Everyone in the courtroom turned their heads to look at the figure at the door.
It was a man in a purple suit. He was thin, and there was a wicked smile on his lips.
"Feng Bujue?" When Phantom Dawn saw Brother Jue, the name slipped out of his lips.
It would have been fine if he did not say it, but once he did … the courtroom exploded.
"What? He is Feng Bujue? "
"The legendary Feng Bujue?"
"That's weird … I hear he has four heads, and his eyes can shoot out death rays."
"Nonsense! I heard that Feng Bujue is the sworn brother of the leader of the demons. He has seventy-two transformations, a hairy face, and a mouth … "
"Stop bullsh * tting. Feng Bujue is supposed to be a fair-skinned, handsome young man. Everything below his head is half beastman …"
Obviously, Brother Jue's reputation in the scenario was so widespread that everyone knew about him. The NPCs from various planets in the main universe had all heard of his name before. But … there was a problem with the way they got their information. Basically, the information that they got was based on rumors and rumors. This caused them to have different degrees of misunderstandings about Brother Jue.
However, in the information about Brother Jue, there was a core piece of information … that was not distorted by the rumors.
Therefore, all the NPCs there had a basic consensus, and that was — Feng Bujue was a man who had created many legends. He was despicable, cunning, and not someone to be trifled with.
Bang bang bang!
"Silence!" Several seconds later, the clerk slammed the gavel on the table and ordered the noisy crowd to stop.
Soon, the courtroom quieted down again.
The judge in the black robe also spoke. "Feng Bujue, how dare you break into the courtroom during the trial? Do you know the punishment for disrespecting the Court of Truth? "
"I was in a hurry when I entered the courtroom, and I accidentally broke the door." Brother Jue walked forward and interrupted the man. "At most, it's just vandalism. What does that have to do with contempt of court?" As he spoke, he furrowed his brows and pointed at the damaged door behind him. "Besides, this broken door has been in disrepair for a long time. Instead of saying that I destroyed public property, it would be better to say that this door ran out of service when I was using it normally."
"How dare you!" In the face of this blatant sophistry, the clerk suddenly became angry. It was as if he had been possessed by a county magistrate. He roared out two words that were almost impossible to use in a "court", but were frequently used in a "court". Then, he raised his gavel and slammed it down again.
Bang … Crack …
Unexpectedly, because he used too much force, the gavel broke after he struck it down.
"Look, there are broken things everywhere. The hardware of your courtroom lacks maintenance … How can you blame me for that?" Feng Bujue was even more reasonable now. "Then, the clerk breaking the gavel is also a contempt of court?"
"You …" The clerk's anger rose again, but there was nothing else he could break. He slammed his fist on the table, but he was afraid that he might break the podium, so he could only glare at Brother Jue.
"Alright, alright." Two seconds later, the judge lowered his head to tell the clerk, "Polk, calm down. Be careful of your image."
His indifferent words made the clerk, who had a thunderous voice and an imposing aura, tremble in fear.
"I … I am sorry … Your Honor." The clerk called Polk turned his head back respectfully. "I have lost my composure …"
"Never mind." The judge waved his hand that was hidden under the black robe and picked up the gavel before him. There was another one on the podium, and this one was naturally for the judge to use. "In any case …"
Bang!
As he spoke, the judge raised the gavel lightly and knocked it on the wooden gavel on the table.
In an instant, a formless energy burst forth, causing everyone in the court to tremble.
"So, that's how it is … The judge is using mental power …" In less than half a second, Phantom Dawn analyzed the judge's main power system from that one hit.
The judge was oblivious to that. He turned to Brother Jue and said, "Feng Bujue, I will not pursue the matter of you breaking the door … but you suddenly barged into this courtroom, interrupted the trial, and said something like 'objection' … What is the meaning of this?"
"Isn't my meaning obvious enough?" When Brother Jue said that, he walked to the side of the dock. He raised his arm and pointed at Phantom Dawn. "I am stopping my client from confessing."
"Hmm?" The judge heard that and hesitated before asking, "You are Phantom Dawn's lawyer?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue gave an affirmative answer without changing his expression.
"Hey, hey …" Phantom Dawn narrowed his eyes at Brother Jue. "Who asked you to defend me?"
Feng Bujue ignored Phantom Dawn's question. He turned to the judge and said, "Your Honor, the Court of Truth allows the defendant to hire a lawyer to defend themselves, right?"
"That's right," the judge replied. The judge replied in a low voice, "But … the lawyer hired by the defendant must be qualified to practice law." He paused. "Feng Bujue, let me make this clear. Don't think you can get away with your identity as a traveler from another world …" He tapped the table lightly with his finger and continued. "The lawyer's qualification that I'm talking about has to be a certificate from the government of a legal territory in the main universe."
"Humph …" At that moment, the brown-skinned prosecutor stood up and smirked coldly at Brother Jue. "Feng Bujue, if you cannot prove your qualification, then you are also in contempt of court!"
"Oh?" When Brother Jue heard that, he turned around to look at the prosecutor. "Who are you, you poop faced bird?"
