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See Bono. With Goodwell's reaction, Angoulême's heart suddenly felt a little better.
He took out a pen and paper, and scribbled out a notarial letter, to the effect that it was Bono. Goodwell swore to the gods not to tell lies in the ensuing interrogation.
As Angoulêm signed his name in the notary's place, the paper glowed golden.
Bono. Goodwell swallowed his saliva, feeling more and more nervous.
In the past few years, as a well-known factory owner in Trier, he has been exposed to some mystical knowledge and encountered extraordinary powers beyond the imagination of ordinary people several times. He is not unfamiliar with such things, just like Of the three kidnappers just now, one used a flame crow to blow his mouth, one could create black flames, and the other jumped directly from the third floor.
"Sign your name." Angoulême handed over the notarial certificate that had suppressed the golden light to Bono Goodwell.
"good."
Bono Goodwell's right hand trembled, and he wrote his name in the position of the promisor.
Every time he completed a letter, there was a little golden flash in his handwriting.
When he finished writing, Angoulême asked in a deep voice, "Which **** do you believe in?"
"The God of Steam and Machinery". There is no difficulty in saying this to Bono Goodwell.
Angoulême moved on to the next question, "Why did you visit the MP's office the morning of the chemical plant explosion?"
Bono. Goodwell hesitated for two seconds. With fear of supernatural power and the witness of the gods, under the influence of the residual "Veritaserum" effect, he repeated the words he had said to Lumian and others.
Angoulême, Valentine, and Imre took turns asking questions, leaving Bono. Goodwell tried his best to restore the conversations he had with Congressman Secretary Rhone and Assistant Secretary Tybalt.
At the end of the questioning, Angoulême to Bono. "From now on, you will be arrested for arson, intentional bombing, homicide, and your property will be temporarily frozen pending compensation for those dead and injured," Goodwell said.
Bono. Goodwell's face was ashen, and he slumped on the easy chair as if he had lost all his strength.
Valentine took two steps towards the door, looked at the corridor outside, and said in a low voice: "Deacon, after bringing this **** who has blasphemed his faith and betrayed his conscience to the police headquarters, we will formally arrest Yuge. Ah Tuva's secretary Rhone?"
Angoulême sighed slowly and shook his head: "Not yet." Didn't you notice? Rhonne and the dead Tybalt were very careful that they never said Jean Bono explicitly. Goodwell blew up his chemical plant, they have been only hinting, promoting the policies of the congressman, and talking about the philosophy of defeat, they can use Bono, Goodwell was blinded by interests, and misunderstood their words to justify.
"Although nearly two days have passed, it is difficult to find traces of Bono Goodwell being influenced by supernatural forces.
"To put it simply, we still don't have strong enough evidence to arrest that secretary Rhone, and interrogate him with extraordinary abilities, or we can only summon and interrogate him normally."
Valentine heard a burst of anger, but there was nothing he could do.
He was 100% sure that there was something wrong with the congressman's secretary, but he couldn't use mystical methods to deal with him because of the rules.
After a few seconds, he looked at Bono Goodwell, who was lying on the easy chair like a pool of rotten meat, and said in a deep voice, "I will suggest sending him to the stake!"
Angoulême nodded, and said to Valentine and the half-breed Yin Mulei: "Let's go, take this guy who should be killed in ten ways back to the market area.
Valentine was stunned for a moment and said: "Deacon, don't you want to track down the three Extraordinary who invaded here just now?" Angoulême laughed: "Why do you want to track?" Valentine expressed his puzzlement with puzzled eyes .
Yin Mulei, who has long been accustomed to his deacon's style of work, said in a low voice: "Those three Extraordinary men sneaked in here. They neither robbed property nor harmed others. They only asked about the explosion of the chemical plant and the visit to the councilor's office. Obviously, they really The one who was interested was the secretary, Rhonne, the MP Hugh Artois.
"I also
People who doubt whether they are "Aurora Society", one of them is the one who killed Assistant Secretary Tybalt. "Angouleme added with a low smile: "Since we cannot conduct an in-depth investigation of the congressman's office because of the contract and the rules, why can't we let the wild Extraordinary who is also interested try it out and use violence to remove the pus in the wound? Squeeze it out and expose it to the sun?"
"Is that okay?" Valentine blurted out.
Angoulême responded with a smile, "Of course there is no problem. To deal with those cunning people who are good at using the rules, we must be more cunning than them and be able to take advantage of the loopholes in the rules. When necessary, we can even cooperate with some hidden organizations. Join forces with wild Extraordinary.” The kind of contract signed with members of Congress and government officials just prohibits us from doing certain things, it does not say that we cannot have ill will against them, and we cannot develop informants among wild Extraordinary, And wild Beyonders are not restricted by that kind of contract.
