Vikander looked at him in astonishment and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?
What did you see about me?
Where did you little brat come from?"
At the end of the sentence, his tone couldn't help but be a little angry.
The two Punisher youths held the little boy's arms to prevent him from lunging at Vikander.
"You are a murderer, I want to kill you, I want revenge."
The little boy struggled hard and looked at Vikander with red eyes.
Vikander looked ugly and said to the two young punishers: "Where did you find this brat?
This is slander and nonsense, slandering the nobles, don't you care?"
The sword-scarred young man sneered slightly and said: "What do you think is the trial court?
He is the son of Deacon Holett and the witness who witnessed you killing Holett's wife last night.
Now, please come back with us to accept the investigation."
Vikander, Abel and others were stunned, but they didn't expect that this little boy was actually Hollett's son.
Abel's face was gloomy, and he stared at the little boy and said, "You said you saw him kill your mother with your own eyes.
If that's the case, why were you not killed?
Also, are you sure it's his face?"
The little boy heard his majestic voice and looked up at him.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
He raised his hand to wipe them away and gritted his teeth and said, "Although I didn't see his face, I will never mistake his clothes."
Yes, he was still wearing a mask yesterday.”
"Clothes" Vikander was startled for a moment, and looked down at his clothes.
A flash of light flashed in his heart, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
After he woke up yesterday, he found that his coat was missing.
He thought he had been raped.
Robbery, the coat and clothes today are the same as yesterday.
The same coat, and there are two or three spare replacements in his wardrobe.
Abel, who was next to him, was relieved when he heard what the little boy said.
He said to the two punishers: "It seems that it was just a small misunderstanding.
There are many people with the same clothes.
My son's taste is similar to other people's.
He should admit his mistake." ” The sword-scarred young man's face darkened, and he said: "Do you think we are going to arrest a child just based on his words?
Don't bother me, are you going to make friends with me now, or not?"
Abel's face changed slightly.
He didn't expect the punisher's attitude to be so tough.
While he was sullen, he was also trying his best to restrain himself.
He knew that the Milan family alone would not be able to withstand the wrath of the trial when it was involved in the Hollett assassination case. , even if they take advantage of the entire Mellon consortium, it will be difficult to do good.
They can only bribe some of the lower-level people, or spend money to hire people at the deacon level on small issues.
If they really offend the court, even the nobles They will also be destroyed, and the Mellon Consortium will only help according to its ability, and it is impossible to devote all the strength of the entire consortium to them.
"Hmph."
Alex behind him snorted coldly and said: "The trial court is getting more and more arrogant.
I will go over and take a look and see for myself."
After saying that, he said to the housekeeper: "Prepare the car."
The steward tremblingly agreed and turned around to give the order.
The expressions of Vikander and Abel changed.
They knew that the matter was irreversible.
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They also knew that if a noble was brought into the trial, no matter what the final result was, it would be extremely detrimental to the family's reputation, and the trial would not Whether they know this or not, since they are here to arrest people, they must be sure of it.
This is also what they are most worried about.
"I will find a way, you go ahead."
Abel looked at Vikander's pleading eyes and sighed.
Vikander clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, feeling aggrieved but unable to resist.
At the sword-scarred youth's wave, a trial knight from behind handed over a pair of handcuffs.
Vikander looked ugly, but still held out his hand.
Abel watched with a gloomy expression as he watched Vikander leave under the leadership of the Judgment Knight.
His thoughts were racing in his heart.
After a moment, he turned and entered the hall.
"Today's breakfast was really good."
In Lane Castle, Dudian finished breakfast, stretched, drank mouthwash tea with a contented face, and said to Fulin, "I'm going out to do something."
Fulin was very interested and said: "What's the matter?"
"It's time to appeal my case."
Dudian smiled, "It's time to completely restore his free status."
He is currently on bail.
Although he can leave prison and move around freely, he is still a criminal after all.
Every once in a while It takes time to report to the trial court.
If the trial court summons you due to new developments in your case, you must be on call.
If you fail to arrive, you will be regarded as a fugitive and will be wanted.
Fulin was stunned for a moment, then changed his expression and said, "You want to take action against the Mellon Consortium?"
"No."
Dudian stood up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, put it on, and said with a smile: "Eat the food in small bites, don't hold it all at once."
After saying that, he turned around and left the restaurant, and went to the door to ask the butler to prepare the car.
Ter Street, in the court of justice.
Alex got off the carriage, wielding a cane, and followed his grandson Vikander to the hall of the trial.
"The prisoners are being interrogated below.
Outsiders are not allowed to enter.
You should wait in the hall."
The thick-browed young man on the left said to Alex implicitly.
Alex snorted coldly and said, "You go ahead and don't worry about me."
At this point, he said to Vikander, "Don't worry, kid.
Since it's a misunderstanding, everything will be fine."
After hearing his words, Vikander's nervous heart calmed down a little, nodded, and left with the two punishers.
In a dark interrogation room.
A slender young woman, wearing the same silver armor, which made the graceful curves of her body look particularly sexy, said to Vikander, who sat down opposite: "Please cooperate with the following investigation."
Seeing her beautiful face, Vikander relaxed a lot from the tension in his heart, showed a smile that he thought was free and easy, and said: "I was wronged, and I will definitely cooperate with your work."
"That's good."
The young woman nodded and said: "Last night, Holett's wife was killed at home.
At that time, Holett's son Jino saw you with his own eyes.
Although you were wearing a mask, your clothes exposed you, and, When you left in a hurry, the neighbors and passers-by all saw you coming out of Howlett's house and hurriedly getting into a carriage and leaving.
We have found these witnesses and can provide testimony at any time. " Vikander was startled, with an ugly face, and said: "Don't say you, you, you, this is really a misunderstanding, how could I kill Deacon Howlett, am I crazy?
How could I do such a stupid thing?
Someone must be wearing it."
The same clothes framed me.
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Oh, by the way, I encountered something yesterday.
I was attacked and knocked unconscious.
When I woke up, my coat was missing.
It must have been the person who attacked me.
Deliberately framed me” The young woman glanced at him and nodded: "Then let me ask you, did you go to the Moulin Rouge on Lido Street yesterday?"
Vikander was slightly startled and said hurriedly: "Yes, I was at the Moulin Rouge yesterday afternoon.
How could I possibly kill Holett's wife at such a distance?"
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