Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 140

See Bono. Goodwill's reaction made Angouleme feel a little relieved.

He took out a pen and paper and scrawled a notarial certificate, to the effect of Bono. Goodwill swore an oath to the gods not to tell lies in the ensuing questioning.

As Angouleme signed his name at the notary's position, the paper glowed golden.

Bono. Goodwill swallowed his saliva and became increasingly nervous.

In the past few years, as a relatively well-known factory owner in Trier, he has been exposed to some occult knowledge and encountered several extraordinary powers beyond normal people's imagination. He is not unfamiliar with such things, just like Just now, one of the three kidnappers blew his mouth open with a flaming crow, one could create black flames, and the other jumped directly from the third floor.

"Sign your name." Angouleme handed the notarial certificate, which had already restrained its golden light, to Bono Goodwill.

"good."

Bono Goodwill's right hand trembled as he wrote his name in the place of the promisee.

Every time he completed a letter, a little golden light flashed on his handwriting.

After he finished writing, Angouleme asked in a deep voice: "Which god do you believe in?"

"The God of Steam and Machinery". It's not a difficult question to say to Bono Goodwill.

Angouleme moved on to the next question: "Why did you visit the congressman's office on the morning of the chemical plant explosion?"

Bono. Goodwill hesitated for two seconds, and with the fear of supernatural powers and divine witnesses, and under the influence of the remaining "Veritaserum" effect, he repeated the words he had said to Lumian and others exactly.

Angouleme, Valentine and Yimre took turns asking questions, leaving Bono. Goodwill tried his best to restore the dialogue between himself, Congressman Secretary Rhone, and Assistant Secretary Tibbert.

At the end of the inquiry, Angoulême to Bono. Goodwill said: "From now on, you will be arrested for arson, intentional explosion, and homicide, and your property will be temporarily frozen pending compensation for the dead and injured."

Bono. Goodwill's face turned gloomy, and he slumped down in the easy chair as if he had lost all his strength.

Valentine took two steps toward the door, looked at the corridor outside, and said in a lowered voice: "Deacon, after bringing this bastard who has blasphemed his faith and betrayed his conscience to the police headquarters, we will formally arrest Yu Ge. Ah. Rhone, Tuva’s secretary?”

Angouleme sighed slowly and shook his head: "Not yet." Didn't you notice? Rhone and the dead Tybalt were so careful that they never explicitly spoke of Jean Bono. Goodwill detonated his chemical plant. They have always been just hinting, promoting the MP's policies and talking about the philosophy of defeat. They could have used Bono. Goodwill was blinded by interests and misunderstood their words. to defend.

"Nearly two days have passed, and it is difficult to find traces of Bono Goodwill being affected by supernatural forces.

"To put it simply, we still don't have strong enough evidence to arrest the secretary Rona and interrogate him with extraordinary powers. We can only summon and question him normally."

Valentine heard a burst of anger, but had nowhere to turn.

He was 100% sure that there was something wrong with the parliamentary secretary, but due to the rules, he could not use occult methods to deal with him.

After a few seconds, he looked at Bono Goodwill, who was lying on the easy chair like a pile of rotten flesh, and said in a deep voice: "I would suggest sending him to the stake!"

Angulem nodded and said to Valentine and the mixed-race Yin Mulei: "Let's go and take this guy who should be killed in ten ways back to the market area.

Valentine was stunned for a moment and said, "Deacon, aren't you going to track the three extraordinary people who just invaded here?" Angouleme laughed and said, "Why are you tracking?" Valentine expressed his confusion with doubtful eyes. .

Yin Mulei, who had long been accustomed to his deacon's behavior, whispered: "Those three extraordinary people sneaked in here. They neither robbed property nor harmed others. They only asked about the explosion of the chemical plant and the visit to the congressman's office. It is obvious that they really The secretary of interest was Rhone, the Member of Parliament Hugues-Artois.

"I also

He suspected whether they were members of the "Aurora Society", and one of them was the one who killed Assistant Secretary Tybalt. "Angulem chuckled and added: "Since we can't conduct an in-depth investigation into the parliamentarian's office due to contracts and rules, why can't we let wild extraordinary people who are also interested try it out and use violence to remove the pus from the wound? Squeeze it out and expose it to the sun?"

"Isn't that a problem?" Valentine blurted out.

Angouleme responded with a smile, "Of course there is no problem. To deal with those cunning people who are good at taking advantage of the rules, we must be more cunning than them and be better at exploiting loopholes in the rules. When necessary, we can even cooperate with some hidden organizations. Join forces with wild Extraordinary people." The contracts signed with congressmen and government officials only prohibit us from doing certain things, but it does not say that we cannot be malicious towards them or develop informants among wild Extraordinary people. Wild Extraordinaries are not restricted by that kind of contract.

