Kane and Jerry came to pick her up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Roy grinned. If she could see herself now, she would definitely find herself smiling silly.

It's a pity that there are no mirrors now, so she can't notice. Also overlooked was the fact that her communicator wasn't actually turned on and the messages weren't sent.

There was nothing at his feet, but he suddenly stumbled.

Roy fell to the ground with a thud, and his two hands only symbolically blocked it, almost the first to hit the ground, knocking her to the ground with a large splash of water.

The flaccid nerves drained the power in Roy's body at once, and the weight of human life crushed Roy at once. Suddenly, she didn't even have the strength to crawl out of the puddle, and at most she barely raised her head and looked at the two figures with hope.

Thankfully, they didn't disappoint her. Seeing her fall, they ran quickly towards her.

A silly grin congealed across Roy's face, then quickly vanished.

That's not Kane and Jerry.

One grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up. Roy looked up and saw the faces of Yang Yu and Evan.

****

Two days later.

The carnival went on as always. The floats are still open, the songs and dances are performed, the fireworks are still showing, and the mecha competition is still full of people. Including mech races, these long-standing rides seem to be a little unappealing this year.

After all, compared with the carnival that exists every year, the millennium honorable Yang family, the Lefebble family, who started with military merits, and the Luo family, the most famous nouveau riche in the Federation, the entanglement of these three households is the best talking point that is rare in a century.

Originally, at most, the news of being just in the aristocratic circles spread to the whole people. There are also contingencies that people didn't see a connection with before, but now they are also connected. So everyone's gossip enthusiasm exploded, and after tea and dinner, they talked with relish about the accusation of the Lefebler family against Luo Xiu, the Yang family's struggle for the custody of the Luo family's only daughter, the riot in the detention center, the emergency situation on the day of the preliminary mecha competition, and so on. All kinds of magic modifications are flying all over the sky, and people quickly lose sight of what is true and what is fake. But does it make sense to be true or false? Just have fun!

This eruption of national debate began on a rainy night two days earlier, when the only daughter of the Luo family—well, she was no longer technically the daughter of the Luo family—had killed a servant and fled, becoming a criminal like her father, who had no legal connection.

The climax of the great debate came 24 hours ago and came to a sudden halt this morning. It's like a child who has been looking forward to a roller coaster for a long time, chattering on the road, and when he actually sits in the car and buckles up his seat belt, he closes his mouth and holds his breath, waiting expectantly and apprehensively to see what will happen next.

The shift came a day or so ago, when the Federal Inspectorate raided the USS Cardamom, accompanied by representatives of Lefeble, to open the cargo hold.

A corpse that had been dehydrated in the low temperature was impressively presented to everyone.

All procrastination techniques don't work. This morning, the trial of Luo Xiu officially began.

It's incredibly efficient.

A round of red sun broke through the fog and rose. The golden morning sun pours into the floor-to-ceiling windows, which are clear and translucent.

The servant entered the room and bowed respectfully to the figure standing by the window.

"Ma'am. It's time to go. ”

The woman by the window turned around.

The sun warmed the side of her face. It was a beautiful face. Time has exerted the same magic on it as it has on fine wine, perhaps stealing its freshness, but making it more mellow.

But when she turned around completely, the cheek, which the sun could no longer kiss, was cold again. Like a marble statue, like the fat of a whale, it is beautiful, but there is no trace of human breath anymore.

The floor-length skirt moved with her movements, flowing on the delicate carpet, billowing like black lava.

The servant paused, but couldn't help asking, "Would you like some breakfast?" Yesterday you didn't eat for a day, and ......"

And in the dark room, guarding the dark window, he stood all night.

The woman came to the servant.

The slender willow-like bee waist swayed gently, and that charm could lead any male animal's heart to ripple. Of course, today she is not in the mood to capture fresh prey. It's just a matter of nature, and a habit that has been cultivated since I can remember. Nature and habit let this charm melt into her blood and bones, even if she can actually be compared to a dead corpse, but still can't get rid of it.

On the contrary, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Then she passed past the servant and walked to the door behind him.

The servant swallowed, pressed his waist lower, and cautiously followed the woman.

The parties all came to Cadostar, so the trial took place in Cadostar. When the electromagnetic car door opened under the 100 steps in front of the courthouse, the reporters immediately rushed up.

"Mrs. Lefeble!"

"What is your mood?"

"Are you looking forward to today's verdict?"

The woman still didn't say anything, but stretched out her snow-white but bony hand, and pulled down the brim of her hat to cover her face.

People have long noticed her dress. The black hat, black hairnet, black veil, and long black skirt set off her skin, as slender as the white bones that wrapped it underneath.

This is the dress of mourning clothes.

The servants dutifully separated the wolf-like reporters. But the woman seemed to be unconscious, and slowly ascended the stairs, step by step, each step as silent as a funeral.

The courtroom was already full. Anxiety swirls over people's heads like a clump of flies.

When the door opens, see Diana standing in the doorway? Lefebble, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Jerry and Kane, who were sitting in the defendant's dock, couldn't help but glance at each other worriedly.

The image of this person...... How is it different from what they investigated?

Will there be any variables?

Diana? Lefebble was in no hurry to sit in the audience. Her gaze swept slowly across the room, like some kind of harvester, slowly, but no one could escape her scythe.

Suddenly, the light exploded in those backwater-like eyes.

If the sight could also kill, then Luo Xiu would have already gone to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Even onlookers couldn't help but wince, as if they accidentally showed their heads, and if she noticed it, they would be burned into a pile of stinky fat.

And Roy's father just stared so hard that it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

Look at Diana like that, she would not surprise anyone by jumping on it and tearing Luo Xiu to shreds right now.

Kane and Jerry's hearts rose to their throats. But somehow, I was relieved.

At the same time, the judge coughed a little awkwardly and reminded the people in the hall to sit down in their respective places.

Anyway, it's finally begun. (To be continued.) )