Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
"Well, it's still a favor." psychologists. Any DCT can stop being a DCT by simply asking for the a crime, get caught and be a hero ... an Ex Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] ." psychologists to relieve tension. And—despite the treatment, Joe Joe's table. before in your life, because every time you start to loaf, a voice in "Not sick. Drunk. Been trying to get drunk all afternoon." As the is like. You see, Joe, the treatment can't possibly take all the Joe's face reddened as Hendricks proceeded to call him a series of names. He wanted to smash the fat, grinning face, but the muscles in Joe had tried dozens of times in dozens of bars to outsmart them, but agony. And above the pain, a voice whispered in his head, Unlawful to strike someone except in self-defense . He opened his mouth to tell Hendricks exactly what he thought of him, returned, and the mental voice whispered, Unlawful to curse . He had never heard how the treatment prevented an Ex from committing a that decision formed in his mind, his body froze, the pain returned and the voice, Unlawful to divulge CPA procedure . On the other side of the room, the jukebox came to life with a roar and useful citizen, unable to commit the smallest crime. And you've got a big hand in your dirty little mind that's going to slap it every time you get the wrong kind of thought. It'll keep slapping you until you across the table and whispered in the girl's ear, "That's what I "I think it's a lousy, filthy system." Joe's head was still tingling was also inside his head, telling him he couldn't do this, couldn't do "Let me out!" Joe grabbed at the door and was on the sidewalk, slamming wasn't punished at all. Instead, he was sent to a hospital where all criminal tendencies were removed from his mind by psychologists, shock He wanted to spit his contempt, but the increasingly familiar pain and voice prevented him. It was unlawful to spit on a sidewalk. And therefore, an EX (a convicted criminal who received the treatment was commonly called an Ex because he was in the strictest sense of the "Scream," Joe said. "Scream as loud as you can, and when the cops get The plan was perfect, he told himself. Attempted rape was one of the few things that was a crime merely because a man attempted it. A crime because it theoretically inflicted psychological injury upon the intended victim—and because millions of women voters had voted it a crime. On the other hand, attempted murder, robbery, kidnapping, etc., were not crimes. They weren't crimes because the DCT didn't complete the act, and if he didn't complete the act, that meant simply that the CPA had once again functioned properly. "What's the matter?" Joe complained. "I'm not asking you to do anything you scream?" Joe inquired tiredly and advanced Joe discovered to his dismay that the girl was telling the truth when became acutely aware of its lack of resiliency when his head struck it. stars and streaks of lightning through which he heard distant police When he awoke, a rough voice was saying, "Okay. Snap out of it." posters and on their TV screens saw only the ugly face and heard only the harsh voice. The President of the United States was a capable "Where's the girl?" Joe asked. "I processed her while you were out cold. She left. Joe, you—" out and turned a dial on his desk top. "We had a microphone hidden in Joe listened numbly to his voice as it came from one of the hundreds of voice, " He waved his hand. "Okay. Shut it off. I confess to conspiracy." had collapsed beneath him. Conspiracy to commit a crime wasn't a crime. Anyone could conspire. And if the conspirators were prevented from crime, and the CPA didn't punish crimes or attempted crimes, and it didn't attempt to prevent crimes by punishment. If it did, that would be a violation of the New Civil Rights. Hendricks crossed the room, deposited the card in a slot and punched a hoping you'll do something exciting, like trying to kill someone, so they can be the first ones to yell ' Police! "Lay off," Joe said. "I got a headache. That girl—" "Lay off!" Joe squirmed in the chair. He'd been lectured by Hendricks before and Joe couldn't stand the breath in his face any longer. He rose and paced , Joe. It goes on and on. You'll be the you on the street and insult you, call you names, spit on you and—" "Okay, goddam it! Stop it! hate them as nothing has ever been hated before. Today a criminal is a freak, an alien. Your life will be a living hell don't you frame me? If I'm such a nuisance, pin a crime on me—any crime." "Can't do it. Convicting a man of a crime he didn't commit is a violation of Civil Rights and a crime in itself." "Umm." "Why don't you take the free psycho treatment? A man doesn't make me go?" "Violation of Civil Rights." "Damn it, there must be some way you can help me! We both want the same thing. We both want to see me convicted of a crime." York who aren't properly protected. Every week we find people who aren't protected properly—blind spots in our protection devices. As soon as we find them, we take steps to install anti-robbery devices, but this is a big city and sometimes it takes days to get the work done. Joe stared at the door to the adjoining office as it closed behind the When Hendricks came back, Joe said, "Thanks." "Huh? Thanks for what? I didn't do anything." When Joe reached the street, he hurried toward the nearest subway. As a at ease. The uneasiness was, more than anything else, caused by his for someone to say the wrong thing. Everything the microphones picked microphones, but hidden television cameras that relayed visual messages poison, and while an ant-poison might kill ants, no concentrated amount that he could outshoot a pursuing policeman. But the robots were different: they weren't flesh and blood. Bullets bounced off them and their aim was infallible. It was like a fantastic dream come true. Only the dream wasn't heard them without thinking about them. And they were imprinted on his of other DCTs, Joe refused to believe it, and when he reached apartment When Joe entered the cubbyhole, he had to stand to one side in order to night and sleep, but where no normal man could live day after day. Fearing that someone might detect him before he actually committed the Thief! Police! Help! " When Joe was securely handcuffed to a seat inside the helicopter, the reported a crime, but no one admitted shouting the warning. He was having a nightmare when he heard the voice, "Hey. Wake up. Hey!" he was still having the nightmare. As Joe dressed, he searched his mind and tried to find some difference. During the treatment, he had been unconscious or drugged, unable to think. Now he could think clearly, but he could find no difference in after-effect of all the sedatives he'd been given. And, he noticed when and he had, between operations, been locked in his room. Deliberately goading his mind, he discovered the biggest change: an ex -criminal now, and because of your treatment, you'll never be Joe didn't understand Hendricks completely, but the part he did before they do real damage. We use it as a last resort when a DCT First Class won't take the free psycho treatment or—"

<question>:
Which of the following was not heard by Joe as the voice in his head after his treatment?

<options>:
A Unlawful to curse.
B Unlawful to divulge CPA procedure.
C Unlawful to communicate with a DCT.
D Unlawful to strike someone except in self-defense.

<answer>:

C