Passing through the passage with metal statues on both sides, Yingfeng was escorted by several guards and arrived in front of a huge metal door. The surface of the metal door was engraved with a scale pattern representing fairness and justice, and the left side of the scale held a
The word "justice" in ancient times holds a simple small sword on the right side. This unique pattern shows that the fairness and justice of the Imperial Parliament is balanced by force, and fairness without the backing of force is just empty talk.
Member of Parliament Moroder didn't seem to know much about this meaningful pattern. He didn't even look at the pattern, and still walked boldly with his eight-square step to signal a few guards to push open the metal door.
As the metal door opened, a bright light came out from between the gaps in the door. Facing the wind, I raised my head and glanced outside the door, and was immediately overwhelmed by the solemn atmosphere hidden behind the door!
This is a parliament hall full of endless majesty. In the front of the parliament hall are eight nobles who seem to have high status. On both sides of the hall, there are a large number of seats where many people are sitting. At this moment, they are using
They looked at the prisoner and looked at Yingfeng who was being escorted in. They whispered and expressed their opinions, which actually reduced the solemn atmosphere of the entire parliament hall by one level.
Yingfeng looked up at the center of the parliament hall, where he saw a huge sword of judgment that was three meters long and half a meter wide, thrust straight into the ground. Every notch carved on the huge sword of judgment was
It shines with extraordinary brilliance, indicating the age of this huge sword of judgment. The thing that exudes the strongest aura of majesty in the hall is this huge sword of judgment, and even Yingfeng doubts the reason why this parliament hall is
The reason why the discussion at this volume can still be maintained is because of the blessing of this huge sword of judgment.
As one of the members of the parliament, Moroder walked arrogantly around the hall to one of the positions on the left. His behavior made Fengfeng, who saw all this, almost fall to the ground.
Somersaulting, Yingfeng never thought that Moroder, a nobleman with such arrogant moral character, was just a small character, and he had no idea where his strong self-confidence came from.
Without giving Yingfeng time to look around, Grand Inquisitor Mr. Crowe, who was sitting in the center of the parliament hall, lightly knocked the small hammer in his hand, and the whole place fell into silence.
"The suspect has been brought in, and now the trial of his treatment will begin!" Mr. Crowe coughed slightly and said every word.
The remaining seven nobles sitting in the front nodded to each other, indicating that they agreed with the proposal of Grand Inquisitor Crow.
With a "bang" sound, the metal door of the parliament hall closed. Grand Inquisitor Crow looked at Yingfeng in the center of the audience with a compelling momentum, and asked in a serious tone: "The suspect in the audience, now I will start to attack you.
Interrogation. This is a warning. I hope you can answer my questions truthfully. If there are any falsehoods, you will be severely punished. Do you know?"
"I know." Yingfeng nodded, indicating that he understood.
Mr. Crowe nodded slightly and asked his first question: "Now, tell me your name."
"Sorry, I don't know." Yingfeng smiled bitterly and replied seriously.
Yingfeng's answer immediately caused an uproar. Most of the people on the scene thought that this prisoner was too arbitrary. They acted like a noble and wanted to throw rotten eggs on the spot. They couldn't believe that this prisoner was being tried just now.
The guy who promises to tell the truth in front of the sword can immediately tease the Grand Inquisitor without changing his color.
Judge Crow frowned slightly when he heard this. He didn't know what was going on, but he could clearly see that the prisoner in front of him seemed to be serious, which made him even more embarrassed. The man next to him seemed to be serious.
The seven nobles also discussed softly, and they all expressed their opinions on this matter, but the most reliable possible answer was probably "amnesia".
Amnesia?
Is the suspect in front of me really amnesiac?
At this moment, Mr. Crowe was a little unsure. It is definitely not unprecedented for people to "suddenly lose their memory" in the parliament hall. However, there are indeed not many such people in the history of parliament, although there is not one person in ten thousand who has truly lost his memory.
, but it is still difficult to convince these judges.
"Okay, just pretend you don't know your name. Then let me ask, why don't you know your name?" Mr. Crowe tried to ask another way.
