In the main hall of the Paris Police Station, a man's high-pitched voice made all the police officers' ears ring.
"What?! You're telling me that Yang Cheng has been taken away?! Captain Bolton, are you crazy?! He's a murderer! You made a decision so easily without going through any legal procedures. That's illegal! Knowingly breaking the law, you're guilty! " The Caucasian lawyer, Chalmer, was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was holding a briefcase in his hand as he slammed the nearby desk and roared loudly.
After receiving Goodman's request, he had quickly obtained a large amount of information about Yang Cheng through various channels and rushed to the police station. He thought that Yang Cheng would be taken into custody, but unexpectedly, the moment he arrived, he heard from the police that Yang Cheng had been taken away three minutes ago!
As the on-duty officer, Bolton accompanied Fodessa back to the office and bumped into Charmo.
After all, Fodessa wasn't a member of the police force. Under such circumstances, he didn't interrupt and let Bolton handle the matter.
Due to their daily work, Charmo and Bolton were very familiar with each other's identities as the "Captain of the Counter Terrorism Unit". Thus, they weren't polite at all when they spoke.
Bolton frowned. He was already annoyed that Fodessa had been beaten up, so he wasn't in the mood to chat with Charmo. He snorted coldly. "Lawyer Charmo, if you're here to cause trouble, this is the police station. We've already released him, so this isn't something we can control. You can sue us in court, but I can only tell you that you'll be the one suffering in the end! "
"Are you trying to intimidate me?! Bolton! You fatty, do you know who you're talking to?! I'm Charmo! The ace lawyer of Paris! There's no case I can't win, and there's no villain I can't sue! " Charmo wasn't afraid at all. He pointed at Bolton's flushed face and scolded, "I'll make sure that Hua Xia, Yang Cheng, stays in jail. A life for a life. I'll make sure he'll be executed by shooting!"
Just as Bolton was about to scold back, his eyes glazed over and he immediately swallowed all the words he wanted to say.
Charmo realized that Bolten was staring blankly behind him and couldn't help but turn around in bewilderment.
When he saw an unfamiliar middle-aged man standing behind him, Charmo asked unhappily, "Who are you? I know everyone in the police station. You're not from here."
The one who appeared behind Charmo was Depney, who had just sent Yang Chen away.
Depney sized Charmo up with a strange smile. "You're Charmo from Gordon Law Firm, the one known as the ace lawyer of Paris?"
"Yes, I am," Charmo said proudly.
Depney nodded. "Did you just say that you want Yang Cheng to be sent to prison and executed?"
Charmo puffed out his chest and replied, "You didn't hear wrong. What, are you also a criminal accomplice?!"
Depney laughed out loud. His ashen skin was flushed with a sickly red, and his turbid eyes revealed a cold glint. He lowered his voice and said, "Pig-Like lawyer, I'm sorry to tell you that although I don't know if Yang Cheng will be sent to prison, I have to tell you … you have to go to prison now!"
"What? Are you trying to scare me? I … "
Charmo was about to yell when he realized that a fist was already flying towards him!
"Bang!"
Charmo couldn't dodge Depney's punch at all and fell to the ground in a daze. Half of his face was red and swollen, and he saw stars in a daze.
Depney took out a white handkerchief to wipe his bloody fist and said, "Throw him into the place where prisoners on death row are kept. Pick a day and send him to meet God."
The police officers on the scene paled and could only look at Bolten. After all, he was the officer of the police station.
Bolten's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He didn't expect that the ace lawyer with limitless potential would be "sentenced to death" just like that. He was very clear that since Depney said to let him die, he had to die. Therefore, he signaled his two subordinates to take Charmo away with his eyes, but he didn't dare to ask Depney why he was doing this …
Fodessa, who had been watching everything from the back, walked up and nodded at Depney. "Chief, can we find a quiet place to discuss some things?"
Depney glanced at his assistant from the corner of his eyes and finally nodded, leading the way out of the office.
When the two of them reached the end of the corridor, Depney stopped and said with his back facing Fodessa, "You want to ask who took Yang Cheng away, right?"
"Yes, I need a reason. I can't just watch such a dangerous person slip away from my hands." Fodessa tried his best to control his tone and clenched his fists tightly.
Although his back was facing Fodessa, Depney seemed to have seen Fodessa's expression clearly. He snorted in disdain and said, "It's useless even if you're not convinced. Not to mention you, even I, and even our President, have to be courteous to that person. Unless we want to cause a dispute between countries, if that person wants to be bailed out by that lady … even if he is a terrorist, we have to let him go! "
Fodessa raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion. "Chief, I don't know who it is."
"You should have read about the bloody massacre between the British and Welsh royals from nine years ago from the bureau's confidential documents, right?" Depney said slowly.
Fodessa was a little stunned, not understanding why the 'grey history' of the British royal family was suddenly brought up. He replied, "Yes, I remember it clearly. Back then, it was the British royal family that tried to eliminate the original orthodox royal family of Wales to achieve their goal of unifying Wales. However, due to the interference of the Rothschild family and other unknown forces, Princess Catherine of the Welsh royal family and the young Princess Jane miraculously returned to the royal family after disappearing for a while. After that, several important members of the British royal family mysteriously 'died'. Britain's MI5 spent a lot of effort to prevent the incident from causing too much of a commotion and panic among the people. "
"That's right. After that, the crown prince of the British royal family could only be the Prince of Wales without any real power. Although the Welsh royal family still exists as a 'hidden royal family' and doesn't reveal its existence to the people, from a practical point of view, the British royal family is already at a disadvantage … The real King of Great Britain should be the Welsh royal family … "Depney said.
