Ye Qingxuan's defense was a lawyer from Avalon, named Aldrich, an old man who looked like his hair was about to fall out.

When he speaks, he is slow, and he can't say a hundred words in ten minutes, which makes people feel anxious.

Most of the time, the old man seemed to be in a daze, and when it was his turn to speak, he would ask the other party to repeat it again because of the back of his ear.

Sometimes, because he had forgotten the text, he had to flip through the book of laws beside him that was so thick that it almost killed people.

The book seemed to be as old as he was, plastered with sticky notes, and the notes were so dense that they needed to be read with a magnifying glass.

There were also two young people next to him who were in charge of serving tea, pouring water and handing over the spittoon, helping him to breathe smoothly when he coughed......

It's almost suspicious that the lawyer's license is still not valid.

But in fact, there is no doubt about the professionalism of this old man.

Just by looking at the prosecutor's expression when he appeared, you knew how bad he was.

In addition to obtaining enough six bar licenses to be used in other countries, Aldrich also serves as the vice president of the Avalon National College II, a leading figure in the field of law.

If you do the math, almost all of Anglo's high judges are his disciples!

Sixty years later, when this old man was thirty years old, he had participated in the revision and evaluation of the laws of the Holy City!

The older the ghosts are, the more refined they are, and the older they are, the cheaper they are.

And now, this old thing has become a piece of kraft candy.

Almost all the whole process is out of the world, closing his eyes and recuperating, occasionally two sentences are stuck to the other party's omissions, relying on the old and selling the old, reminiscing about the past at every turn, but he speaks slowly, stumbling, and people can't wait to lift him upside down and pour out all the words at once.

It has been three hours since the court opened, and the two sides are still spinning around because of what Ye Qingxuan did in Auschwitz a month ago, and the scope is getting bigger and bigger, and almost all the musicians and schools involved in the Auschwitz trial have been involved......

If the judge grants his wish, it will take more than three months to prepare for the investigation and presentation of evidence, and then the trial is expected to last up to a year!

He's dragging his feet!

"You can't spend it with him. ”

Next to the prosecutor, the person dressed as a recorder glanced at the old man with his eyes closed, and whispered: "Aldrich, that old turtle is best at boiling one thing to the end, and the longest property right case he once spent ten years with people......

Anglo was not sure about this matter, so he would pull him out. You don't want to be carried away by his rhythm, go through those details, thirty charges, any one is confirmed, and we will win. ”

The prosecutor was silent for a moment, dropped the manuscript in his hand, and took out another thick stack of documents from the suitcase next to him—a change of strategy.

Aldrich, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes a line, looked at them, and closed them again, as if in deep thought. But the lips under the thick white whiskers quietly opened and closed, making a subtle hoarse sound.

"Bring my glasses, and medicine. ”

"Teacher ......"

The student next to Aldrich was stunned, as if he could see the turbid current rushing from the old pupils.

"It can't be delayed any longer. If the other party doesn't follow my rhythm, I can't mess around anymore. Otherwise, it will give the judge an excuse and expel me. ”

Aldrich opened his mouth, swallowed two green capsule pills, drank half a cup of hot water, and muttered vaguely: "The next thing is to fight in the ring, to fight fast."

At such a time, we cannot take a single step back.

Taking a step back, the person was pushed off the cliff.

You have to stand in front of him. ”

Visible to the naked eye, the feeling of old and languishing in his body disappeared. He raised his head, his cloudy pupils widening like an angry python, exhaling a long breath of decay that had accumulated in his heart.

"Don't worry, when you were young, you killed so many people with random punches, how could you be beaten down by this routine when you are old?"

He put down the water glass, got up silently, and said in a loud voice:

"Mr. Judge, we question the so-called 'hero' in the mouth of the prosecutor!"

"As far as I know, the Holy City has never acknowledged the existence of any so-called war heroes, and the aura on Colt is nothing more than folk rumors.

