[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 31

Probably no one would have imagined that Yimulian, who could not answer a single question when asked by reporters, stood on the witness stand and declared to the world: My sentinel is innocent.

He really couldn't sit still.

He had never seen the person sent by the military to sit on the public prosecutor's bench, and he didn't know which onion it was. The epaulets on the military uniform showed that the person had the rank of major, but Yimulian had never seen him before.He probably guessed the reason—the major was temporarily appointed by the military, and even the "public prosecutor" who represented the military was just a fake. How could the person who really wanted to kill himself end up in person?

Of course, it is to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The major read out the testimony aloud: "First of all, it is the identity of Marshal Huang. I have always wondered. Since the founding of the empire, there have been no marshals in the past who did not come from a big family. How can such a person without any family background be able to sit on the board with ease? Is the position of marshal only based on strength? Two years ago, the military carried out a major purge with the help of the Secret Service. Many soldiers with bad "composition" and possible federal blood were expelled from the military. You all probably remember this, right?"

Anything and everything, can this be a criminal evidence!Yimulian scolded shamelessly in his heart angrily, and then froze after scolding - he couldn't even notice any fluctuations in Huang's place.

Huang just stood there, even squinting at the major contemptuously, unmoved at all.

"We suspect these people who have been removed from the military. After investigation, 76% of them sided with the Marshal Huang in the election for the replacement of the Marshal. Then Marshal Huang took the position for less than three months, just like It is to drive those people out of the army like weeds and roots. Marshal Huang, do you have a clear conscience?"

In court, when anyone speaks, others are not allowed to interrupt. This rhetorical question is more like making things difficult: Hey, anyway, if you can’t refute me, I can say whatever I like.

He spoke eloquently, but in the face of the marshal's glaring gaze, he couldn't help but shed a cold sweat: "The federation's constant harassment for many years has made the federation's blood unwelcome in the empire. These people are dead..."

Yimulian looked at the right timing, and gave a spiritual cue to a yawning sentry beside him. The sentry suddenly sat upright, more active than the students who raised their hands to speak enthusiastically in class!The sentinel interrupted the major's chatter in a fit of indignation: "Mr. Judge, I don't think the major's statement is relevant to the case!"

Normally, observers cannot interrupt the trial process, which is very abnormal.Everyone around looked over in amazement, and the sentinel who had been hinted by the spirit didn't feel ashamed at all, and repeated the sentence again like a machine.

The judge glanced over solemnly, and said slowly, "...the objection is valid."

This major obviously has no distinction between primary and secondary. He expounded too much on one matter. Although on the surface, this point of view can be stated clearly and logically, but too much repetition will not only fail to form a chain of evidence, but also ramble about in order to confirm the point of view. Nonsensical narratives are more likely to expose logical deficiencies.

Yimulian can probably guess what the major is going to say after this sentence - many of these people have died, and the empire can reasonably suspect that after the marshal took office, he was worried that the old account books would be dug out and bloodbathed one day, and he would kill people for this. It happened to be some suspicious elements who were found to have federal ancestry. Political factors were too sensitive, and the empire had a hundred ways to cover up the matter.

As for how people die, and whether they are really dead, what is there to pursue for those one-sided words?

Whether you disagree or agree with it, they are all "dead" after all.

"Hmph, the military department has found a guide who survived the disaster, and she hopes to testify for it." The major glared at the sentry, and the sentry suddenly realized that he had contradicted the military just now!He hurriedly shook his head, wanting to say that he didn't do it himself, and a guide was hinting at him!Hinted at him when he was yawning when he was least focused, but no one was paying attention to him anymore.

The witness was brought in, a female guide, more "brought in" than "brought in."

There was water in the corner of her eyes, and seeing Huang standing in the defendant's place with handcuffs, she shivered unconsciously: "I...before I was fired from the military, I followed the radical faction who tried to support the Marshal's position."

The major's tone softened, and he asked her, "Because you're a federal citizen?"

