There are never any secrets in crowded places, and the same is true for insects. The news that dozens of police cars entered and exited the Ma Lun Mansion yesterday spread like wildfire the next morning, and spread throughout Yinchatai in just three days.
When Sanya got into trouble before, those families were originally spectators, but since the police found four pairs of wings and countless collections in Maren's house, they became insiders the next second.
"Mr. Mullen, it's been three days. Are you still planning to say nothing?"
Because of Maren's special identity and the serious nature of this case, Chief Harrington was personally in charge of the interrogation: "We have compared the blood samples of the wings in the basement with Jiasi Peya and others, and confirmed that they were all plucked from female insects. However, except for Sanya, the other four victims have no news. We have reason to suspect that they all died at the hands of Beiowen... or at your hands."
Beowin is just an uneducated young man. If he really encounters any trouble, he must rely on the power of his family to clean up the mess. Chief Harrington would never believe that Maren did not intervene in these matters.
Maren sat in the interrogation room for three days, and suddenly he aged more than ten years. He looked at Chief Harrington with bloodshot eyes, still too cunning to catch any evidence: "Chief Harrington, I really don't know what the collection in the secret room is about. Maybe Beowen built it secretly without telling me. I didn't expect him to do such a thing in private..."
Beiowen is already dead, so compared to the dead, it is of course more important to save the living bugs first.
Maren wiped away his tears and said, "I have always been law-abiding. How could I have harmed their lives? It's all my fault that I didn't discipline Beowen well, which is why he did so many wrong things."
Chief Harrington asked calmly, "So you've never been to the bottom secret room, and you never knew about the existence of those wings, right?"
Maren said shamelessly, "Of course."
Speaker Croni sat at the head of the assembly with his eyes closed. He finally opened his eyes after hearing this. "This matter has caused a stir in the South. We cannot quell the anger of the citizens without severe punishment. Southern laws have long stipulated that the removal of wings of female insects is prohibited, but those male insects simply ignore it. It is good to use the Mullen family's incident to sound a warning to them. There is no precedent for the death penalty for male insects in the South, but everything has a precedent."
The dean sat at the conference table with a frown on his face, feeling that this matter was quite tricky. "The evidence of the Mullen family's guilt is irrefutable. Thirty-six charges, big and small, have been proven. It's ok for female insects, but Mullen is a male insect. He can't be sentenced to death. What do you think should be the sentence?"
Maren has been locked up in the interrogation room, unaware that the incident has caused an uproar in the southern part of the city. Countless female insects have signed a petition on Starnet demanding severe punishment for Maren. Outside the police station, there are crowds of angry citizens who have not been driven away yet.
Upon hearing this, Chief Harrington opened a file bag and pulled out several fingerprint identification reports: "But we extracted your fingerprints from the boxes that sealed the wings. If you have never entered those secret rooms and don't know the existence of wings, why are there your fingerprints on them?"
Speaker Croney and Maren have been holding a grudge against each other for a long time. At this moment, they must vent their anger no matter what. No matter whether they are female or male insects, they are all raised with the love of their parents. Is it that only Beowin is a treasure, and the insect cubs of other families are all stones
Upon hearing this, Mullen's expression finally changed. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Chief Harrington, which made him look a little fierce: "What do you mean?!"
Another speaker said, "It is not a good idea to sentence a male insect to death. It will inevitably cause panic. Moreover, such a serious matter must be reported to the Insect Emperor for approval. I am afraid that the Central City will not agree. Why don't we discuss a compensation plan for the victim's family? The more we can save, the better."
His Sanya had his wings plucked off alive and his bright future was ruined. There was no reason to let the Marlen family off so easily.
He glanced at Mullen after he finished speaking and said, "You and Lieutenant General Frank are indeed tight-lipped, but those bugs under you are not as tight-lipped as you, especially your collateral relatives, housekeepers and servants. After the interrogation of the past few days, they have confessed everything they should and shouldn't. It's only a matter of time to collect evidence."
Speaker Croney said, "So you mean that Mullen won't have to accept any punishment?"
Maren's eyelids twitched for a moment when he heard this, and his hands on his knees tightened unconsciously. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he changed his tone in just a few seconds: "Captain, I am a father after all... Beowen did so many wrong things, and I only discovered the existence of those things after he died... Please forgive me for not reporting it..."
The speaker said, "Of course not. I just don't agree with the death penalty. If he is sentenced according to the charges, seven years on top of seven years, even if Mullen doesn't have to suffer because of the Male Insect Protection Act, the thirty-six charges will be enough for him to be imprisoned for 252 years... But you know, the lifespan of male insects is often not that long, and it's not realistic to keep him locked up forever. The Male Insect Protection Association will definitely oppose it."
"Mr. Mullen, you have been delaying in the interrogation room for so long, just to let your partner, Lieutenant General Frank, find a way to rescue you. But I can say responsibly that he is now in a difficult situation."
"Make up for it?" Speaker Kroni sneered, "How do we make up for it? Let their insect cubs come back to life, or reattach the wings they plucked off?"
