With a slight shake of his head, Woods swung in several Templars in armor and began to hand out pen and paper to each officer.

Everyone was puzzled and hurriedly grabbed the long paper scroll and read it.

Someone couldn't help but read it out loud.

"I, XXX, an official member of the City Hall, have committed all sorts of unforgivable crimes for various reasons since I took office, including but not limited to the following......" he looked up in shock, "Confession?"

"Uh-huh," Woods smiled brightly, "it's multiple choice, you just need to draw a circle in the little box in front of the charge." ”

The man couldn't believe his eyes: "So long?"

"Actually, it's very simple, it's a major crime of dereliction of duty, and the rest ——。 ”

The man jumped up: "Can you control it? Is this something that your inquisition can control?"

"Dereliction of duty is not in our hands, but blasphemy, and blasphemy caused by dereliction of duty, do you say it belongs to us?" Woods sneered, "Look down, there are many names." ”

Indeed, the long roll of paper was almost dragged to the ground.

It has been more than 1,600 years since the Holy Religion became the state religion of all countries on the mainland, and what kind of crime has not been fabricated? Duck flipped through Dracula's materials in the library, and by the way, he also found a batch of legal texts of the Holy Religion, which was really eye-opening and breathtaking, and he just used it to clean up this group of vampires who kill people without blinking an eye and eat people without frowning.

There are many types of crimes, including abuse of power, dereliction of duty, and twisting the law for personal gain, and there are a wide range of crimes, including those who abuse their power and cause heavy losses to the property of the Holy Religion; those who deliberately leak the secrets of the Holy Religion; those who bend the law for personal gain, shield criminals, and interfere with the handling of cases by the courts; those who pervert the law, avoid the serious and make light decisions, and have incomplete procedures, resulting in light sentences for serious crimes or even escaping punishment; and those who engage in favoritism and irregularities to undercollect or not collect the legitimate taxes of the Holy Religion, and even embezzle and accept bribes and swallow up the property of the Holy Religion.

A long roll of paper makes people's scalps numb, and as long as there are three of them, it will be the life of eating prison for the rest of their lives.

Whose ass is clean?

The man jumped up violently and tore the paper roll to shreds: "Lao Tzu is not convinced, you are forcing a confession, forcing a confession!"

Woods pretended to be stupid: "What? In the prison just now, didn't you recognize everything?

The man snorted coldly and ignored him.

At this point, it doesn't matter if the face is or not, the key is to save your life!

He knew very well that what he had just done in the cell was just a farce, and if he brought this piece of paper with torture instruments, of course it would be torture to extract a confession, and it didn't matter if he retracted his confession; but now he was not in a prison, and this thing in front of him was not a torture record, but a confession written in black and white, and once it was signed, it would definitely be a dead end.

Therefore, I can't admit it if I bite it to death.

The audience was silent, only the sound of unhurried and sneering paper tearing.

Looking at the tearing up of the waste paper, Woods was not in a hurry, and smiled slightly: "It seems that you are still pretending to be confused, in this case, I don't care about any feelings." I don't know the name of this adult?"

"Deputy Director of the Tax Department, Roma!"

"Okay, come on, show some little video to Lord Rohm. ”

Several Templars stepped forward and unleashed the magic image projection with their hands and feet, and one of them took out the magic image crystal ball and put it into the image circle.

The dark blue light curtain stirred with variegated ripples, and Rohm and a cronie of the tax office appeared in the light curtain.

The audience was amazed, and even Rohm was taken aback.

Isn't this yesterday morning, when I haven't torn my face with Duck, and I have a conversation with my cronies!

"You...... Where did you guys steal the film...... Stop, it's fake, fake...... Uh-huh—"

The Templar next to him was prepared, and pressed his face into the dirt: "Be honest, sinner!"

Everyone didn't know what was going on, and the little official in the video said respectfully: "My lord, that Dark, how can we deal with it?"

Rohm grinned and said: "He won't stay for a few days and then get out, the big and small magic sticks in the Inquisition are stupid, this guy is the best in the egg! Look at it, you see, send the apple? Send him the female horse, I may not be able to look at it!"

"That'...... Do you still collect the money for the indulgences collected by the court?"

"Why don't you accept it? The Inquisition has a lot of money, so we can still wait for this money. ”

"But ......"

"Didn't you say it just now, the big fool can't stay for a few days, and when the new director comes, people and land are both born, and they are in a hurry, are you waiting to see people make a fool of themselves? Let's take it for the court first. ”

"So, as usual?"

"Hmm!" Rohm nodded heavily, "According to the usual practice, two percent will be deducted, anyway, those idiots can only recite scriptures, and they don't know how to check accounts, even if they come down to check, are you still afraid of this?"

The little official nodded hurriedly: "Xia Guan understands." ”

"The Holy Day is coming, and in previous years, it was peaceful, but this year, let this big fool stir up, everything is messed up, so let's add two percent of the price of the indulgence to everyone's hard-earned money. ”

The little official almost jumped up with joy: "Lord Xie, Lord Xie." ”

The little official went with a thousand thanks, and everyone in the audience was stupid.

O God of Light.

O my god of light!

Is Rohm crazy?

This kind of thing is actually specially recorded by someone? The recording is called a clear, and the nose hair is seen!

Tired of living?

Knock, someone knelt down, and everyone saw that it was actually that little official!

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business! It's him, it's him, it's Rohm, it's Rom who made me do it! How dare I dig into the corners of the Holy Sect! I'm just running errands, just running errands, just ......"

With a snap, the Templar on the side couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a big slap with a round arm.

The little official decisively fainted.

Woods smiled and took off his snow-white gloves, patted them, and stuffed them into his pockets: "Guys, I think, maybe Director Rohm drank too much that day? Isn't that right?"

The audience resounded with a sparse response, and most of the people trembled again, and they had a hunch that there was definitely more to the terrible thing than this.

Sure enough, Woods said loudly: "Then let's watch a few more wonderful performances, anyway, it's still early, that-bring it!"

The Templar on the side hurriedly handed over the list.

"Next, Mr. Clapton, Commissioner for Justice. ”

With a bang, Clapton fainted instantly, following in the footsteps of the little official.

"Huh, I haven't put it yet, so I'm down, and I'm going to put it on. Let's see how many we can put down! More than 500 people anyway, come on. ”

There was a commotion, and all the officials knelt down: "My lord, my lord, I am gracious!"

Woods looked coldly at the officials who knelt on the ground: "Lord Dack has an order, put it until noon, it's only past nine o'clock, it's still early! I'll draw randomly, whoever smokes will let it go! A group of cowards, have the courage to do it, but don't have the courage to show it?"

The more Woods spoke, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help it, and shouted angrily: "You corpse moths, you have blasphemed the dignity of God, offended the prestige of Director Dark, and want to pretend to be pitiful here to deceive sympathy? Phew, dream! I tell you, the light of God is everywhere, Lord Duck is here to punish you on behalf of God, there is no place where his eyes cannot see! Your only way to survive is to honestly bow your heads and confess your sins, God's guardians!"

The Templars shouted in unison, "Here!"

"Take the confession and let them confess their sins one by one!"

"Yes, my lord, yes!"