She fell into hesitation, her fingers were cold and trembling unceasingly.

She thought of her sentinel who was still forcibly detained in the correctional center by the military, and she felt a little chilled.Huang wasn't looking at her, but she could feel the creepy oppression.She knew that it was a natural submission to the sentinel pheromones. Sentinels are beasts. When they face opponents stronger than themselves, they will choose to leave without fighting in more cases. This is their nature.

Thanks to her being a guide.

But she still wanted to escape, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand still: "I..."

The major calmly stepped on her weakness: "I suggest you tell the truth, this is the Imperial Military Court."

She could only grit her teeth: "Yes, I used to be a federal citizen."

"Did you obey the order and vote for Marshal Huang?"

"Yes."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a threat, but this is above the court after all!As long as what she said was the fact she recognized, telling lies and perjury would be another crime.Yimulian wanted to jump out and scold him angrily: Do you dare to touch your conscience and say that you have a clear conscience?Do you dare to accept the consciousness cloud scan of the Secret Service?Oh no, what a joke, the secret service department also belongs to the military department, how could it be against the intention of the military department!

He just didn't understand what made the military suddenly give up Huang.

Or is there a disagreement within the military, and the person who wants to overthrow the current marshal of the empire suddenly has the upper hand?

"Is it because your Marshal Huang is from the Federation?" the major said slowly.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

Yimulian pointed his mental tentacles at the sentry just now, and the sentry stood up again: "No, it's time for the witness to speak, please let her speak for herself!"

This time the judge ignored him: "The objection is invalid."

The female guide was so anxious that she wanted to shout out in court, "They forced me", but her life and the lives of her sentries were not in her hands at this moment. They had clearly fled to the edge of the city to live incognito, but they were still picked up by the military.She has no choice, she is not selfless enough to voluntarily give up her own life - besides, as long as she intends to resist, her sentinel will die somewhere without anyone noticing: "... yes."

The major showed a confident smile, and aggressively slapped the document in his hand on the desk: "This is the report from the Secret Service Division on Marshal Huang's identity verification."

The clamor was loud, and he proudly glanced at Huang with scrutiny: "Isn't Marshal Huang self-confident because of his outstanding ability and not being disturbed by the guide? Yes, you can pass the scan of the Secret Service without showing your feet. It's so amazing, but I didn't expect to leave a fish that slipped through the net so that it's 'unsafe at the end of the festival'!"

Huang snorted coldly, "Oh."

Yimulian's nails scraped across the wooden fence, and the piercing and noisy sharp sound attracted the attention of everyone in the court-martial. He was not afraid of those gazes, but he was really in the way of not being angry in court.

"Sorry." He said insincerely.Complaining, pitiful, and blaming eyes were like laser beams trying to shoot through him, there was nothing to be afraid of, he had seen this battle long ago.

"Admiral Yimulian, I advise you to stay calm. I remember that you are the current secretary of Marshal Huang. As the guide of the marshal, it is impossible for you not to know about such a big information leak, and you cannot escape being suspected of being an accomplice. " The major said so, but he didn't intend to continue on this topic: "I can understand the marshal's dissatisfaction. Of course, the military department can't just rely on the words of one person to accuse you..."

"Secondly, I want to mention Admiral Yimulian's 'sad event'."

Yimulian clenched his fists, a layer of guard appeared in his eyes.

"Half a year ago, the marshal escaped from the imperial capital after a cabinet rebellion because of a secret order from a high-level military department. Even the admiral's heart-wrenching pain couldn't have been faked! But at that time, the two of you didn't unite at all. A marriage bestowed by the empire, if you haven't been married for half a year, there must be something unspeakable."

The major was in a high mood, and he was singing and advancing all the way until now, except for being interrupted twice by inexplicable passers-by, he took a document on a whim, glanced at it and laughed strangely: "Oh! There is no backup of the combined report. It is archived at the White Tower. However, by investigating the files, we can know that the marshal and the general submitted a joint report under pressure from the military a week ago. I want to ask Marshal Huang, who joined the White Tower after a year of registration. The reason will never be positive—”

The sentry next to Yimulian twitched twice, and stood up in a very unique posture: "Major, what about your quality?"