The Romulus affair has not yet officially ended, and regardless of the connection between the 'winged people' in the latest dark world, I would only like to correct one point based on the evidence we have so far: Colt is not the upright hero of the prosecutor's mouth, on the contrary, there is a lot of evidence that shows his own dark face!

Is it too rash for the prosecutor to ignore reality in this way?

Moreover, the contribution of my client to Romulus is obvious to all musicians, and no one can deny it!

If the title of hero exists, it must not belong to a villain like Colt who sells his reputation and deceives the world!"

The prosecutor was stunned, but he didn't expect Aldrich to take the initiative to stop the meaningless entanglement in the dead corner, but at the same time, he ...... I felt another toothache.

The old man got serious.

It's hard......

"Everything is subject to the investigation of the Silent Agency. The prosecutor retorted: "No one is in a position to question him until the results of the investigation are out." ”

"Really?"

Aldrich threw out a document and sneered: "Even if Colt has confessed to so many people at the gates of the Holy City?"

"Words spoken in a state where personal liberty is not guaranteed cannot be used as evidence!"

The prosecutor glared at Aldrich: "What's more, as far as I know, Ye Qingxuan is a psychic musician, which can be called outstanding." How can it be concluded that he did not use his power to force Colt to say something that was against his heart?"

Aldrich stretched out his hand, and the student handed over another document: "According to the autopsy results, there is no aether left in Colt's brain, and there is no trace of Psychology's forcible control. ”

"No matter how much you argue about it, it can't be changed: it was a deliberate murder! It has even caused the death of many clergy of the Order. ”

The prosecutor asked rhetorically: "If Colt is really guilty, then why didn't Ye Qingxuan report to the Holy City and let him be investigated and tried, but chose to ignore the law and use lynching?"

Is it possible to kill people at will as long as there is a righteous and awe-inspiring excuse?"

Hearing this, Aldrich laughed instead.

For some reason, the prosecutor instinctively felt a little uneasy.

"I'm going to correct a little bit. ”

Aldrich raised a finger and said solemnly: "This has nothing to do with law and order, this is a duel between musicians." ”

The prosecutor was stunned.

"If I'm not mistaken, due to the complexity and peculiarities of the musicians themselves, there is a clause in the laws of the Holy City: duels may be fought with the consent of both musicians.

Both sides live and die, and each has its own destiny. In such a duel, there is no need to bear legal responsibility. ”

Aldrich slowly opened the law in his hand, read out the relevant articles word by word, and looked up at the judge: "I wonder if what I said is false?"

"Nonsense!"

The prosecutor was furious: "Duels have their own inherent etiquette, how can they be confused with such despicable murder?"

Judge Borja's face was still indifferent, but he bowed: "Defender, pay attention to your words and don't confuse the definition. ”

"Really?"

Aldrich bowed: "Then look at the evidence, I think, it is enough to justify this duel." ”

"This is the image that the Apocalyptic musician read from the aether at that time, and I think the prosecution also has a copy of the restoration of the scene, which is enough to prove the authenticity of this evidence. ”

The tiny ether ball was handed to the court's musician, and when activated, the image was projected into the air.

A vague and panicked voice came.

"I ...... You...... Not...... Ye, Ye Qingxuan, the matter can still be reversed! That's right, it can be reversed! Don't be impulsive, I can ......."

A melted sword stabbed into the ground.

"Come on, Colt. Haven't you been waiting for this moment?" this was Ye Qingxuan's voice, "I'll give you the opportunity to fight a decisive battle, and if it's a man, pick up the sword."

It's okay to do anything, as long as you don't talk. ”

After a long silence, the figure representing Colt drew his sword.

"You will regret it, Ye Qingxuan, you will definitely ......"

This is where the picture comes to an abrupt end.

There was a long silence.

The prosecutor's face turned pale.

In the past, this was just an ordinary conversation, but from the point of view of the Duel Law, it was completely in line with the rules, and the only thing missing was a notary.

Moreover, since Anglo proposed this bill, he will definitely not miss this premise. Maybe you've dug a pit and waited for yourself to jump in.

