Chapter 199
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Vick dragged his body to the courtroom. The first thing he did was to look at the audience. He saw his father Abel and grandfather Alex in the first row. His eyes showed a pleading look.
Alex looked at him and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, child. Grandpa will get you back to your innocence."
Vick's eyes were red. He deeply felt his grandfather's care. His heart was full of remorse and shame. But more than that, he hated the murderer who had framed him!
After Vick took his seat, an old man on the judge's seat coughed and said indifferently: "Silence."
The other people who were pointing at Vick suddenly quieted down. There was a dead silence in the room.
"After the investigation of the magistrate's four disciplinary officers and two deacons, it was decided that Mr. Vick Milan of the Milan family had sneaked into Deacon Huey's house on the afternoon of the 18th of this month and killed Deacon Huey's wife. Do you plead guilty?" The thin old man in the middle looked down at Vick and coldly stared into his eyes.
"I don't plead guilty!" Vick shouted: "I am wronged! I am a knight! I will never lie!"
The thin old man snorted coldly and said, "Silence! Your knight status has been deprived by the Knight's Hall yesterday afternoon! "
Vick's face stiffened. He looked back at his father and grandfather in the stands. After all, he grew up in a noble family. He knew that the reason behind the deprivation of his knight status was because the Knight's Hall had given up on him. There was external pressure on the Knight's Hall. The Knight's Hall had to make a choice. And that choice was to draw a line!
"Deacon Huey's son, Keno, witnessed you killing his mother. At that time, you left in a panic. You were seen by the neighbors on the left side. The necklace you stole was left at the scene. There are witnesses and material evidence. Do you plead guilty?" The thin old man shouted.
Vick's face turned ugly. He clenched his fists. He suddenly felt the humility of a man who rebelled against the law and the world. But he still gritted his teeth and said: "I was framed. There are many doubts. Why didn't you investigate it clearly? You said that Deacon Huey's son saw me. In that case, I killed his mother. Why didn't I kill him? "
"Moreover, you said I stole the necklace? It's ridiculous. My Milan family started with gemstones. What kind of gemstones have I not seen? Why would I steal a necklace? "
The thin old man said coldly, "You didn't kill Keno. Maybe you found your conscience at that time, or maybe you didn't notice Keno's existence. As for why you stole the necklace? The reason was very simple. Perhaps you felt that giving a valuable gold necklace to a dancer from the Moulin Rouge was not worth it, so you stole it back. Of course, it may also be your personal hobby. There are many reasons, but you stole the necklace, which can be proved by witnesses and material evidence. The necklace appeared in Deacon Huey's house and was found by Keno next to Deacon Huey's wife's body, which is also a fact! "
When Vick heard the old man's words, he felt that he had heard the biggest joke in the world. But he couldn't laugh. Instead, anger almost burned his whole chest. He suddenly understood that when the evidence appeared, all words will be overshadowed. When prejudice arises, but trust doesn't exist. All explanations are pale cover-up!
He clenched his fists and tried to restrain the anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said: "I want Deacon Huey's son to confront me!"
The thin old man looked at him and said to the knight next to him: "Bring him here."
The knight nodded. After a moment, a little boy of eight or nine years old came to the court.
The little boy was led by the knight. As soon as he appeared, it attracted the attention of the people from the various news agencies. They recorded everything.
"Keno, please tell us what happened at that time." The thin old man looked at Keno and said in a calm tone.
Keno nodded slightly. He looked at Vick with hatred. Vick saw his eyes and hurriedly said: "Boy, think about it. Are you sure you saw me with your own eyes? I mean my face. "
Keno stared at him: "You were wearing a mask, but I remember your clothes. You were the one who killed my mother."
Vick gritted his teeth: "Boy, if I killed your mother then why didn't I kill you?!" He couldn't wait to strangle the little boy.
Keno clenched his fists: "You didn't find me. I was hiding in the stairs."
"Liar!" Vick angrily said: "I'm a knight. How could I not detect a child nearby?"
"I said that I was hiding!" Keno gritted his teeth: "I was playing hide and seek with my mother. That's why you didn't notice."
Vick choked and couldn't speak for a while.
Dean, who was in the stands, looked at the little boy with a bit of surprise in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly understood why the boy would lie. He secretly sighed in his heart. Hatred could really make a person crazy, even if he was a child.
"Now the evidence is conclusive. Do you plead guilty?" Thin old man indifferently asked.
Vick roared in anger: "I didn't kill anyone! I don't plead guilty! I won't plead guilty even if I die!"
Alex, who was sitting in the front row, slowly stood up and said to the skinny old man: "Sir, there are many suspicious points in this case. Please be sure to represent the justice of the magistrate and investigate this case seriously. Don't let others frame and use commercial means to maliciously retaliate against our family. After all, my grandson was once a knight. Although it has been taken away, he was once a dignified knight. He will never do anything like killing people."
"Is that so?" Thin old man indifferently said: "A knight who has been deprived of his identity is not worthy to be called a knight. A knight's glory is upright. If I remember correctly, Vick likes to go to places like the Moulin Rouge to enjoy singing and dancing. Is this the behavior of a knight?"
Alex was stunned for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said, "But he would never kill a deacon of the Magistrate. This is definitely a conspiracy, a trap!"
"Don't speak if there is no evidence!" Thin old man coldly glanced at him. Both of them were almost the same age. He naturally didn't need to give the other a good face.
"Who said that there is no evidence?" Abel who was silent suddenly stood up. He stood up and said in a cold voice: "Our Milan family has arrested the murderer. He is now being sent here for punishment."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned, and they looked at the thin old man.
The skinny old man's first reaction was to darken his face. Even the magistrate couldn't catch the murderer, so how could a mere noble catch the murderer? He naturally didn't believe it. Even if the murderer was caught, it would be a slap in the face for the magistrate, which would be even more embarrassing. He coldly said: "Catch the murderer? Is there any evidence? "
"Of course, and he has confessed." Abel said.
Old Fulin whispered to Dudian: "They have found a scapegoat."
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