（外文电子版资料）Larry Niven - The Jigsaw Man.doc

THE JIGSAW MAN Larry Niven Transplant technology, through two hundred years of development, had come into its own . . . and raised its own problems. The Belt escaped the most drastic social effects. Earth did not. LN In A.D. 1900, Karl Landsteiner classified human blood into four types: A, B, AB, and O, according to incompatibilities. For the first time it became possible to give a shock patient a transfusion with some hope that it wouldnt kill him. The movement to abolish the death penalty was barely getting started, and already it was doomed. Vh83uOAGn7 was his telephone number and his driving license number and his social security number and the number of his draft card and his medical record. Two of these had been revoked, and the others had ceased to matter, except for his medical record. His name was Warren Lewis Knowles. He was going to die. The trial was a day away, but the verdict was no less certain for that. Lew was guilty. If anyone had doubted it, the prosecution had ironclad proof. By eighteen tomorrow Lew would be condemned to death. Broxton would appeal the case on some grounds or other. The appeal would be denied. The cell was comfortable, small, and padded. This was no slur on the prisoners sanity, though insanity was no longer an excuse for breaking the law. Three of the walls were mere bars. The fourth wall, the outside wall, was cement padded and painted a restful shade of green. But the bars which separated him from the corridor, and from the morose old man on his left, and from the big, moronic looking teenager on his right--the bars were four inches thick and eight inches apart, padded in silicone plastics. For the fourth time that day Lew took a clenched fistful of the plastic and tried to rip it away. It felt like a sponge rubber pillow, with a rigid core the thickness of a pencil, and it wouldnt rip. When he let go it snapped back to a perfect cylinder. Its not fair, he said. The teenager didnt move. For all of the ten hours Lew had beer