In that case, let's think differently......

Thinking of this, he hesitated, looked at Aldrich's calm face, but began to hesitate: Is it possible that this is also a trap that the old fox induced him?

Although Ye Qingxuan has committed so many seemingly definite and irrefutable crimes, for lawyers, especially Aldrich, an old fox who has played with the law for most of his life, I don't know how many loopholes there are to exploit.

The other party is so aggressive, does it have any reliance on the negative strategy just now?

The back of his neck was a little damp.

Sweat.

Soon, the recorder next to him pushed a note without a trace. When the prosecutor glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he raised his voice: "I apply to question the suspect Ye Qingxuan!"

Aldrich frowned: "I object!"

"The objection is invalid. ”

The judge dropped the gavel and bowed his head to give permission.

Aldrich's expression remained the same, except for a hint of gloom in his eyes.

If you can't find a breakthrough from yourself, do you start with the suspect...... At the beginning of the game, no one knew what cards the opponent had in his hand, nor what kind of trap the prosecutor had laid.

Just say the wrong thing...... No, one word will cause a lot of trouble!

Seeing the prosecutor coming over, Aldrich deliberately raised his voice and said to Ye Qingxuan almost offending the court: "Mr. Ye, you don't have to speak, and you don't need to answer any questions from him. ”

"Suspects must not be forced to incriminate themselves, you have the right to silence rule. ”

He said to Ye Qingxuan, "If his question is offended, I will interrupt him at any time." ”

The judge dropped the gavel.

Warning once.

"Mr. Aldrich, I hope you will not interfere with the normal order of the court. Borja said coldly: "The prosecutor can start questioning." ”

The prosecutor smiled and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

The young man was watching him, too.

At that moment, the prosecutor had an inexplicable trance, like an instant blur of his mind, and only those eyes were left in his eyes, completely forgetful.

In the next moment, he came to his senses and got rid of this delusion.

But those eyes were still silent, looking at him.

For some reason, it made him a little flustered.

"Good eyes. ”

Without waiting for him to ask, Ye Qingxuan made a voice: "I have seen such eyes in many people......" He paused, his brows furrowed: "You want to kill me?"

The prosecutor was stunned, and his expression twitched subconsciously, restraining his urge to turn back.

But Ye Qingxuan seemed to have an insight into what he wanted to do, and his gaze turned and fell to the prosecutor's original seat, as well as the recorder next to the seat.

Then his expression became puzzled.

"Do you want to see him?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "Why?"

The prosecutor was stunned, silent, and pale.

"Ye Qingxuan, now it's me who ...... you"

"You've been seen through. ”

There was a sighing voice behind him, it was the recorder.

He got up, took off the clumsy round-framed glasses on his face, revealing a thin and ordinary face, with gray hair on his sideburns, and shook his head slightly: "Let me come." ”

The prosecutor was stunned, his face turned blue and pale. Aldrich's expression became ugly.

"Bastien ......"

He sneered: "I didn't expect that the famous Holy City Inquisitor would deign to be a recorder and let the young man stand in front of him, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Young people always have to exercise, Aldrich, when people are old, they have to learn to be virtuous. ”

After Bastião finished speaking, without waiting for Aldrich to object, he submitted his identity certificate and qualification certificate in accordance with the procedure, and soon Judge Borja bowed:

"Passed. ”

So Bastion stepped forward.

He stared into Ye Qingxuan's eyes, polite and serious, but not offensive.

just took a stack of documents from the original prosecutor and said lightly:

"Mr. Ye Qingxuan, let me show you a few things next. I hope you will answer my feelings truthfully after reading it. ”

After a while, Ye Qingxuan's jaw bowed.

But when Bastião pulled out a photograph, in the corner of the audience, Lancelot, who was silent, suddenly raised his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's a bit bad now......"

In the jury seat, Maxwell, who represented Anglo, also frowned-

I wanted to write more, but there is an urgent matter temporarily, sorry, tomorrow I will make up for 5,000. (To be continued.) )