The empty space suddenly became extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
People looked at Ning Feng's figure with disbelief, looking at his every move incomprehensibly.
The atmosphere became serious and depressing, and in this atmosphere, there were still deep doubts emerging in their hearts.
How dare he?
This is the judgment hall, the final destination for liars. No one can speak words that go against his or her heart here.
That is to say...
This young man really has no respect for the trial court in his heart, and he even feels that this interrogation is a process of imposing charges.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers...
How brave!
If it weren't for Ning Feng's sincere question, his current behavior alone would be considered a provocation to the trial.
But now, because it was Ning Feng's question from the bottom of his heart, he was in trouble.
Is he being disrespectful to the Inquisition?
yes.
Should he be punished?
yes.
Can the Tribunal take action to punish now?
...I really want to take action, but I can't.
No matter what means are used behind the scenes to punish Ning Feng, at least now in order to maintain its own fairness, the trial court has no reason to convict him.
This wave!
This wave of barefoot people who are not afraid of wearing shoes is the trial court who shot itself in the foot.
Some eyes secretly glanced at the judge sitting at the top, wearing a strange one-eyed mask.
They are looking forward to this person's reaction.
As for whether the Tribunal ever persecuted a small Watch Club operator...
joke.
What kind of existence is the Trial House, and who are you?
Want to make such a false accusation against you?
They were curious about how the adjudicator would respond to such a question.
Is it anger?
Or ignore it?
The result did not surprise most people.
The judge did not get angry, nor did he correct Ning Feng's question. He just looked at him quietly for a while, and then continued:
"This is not the time for you to ask questions, and you are not qualified to ask questions at this moment."
There was no fluctuation in the voice, just like handling a small official business normally.
This is right!
The Adjudicator has seen too many criminals, what kind of guy is there among them?
Even if it's a guy whose mind is really twisted, it's not like he's never seen it before.
No matter which judge they are, they are all cold-blooded beings who have personally sentenced countless sinners.
They will not be shaken by personal relationships, and even if the people standing underneath are their own relatives, they will not hesitate.
This is how they were chosen.
If such a bloodless and tearless existence loses its composure over such a trivial matter, that would be a real weird thing.
After a pause, the adjudicator added:
"You have the right to refuse to answer, but you also know what the consequences will be."
The cold voice echoed, without any threat, but it sent chills down the spine.
This is a naked conspiracy.
Only if you answer can you have a chance to clear yourself of suspicion.
Otherwise, you will be a "suspect" until then.
And once you answer, everything will be exposed to the eyes of others, and there will be nothing to hide.
And if you have to hide your own secrets in the trial hall, can you do it?
it is also fine.
Just avoid the other party's questions.
But you want to avoid answering, and you want to avoid suspicion?
Then you are thinking too much.
Don't take the initiative to say it?
Then go and explain to the big brother in the interrogation room.
There, there is not only low-level physical torture, but also the transformation of the soul.
Obviously all he saw was the weird vertical pupils, but Ning Feng felt the cold gaze behind the mask.
Looking down at himself from above.
Choose.
Just struggle hard.
"…………"
He lowered his head and remained silent for a moment. Ning Feng's figure looked extremely small in the empty space.
Weak, powerless, lonely.
No one thinks highly of him, no one cares about what he thinks, all they expect is his weak and weak resistance.
Buzz.
While he was silent, a white bone hourglass appeared in front of Ning Feng.
The hourglass inside remains little by little with the passage of time.
"Operator, make your choice."
This is the ultimatum.
There was still no answer. Ning Feng lowered his head and quietly stared at the sand falling in the hourglass, his eyes slightly narrowed.
The grains of pale sand look ordinary, but if you look carefully, you can find the mystery inside.
They are compressed soul crystals.
Broken souls full of sin and stained with blood, after ending their sinful lives, were put into the hourglass to serve as sand.
sad.
Is this a reminder to Ning Feng to pay attention to the time?
No, this is just telling him his future fate.
Still bowing his head in silence, Ning Feng kept his movements unchanged, looking like he was overwhelmed by the momentum.
The look in Ning Feng's eyes gradually took on a sarcastic tone.
It's just a silver pewter gun tip.
After realizing my own weakness, I was so frightened by the huge gap that I couldn't even react.
Although they didn't know why they were called to attend the meeting this time, the result was really disappointing...
Boring.
"In that case, I will answer."
And just before the last grain of sand fell, Ning Feng, who had kept his head down, suddenly spoke.
Raising his head, facing all kinds of eyes, he responded to the previous questions in a calm tone, sentence by sentence.
"I concealed the information I provided before, but the concealed part will not help the incident in any way."
