Chapter 203
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Pus Avenue, in front of the Magistrate.
A carriage with the flag of Blon came slowly and stopped in front of the steps of the door. The door was pushed open, and Jenny got out of the carriage. She was dressed in a formal priest's robe, and her hair was tied up in the priest's white top hat. She walked up the steps and entered the court. When she reached the hall on the second floor where the official priests worked, she immediately saw that her colleagues had already arrived and were handling daily cases in their respective seats.
"Hey, Miss Jenny." Someone saw Jenny and was surprised. "I heard you were sick. Are you feeling better?"
Jenny was a little ashamed. This was the reason her father gave her. She replied: "I'm better. I'm sorry to make everyone worry."
"That's good."
"Jenny, good morning."
The others also saw Jenny and greeted her.
Jenny responded to them one by one. Suddenly she saw several colleagues gathered in front of another seat, whispering something. She stepped forward and asked: "What's the big case recently?"
They were chatting happily. When they heard Jenny's words, they noticed her and exclaimed: "You came to work?"
"Today." Jenny curiously looked at them and said: "Are you discussing a big case?"
One of the young priests shook his head and said: "We don't have any big cases in the Puss district. We are talking about the Terre district magistrate. Haven't you heard that Deacon Huey was assassinated? His murderer has finally been found. It turned out to be a young master of the Milan family. Do you think these nobles are …" Suddenly he remembered that Jenny was also a noble, moreover she was an upper class noble, so he immediately shut his mouth.
When Jenny heard his words, her eyes widened and said: "Deacon Huey was assassinated? And it was done by the Milan family? How is it possible? Why would they assassinate Deacon Huey? "
"I don't know." Another young female clergyman shook her head and said: "It is said that Deacon Huey helped the Milan family with some shameful cases. The Milan family was worried that Deacon Huey would be exposed and affect their family, so they secretly assassinated him."
Jenny was startled: "Deacon Huey has handled so many cases. He is fair and strict. How could he help the Milan family? This …"
"The Terre district magistrate has already decided." The young man from before shrugged and said, "I guess he couldn't resist the temptation of money. After all, the Deacon is also a human and needs money."
When Jenny heard his words, her heart felt stifled. She couldn't help but say, "Is money really that important? When we became priests, didn't we have to punish evil and uphold justice?"
The young girl looked at her and said: "You are a nobleman. You have never lacked money since you were a child. Naturally, you can't feel the charm of money …" At this point, she saw the young man next to her winked at her and immediately stopped talking. They looked at each other. The young man said: "I still have a case to deal with, so I will go first." After that, he turned around and returned to his seat.
The rest of them also dispersed.
Jenny's expression was ugly. She bit her lips tightly as if the wall in her heart had been broken. She silently returned to her seat, but she couldn't muster up the slightest bit of enthusiasm for work. She lay on her desk, lost in thought. After a long time, she recovered a little. She glanced at the newspaper on a colleague's desk. She stepped forward and said, "Let me borrow your newspaper."
The colleague saw her and smiled: "Take it."
Jenny thanked him in a low voice and took the newspapers. She returned to her seat and began to flip through them.
"Deacon Huey assassinated the real culprit!"
"Vick Milan is in prison. Who will be the future successor of the Milan family?"
Jenny's fingers trembled as she read the headlines of the newspaper. She didn't believe that it was true. She didn't expect that the murderer turned out to be Vick, who had repeatedly proposed marriage to her in the past few years. She couldn't help but think of the handsome youth's face. He had pursued her many times in the past three years. Although she didn't have the idea of marrying him, she had a good impression of him. She didn't expect that such a promising and elegant noble knight would do such a heinous thing.
"Killed Huey's wife …" Jenny read the following report. There was some pain in her heart. Her father often said that you can't know a person's face. Even an honorary knight of the Knight's Hall would do such a cruel thing?
She gripped the newspaper tightly. Suddenly, in the folds of the newspaper, she accidentally saw a word. With just a glance, her heart inexplicably beat faster. She looked at it intently.
At the bottom of the newspaper, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a report written:
"Milan family didn't lose the Longshan Ruby. It was a family misunderstanding. The magistrate has ruled that Dean is innocent. At present, the Milan family has given 30,000 gold coins as compensation …"
Looking at the records on it, Jenny felt her mind go blank and her mind buzz. After a long time, she came back to her senses and looked at it again. She read it three times in a row to confirm that she did not see wrongly.
"Wronged? He was wronged? " Jenny muttered to herself, her fingers trembling slightly. She couldn't help but recall the boy's heartbroken and desperate gaze and his unrepentant stubbornness when she parted from him in that gloomy prison three years ago.
"I'm not guilty. Why should I admit it?"
"I'm not guilty …"
These words echoed in her ears as if it was yesterday. She could vaguely feel the grief and indignation.
"He is really not guilty …" Jenny's eyes were red. Tears fell from her eyes and soaked the newspaper. "I wronged him. I didn't believe him …" Her heart was in pain. It was as if she could feel how sad and desperate Dudian's mood was at that time. His desperate eyes were like a sharp knife stabbing into her chest. The pain was suffocating.
…
…
In the Ryan Castle.
Dean and Old Fulin were sitting at the breakfast table and eating.
"Your report is so obscure. It doesn't mention the crimes of the Milan family and the imprisonment you received. Instead, it focuses on the compensation from the Milan family." Old Fulin folded the newspaper and looked at it. He shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the Milan family has spent a lot of money on it."
Dean nodded. After yesterday's trial, all the newspapers in the city were reporting about the assassination case and the Milan family. It was like a storm. The reputation of the Milan family was severely hit. Moreover, this matter was a double-edged sword for the Milan family and the magistrate. Both sides suffered losses. However, the magistrate was lighter while the Milan family was heavier.
As for the impact on the entire aristocratic class, it was negligible.
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