With amazing momentum, Jiang Wan pushed the door open, and she immediately rushed into Ning Feng's room.
Then, with a sprint, he threw himself towards Ning Feng's single bed.
landing!
Boom.
Unfortunately, she didn't hear the soft calls and hugs she expected, and Jiang Wan buried her face on Ning Feng's bed alone.
"Hmm? Where are the people?"
Jiang Wan got up from the quilt and looked around strangely.
Ning Feng's scent remained in the room, and there was even a faint warmth on the bed, but there was no trace of Ning Feng.
It was as if he had just left the room.
The mobile phone was placed on the bedside, and there were no signs of fighting. Everything was neat and orderly.
"Going out?"
Sniff.
At this time, Jiang Wan, who was lying on the bed, moved her nose and noticed a faint fragrance.
It's not the smell of women's perfume, nor is it the smell of freshener.
She was very familiar with this smell. She fell asleep in the embrace of this fragrance last night.
!!!
Dong Dong.
My heart beat heavily, and an unsettling heat emerged.
"……Well."
Jiang Wan unbuttoned the collar somewhat uncomfortably, and pursed her lips.
"Make it like I really want to..."
This is a tough talk.
Jiang Wan knew the real answer better than anyone else.
Her body felt as if some kind of switch had been turned on last night.
Looking for it.
But the person who can fill this void is not around.
"…………"
Looking around the room, Jiang Wan finally locked her gaze on the white pillow.
After only hesitating for half a second, Jiang Wan got up and locked the door, then quickly took off her coat and got back under the quilt.
She buried her head in the quilt, took a deep breath, and breathed the intoxicating breath into her body.
call……
Sighing happily, Jiang Wan felt that her body and mind were relaxed at this time, and her original restlessness gradually disappeared.
"Ning Feng, where have you been?"
While feeling comfortable, the numbers that were supposed to appear in the morning slowly took over Jiang Wan's mind.
In this feeling of peace of mind, she seemed to be lying in Ning Feng's arms, feeling extremely comfortable.
Unable to resist the tiredness, she slowly fell into sleep.
Half asleep and half awake, she whispered like a babble:
"...Come back soon."
I miss you.
…
…
"…………"
Xilin stood in front of the largest screen in the center of the room and called up the surveillance camera at the door of Ning Feng's room with the authority of the branch manager.
A black shadow that was automatically blurred appeared in front of the door, and its appearance was automatically hidden.
But anyone with experience can understand at a glance that this is the handiwork of the Inquisition.
In order to ensure that the identity of each crow is unknown, the entire Watch Club insight system automatically processes images and does its best to leave no information.
Ning Feng, on the other hand, did not receive the entire treatment, and his reaction was completely recorded.
Without resistance, he opened the door naturally, smiled and nodded to the crow at the door.
Then he turned back to the house and put down something, and soon returned to the crow.
Letting the crow put his hand on his shoulder, he subconsciously made a sideways gesture to avoid it, but in the end he held it back.
At the last moment before the two people disappeared, Ning Feng looked at the hidden camera in the corridor and smiled.
That was a signal for her not to worry about him.
"don’t worry……"
His expression gradually became gloomy and ugly, as if he was suppressing anger.
The magic power around the body gradually reacts and can be turned into a weapon that destroys everything at any time.
suck!
Take a deep breath.
call……
Keep taking deep breaths.
Shirin's expression gradually calmed down, and the aura exuding from her body also gradually decreased.
And just when the magic almost subsided...
Boom!!!
She stamped her foot hard!
On the floor of the room, a depression appeared on the special metal floor.
After venting her anger, Shirin's expression became much more relaxed.
Violent venting cannot solve the problem, but it feels really good.
"...and again, and again, and again."
"I hate this feeling."
Having power but having to be restrained made her feel aggrieved.
A piece of news from the trial court made me afraid to act rashly?
If it weren't for this identity, she could live a more free life.
At this moment, Shirin made a decision in her heart.
Shirin pulled out a piece of special letter paper from her private space and used magic power to carefully write her own...
"Resignation"
She's not kidding!
This is not just for Ning Feng, she can no longer keep a low profile like this.
Who said salted fish is easy to bully?
…
…
With the crow holding his shoulder, Ning Feng curiously observed everything that was changing in front of him.
There was no resistance, just leaving a message for Jiang Wan and Xilin, and Ning Feng followed the crow cooperatively.
Nothing else, I'm just curious about the reason why the Tribunal summoned me at this time, or even required me to be present.
The lie was discovered?
Unlike, if it were this, the crow would not be so easy to talk to, and would give him a chance to leave a message.
However, it doesn't seem like he has good intentions towards himself, and his business-like tone is obvious.
what is happening?
Ning Feng did not act rashly and watched cooperatively as Crow put his arm around his shoulders and used a prop.
Then, in the next moment, they were no longer in the world they once were.
It was like jumping into subspace, and the time in front of me became gray, as if everything had faded away, leaving only a world of black and white.
