The war was completely over, and the temporary government of the upper city was established. No, now it was the temporary government of the entire abandoned city, composed of people from the upper and lower cities. The biggest connection between these people was that they were all once Fang Zhiyi's clients or subordinates.
"I demand his release." A well-dressed man slammed the table.
A dark-skinned man said in a muffled voice, "I want to, too, but he won't come out."
"He's a hero!"
Almost everyone agreed until the girl with glasses pushed open the door.
All along, what Fang Zhiyi wanted to convey was conveyed by her to Guan Xiong Mingmei and others, and then they brought it to the civilians, and she also had a say.
"He asked me to ask you, what kind of world do you want to create?"
Everyone present was silent.
"Will it remain a world of chaos, with the powerful and wealthy trampling over the people, and evil forces running rampant, or will it be a world filled with sunshine and clear rule of law?"
"But he...but that was in the past." Someone tried to defend him, but the words seemed a little weak.
"It's because that was the past that he made this choice." Mia took over the conversation, her tone firm, but she couldn't hide her trembling.
Mia's emotions grew increasingly agitated, tears glistening in her eyes. She waved her hands and said, "Everyone here knows why, but what about those outside? What about the civilians? Do they know?"
Her questioning was like a sharp sword, piercing the heart. Yes, those living at the bottom of society, do they understand the truth behind this? Can they comprehend his actions? How can one explain such a situation? Is it possible to convince people that the underground trial is right? What is the law then?
Mia's voice was filled with despair as she continued, "Do you imagine there will be another underground tribunal in the future? He said that only he has the weight to serve as the first negative example of the law."
These words struck everyone like a hammer. The promotion of law should be for social progress and justice, yet some people have to sacrifice themselves to pay the price of this change.
Guan Xiong, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly stood up and said, "He never asked me to kill anyone, but I think if he wants to go down this path, I want to see him off."
In the prison, Fang Zhiyi sat cross-legged. The cell door was not locked, but he did not go out.
"No! You lied to me! You are not the original owner! Who are you?" Tang Tong yelled like crazy.
"It's so noisy."
"Who are you?" The system was panicked. From the moment Night Owl died, it detected that the host it chose was abnormal!
"Is it important?"
The leader was very uneasy: "Don't think you can deal with me. I am a being higher than low-level humans like you!"
Fang Zhiyi opened his eyes and said, "You're so noisy. Don't talk to me, talk to it."
"Who?" He asked in panic.
Fang Zhiyi raised his head, and suddenly a black tentacle stretched out, and then the noisy sound moved away from him.
Looking at the much-inflated body, Fang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes and asked, "What delicious food did you eat?"
Xiao Hei replied in a muffled voice: "Tianyu, that bastard Tianyu, it took some time."
It tossed the food into its mouth like a small snack.
"Are you leaving?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "Wait a minute, I want to see this through to the end."
On the day of trial, a group of criminals were brought onto the stage, including former congressmen, wealthy businessmen, and criminal gangs from downtown.
The process of reading out the charges lasted for a long time. The trial lasted for a full day. The onlookers were numb, but they still wanted to see how these former bigwigs would defend themselves.
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