"Poop faced … bird?" The prosecutor had not heard that term in his life. "You b * stard! I'm the famous and illustrious … Biff Murray, also known as the Invincible Procurator! You dare to call me a poop faced bird? "
"Poop faced bird, poop faced bird! Poop faced bird … "After Feng Bujue heard the man's self-introduction, he repeated the term three times in front of the man, and his tone was getting louder and louder.
Bifu was so angry that he was trembling, but he couldn't argue with the rascal in front of him. He could only complain to the judge like a bullied child, "Your honor! I object! He insulted me! "
"Sustained," the judge replied and turned to Brother Jue. "Feng Bujue, please mind your choice of words."
"Okay." Feng Bujue nodded at the judge and then turned around to walk to Biff. "I'm sorry, Prosecutor Biff, I shouldn't have called you a poop faced bird. Although this term more accurately describes the overall image of your appearance in the eyes of us Earthlings, calling you this … still seems to be offensive to public decency. I won't call you Poop Face Birdman anymore. At least in court, I won't call you Poop Face Birdman anymore. As for whether I call you Poop Face Birdman in private, or if I accidentally mention Poop Face Birdman to others when you're not around … "
"Enough is enough, you b * stard!"
When Biff heard the word 'sorry', the thought that crossed his mind was, 'This Feng Bujue seems to be quite polite.' But then, the man used the same term to insult him five more times, and it did not seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. This made Biff explode in anger.
"Feng Bujue, if you mention that term again, I will have to accuse you of contempt of court." The judge gave his final warning.
"Okay, okay …" Feng Bujue shrugged and walked toward the judge's seat.
"What are you doing?" Polk stood up in alarm.
"Relax, Mr. Clerk." Feng Bujue casually took out something from his backpack. "I'm just going to show you something." As he spoke, he handed a piece of paper to Polk. "Please show it to His Honor."
After handing over the document, Brother Jue turned around and used a provocative gaze to look at the poop faced … or rather, at Biff. "This document … was personally given by the Count of Script — the 'Book World's Lawyer Certificate'. Brother Jue's Detective Club is no doubt a 'legal territory' in the main universe, and he himself … is the 'legal government' there. " At this point, he licked his lips and made a face at Biff. "The question that some people have … about my lawyer qualification … shouldn't be a problem anymore, right?"
"Hmm … The document is fine." The judge soon finished reading the document. "Madman …" He thought about it and changed his tone. "Defense lawyer, this court admits that you have the right to represent Phantom Dawn."
"I say …" Phantom Dawn placed his elbows on the table of the defendant's stand. He held his cheeks and put on an impatient expression. "Is anyone listening to me or not? I've already said that I'm going to plead guilty … and I don't want that man to represent me … "
"Defense lawyer, you heard him. Your client refuses to allow you to represent him." The judge turned to Brother Jue.
"I object," Feng Bujue replied.
"Hey … you have the right to object to that?" Phantom Dawn was shocked.
"That's right … Defense lawyer, what are you objecting to?" The judge was also confused.
"The defendant is a minor, so matters related to his defense should be decided by his legal representative. He has no right to reject my request," Feng Bujue replied.
"Hmm …" The judge thought about it. "Is that so …" He paused for half a second. "Then, who is the defendant's legal representative?"
"It's me." Feng Bujue patted his chest and admitted it without even thinking about it.
"What is your relationship with the defendant?" the judge asked.
"I am his godfather." Feng Bujue gave another harsh answer without even thinking about it.
"Bullsh * t!" Phantom Dawn turned around and cursed.
Brother Jue heard that and continued to ignore Phantom Dawn. He looked at the judge and said, "Your Honor, I have farted."
"Er …" The judge said, "So what?"
"It's nothing. Since my client brought it up, I thought I'd share it with everyone," Feng Bujue replied.
"Oh …" The judge was silent for three seconds. "Defense lawyer … please do not bring up things that have nothing to do with this case."
"Okay." Brother Jue nodded.
In three sentences, Feng Bujue used the double meaning of the word 'bullsh * t' and the translation problem of the game to brush the matter aside.
"So …" The judge continued. "Defense lawyer and legal representative … you wish to plead not guilty for the defendant?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied. "And …" He turned to the jury. "I hope the jury can ignore all of the defendant's testimony."
"Hmm, this court allows you to make that request," the judge said immediately.
"Hey! How is that possible? " Phantom Dawn was not familiar with the law, much less the court of truth, so it was understandable that he would be shocked.
"Enough …" Feng Bujue finally sidled to the defendant's stand. He lowered his voice and whispered to Phantom Dawn, "If you wish to escape, stand still and watch my performance."
"Tsk …" Phantom Dawn did not appreciate it. He also lowered his voice and replied, "We are in a competition, and it should be a fight to the death. Even if I am willing to cooperate with you to deal with these NPCs, don't you think … it would be more efficient for us to fight directly?"
"If we work together, we can indeed wash this place with blood." Feng Bujue replied. "But that is meaningless …" He lowered his voice even further. "The court of truth is a unique 'Four Pillar Gods'. 'It' does not have an independent physical entity like the other Pillar Gods. The court of truth is a concept, a consciousness … It is not something that can be destroyed with violence."
"Oh?" Phantom Dawn added. "Then what do you plan to do? Talk 'it' to death? "
"Humph …" Brother Jue smiled but did not say anything.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
