The Litigation Management Division of the National Police Agency, or "Litigation" for short, is a new institution that emerged during the previous king's tenure, and its main function is to connect the National Police Agency with the courts, giving ordinary people a channel to fight lawsuits.

The emergence of this institution stemmed from the cult incident among the nobility at that time, and several nobles somehow worshipped the cult and believed in the cult doctrine of plundering flesh and blood in order to live forever, which led to the death of a large number of civilians. In the face of the wrath of the Holy Church, the House of Elders of the Noble Lords had to make concessions, and so the kingdom set up such an institution.

It's just that from the beginning of its establishment, this institution was destined to be a Qingshui Yamen that he didn't love and didn't love. Even the people in Shenghui City who are not familiar with the world know that the common people want to bring down those noble lords, is it possible?

And being transferred to this department means that this person is at the end of his rope in becoming an official, and there is no possibility of progress. What's more, in this department, what oil and water can be fished? There is no future and no windfall, so this department is seen by everyone in the National Police Agency as a place of bad luck.

"Are you looking for the litigation management office? are you going to sue the nobles?", Donovan scratched his head and kindly persuaded: "As the saying goes, the arm can't twist the thigh, even if you suffer a little anger from those noble lords, just bear with it." After so many years, what commoner can go against those nobles and end well?"

Saying that, Donovan glanced at the beautiful woman again, "Is it because of this woman?" This family is not popular, so they found here?", the sympathy in his heart increased a little more when he thought of this.

"Hehe, some time ago, didn't those aristocratic lords suffer a big loss because of the common people?", the old man said with some stubbornness.

"That's because they have the backing of the Holy Sect!", Donovan shook his head, disapproving. It's just that when he saw the confident expressions of the woman and the old man, he suddenly reacted: "These two people don't seem to be stupid people who don't know what to do, they can run over and sue the nobles so swaggeringly, there must be someone behind them." Coupled with what the old man just said, could it be that the church instructed them to come over? Is this holy sect going to deal with those nobles again?"

Thinking of this, Donovan didn't dare to delay any longer, and accepted the lust, led the two to a room in the middle of the third floor, and introduced: "This is the director of the Litigation Management Division, responsible for everything in the Litigation Management Division. ”

Director Meyer looks like an extremely ordinary, middle-aged man who can be seen everywhere. The only thing that could surprise people was his big belly that didn't match his physique. Perhaps it was because of this big belly that Director Meyer was always reluctant to leave his chair, which caused his belly to swell more and more over the years.

In fact, Director Meier looked sluggish at this time, he was just woken up by Donovan in his sleep. He looked at Donovan blankly, then at the woman and the old man in front of him, and after a while, he finally asked in a daze, "Are you in the wrong place?"

Donovan sighed, and in the spirit of pulling his colleague by the kindness, he whispered in the ear of Director Meier: "They are here to find the litigation management office, as if they want to sue some nobleman." Be careful, they seem to have the support of the Holy Cult behind them. ”

Hearing the word "Holy Sect", Director Meyer shuddered. Now in this holy city, who hears this word is not in awe. If in the past, people's feelings for the Holy Religion were more respectful for the sake of faith, then now it is definitely fear and fear that account for the majority.

At this time, Director Meier couldn't wait to beat Donovan's smiling face on the side into a pig's head. He just thought with his toes, and he knew that he was involved in the struggle between the Holy Sect and the nobles, and it was a rat that fell into the bellows—angry at both ends. But everyone had already come to the door, and he had to receive it again.

"If I had been notified in advance, I would have taken a sick leave to escape. ", he thought to a few people with chagrin.

Director Meyer put on a smiling face and said to the woman and the old man with a pleasant face: "You two have to think clearly, suing the nobles is not a trivial matter. If you make a mistake, it will be a disaster. He said with a slight threat, hoping to dispel the idea of their lawsuit.

"You must have misunderstood, we didn't say we were going to sue the nobles!", said the red-haired woman.

Director Meyer was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief with great joy. He glanced at Donovan reproachfully, and thought, "A little young is a little young, why did you recklessly lead people here before you could inquire clearly?" ”

At this time, Donovan was also at a loss, and said in his heart: "Obviously, you said before that you were looking for a lawsuit, but I can hear these two words clearly, and there will be no mistakes." ”

I heard the woman continue: "But this litigation management office does not stipulate that you must sue the nobles, right?"

"Hey, is it?", Donovan was stunned, is this the case?

Director Meyer sighed, "It's true that when it was first established, there were no restrictions on the types of lawsuits. But if you have a dispute with someone else, you can just go to this patrolman directly, and what kind of lawsuit will you fight? He pointed at Donovan, who already had a "go or don't go" expression on his face.

"The patrol can't be the master of this matter, even the police department can't be the master, and the laws of the kingdom must be the master for us. The red-haired woman said with a smile.

At this time, Director Meier was already quite impatient, he slowly took a sip of hot water, "What a big breath, who are you going to sue?

"We have to sue Pope Gregory, the ruler of the Holy Church. ”

With a "poof", Director Meier squirted hot water out of his mouth and began to cough violently. And Donovan on the side was not choked by saliva, and began to cough non-stop. For a while, the room was full of coughing sounds, and the two of them were coughing out of breath, and they were about to cough out their lungs.

"You say...... You want...... Accusing who?", Director Meyer asked, coughing incredulously. At this time, his face was red, like a ripe prawn.

"Pope Peter, Pope Linus, Pope Anécrete, Clemente...... Pope Gregory. The red-haired woman reported a list of names in one breath. It was the Holy Pope of the past, but in her mouth, she was as ordinary and casual as a cat and a dog, A, B, C, and D.