggestion for the criminal’s sentencing?"
He wanted to hear President Zhang’s thoughts.
Among them, many special forces personnel quietly listened.
"President Zhang..." Old Liu also emerged with a few interrogation staff, seeing it so quiet, noticed the legal team asking, and understood the situation, so he didn’t speak further.
Seeing Old Liu stepping out, Zhang Feng nodded slightly and responded to the legal team, "According to standard regulations, what is his sentencing guideline?"
"Based on two hundred and three..."
He first articulately laid out the law, then said, "Death reprieve, one year.
But his identity is special, being the first case involving a professional martial artist.
I, along with Old Luo and others, discussed feeling this matter needed your primary decision."
"Since it’s the first case, it should be pronounced." Zhang Feng’s voice was firm, "It’s been almost a year since martial arts emerged, with 63 million martial artists known so far.
Among them, excluding military and police, are three million professional martial artists.
Out of these three million, none have caused trouble. Yet he dared to fire the first shot, with premeditation, indicating his mentality is already extreme.
Consider his comments and mindset; a normal person’s logic no longer applies.
I won’t gamble on what he’ll be like in the future."
Concluding, Zhang Feng directly made his verdict,
"In my opinion, death penalty."
"Understood..." Everyone said no more, knowing the criminal’s fate was sealed.
The next step was to send him to the basement of the data center to make his final contribution to the extraordinary mission, and to serve the victim’s family.
If any research came from the criminal, the victims’ families would receive some compensation.