The Dark King

On the street outside the Tribunal, there is an exclusive carriage waiting at all times.Hollet got into the carriage, put away the umbrella, and said to the driver in front: "Go home directly tonight, the rain is too heavy, and the road is slower."

"Yes." The driver in front murmured.

The carriage drove slowly and went down the street in the heavy rain.

Hollet sat on a comfortable cotton pad in the carriage and gently rubbed his eyebrows. Recently, he had a lot of work and made him a little tired. With a deep sigh, he picked up the silver teapot on the cart and poured himself a thick cup. Tea, but seeing that there was no hot air at the mouth of the cup, reached out and touched the cup, the temperature was still cold, and I couldn't help feeling annoyed, and said to the driver in front: "I will prepare hot water before I leave work."

"Yes!" the driver in front murmured.

Hollet sighed and leaned on the back cushion, closed his eyes and calmed himself.

Heavy rain was pouring down from the outside of the car. The streets of the commercial area were extremely smooth, and there were few bumps and wobbles along the way.

After a long time, the carriage stopped slowly.

Hollet also opened his eyes slowly, thinking of the wind outside, tightening the neckline of his chest tightly, pushing the door of the car, picking up the umbrella on the side to open it, and getting off the carriage.

"Huh?" Hollet looked at the street in front of him, stunned. Although the heavy rain blurred his sight, he could still see that this was a strange street.

Before he turned around, his head hurt, his eyes were black, he fainted suddenly, the umbrella fell down, and the heavy rain quickly wet his body and submerged him in the stagnant water on the road.

A figure dragged his arm and dragged it into an ordinary house on the side of the road, then came out to pick up the umbrella on the ground and tied the carriage to the pillar next to it. Then he walked back into the house and lighted the door. Close gently.

With a pop, a pot of cold water suddenly poured on Hollet’s head, waking him up, and his neatly slicked hair scattered on his face. He hurriedly looked around, and suddenly saw a faint butter lamp hanging in front of him, some dazzling, Under the lamp is a thin and thin figure. As his eyes gradually adapted, he also saw the face of the other party. As a teenager, with his many years of experience in reading people, he instantly determined that the other party's age was never more than 18 years old.

"Who are you?" Hollet struggled a little and saw his hands tied to a post. He didn't panic, but asked with a quick cold face.

Du Dean crouched down and looked at him, said: "Guess what."

Hollet snorted and said, "Isn't it the family or friend of the criminal I tried?"

Du Dian smiled slightly. "It seems that Deacon Huo is still a bit self-knowledge. There are many people who know that he has offended me. Then I will remind you a little bit. Three years ago, you tried a huge theft case. Do you remember?"

"Huge amount of theft?" Hollet frowned slightly, thinking for a moment, and said, "That's what happened, are you the partner of the theft?"

"No, I am a party to that case."

Hollet suddenly froze.

"I want to know what means the Bron family used to allow your deacon in a court to submit to them and work for them." Du Dian smiled: "Is it money or power or something else?"

Hollet took a deep look at him and was silent. After a while, he said: "If I remember well, the crime you committed was already sentenced to reprieve, and the deadline is five years. You can appear here, not What is the background, is he jailbroken?"

"You just need to answer my question." Du Dean squeezed a bunch of his hair softly.

Hollet sneered and said, "Do you think I will bow my head to the criminals? You are too little to see the deacon of the trial office. I advise you to still catch your hand and go back to prison, at least for a year and a half. "

"Won't you bow your head?" Du Dean smiled slightly and pinched the fingers of his tuft of hair suddenly, Hollet's head was suddenly lowered, and his teeth were grinned with pain. "Look, bowing is actually very easy."

Hollet raised his head in anger, and as soon as he lifted it, Du Dean pulled the hair on his forehead and lowered his head.

"Your arrogance and perseverance, but can't withstand this little pain." Du Di'an smiled.

Hollet's body shivered slightly with anger, and his chest undulated violently. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's useless to torture me. Even if you kill me, your crime can't be changed. And, if you kill me, you will be exposed. , The death of a trial deacon will surely disturb the entire trial, and will send everyone to hunt you down!"

"It's really touching." Du Di'an sighed: "I really hope that everyone can think of you, and he still thinks of the enemy when he is dying. Such a mind is really touching. Unfortunately, I'm not asking you to help me Changing the criminal record, I just want to know, who exactly was involved in this case?"

Hollet struggled twice, but his head was pulled down tightly by his hair. He gritted his teeth slightly and said, "This matter has passed for a long time. I have to go back to the trial office and check it out to find out."

Du Di'an smiled and said: "I will help you remember that your wife looks good and your daughter is very beautiful. You said that if you send them to a kiln in a slum, what will happen?"

Hollet shuddered and said angrily: "Fuck things, you dare touch them with a finger, I will never let you go as a ghost!"

"If there are ghosts and spirits, I believe that the number of prisoners dealt with by Deacon Huo should not survive today?" Du Dean said softly: "I have limited patience and the rain is about to stop. I hope our cooperation will be happy next. What do I ask, What do you answer? After all, transporting your wife and daughter to the slum area is also very troublesome. Don’t embarrass me, will you?”

Hollet twisted his neck and stared at Du Dean sideways, finally lowering his head slowly, saying: "If you want to retaliate, you should go to the Bron family and the Milan family. This thing is their collusion. ."

Du Dian smiled and said: "I know this naturally, but it is decisive that you are the prestigious deacon. Your accumulated prestige makes your words have too high credibility, even if it is wrong. , People look at your prestige and will convince you at the first time, instead of trusting a trivial suspect."

Hollet froze and fell silent.

"Is there no one other than these two big families?" Du Dean asked.

Hollet shook his head slightly and said, "No more." After a pause, he looked up to Du Dean: "Aren't you a junior hunter, if you let me go, I have a way to send you out of the wall."

Du Dean shook his head slowly and turned to the room.Hollet noticed a bouquet of roses on the table there, and saw Du Dean picking up two sharp steel nails from the lace, stained with blood stains.

"This is a gift specially prepared for you, I hope you will like it." Du Dean smiled back.