Fodessa nodded. "I remember that document very well. There are too many suspicious points about the incident nine years ago. Be it the survival of Catherine and her daughter, the silence of the British royal family, or the silence of MI5, all of these are too abnormal. However, I have to admit that the current Welsh royal family has surpassed the British royal family, be it in terms of status behind the scenes or in terms of economic status. Moreover, the current crown prince of Wales, Princess Jane, is already the core of the British Royal Academy of Sciences, or even the leader of the world's technology. With such a successor, the Welsh royal family's position is deeply rooted. "
"You're right. There are indeed too many suspicious points, but that's not what we should be concerned about, because even MI5 has maintained their silence." Depney turned around, his eyes gleaming as he said in a deep voice, "The person who contacted me and asked me to bring Yang Cheng out was none other than the one who was officially crowned as the Welsh queen last year, the original Princess Catherine, and now, Her Majesty Queen Catherine …"
The moment he finished speaking, Fodessa's expression completely froze in shock …
"Ah — choo!!"
The Rolls-Royce Phantom moved slowly on the road, as steady as if it was walking.
Inside the carriage, after a sweet snort, the woman very irresponsibly raised her arm and wiped her tall nose on the exquisite silk of the violet court dress, which could be considered as wiping away the snot.
This was a tall woman with long chestnut-colored hair. Time did not leave many traces on her body. Her exquisite facial features were like those of the fairies in the fairy tales. Every part of her body exuded a breathtaking charm, especially her pair of blue-green eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she was extremely captivating.
If there was one place that could tell her true age, perhaps it was that voluptuous figure wrapped in the purple court dress. A mature and beautiful woman's voluptuousness was incomparable to that of an ordinary young girl. All sorts of exaggerated but not overly graceful curves were enough to make any man's blood boil. Beneath the dress, there were two sections of fair calves that could not help but be exposed. Her tight skin was like that of a newborn baby, making one want to pounce on her and take a bite.
However, at this moment, such a peerless socialite was doing something that even a little girl would find embarrassing — using her sleeve to wipe her snot.
"Catherine, you're a Queen after all. After so many years, can't you change your childish habits? In terms of body, you're a mature version of Jane, but in terms of mind, you're really regressing. "Yang Cheng, who was sitting opposite the woman, opened his arms and put one hand on Edward's shoulder. Looking at the Queen of Wales who was like a goddess in the eyes of others, he said helplessly.
Catherine pouted her red lips, her expression no different from that of a seven or eight year old girl. Her sweet voice was like that of a seventeen or eighteen year old girl. "My dear Chenchen, I guess some bad guy is thinking of me again. That's why I sneezed."
If it was possible, Yang Cheng really wanted to stab himself with a knife. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he said, "It's not about you sneezing, it's about why you didn't take a tissue and had to wipe it on your clothes!"
"It's convenient. Tissue is so troublesome, and I have to throw it away after taking it …" Catherine pouted in grievance and said, "Seriously, you guys are so annoying. It's not like you don't know that I'm lazy. You and Jane are the same. You always say this and that at home, making me lose face as a mother. No matter what, I'm still a Queen. "
Edward, who was sipping red wine with his head lowered, had a dark expression on his face. He asked hesitantly, "I say … Aunt, who told you that you'll sneeze when someone misses you? Also, Chenchen, what's going on with Jane? "
Catherine giggled sweetly and said, "Jane told me when she was telling me about Hua Xia's culture. Hua Xia people use overlapping words to address someone they're close to. Actually, I can also call you Hua Hua. "
Edward hurriedly shook his head and almost choked on his wine.
"That's right, Chenchen, you might not know, but in order to understand the country you were born in, Jane read many books about Hua Xia's culture. You also know that I'm illiterate and it's not easy for me to read, but I also want to know about your country, so I let her tell me stories every night. I can fall asleep listening to them … However, I haven't been able to listen to stories these days. It's all your fault. You called my precious Jane to Hua Xia. Now, you've come to Paris, and my Jane hasn't come back yet. She's my only daughter … "Catherine said angrily.
Yang Cheng's expression froze. He didn't know what to say. He looked at Catherine, who had a tsundere expression, and felt as helpless as when they first met.
On the side, Edward said gloomily, "Aunt, as the Queen of Wales and a direct descendant of the Rothschild family, you only know English and can't read … This is a disgrace … You're almost forty years old, and you still want your daughter to tell you bedtime stories. Do you think that's proper?"
Hearing this, Catherine finally fell silent. She lowered her head, frowned slightly, and didn't say anything.
Edward felt that his words were too harsh. He sighed and comforted, "Aunt, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you should become more like an adult. That way, Jane won't have to worry too much about you."
Catherine suddenly raised her head, blinked her beautiful watery eyes, and nodded. "I know, I'll be careful in the future … Hua Hua …"
"Pfft — —"
Edward couldn't hold back the mouthful of red wine he just drank and spat it out.
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