Chapter 44: Disobey the police!
Feeling the powerful aura on Weber's body, seeing the confidence on his face, and hearing the sarcasm in his words, Baron's already ugly face because of the death of his daughter became even more gloomy, and there was a little more anger in his voice.
"Professor Velvett, what do you mean by that? Everyone is just suspicious, if you have any doubts, you can say it directly, don't be so weird. ā
"Oh, do you want me to say it directly?"
Webb stretched out his middle finger and gently pushed his glasses down, the playfulness in his eyes causing Byron to involuntarily take a step back.
"Professor Wilwitt, please tell me directly, did my sister tell you something last night?"
Bai Yinji's voice eased the atmosphere of the scene a little, I don't know if Weber's aura surrounded by everyone was too strong, and there was a little tremor in that beautiful voice.
"Your sister?" Webber's mouth curled with a strange smile, "the one on the bed?"
"Why did the professor ask knowingly. Silver replied unhappily, and the others felt that Webber's words were too much.
Without giving everyone a chance to blame, Webber shook his head first: "I'm sorry if it hurt you, but if you're talking about this young lady in bed, then I'm sorry, I didn't see it last night." ā
"However, my sister went to your room last night, and Karina can testify, and Miss Rhaenys has admitted it. ā
"I did see Golden Ji last night, but it shouldn't be your sister. ā
Speaking of which, no matter how stupid people are, they can hear that there is a problem.
"How is this possible, the professor mean, someone has pretended to be my sister?"
"yes, it's okay to disguise yourself as someone else, Golden Ji - it's not funny. ā
"Sophistry should also follow the Basic Law. ā
ā¦ā¦
Bai Yinji's question is also everyone's question. There are many ways to disguise yourself as someone else in the mysterious world, and it is not impossible to fake the truth. However, unlike the Silver Hime, their beauty has surpassed the limits of human beings, and it is the crystallization of Izeluma's accumulation from generation to generation, and it is the door to the roots, and pretending to be them is equivalent to fully grasping Izeruma's secrets and creating another one, which is something that Izeruma himself cannot do.
Weber was not swayed by doubts, he just stood calmly and confidently in the center of the room, as if he were standing on a podium to teach students.
"You think it's unbelievable?"
No one answered, but Webb already knew the answer.
"Actually, I also found it unbelievable, and before I saw the corpse of the golden hime, I also didn't believe that the golden golden queen last night was disguised by someone else, because the beauty was not fake. But now, I have to believe it!"
"Why?" asked Byron as he stood on his feet, gritting his teeth.
"Because, the time of death of the corpse in the bed ear was not last night, but even earlier, which is the decisive evidence to clear my suspicion!"
"Nonsense!" Byron's cane thumped angrily against the ground, "You look at the blood, look at her appearance, if it's really like you say it's long dead, how can her body not have the slightest sign of decay?"
"I'm going to ask you, Lord of the Baron family. Webber still didn't panic, "Your Izeluma family is very good at preserving corpses and ensuring the luster and vitality of the skin, muscles, and blood. ā
"Hmph, I don't see any signs of magic anyway. ā
"I don't see it either, and it's not surprising that people who are good at preservation have a way to erase the traces of magic - however, the traces of magic can be erased, and another fatal flaw cannot be erased. ā
"What a flaw!" Byron's body trembled imperceptibly.
"Traces of science. I can tell that the corpse has been dead for more than 24 hours, and it should not be difficult for the police forensic doctor or the clock tower professionals to ask them to come and examine it, and it is easy to find out the exact time of death of the corpse. Of course, it also includes the fact that the person who appeared last night was not Jin Jinji herself. ā
Weber's words were like sharp arrows, stabbing Byron one after another, stabbing him bloody, stabbing him speechless, and he could only bite desperately.
āā¦ā¦ Hmm, you, can you produce proof now? If you can't get it, stop using your frivolous delusions to slander our reputation. ā
"It's really hard to come up with evidence for a while. Webb shrugged helplessly.
"That'sā"
Byron was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard a sneer.
"It's not easy to get proof?"
Following the prestige, it was Levi (Shinji) behind Weber, who had an extra mobile phone in his hand at some point, and pressed the hands-free with his thumb first.
"Flat, I remember that the police number in the UK was 999. ā
"yes, that's right. Flatd, "Are you going to call the police?"
"If you have difficulties, find the police, what a simple reason, don't you ask for evidence? I'll ask the police to give you evidence. Everyone is here and don't move, and some people with ulterior motives can't be given the opportunity to destroy the scene. ā
Seeing Shinji's thumb move to the number 9, Byron was furious.
"How can the magician's matter be solved by the police, nonsense!"
"Then call the Legal Affairs Division, what is the phone number of the Legal Affairs Division?"
"I'm talking to Professor Villewit, it's not your turn to interject!"
"Hmph, strong words don't work, and you start to use your identity to oppress people, can you have some novelty? Oh, forgot, it's impossible to have new ideas about old antiques that don't even know about scientific autopsy. ā
"You āā!!!"
Byron was almost crazy by Shinji's damage, and he thought that Weber was talking too much, but he didn't expect his disciple to be even more excessive.
"Okay, let's not say a word. Webber turned his head and gave Shinji a look, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, but I can't teach, and I must teach him strictly when I go back." ā
Byron pretended to snort coldly with a high profile: "In short, this matter can't be publicized, and you must also come up with evidence, otherwise it will be slander." ā
"Lord of the Byron family. Rhaenys walked up to Webber and said, "Make no mistake about it, we have already stated our claims and how we proved them, and everyone knows if it's true or not. We now have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy against the El Meloi classroom, and to dispel our suspicions, please provide evidence. If not, we will apply for arbitration in the Legal and Political Division, or we will see it as a declaration of war against us by Ezeloma. Please remember that although there is no lord in the modern magic department, it does not mean that it can be bullied, and although the El Meloy classroom is not large, it also has its own backbone. We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it!!"
With Rhaenys' words, the youths and girls' spirits instantly soared.
Flatt held out a finger, and the magic emanating from his fingertips could intervene in the Moon Tower's position at any time.
The human intelligibility in his eyes faded away, replaced by a dangerous beastly aura.
Shinji smiled and pulled out a pistol from his arms, it was the same model of the Thompson Contender that he had finally found from the United States, and the same style of Kiritsugu's favorite gun that had left a shadow on Kenneth.
Even the quietest of them clenched their fists with some eagerness, ready to unleash the "Scythe of Death" at any moment.
Leenys looked up, and despite being the lowest in the field, she gave a sense of oppression from above.
"Lord of the Byron family, make a choice, whether you want to fight, or you still want to fight!"