Yingfeng didn't even have time to think, and immediately replied: "I know I should have a name, but I just can't remember my name. Likewise, I don't know who I am or why I appear in this place.
"
Mr. Crowe nodded, and this answer was also what he expected. Anyone who is suspected of amnesia would say similar words. This kind of thing has become commonplace for Mr. Crowe who is accustomed to the world.
"Then, let me ask another way. You, oh, okay, I will call you 'amnesia boy' for now. Amnesia boy, what I want to ask is, what do you still remember?"
Grand Inquisitor Crowe tried to seduce Yingfeng into revealing his flaws. He is not afraid of what you say, but he is afraid that if you don’t tell him, as long as you speak, there may be flaws. Everyone in charge of interrogation will have this skill. Even if he loses his memory, nothing can be revealed.
I don’t know, at least eating, sleeping, peeing, knowing which woman is beautiful and which woman is ugly, all these must be remembered. If you can’t even say these, then the flaw in this “amnesia” lie is too big.
This "amnesiac boy" can probably be sent directly to the gallows.
Yingfeng did not hesitate to ask such a question. He talked about what he remembered in a leisurely manner. He said that he remembered the most basic human activities such as eating and sleeping. He said that he remembered the words he had mastered and even used them himself.
Writing it out by hand, he said that he remembered a lot of weird and bizarre bean knowledge, but he couldn't remember who he was or who he knew. He said that his memory seemed to have been deliberately blocked from relating to him.
The various memories made him feel like a puppet who knew some strange knowledge but was completely blank, which gave him an unspeakable fear in his heart.
Yingfeng's words were full of sincerity and didn't look like lies at all. He didn't even mention the space ring at all, as if he never knew that he had another space ring impounded.
After listening to Yingfeng's speech, the eight nobles, including Crowe, fell silent. They didn't know how to deal with this problem for a while, and they could only remain silent for a while.
One of the green-haired nobles cleared his throat, and he put forward a related hypothesis, which was immediately agreed by more than half of the nobles on the field. After all, Yingfeng's appearance was a bit strange. According to the saying at the time, this "amnesia"
"The boy" was vomited out by the space vortex, and he was still seriously injured and in a coma. So it is not impossible that the boy's brain was concussed due to the super destructive power of the space vortex, resulting in temporary partial amnesia.
Already.
Mr. Crowe also slowly expressed his agreement with this statement. He raised his hand and asked the guards to pass on the space ring that was peeled off from the windward finger that was seriously injured at the time. He asked again: "So, amnesiac boy, do you still remember this one?"
A space ring?" After saying that, Mr. Crowe shook the space ring in his hand.
Yingfeng looked intently at the space ring with a hint of doubt in his expression: "This... the whole thing seems familiar."
"Of course it looks familiar, because this is your thing." Judge Crowe muttered in his heart. He shook the space ring in his hand and asked seductively again, "So, do you know that there are some things inside this thing?
What?"
"Inside this thing? Is there anything else besides this thing in this thing?"
"Ah, I see, you have forgotten what this thing is. Here I tell you, the name of this thing is a space ring. It is a special item that can hold many things. It is like, um, yes, just like a
A bag with a large capacity." Mr. Crowe nodded and explained softly, and continued to seduce, "Well, you know, no, let's ask another way. Amnesiac boy, you can guess that there are some things in this space ring.
What is it?"
Yingfeng was stunned for a moment. At this moment, vague shadows of some items seemed to flash through his mind, which immediately made his head hurt. He knocked his head in displeasure, shook his head and replied: "No, I don't know. But
, maybe, if it can put a lot of things inside, maybe there will be some food inside, maybe there is a fan? Huh? Why do I think there is a fan inside this thing?" Thinking of this, Yingfeng felt more and more
Doubtful, his head became more painful. He punched hard one after another, as if the head was not his head but just an ornament. Even the noble men on the field who were watching this scene
I was so frightened to see it, I was really afraid that this guy would punch his head right here, and the scene of brains all over the floor would definitely be very scary.
The eight judges on the court suddenly looked at each other. At this moment, they began to believe that the masochist in front of them really had amnesia, and this amnesia would cause him to have unbearable headaches. Otherwise, this guy's acting skills would be too good, even