"Similarly, that type of contract is mainly a restriction and does not force us to do certain things. Sometimes, we can not touch the contract and just sit back and watch something happen at the cost of ordinary punishment.

[In view of the general environment,

"Valentine, even under the sun, there are still many shadows. For example, everyone's shadow. You have to learn to live with them, sometimes clear them, sometimes use them, praise the sun!"

Valentine remembered his cooperation with Lumian in Kordu Village, reluctantly accepted the deacon's words, opened his arms, and responded: "Praise the sun!"

Angouleme added: "I did not invent these words. From the fall of Emperor Roselle to the present, the two major churches, the parliament, the government, the military, and the eighth round have been playing games. Everyone has accumulated a lot of money. I have little fighting experience that cannot be put on the table." Otherwise, why do you think I would acquiesce to the existence of wild Extraordinary people in the gangs in the market area? Just based on the assurances and rhetoric of the superintendents? No, I thought they might come in handy at some point.

"Of course, everyone is responsible for letting the followers of the evil god mix into a big gang, and I am no exception. In everything, there are advantages and disadvantages.

Valentine thought in silence for a while and didn't ask any more questions.

Similar conflicts are also reflected in the province of Leiston, but they are far less obvious and intense than in Trier. After all, this is the center of a country.

On the way back from Trier Underground to the market area.

Lumian, who had taken off the straps, glanced sideways at the silent Jenna, and said casually: "I thought you would kill Bono on the spot. Goodwill, even give him a little bit to kill him even if he turns into a ghost. Unforgettable torture, who knew you just gave him a stab in the shoulder."

Jian Na pursed her lips and took a few steps forward before replying in a low voice: "If he dies now, the accident compensation will drag on for who knows how many years, and it may even only be symbolic."

She didn't care anymore, but there were still many people waiting.

Franka nodded invisibly and added helpfully: "Don't worry, Bono. Goodwill will definitely be sentenced to death. The only difference is which one it is. Moreover, we have to leave clues to the official Beyonders. Otherwise, it will be like we are protecting Hugues and Artois, always helping him eliminate hidden dangers."

Jian Na smiled sadly: "That's our elected congressman, but his secretary and assistant secretary deliberately greeted us with a big explosion."

"Are you scared?" Lumian asked mockingly.

Jian Na was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Lumian said to himself: "I have never enjoyed the benefits of Intis, nor have I ever voted. If something similar happens to me, let alone the secretary of the congressman, not even the congressman himself, or even the president who rules this country, I won't let it go either!

"My sister said something, only blood can repay blood. I don't care who the person who bleeds is."

Jian Na's expression was distorted again, and she said with extreme pain: "My mother has always taught me to be kind, to know how to forgive, and not to let suffering and hatred control my life. That way I can't see the light...

Don’t wait for Lumian and Franka to talk.

, she lowered her head and said through gritted teeth, "But I really hate it!"

"Kill all your enemies and you won't let hatred control your life." Lumian curled his lips and said.

Jian Na was silent for a few seconds, then said "Yeah" and said, "At least, at least I won't let go of that secretary Rona!"

Franka immediately praised: "Very good, keep this spirit." She then emphasized: "Of course, revenge cannot be blind or impulsive. You must wait until you have enough strength and wait until the opportunity arises before taking action. Otherwise, you will only cause your relatives and friends to suffer more harm, and you will watch helplessly as your enemies are still alive and well."

"Yeah." Jenna nodded slightly.

Late at night, Jenna, who had changed into her usual clothes, returned to her home at No. 17 Pasteur Street in the Botanical Garden with mixed emotions.

It is very close to a large number of factories on Rue Saint-Gerre in the market area and south of the Botanical Garden. In order to facilitate the work of Elodie and Julian, Jenna's family chose to rent here.

As soon as Jian Na opened the door, she saw her brother Julian squatting by the window with his head in his hands.

Her heart sank and she asked with a trembling voice: "Julian, what's wrong with you?"

Julian, who was sitting next to the old wooden table in the crimson moonlight, looked frightened: "Don't fire me, don't fire me!" My mother passed away, really passed away, so I didn't come to the factory in the afternoon... ....

"Don't fire me! Don't fire me!" Mom, Mom, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone in the ward!

"It's all me, it's all me!" Woohoo! "Julian burst into tears like a frightened child.

He seemed to have gone mad.

Jian Na stood in the darkness at the door, staring blankly at her brother like this, feeling that she was slowly and uncontrollably falling into the bottomless abyss.