Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Summoned?

Questioned?

Regarding the laboratory leakage incident?

Garrett’s face turned pale.

P4 Laboratory had an accident, a Class A, a bunch of Class B infectious bacteria leaked to the outside world, causing the spread of a Class A and a Class B infectious disease, infecting dozens of patients, this...

The legal provisions flipped through Garrett’s mind page by page. Without much effort, Garrett flipped to Article 331 of the Criminal Law:

Anyone who engages in the experiment, storage, carrying, or transportation of infectious bacterial strains or toxic strains, violates relevant regulations, causing the spread of infectious bacterial strains or toxic strains, resulting in serious consequences, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years or criminal detention; if the consequences are particularly serious, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years.

Am I... considered "seriously" or "particularly seriously" consequential?

How many years will I go to jail?

Wait, in this world, in this Magic Council, are there any relevant regulations? I need a lawyer!

Garrett turned to his followers at home with a pale face. Aurora was also startled and tried to comfort him:

"It’s okay, right? It’s just questioning, it shouldn’t... be too bad, right? If it’s really serious, they should have come to arrest you already..."

The more she said, the less confident she became. For this leakage incident, five members of the review committee personally visited the laboratory, a group of great mages went to the island to study the teleportation array, how many personnel did the patrol teams and law enforcement teams mobilize, Aurora dared not calculate anymore.

"Um, was there any precedent before?" Garrett looked at her anxiously. When it comes to the crunch, he realized that his understanding of the Magic Council was still too little:

"How are magic practitioners who cause trouble like this dealt with? Will they go to jail? How much money do they have to pay? Aurora, have you heard of it?"

Master Worton couldn’t answer for a moment either. He had lived in Nevis City for several years, but relying on his outstanding talent and the favor of his teacher, he turned a blind eye to the outside world and his life trajectory was from home to the Mage Tower, and then from the Mage Tower back home. Rack one’s brains, search hard, and finally remembered a case:

"That... I seem to remember, more than two hundred years ago, there was a great mage who brought something from another dimension, accidentally exploded... at that time, the entire college was implicated, hundreds of young mages suffered. Later, the legendary mages deliberated and sent him to guard the alternate dimension, stationed there for twenty or so years..."

... I don’t want that!

When a great mage causes trouble, he is exiled. If I cause trouble, will I go to jail? I seem to have heard that the Magic Council indeed has prisons...

"Aurora, can you ask your teacher to help plead for mercy...?"

"Don’t worry, the teacher will definitely not stand idly by!" Aurora Worton tried hard to reassure him: "I’ll go find him early tomorrow morning!—But not now, the night train doesn’t run, and I have no means of communication..."

"Oh..." Garrett felt a little down. Aurora dragged him back to the laboratory: "Don’t worry, the review committee won’t do anything to you. The Radiant Lord is watching!"

...Doesn’t that great mage who caused trouble have legendary mages behind him?

Garrett was still a little panicked. He tossed and turned that night, unable to meditate, and couldn’t sleep well. The next morning, he got up early, caught the first train to the mountaintop, and went directly to the Tower of Heaven to wait for communication.

Usually when he came here, whether it was the resting room of the Sub-Tower of Manipulation or the laboratory on the 375th floor of the Tower of Heaven, there was always a place to stay. This time Garrett was nervous, and he didn’t dare to go to either place. He went straight to the 120th floor.

Garrett felt dizzy and weak. Looking to the left, the protection and curse mages were folding their arms, looking like they were enjoying the show;

Looking to the right, Old Sam’s face was heavy, and his eyes showed that he was helpless;

The necromancy mage... hey, necromancy is not good in this regard, with a face wrapped in dry skin and bones, what kind of expression is that, he can’t tell...

Wait a minute, are they trying to make me pay?

If I can afford to pay, there’s a high probability that I won’t go to jail, right? Of course, if I can’t afford to pay... I probably won’t go to jail either, at most I’ll sell myself to pay off the debt...

Garrett’s brain turned a little, and he calmed down a bit. It’s good to talk about money—talk about accident liability, talk about distribution proportions, I’m not the main culprit! Even if I fight for equal responsibility, I can reduce the compensation by half!

It still depends on myself! Garrett struggled to sit up straight and tried to defend himself:

"But the leakage incident was not caused by me intentionally! It was a spy from the Radiant Lord who entered the laboratory, I am the victim!"

"Cough, the direct cause of the leakage incident is indeed the intrusion of a spy." The protection mage interjected:

"But we all saw it, that spy was just a thief, he didn’t possess powerful magic abilities. He was able to enter your laboratory because the laboratory lacked magical protection!

- We all saw your laboratory, there wasn’t even a magical alarm, all defensive spells were nonexistent, and the leakage caused by foreign invasion is your own fault!"

"It’s not my fault!" Garrett almost jumped up. He raised his head high:

"I didn’t do magical protection, because, the laboratory is in Nevis City! In the heart of the Magic Council! It should have been safe!

- Do other mages have to be punished if their achievements are stolen, causing serious consequences? Does the Magic Council not reflect on its own security problems, but instead wants to punish the victimized mages?!"

I haven’t even claimed compensation yet!

Letting spies run rampant and destroying half of my research results, I haven’t even complained to the Magic Council yet!

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense. The great mages looked at each other, each with a somewhat embarrassed look:

To be honest, blaming Garrett for the spy breaking in and causing trouble can’t be entirely blamed on Garrett. If it were a mage with a hot temper, instead of being summoned by the review committee, he would probably have already gone to the council and demanded compensation.

Forget it, should I tell him the truth?

If I don’t say it, will you say it!

The committee members exchanged glances. In the deadlock, a hurried and hoarse voice suddenly came from the corner of the office roof:

"Nick! Come to the top floor immediately! Large-scale magical reaction! Come up immediately to help observe!"

"Hey! Coming!" The prophetic mage responded, ignoring his colleagues’ gaze, and jumped up to the door:

"Teacher is looking for me! I...I’m going up!"

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