The farmers around the Grande House arrived one after another, and Benjamin led the people to the cemetery to the west, and it was expected that in another week, after the werewolf transformation was over, the four cemeteries in the south, east, and west would be cleared. When the time comes, the Grande House will be buried by a large number of grave moves.

Zach glanced at the clock across from his desk, it was past nine o'clock, but Wells still hadn't come. The civil servant has always been punctual, and regardless of his actual work efficiency, at least on the surface, he is 'serious'.

Zach walked over to the workbench, Wells left his work notes yesterday, originally Zach only thought it was the other party's laziness, but now ...... He casually flipped through Wells's notes, the investigation of the funeral records was nearing completion, and the investigation records of the last day were obviously less than the previous days, could it be considered that the civil servant's mind was occupied by other things?

After ten o'clock, the sound of a sedan came in from outside the Grande House, and Zach lifted the curtain behind his desk, it was not Wells's car. A middle-aged man, also dressed in an old formal suit and carrying a worn business bag, got out of the car and walked towards the Grande House.

As indifferent and impatient as Wells, who had just arrived, the middle-aged man mechanically introduced himself, "I'm here to take over Wells's work." Is that Wells' work note? ”

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the notes spread out on the workbench on the side of the office. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with the attitude of the previous civil servant, and after the introduction, he didn't even look at Zack and walked straight to the workbench.

"What about Wells?" asked Zach.

"I don't know. The middle-aged man didn't even bother to reply, and impatiently fiddled with the information on the workbench.

Zach stepped forward, pinched the middle-aged man's chin with one hand, and with a little force, he tilted the other party's impatient face towards himself: "Where is Wells?"

Red, forcefully squeezing out a thing in the other party's field of vision, the middle-aged man's pupils dilated in an instant, two red rays penetrated directly into his brain, planting his will to answer questions.

"I don't know, he's quitting!" the middle-aged man said with anger on his face, but not rudeness to the vampire's actions, but complaining about Wells! "No progress reports, no warnings, half of my job, and just quit!"

Zack's hand pinching the other party's chin has been released: "When." ”

"This morning! Drop a word and resign! That's it!

Zach could feel the anger in the other party, and the red in his eyes faded and turned a light green. With a smile, Zach placed the materials on the workbench and pointed to the only small part of the funeral record: "He's investigated here, if you move quickly, you can finish it in one day today." Zach patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, "Wells has done the most troublesome part, you just have to finish it, and you can get all the credit, it's a good deal." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked at the comfort on the delicate face of Grande's owner, thought about it, and seemed to make sense......

The bait was finally bitten.

The warehouse at the bus stop was discovered, the list of dead apostles was leaked, and the windswept couple's harvesting 'persuasion' obviously touched something, and Wells was finally chosen by the main owner.

"Put your hands on it and swear that what you say is true. ”

Behind the brown wooden witness desk, Detective Cousson looked solemn and put his hand on the black cover with the cross and my badge and swore that everything I was about to say was true!"

The crisp sound of the gavel sounded from the hand of the judge in the middle, "Lawyer, you can ask questions." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency. The prosecutor saluted the judge in the middle and walked to the witness stand, "Detective Cousson, are you investigating the disappearance of the homeless man on X Street, on X Street, on X month, with your partner, Detective Lance." ”

The lawyer pointed to James in the gallery.

James's face was not very good, because at this moment, Rivench in the dock also turned around at the same time, and his eyes seemed to express a feeling of disappointment. This did not end there, and the Tempest couple, who were also in the audience, also turned their heads to look at him, their eyes as empty as dead things.

Connor's case, because the evidence was conclusive, was directly adjudicated, and there was no controversy. However, the police did not have direct evidence in the case of the homeless, so to go through the trial process, the prosecution had to involve the police officers to testify.

What made James most uncomfortable was that Mr. Herman smiled at him, and smiled.

"Yes. I visited ...... Rantstone guò"

Curson was interrupted, and the lawyer looked at the judge, "Your Excellency, I request that exhibit A, Detective Curson's action report." ”

"Allowed. ”

The exhibits were presented, and Corson was instructed to read out, marked sections.

"I was holding a gun and ordering the other person to raise their hands and face us, and then I felt a shot in the back, it was a stun gun, and after a few moments, I lost consciousness. At that time, I knew that the criminals were committed in groups. ”

When Corson finished reading it, the report was passed to the judge, who read it and nodded, "But you didn't see anyone's face." ”

"I didn't. Corson replied honestly.

"We asked the witness, Detective Reims, to be present. The lawyer continued to demand.

The judge glanced at the man sitting in the dock, "Do you have any questions?"

The man in a straight suit next to Rivenge shook his head, "No, Your Excellency. Then he turned his head to look at Mr. Herman, and nodded slightly.

The judge's gavel rang again, and he glanced at Herman, who cast a smiling gaze, nodded imperceptibly, and summoned Detective Reims.

James's consciousness was drifting away, he was still wearing the clothes of yesterday, his hands unconsciously smoothing out the wrinkles, he didn't know how he got to the witness stand. The voice in his ears seemed to be fading away, and he mechanically repeated his vow, meeting the encouraging eyes of his partner Corson, a reliable middle-aged partner who probably thought he was nervous by now. James looked at Herman, the Tempests, Riwench, and the jury. Finally, his gaze returned to the lawyer in front of him and began to answer the lawyer's questions.

"I saw his face, the man in the dock, ...... Rivench Hurricane," James pointed to the hunter in the dock with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"It happened so fast that he wasn't sure I saw his face, but I can confirm that when he attacked me at my house......" James brought his lies to Cousson to court.

"I covered up the fact that he had attacked me because I had to dispel his suspicions, I knew they were a group, I couldn't take a break, I needed time to have solid evidence, I started investigating him......"

Lies have a characteristic, like a seed, give it water and sunlight, and it will sprout, grow, and grow.

"I discovered their modus operandi, they used the heating ducts in the building to put the people in the neighborhood to sleep in order to cover up the movement of the crime......" The evidence was handed over to the herb incense that James found in the block building where the ghoul appeared.

"I found their stronghold and found a large number of illegally modified weapons, grenades, crossbows, drugs, stun guns, ......" The photo was sent, and the hunter stronghold given by Zach was also used by James.

When all these things, which could only be circumstantial evidence, were brought to the judge, the lawyer asked, "These things, these investigations, were all done by you alone, and you didn't sue your partner, Detective Cosen?"

"Because I knew they were dangerous, they found my home and attacked me. I can't let my partner take risks too. James's face was numb: "By the time I sued my partner for this, it was too late. ”

"Why is it too late, Detective Lance?"

"Connor Herman, has been killed. ”

Amid the sighs of the jury and the auditorium, the lawyer saluted the judge.

"No problem, Your Excellency. ”