Chapter 9, there is only one truth

"During the first interrogation, their statements did not match at all, so I asked again. This is the record." Franda respectfully handed over the record.

Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty! The puppets shouted in unison, echoing the judge's verdict—though they had no trachea or mouth, they still produced sound, as if behind each puppet there was a transparent puppeteer, speaking in unison through ventriloquism

A little girl with wolf ears, resembling Veronica, is standing in the defendant's seat, looking around helplessly, her eyes brimming with tears

Aiden quietly watched this absurd scene. In reality, countless people feared Veronica, the pureblood werewolf. Her ferocity and overwhelming strength made both the guards and the inmates wary of her. It is likely that the public and her colleagues, who knew she was a werewolf, felt similarly.

Veronica opened her mouth to cry out in grievance, but no sound came from her throat, as if an invisible barrier enveloped her, isolating all the sounds she attempted to make

These two individuals are indeed quite righteous. Aiden laughed mockingly, returned the notes to Flanda, and said, "Both of them will be placed under ten days of confinement, with their treatment level reduced to the lowest. The matter of extortion will be filed separately, and we should congratulate them as their sentences are about to be extended."

Those who intervened to stop the two individuals in Room 6 can be considered as acting heroically without further inquiry, but the soap she dropped on the ground caused other inmates to slip and get injured, and she must bear some responsibility for this negligence. We must act according to the regulations, right?" Aiden smiled

However, Aiden remained very cautious: "This alone cannot determine that she is innocent, can it? I have seen many criminals with distorted thoughts who insist that their criminal actions are justified, believing that the legal judgment against them is a form of persecution."

Alright, I understand what you mean. Aiden nodded thoughtfully and said, "Lift the illusion."

After listening to Fei'er’s explanation, Aiden understood a little bit.

With a snap of her fingers, Aiden's consciousness returned to reality from the illusion in the blink of an eye. At that moment, Flanda happened to push the door open from outside and saluted him: "Warden!"

Only the two of them were alive in the audience, while the other seats were occupied by puppets without facial features. After the judge's verdict was announced, the hands of these puppets were raised as if pulled by invisible threads, and they began to applaud

What did you ask? Aiden reacted and turned around.

The audience of onlookers are all foolish puppets, who cheer and celebrate the outcome of "the evil werewolf police being brought to justice," yet remain unaware of their own deception and manipulation

"No need, I will go myself," Aiden waved his hand, "Just in time, I have some questions to ask her privately"

Yet she herself, despite being born with the formidable strength of a pure-blood werewolf, remains a small and helpless girl on the opposite side of society.

However, I saw many scenes in her dreams, but I could not find any related to the scene of her committing murder. Since she is so concerned about her death sentence, how could she have no profound impression of the act of killing? This is very unusual. " With a determined expression, Fei'er raised a finger and magically conjured a detective's hat and pipe for herself, " Therefore, there is only one truth: she is wrongfully accused! "

This is a very strange trial, where the judge, the prosecutor, and the members of the jury are all giants over three meters tall. These giants have no eyes or ears, with only noses and enormous mouths remaining, creating a rather bizarre appearance

Many people dream of their childhood selves when they lack a sense of security. Fei'er calmly explained, In their memories, childhood is the most vulnerable period of their lives. Once they experience feelings of helplessness or grievance in adulthood, they tend to associate these feelings with their childhood memories

This is the impression that the trial left in Veronica's heart: at this trial, the prosecutor who accused her, the judge who tried her, and the jurors were all giants against whom she was powerless to resist. These giants were blind and deaf, unable to see the facts or hear her defense

When they were interrogated by Franda for the second time, their testimonies became somewhat more credible. They admitted to extorting Fei'er, and most of the details were consistent with those stated by Veronica and Fei'er. The only contradictory aspect was that they accused each other of being the principal perpetrator of the extortion against Fei'er, claiming that they were merely coerced accomplices.

And - Picture - Book "Keep her in confinement for half a day, and return her to her room tomorrow morning." Aiden immediately gave the instruction

Yes, in her shattered dreams, this scene appears most frequently. Phil is sitting beside him, sharing the seat, and has handed over a bag full of popcorn.

Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty!

"Is this ... ... the trial of Veronica?" Aiden reacted.

The deafening shouts from the entire courtroom calling for her death echoed, yet she could only comically wave her hands and futilely open her mouth, as if performing in a silent film

Then what is her own situation? Aiden pointed again at the defendant's stand

Why do these people all look so strange? Aiden looked around.

"Is she also going to be put in confinement?" Flanda hesitated a bit

However, in Veronica's own subconscious, everything was reversed; everyone here wanted to kill her, but she was utterly powerless to resist

Aiden did not manage to eat it, and he still dared not be certain whether this succubus would take the opportunity to harm him. Perhaps while eating in this dream, he was actually gnawing on the pillow in the infirmary in reality.

The judge, the jury, the prosecutor, and the audience in the gallery all shouted in unison, simultaneously extending a hand to make a thumbs-down gesture.

This is her dream, and dreams are inherently strange. The images of these characters have evolved from the impressions of these individuals in her subconscious. " Phil replied while eating popcorn.

Aiden quickly skimmed through the statements, noting that both Anna and Catherine initially pointed their accusations at Veronica. However, there were many contradictions in the details, which clearly indicated issues. This was understandable, as Veronica's sudden appearance was completely unexpected for them. From being beaten up by Veronica to being detained by the riot police, they had no opportunity to coordinate their accounts.

"Understood, so what should we do about the death row inmate... Veronica?" Flanda asked cautiously, her attitude becoming more careful after realizing that she had almost wrongly accused Veronica due to her unilateral decision.

"Alright, I understand. Then I will arrange for someone from the night shift to watch over her," replied Flanda

In the past, when the barbaric practice of slave gladiatorial combat still existed, the audience would collectively vote on the fate of the defeated after a deadly fight. A thumb raised upwards signified their permission for the defeated to live, while a thumb pointed downwards urged the victor to execute the defeated.