Chief Harrington spoke coldly, very dissatisfied with his evasion: "Your crime is more than just concealment."
Chief Harrington smiled slightly, gradually breaking down Mullen's psychological defenses. "He was taken away by the Security Department for investigation yesterday because he was suspected of abusing public power for personal gain and hiring a killer for murder. More than a dozen of his colleagues jointly reported him, and the evidence of his guilt is already set in stone."
There were fingerprints of Sanya and Youque on the box, but they had already confessed what happened privately to Chief Harrington. Out of consideration for the reputation of Lemile Star, they temporarily suppressed the news and did not make it public.
Now everyone knows that Speaker Croni's eldest son has found a pure-blooded prince as his partner. The Speaker was choked but did not dare to retort. He said tactfully: "Sangya was dismissed from his military rank because of this case. How about this? We submit a proposal to the military to reinstate Sanya... or promote him to a lieutenant general and transfer to a civilian position. The Intelligence Department has always been short of a leader, so it would be nice to have him go there."
There were only a few people in the Mullen family who were stubborn, and the rest confessed everything before they were tortured. The police went to the burial site according to their confessions of the crime and dug up at least seven or eight bodies, including the long-missing young son of the Jiasi Peya family.
Not long after, the House of Lords held a full meeting. After all, Maren was of noble birth, and the final trial result needed to be discussed internally by the House of Lords.
Chief Harrington pulled out his chair and stood up, raising his hand to straighten his tie. "I wanted to give you a chance to confess, but since Lord Mullen won't cooperate, please wait for the results of the investigation."
Speaker Kroni also knew that it was not easy to sentence Maren to death, so he finally compromised and said, "No matter what, this kind of bug must not stay in the south. I suggest that all his family businesses be confiscated and he be exiled to a third-class star to complete his sentence. Even if his female monarch takes all the blame, Maren should be sentenced to at least fifty years."
"There are troops stationed there. Inhibitors are expensive and scarce. It would be nice to occasionally use them to reward the hard-working soldiers. It can also be considered a contribution to the growth of the empire."
The others choked upon hearing this, thinking that this punishment would be worse than killing Ma Lun. Their family had been rampant in the south for many years, and they had lived a life of luxury. Seizing the family property was equivalent to confiscating the family property, and exiling them to a place like a third-class star was equivalent to uprooting their roots.
Although Mullen is old, the soldiers stationed on the third-class star are all a group of the lowest-class soldiers who eat both meat and vegetables. How can the old guy Mullen survive if he goes there
But who could refuse anything when Speaker Croney came under the guise of procreation for the empire
The meeting lasted a whole day, with military chiefs and police representatives present. It was almost dark when Speaker Croney finally went home from get off work with a fairly satisfactory trial result.
Sang Ya had been cooperating with the police in the past few days to investigate and collect evidence. After the case was over, he finally got his wings back. He came back from the police station, carrying a heavy silver box upstairs. When he pushed the door open, he saw You Que sitting at the desk writing something.
You Que heard the noise and looked outside the door. Seeing that it was Sanya who came back, he pulled out a chair, stood up and walked over and said, "You're back. Did you get the wings back?"
You Que was called away by Chief Harrington today, so he did not accompany Sanya to the police station.
Sanya put the heavy box in his hand on the floor with a dull sound. "I got it back. What are you writing?"
You Que took him to the table and said, "Nothing, just an application to amend the law. In the past, the punishment for male insects removing the wings of female insects in the south was too light. Harrington wanted to apply to the Insect Emperor to change it to life imprisonment or exile, but he was worried that the Insect Emperor would not approve it, so he wanted to submit it in my name."
On the table was a mostly copied application in neat handwriting. Sanya was about to pick it up to take a look when he suddenly noticed a thick golden book next to it. "What is this?"
You Que did not answer, but simply adjusted his sitting position, with a smile in his eyes: "Look for yourself?"
Sanya half leaned against the table and picked up the heavy golden book. On the cover, a long sword and a scepter held up the sun, which was the royal totem. He flipped it open with confusion and found that it was a letter of conferment written by the Insect Emperor himself. He asked in surprise, "You have been conferred the title of Marquis by His Majesty?"
You Que nodded: "I just received it today. I didn't expect it to be so fast." Sang Ya slowly closed the golden book, feeling happy for You Que. His silver-gray hair fell in front of his eyes, his nose looked even taller under the light and shadow, and a curve appeared at the corners of his lips: "Should I congratulate you, Your Majesty?"
You Que reached out and pulled Sanya into his arms, letting the female insect sit on his legs face to face, and asked with interest: "How do you want to congratulate?"
Sanya moved his butt uncomfortably, wondering how else he could congratulate him. He pointed to the silver box on the floor and said, "See? These are the wings I just brought back from the police station. How about giving them to you as a gift?"
You Que remained silent.
Sanya whispered in an ambiguous voice: "These are the wings of an A-level female insect. It's hard to find a second pair in the entire south."
You Que thought that although there weren't many A-level female insects in the south, there were still quite a few. How could such an unlucky creature as Sanya have his wings plucked? He felt both distressed and amused at the same time: "You found it with great difficulty, and you just gave it to me like this?"