Even though he was just taking a gentle step, the surrounding scenery quickly receded, which made Ning Feng feel like he was shrinking from the ground.
"Mr. 86, where are we going now?"
The crow's true identity needs to be kept secret, but they still have different names.
Because it was their second meeting and because he was optimistic about Ning Feng's own prospects, Wu Wu still told him his code name after questioning.
Number 86 is a number that is either big or small.
Not sure if it had any special meaning, Ning Feng asked, but No. 86 said nothing about it.
"We, or more specifically you, are going to the Judgment Hall."
Ning Feng raised his eyebrows. Ning Feng was not unfamiliar with this name.
The Hall of Judgment, or the "Hall of the Unliable".
As a legend that every watcher has heard, they all know the efficacy there.
Quite simply, there is only one rule - no one can lie there.
Expose your spiritual soul, and all truth will be revealed without reservation.
Under the restrictions of the edict and rules, any lies will be detected.
Even a legend cannot resist this.
This is not a place worth traveling to.
It is usually used on prisoners whose identities are doubtful or who need to make confessions.
"Have I committed any crime? Or is there anything questionable?"
Although I have many secrets, I will never admit them as long as they are not discovered.
Ning Feng didn't think that the other party could find out all the secrets about him in such a short period of time.
There must be some hidden secret in this.
What is the reason for calling yourself?
"I don't know, it was a task assigned to me personally by the Adjudicator."
"Besides, whatever you have to say, you shouldn't say it to me, but leave it to the adjudicator."
"When the matter is over, if you are innocent, I will naturally give you an explanation."
On the contrary, the court does not need to give you an explanation.
"Haha, this is really overbearing."
In response to Ning Feng's somewhat mocking exclamation, the corners of No. 86's mouth curled up under the mask and he said the same thing:
"Yes, this is what the Tribunal does."
Kill first and report later, investigate the guilty and release the innocent.
What if someone is dissatisfied?
Don't give in and hold it in.
This is not a place of negotiable goodness.
Rather, a polite guy like Crow No. 86 is definitely an exception in the trial court.
Realizing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Ning closed his eyes.
He had a feeling that it might be a difficult confrontation afterwards.
The two of them walked like this, covering an unknown distance.
clatter.
Like the sound of a balloon being popped, Ning Feng felt the instant change.
The surroundings no longer feel lifeless, but they are still uncomfortable.
Even colder.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng squinted slightly and looked at the place where he was.
The design is like a huge court. Although it is a little dark, you can still see the surrounding situation clearly.
The building presents a Gothic style that coexists with splendor and ferociousness. It is surrounded by rows of seats, and Ning Feng himself stands in the center of the venue.
Number 86 beside him disappeared, leaving him alone. He was not shackles, but he was standing alone on a small platform.
The people on the seats around him couldn't see his face clearly, but they were piercing his eyes one after another, trying to strip him naked bit by bit.
"Except there are no shackles, they are treated exactly like prisoners."
After complaining in his heart, Ning Feng finally focused his attention on the existence that could not be ignored and saluted him seriously:
"It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty the Adjudicator."
"If there is anyone who needs my help, I will do my best."
The Crow wears the Plague Doctor's beak mask, while the Inquisitor's mask is even stranger, with only one huge vertical pupil.
The vertical pupils on the mask moved around Ning Feng's body, and finally settled on Ning Feng's eyes.
!!!
Buzz.
Ning Feng was in a trance the moment he met those eyes, and he stumbled before stopping.
Um?
Without explaining his behavior, the adjudicator stared at Ning Feng, unable to hear the male and female voices echoing in the space:
"Watch Club Bincheng branch officer Ning Feng, during the [Fallen Angel Rebellion] incident that occurred in Bincheng, did you conceal anything in the information you provided?"
"Did you participate in and promote the process of the ceremony?"
"Do you have pity for [Fallen Angel] and let him go?"
"…………"
Questions were read out one after another, and each one was heart-wrenching. As long as Ning Feng answered one of them incorrectly, he would be greeted by an abyss of eternal destruction.
Finally, the adjudicator stopped reading, looked down at Ning Feng, who had a calm expression and could not see his inner thoughts, and asked:
"What's your answer to the above question?"
The oppressive atmosphere reached its peak at this moment, bombarding Ning Feng's body.
But Ning Feng remained unmoved.
Raising his head, Ning Feng looked at the adjudicator at a high place and smiled.
No fear, no ridicule.
"Sorry, I just realized it..."
He just asked with some confusion:
"Are you trying to convict me?"
"Place some...unfounded charges?"
The already depressing atmosphere exploded at this moment!
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Everyone secretly recommends tickets, monthly tickets, etc., the data suddenly dropped sharply ()
In addition, "The World Does Not Need to Be Saved by Succubi" feels good. If you think there is no big problem with this, I will contact the editor tomorrow to change the title of the book.