Knowing that this is Yimulian's trick, Huang choked out with great interest.

The sentinel on the other end of the clear connection only took these statements as entertainment, but they couldn't calm down at all.

——The two "criminal evidence" provided by the major happened to step on the most inexplicable places.The reason why Huang was overly promoted to this position, even if it had nothing to do with the federal army, must have something to do with the identity of the Dark Sentinel.

Yimulian remembers that it was written in the book. "The Dark Sentinel will always become the king of an era, and the position of Chief Sentinel will always fall into the hands of the Dark Sentinel like fate. There have been many cases to prove this in the past hundred years." He later went to the book to confirm it again , and finally believed Hongye's nonsense.

He didn't think she had to lie to him.

Trusting people so easily, if Huang finds out about it, he will probably suffer another round of embarrassment.

But how should we respond?He couldn't think of it, could he tell the whole truth?But is the so-called "truth" really as simple as I thought?

"Of course, that's impossible. We can completely assume that Marshal Huang was afraid that he would be discovered by the general through a formal combination because he was afraid that he was a federal undercover agent. That's why the two didn't combine half a year ago. Now they are being watched by the military. In fact, if we don't combine again, we will only attract suspicion, so we have no choice but to do so."

The major really wanted to ask the judge to drive the sentry who was hinted by Ichimokulian off the gallery, but unfortunately the judge was unmoved and could only continue to say: "Admiral Lian is full of righteous indignation, does he still want to testify for the marshal? Wake up, you are also on the suspect list, and the testimony of witnesses with kinship has no probative effect at all."

Yimulian finally couldn't help interrupting: "So what, you can come and scan me."

"Silence!" the judge reminded.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Even the admiral was knocked out by the federal resonance bomb, and without his mental barrier, if he accepts the consciousness cloud scan, he might still have some credibility." The major said passionately to himself Talk to yourself.

Finally, Yimulian couldn't listen anymore, got up and nimbly rolled over the railing of the hearing booth, and landed lightly on the court.He pretended not to hear the judge's stern stop, resisted the bewilderment of speaking in full view, and asked the judge: "As mentioned earlier, Mr. Judge, I think I can play a great role in restoring the truth. I I lost my senses, there is no barrier, any guide from the Secret Service Division can detect the truth from my spiritual realm."

The judge was an old man who didn't like all the accidents that happened in the courtroom, but maybe something influenced him, and he didn't even sound the gavel to ask the bailiff to drive Yimulian out.

Yimulian feels that it is extremely romantic now, if he can really be as optimistic as he thinks.

"I don't mind being scanned, just to prove one thing - my sentinel is innocent."

He was very nervous, with hot sweat on his forehead, greedily feeling the sentinel pheromone from the other end of the spiritual connection, and seeing each other every day was like three autumns, it was really a "long absence".He took off the ribbon that symbolized honor hanging from his shoulders. He bet his honor as a soldier and an admiral here, and he was not afraid of being scanned.

He recovered, recovered less than an hour ago, with Huang's help.

Sure enough, he is still an optimist, even standing in the gallery, he can still smile.

Then he heard someone speak.It was not the flying major who spoke, but Huang who had been standing in the defendant's seat and turned a blind eye to a series of allegations.

"Hold on."

Yimulian felt that the look in his eyes at this moment must be extremely strange.

"Go back, Admiral, I don't need a defense."

Huang held up the chrome handcuffs with a solemn expression, as if he was paying homage to Jesus.His mind was blank, his heart was beating, beating, squeezing his throat one after another, his whole body seemed to be thrown into a glacier, and the bottomless fear overflowed from the cracks in his bones.

That aura seemed like he was about to say "I plead guilty" at any time.

tbc