Sanya hummed and said, "It's yours now. Take good care of it and don't put it anywhere else."
He liked the male insect in front of him, even more than his own wings. After saying this, he hugged You Que and kissed him hard, then pulled out a folded letter of commitment from his pocket: "Isn't it a coincidence that both of us got promoted today?"
You Que took it out of Sang Ya's hand and found that it was a letter of appointment with the seal of the military. He glanced at the content and keenly caught a few key words: "Lieutenant General? Intelligence Department? You want to return to the military?"
You Que frowned: "Don't you want to go back?"
Sang Ya used her fingertips to lightly trace You Que's eyebrows and eyes, then leaned over and placed a light kiss on the side of his face. Her words were unclear, but she could not hide her seriousness: "You Que, a female monarch under the pure-blood crown cannot be a commoner..."
At least they can't be civilians with nothing.
Sanya really can't go to the battlefield anymore, but there are still many things he can do, whether it's intelligence or command, he will work hard to climb up, hold on to that power, and protect everything he has.
Sang Ya actually didn’t care whether he could return to the military or not, but the rest of his life was so long, he always had to consider his family and You Que.
In the South, it is difficult to survive without power.
Upon hearing this, You Que quietly tightened his arms and held Sanya tightly in his arms. The female insect groaned in pain, but did not struggle. Instead, she lowered her head under the warm light and bit open the buttons of the male insect's shirt one by one with her teeth. The wet tip of her tongue occasionally brushed across the skin, causing a wet itch.
Sang Ya looked up in You Que's arms with red eyes, his pupils slightly blue under the light, his breath was a little disordered, like a seductive beauty, his voice was hoarse and sexy: "My Lord..."
His body slowly slid down, lazily lying on Youque's knees, and uttered the words that most female insects would say in the room: "Please enjoy..."
You Que's Adam's apple tightened when he heard that, and he pulled out a chair with a "rustle" and pulled Sang Ya into his arms. His slender fingertips stroked the female insect's back, feeling her slight tremors, and finally moved up to the hot insect pattern on the back of her neck, and a flash of understanding passed through his mind.
You Que lowered his head and sniffed the scent of the female insect's neck, then suddenly asked, "Is your puberty period coming?"
Sang Ya paused: "..."
He met You Que's gaze and felt as if he was standing naked in front of him, his body trembling with agility.
Sanya stretched out her hands to wrap around Youque's neck, scratching the male insect's broad back with her nails like a cat, biting her lips unconsciously: "Guess?"
Youque doesn't need to guess.
Sanya's pants were wet.
He took the female insect to the table and sat her down. The messy documents beside him were thrown to the ground. Sanya felt weak in You Que's arms and soon lost consciousness. In a trance, he felt something cold on his ring finger. He tried to open his eyes and saw clearly that it was a ring.
This ring is very special. It is as transparent as crystal, but it can refract different colors under the light. There is a circle of black lines in the middle, but it is hard to tell what it is, it looks like hair.
Sang Ya grabbed the back of You Que's head, and his bony fingertips slowly penetrated and shuttled through his hair. The inky black hair was mysterious and smooth. He seemed to have guessed something, and he resisted the temptation to raise his lips, and asked intermittently: "Why... why did you suddenly give me a ring..."
You Que: "Wedding ring, don't you like it?"
His voice was very calm, as if it had never been tainted by desire, which formed a sharp contrast with the current scene.
Sanya's eyes lit up. This joy made him look a little more innocent. "You want to marry me?"
You Que thought to himself, when did he say he would not marry? Didn't he always say he would marry? You Que took out another ring of the same style from his shirt pocket, the difference was that it contained a strand of silver-gray hair, which was very similar to the hair of the female insect.
You Que said in a low voice: "Help me put it on."
Sanya recognized the hair inside as his own, and felt that this gift was more surprising than a promotion. He panted and carefully put the ring on the male insect, and finally held the beautiful jade-like fingertip with his tongue, mumbling three words: "I like... I like..."
The voice was broken and inarticulate, but the love was real. You Que even suspected that in the next second Sang Ya would bite his hand until it bleeds, and then lick it all over with flesh and bones.
You Que pulled out his fingertips and slowly wiped them on Sang Ya's fair and flushed face, and said in a coaxing voice: "Who do you like?"
Sanya couldn't lift her head up, tears wet her eyelashes, and she cried out because of his bullying: "You—"
Sanya clung to the male insect tightly, boldly and unrestrainedly. He licked and kissed Youque's earlobe, his heart full of joy, and hummed and chirped: "I like you... I like Youque..."
There were documents scattered all over the floor under the table, among which a pile of red wedding invitations was particularly eye-catching. The male insect spent a whole day carefully filling in the date and the names of the guests.
By the time they got married, You Que was already a marquis, and Sang Ya had probably returned to the military and become a lieutenant general. The timing was neither too early nor too late, and everything was just right.
You Que said that he would marry him in a grand manner...
(End of this chapter)