Then, in the next instant, they were no longer in the world they once were.
It was as if I had jumped into subspace, and time before my eyes turned gray, as if everything had lost its color, leaving only a black and white world.
Even though he was just taking a gentle step, the surrounding scenery rushed past him, giving Ning Feng the feeling of shrinking the distance to an inch.
"Mr. 86, where are we going now?"
The crows' true identities need to be kept secret, but they do have different titles among themselves.
Because it was their second meeting, and because he was optimistic about Ning Feng's future, Crow revealed his code name after being pressed.
Number 86 is a number that's neither too big nor too small.
Ning Feng pressed for details, unsure if there was any special meaning behind it, but No. 86 remained silent.
"We, or rather you, are going to the courtroom."
Ning Feng raised an eyebrow; he was quite familiar with the name.
The courtroom, or rather, the "Hall of the Liars".
As a legend that every Watcher has heard, they are well aware of its power.
It's very simple; there's only one rule there—no one can lie there.
By exposing one's spirit and soul, all truth will be revealed without reservation.
Furthermore, under the constraints of the edict rules, any lie will be detected.
This is something even legends cannot resist.
This is hardly a place worth visiting.
They are usually used on prisoners whose identities are questionable or who need to give confessions.
"Have I committed any crime? Or is there anything suspicious about me?"
Although I have many secrets, I will not admit them unless they are discovered.
Ning Feng didn't think the other party could have figured out all his secrets in such a short time.
There must be some hidden story behind this.
What is the reason for summoning oneself?
"I don't know, the adjudicator personally assigned me the task."
"Furthermore, whatever you have to say, you should not say it to me, but save it for the adjudicator."
"Once this is over, if you are innocent, you will naturally receive an explanation."
Conversely, the court will not provide you with an explanation.
"Haha, that's really domineering."
In response to Ning Feng's slightly mocking remark, the corner of No. 86's mouth curled up beneath his mask, and he said the same thing:
"Yes, that's how the court does it."
Execute first, report later; investigate the guilty, release the innocent.
What if someone disagrees?
If you're not happy about it, just keep it to yourself.
This is not a place for negotiation or goodwill.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that polite fellows like Raven No. 86 are definitely an exception, if not nonexistent, in the courtroom.
Realizing she could no longer ask any questions, Ning closed her eyes.
He had a feeling that what followed might be a tough confrontation.
The two walked on like this, traversing an unknown distance.
clatter.
Like the sound of a balloon being popped, Ning Feng sensed the instantaneous change.
The surroundings no longer felt lifeless, but they were still just as unsettling.
It was even colder.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng squinted as he surveyed his surroundings.
The design resembles a huge courtroom; although it is somewhat dark, one can still clearly see the surroundings.
The building presents a Gothic style that combines magnificence and ferocity, surrounded by rows of seats, while Ning Feng himself stands in the center of the site.
Number 86 beside him had disappeared, leaving him all alone. He was unshackled, but stood alone on a small platform.
The faces of the people in the surrounding seats were obscured, but their gazes were piercing, as if they wanted to strip him bare of everything.
“Except for the lack of shackles, they were treated like prisoners.”
After mentally grumbling for a moment, Ning Feng finally focused his gaze on the undeniable figure and bowed respectfully to him:
"It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency the Adjudicator."
"If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best."
The raven wore the plague doctor's bird-beak mask, while the judge's mask was even stranger, consisting of only a giant vertical child.
The vertical child on the mask moved around Ning Feng's body, finally settling on Ning Feng's eyes.
!!
Buzz.
Ning Feng was momentarily stunned when he met those eyes, and staggered before regaining his balance.
Um?
Without offering any explanation for his actions, the adjudicator stared at Ning Feng, the voices of both men and women echoing in the space indistinct:
"Ning Feng, an operator from the Watchers' City branch, did you withhold any information regarding the [Fallen Angels' Rebellion] incident that occurred in City?"
"Were you involved in or facilitated the course of the ceremony?"
"Do you feel pity for the fallen angel and spare him?"
"…………"
One question after another was read aloud, each one a scathing critique. If Ning Feng answered even one of them incorrectly, he would face an abyss of no return.
Finally, the judge stopped reading, looked down at Ning Feng whose expression was calm and whose inner thoughts were unreadable, and asked:
What are your answers to the above questions?
The oppressive atmosphere reached its peak at this moment, crashing down on Ning Feng.
But Ning Feng remained unmoved.
Looking up at the adjudicator high above, Ning Feng smiled.
There was no fear, no mockery.
"Sorry, I just realized..."
He asked, somewhat puzzled:
Are you trying to convict me?
"To fabricate some... baseless charges?"
The already oppressive atmosphere exploded in that instant!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