"This includes the fact that I am actually a second-level awakener, not the reported first-level strength..."
Meticulous and rigorous in counting his "concealments".
"If destroying the altar can be considered a part of it, then I am indeed."
"As for whether you have mercy on [Fallen Angel] because of the relationship between adoptive father and son..."
Ning Feng paused, as if to give others time to digest.
"I do have family feelings for him, but this did not affect my execution of the mission."
"He died. He died right in front of my eyes. I killed him."
After making the explosive statement, Ning Feng stopped pausing and went back to the next question.
"about this……"
"For this..."
"…………"
The tricky questions have lost their original meaning.
Those questions that contained traps, those bombs that would explode as long as they were avoided, were crushed by Ning Feng in the most straightforward way.
Is there a pitfall?
Just run over it.
I put the "facts" in front of you and tell you the "truth" in my heart.
If you still have problems, it's probably not my problem.
Ning Feng's originally small aura gradually increased as he answered questions one after another.
Gradually, he began to resist the cold pressure around him, and gradually straightened his spine.
Facing the storm, he never fell.
From the beginning to the end, there was not even the slightest reaction from the trial hall.
Ning Feng did not lie, he always told the truth without adulterating any lies.
And the quieter it gets, the weirder the atmosphere in the audience becomes...
Ning Feng is attracting attention.
Facing the eyes of suspicion, fear, and disgust, he spoke calmly without caring.
And his image is gradually taking shape in the hearts of these people.
As a watchman, he is serious, loyal, and willing to sacrifice his own life. He is a well-deserved example of praise.
But as a person, he is decisive, unkind, and decisive in killing...
The most outrageous thing is that he is not a special case of emotions that has simply lost human emotions.
Ning Feng is the kind of person who retains a strong humanity in his heart, but can forcefully control his behavior.
A cold, rational, rules-oriented guy.
This kind of person is more terrifying than that sick guy.
At this time, some people's eyes kept moving on Ning Feng and the adjudicator, and they became a little confused.
Similar coldness, similar rationality, and the same inhumanity...
These two people seem to have similar temperaments.
"I have already answered your questions. Am I qualified to ask questions now?"
Looking up at the judge whose vertical pupils were no longer moving, Ning Feng looked calm and showed no trace of pride.
"Now you have it."
The Adjudicator looks at the weaklings who overestimate their abilities.
Ning Feng did not flinch, but asked again seriously and with confusion:
"Are you still going to forcibly convict me?"
I want an answer.
"With the witness of all the jurors, and under the restrictions of the judge's hall, it is concluded that there is no longer any suspicion on the person of the operator Ning Feng."
Buzz.
As his words fell, the constraints and pressure around Ning Feng disappeared.
Ning Feng froze as soon as he raised the corner of his mouth, because the judge raised his arm and waved it slowly.
Blah blah blah!
Several chains appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Ning Feng's body as if they were alive!
Ning Feng:???
"But, send it to the interrogation room."
The adjudicator's voice remained calm and unruffled.
"Because he twice defied the majesty of an adjudicator."
He looked at Ning Feng's figure who disappeared without even resisting, and then looked at the back of the adjudicator slowly leaving.
Everyone present had a strange feeling.
It seems, something is not right?
…
…
Squatting outside the cage, the black cat looked at Ning Feng sitting in the corner with pity as if visiting a prisoner, and sighed:
"I hurt you and didn't let you be a good person. You must reform inside! Become a new person!"
"Try to listen to me from now on. You can go up when I ask you to do it, and push when you need to be pushed. Just be obedient, okay?"
Saying strange words in a sobbing voice, the black cat finally achieved his goal.
Successfully attracted Ning Feng's attention.
Glancing at the black cat with disgust, Ning Feng curled his lips and said:
"Is this some new role-playing game? Prison visit?"
Smiling and swaying, the black cat asked:
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered? Aren't you worried about lying in a place like this?"
"Afraid? Not afraid."
It is impossible to be afraid, and it is impossible to be afraid in this life.
"So brave~"
laugh.
Ning Feng shook his head and sneered:
"I'm not afraid, is it because I'm brave and unafraid of death? Is it because I have confidence in my heart?"
Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice:
"neither!"
This sentence was said with confidence and certainty, and Ning Feng had no shame about it.
"If you want to ask why, it's because here..."
Looking around the cage where he was imprisoned, Ning Feng's expression became strange, as if he wanted to laugh but was holding back.
Finally, he lowered his head, stared at the palm prints on his palms, and spoke slowly:
"It's a dream."
Raising his head, Ning Feng met the smiling scarlet eyes.