The thin old man's face was cold, and he said: "I need to remind you that impersonating a criminal will be dealt with as a crime of cover-up, and our court will pursue it severely!"
Abel's eyelids twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "When we captured this man, we accidentally learned through torture that he confessed himself. The specifics need to be confirmed by the court, but our Mill family is absolutely No criminals will be sheltered!"
Hearing his cunning answer, the skinny old man snorted coldly and didn't say any more.
A moment later, the real murderer Abel mentioned was brought into the sentencing court.
This is a middle-aged man, escorted by two trial knights and a senior priest to the sentencing court, looking down at his toes along the way.
The senior priest came to the scene, bowed slightly to the thin old man, and said: "The basic information has been verified, and he confessed that he was the murderer who killed Hollet's wife and Deacon Hollett."
The thin old man said indifferently: "Evidence."
"Yes." The senior priest nodded slightly, shook out a volume of information in his hand, and said: "The criminal Nolte, who is thirty-six years old this year, was once a knight bestowed by the Feite family, and has not received the honor of the Knights Hall. Medal, the wife at home died of the Black Death five years ago, and there is only one only daughter left." Speaking of this, he paused slightly and continued: "Nolte confessed to the crime process and admitted that he killed Huo Huo on a rainy night. Deacon Wright, the motive is revenge! Five years ago, Hollett's carriage almost hit his dying wife, and Nottle attributed the cause of his wife's death to Hollett, so he secretly investigated Hollett's whereabouts and waited for an opportunity to retaliate."
"After killing Hollett, he hated his wife again, so he sneaked into his home again and killed his wife."
After the senior priest finished speaking, he said to the skinny old man: "The evidence is that in his home, several steel nails that were the same as the murder weapon pierced through Hollet's chest were found, and they were stained with dried blood. In addition, according to other Nolte Acquaintances learned that Nolte has a serious dog abuse habit, and the dog blood on the steel nails was infected by Nolte's killing of stray dogs."
The skinny old man's face darkened. As he has handled hundreds of cases, he immediately sensed that this was an aristocratic substitute crime. Otherwise, an ordinary knight committed the crime. Out.
"Dear priest, now that the evidence is solid, the criminal is here, should you release my child?" Abel said without humility.
The thin old man gave him a cold look, and asked the senior priest below: "How does he explain the bracelet left behind at the scene?"
The senior priest glanced at the middle-aged knight and said, "He said that he picked up this bracelet on the street in front of the Moulin Rouge."
"You mean, that dancing lady is lying?" The skinny old man snorted coldly and said, "Let her come up."
Soon, the dancer who once wore a white cat mask came to the judgment court. Her face was a little pale, she looked at Abel and the others timidly, then at the skinny old man, and said, "My lord , I don’t remember very clearly what happened that day, maybe it fell on the road before going to work.”
The thin old man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Go down."
The dancing girl was brought in.
Alex held his crutches and said coldly: "Now the truth is revealed, I hope the trial can be dealt with fairly!"
The thin old man frowned slightly, and whispered to the two people around him.
At this time, two figures suddenly entered the sentencing court. It was Timothy and the young man with the scar. Timothy said to the thin old man above: "My lord, please allow us to interrogate this criminal."
Seeing her coming forward, the thin old man nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you fifteen minutes to investigate clearly."
"No!" Abel in the stands hurriedly said, "This is not in compliance with the rules. Now that the truth is clear and the criminals have confessed, what else do you need to investigate?"
"It's not your turn to dictate the affairs of the court." Timothy glanced at him and snorted coldly.
"You!" Abel glared at her.
"Don't be rude!" The skinny old man immediately criticized Timothy, and ordered: "Take it." After speaking, he said to Abel: "There is a lot of evidence in this case, we need to take him to confirm it one by one."
Abel's face was ugly, looking at the middle-aged man who had been dragged down by Timothy, he clenched the fingers in his sleeve tightly.
Looking at the changes in the field, Flynn tilted his head and lowered his voice to Du Dian: "This time the court seems to believe that Vikander is the murderer, and the two punishers will definitely torture and extract a confession if they take this scapegoat down. For once, the Inquisition is for real."
Du Dian calmly said: "If a deacon can be easily blamed for being assassinated, why don't they worry about their own safety in the future?"
Flynn was slightly startled, looking at the three deacon-level priests above, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
After a while, Timothy and the young man with the sword scar returned, carrying the trembling middle-aged man back together.
There was no injury on the middle-aged man, but his head was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling lightly.
"Reporting to the priest, after investigation, it has been proved that this person is lying." Timothy bowed slightly.
The thin old man's eyes lighted up slightly, and he said, "Please explain in detail."
"Yes." Timothy nodded, turned around and said loudly to everyone present: "After investigation, this man admitted that he was hired to take the blame. After he goes to prison, he will be released on bail soon and will be given A lot of money, he is willing to do this."
Abel and Alex, as well as Vikander, who was relieved on the field, all changed their expressions and looked a little ugly.
The skinny old man breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who hired it?"
Timothy glanced at Abel and the others, his eyes were slightly cold, and said, "He said he didn't know the name and appearance of the other party."
Flynn was stunned for a moment, the expectation in his eyes turned into regret, and sighed in a low voice: "The Milan family is still on guard, and their thoughts are meticulous enough."
Du Dian nodded slightly, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If the middle-aged man pointed out that it was the Milan family, it would definitely deal a heavy blow to the Milan family. Obviously, the Milan family also expected this and did not treat it carelessly.
The skinny old man glanced at Alex, and said: "Since the matter has been investigated clearly, now, I declare that the Milan family, Vikander ○ Milan's assassination of Deacon Hollett and his wife committed the crime of homicide against the law." Article 28: Death sentence with a one-year reprieve, after the reprieve expires, you can be executed, and you are now being held in Thorn Flower Prison!" After speaking, the judgment ruler in his hand fell, which meant that the matter had been settled and there was no room for maneuver.
The crisp sound of the judgment ruler slapped Abel and the others in the face like a slap in the face. They were a little stunned for a while, and it was unbelievable that the trial office was so decisive.
Vikander's mind went blank. After he realized it, he looked at his father and grandfather in the stands, and saw the ugly expressions of despair on their faces. His heart had completely sunk into the ice valley, and what gushed out of despair was madness. He rushed out of his seat and shouted angrily: "I am not guilty, I am not guilty, I was wronged, you bastards who don't distinguish between right and wrong, ah..."
There was a crisp snap, and the roaring stopped abruptly.
It was Timothy who slapped him on the face, and the heavy force brought him down to the side and sat down on the ground, his mind buzzing.
Timothy snorted coldly, waved and said, "Take it away!"
Two trial knights came over immediately, grabbed Vikander by the shoulders, and escorted him out of the judgment court through the passage next to him.
"It's finally over." Flynn heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a little tired.
Du Dian looked at the back of Vikander struggling to leave, with a faint smile on his face, and said: "I hope he can take care of his body."
Fulin glanced at him and said with a smile: "He's going to suffer a little bit now."
Du Dian said: "It's my turn to rectify my name."
Flynn nodded and said, "I will support you."
Du Dian smiled.