"Similarly, that kind of contract is mainly a restriction, and it doesn't force us to do certain things. Sometimes, we can not touch the contract, and sit back and watch some things happen at the price of ordinary punishment.
"Valentine, even under the sun, there are still many shadows, for example, everyone's shadow, you have to learn to live with them, sometimes clear them, sometimes use them, praise the sun!"
Valentine recalled the cooperation with Lumian in Kordu Village, reluctantly accepted the deacon's words, opened his arms, and responded: "Praise the sun!"
Angoulêm added: "I didn't invent these words. From the fall of Emperor Roselle to the present, the two churches, the parliament, the government, the military, and the Eighth Bureau have been playing games. Everyone has accumulated a lot of money. A struggle experience that can’t be put on the table.” Otherwise, why do you think I would acquiesce in the existence of wild Beyonders in the gangs in the market area? Just rely on the assurances and rhetoric of the superintendents? No, I think they might come in handy at some point.
"Of course, everyone is responsible for letting the followers of the evil gods become a big gangster, and I am no exception. For everything, there are advantages and disadvantages.
Valentine thought for a while in silence, and didn't ask any more questions.
Similar conflicts are also reflected in Leston Province, but they are far less obvious and intense than Trier, which is the center of a country after all.
On the way back from Underground Trier towards the market area.
Lumian, who had already taken off the strap, glanced sideways at the silent Jenna, and said casually, "I thought you would kill Bono on the spot. Goodwell, even give him a little bit even if he turns into a ghost." Unforgettable torture, who knows, you just gave him a knife in the shoulder."
Jian Na pursed her lips, and after taking a few steps forward, she replied in a low voice: "If he dies now, the accident compensation will be delayed for many years, and it may even be a symbolic amount..."
She doesn't care anymore, but there are still many people waiting.
Franka nodded invisibly, and helped to add: "Don't worry, Bono. Goodwell will definitely be sentenced to death. Otherwise, it will be the same as we are protecting Hugh Artois, always helping him eliminate hidden dangers.”
Jenna smiled sadly: "That's the congressman we elected, but his secretary and assistant secretary deliberately greeted us with a big explosion."
"Are you scared?" Lumian asked sarcastically.
Jenna was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.
Lumian said to himself: "I have never enjoyed the benefits of Intis, and I have never voted. If something like this happens to me, let alone the congressman's secretary, even the congressman himself, or even the president who rules this country, I won't let it go either!
"My sister once said that blood can only be repaid with blood, and I don't care who the bleeding person is."
Jenna's expression twisted again, and she said in great pain: "My mother has always taught me to be kind, to know how to forgive, and not to let suffering and hatred control my life, that way I can't see the light...
without waiting for Lumian and Franka
, she lowered her head, gritted her teeth and said, "But I really hate it!"
"Kill all the enemies and you won't be controlled by hatred in your life." Lumian pouted.
Jenna was silent for a few seconds, and said "Yes", "At least, at least I won't let that secretary Ronne go!"
Franka immediately praised: "Very good, keep this spirit." She then emphasized: "Of course, revenge cannot be blind or impulsive. You must wait until you have enough strength, and wait until the opportunity arises before you take action. Otherwise, you will only make your relatives and friends suffer more harm, and watch the enemy still alive and well."
"Yeah." Jenna nodded slightly.
In the middle of the night, Janna, who had changed into her usual clothes, returned to her home at 17 Pasteur Street in the Botanical Garden with mixed emotions.
It is very close to St. Gerre Street in the market area and a large number of factories on the south side of the Botanical Garden. In order to facilitate the work of Elodie and Julien, the Janna family chose to rent here.
As soon as Jana opened the door, she saw her brother Julian squatting by the window with his head in his arms.
Her heart sank, and she asked with a trembling voice, "Julian, what's wrong with you?"
In the crimson moonlight next to the old wooden table, Julian looked terrified: "Don't fire me, don't fire me!" My mother died, really died, so I didn't come to the factory in the afternoon...
"Don't fire me! Don't fire me!" Mom, mom, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone in the ward!
"It's all me, it's all me!" Woohoo! "Julian burst into tears like a terrified child.
He seems to have gone mad.
Jian Na stood in the darkness at the door, staring blankly at such a brother, feeling that she was slowly falling into the bottomless abyss irresistibly.