Silent Crown Chapter 417: Witness

In the silence, Bastion pulled one from the pile of photos in his hand and held it in front of Ye Qingxuan.

The picture shows a deserted village. The crooked stone pillars and rotting wood in the dry wasteland have piled up into several buildings that can be called houses.

The sallow-faced farmers are in ragged clothes, smoking cigarettes from the leaves of a certain plant, and have mutilated teeth.

"Ye Qingxuan, do you remember where this is?"

"Oz."

Ye Qingxuan replied: "The nearest village to Auschwitz, the last supply point before entering Auschwitz. I have been there and I remember it.

Samuel...Before he passed away, he wanted to drill a well for them, and he also asked me to borrow money. "

"Did you agree?" Bastion asked.

Ye Qingxuan nodded.

"Congratulations, this money can be left."

Bastien said flatly: "They don't need any wells anymore."

He took out the second and third photos and placed them in front of Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

It's devastated.

No more villages can be seen. Those houses have been destroyed. In the mess, the whole village has disappeared, and the dark children in the ruins are searching for the tattered ones.

"The aftermath of the war spread to the surrounding area because of your missed fighters."

Bastien said: "Six small towns, including Oz, are no longer inhabitable. They have lost their last land and are displaced.

The kid you saw is the last resident here. His mother has abandoned him and fled. The father was buried in ruins and died of suffocation.

If the gates of heaven were opened half an hour earlier, they could live. "

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"Look at the next copy."

The photo is of a broken cruise ship.

"A month ago, there was an attack on the Mick. It was the first assault on Colt as we know it." Bastian’s voice was like reading the news, not eager or slow, cold. And objective:

"Sixteen people were slightly injured and a crew member was seriously injured. A pregnant woman was frightened, miscarried, and lost her child. Her family was broken because of this, and the doctor diagnosed that she could not get pregnant again.

As a result, the shipping company to which this cruise ship belongs was burdened with a large amount of debt, and the turnover was not working well and was acquired by another company. Two directors went bankrupt as a result.

The son of one of the directors had just been admitted to the First National University of Burgundy this year, so he dropped out. He could have become an actuary. "

"I object!"

Aldrich roared: "This has nothing to do with this case!"

"The objection is invalid." Judge Borja hammered: "Continue."

So, continue.

"The third copy."

Bastien turned up another photo: "Because of an inexplicable disaster in the Bardez hotel chain, 600 employees were unemployed. Most of them came from the slums, and there was no other removal except here. "

"The fourth copy, Burgundy Railway Company..."

"The fifth copy, the precious metal exchange office of the Asgard Deutsche Bank..."

Ye Qingxuan stared at the photo silently, and on the back of his hand, the blue veins collapsed.

"Also, this one..."

Bastiao unfolded the photo in his hand: "You launched an attack in front of the Holy City gate half a month ago. Sixteen knights of the Witch’s Hammer died as a result, and six others have a bright future. Musician.

This is their corpse...their family can't even distinguish their father and husband from the molten iron and coke. A total of 91 innocent people suffered bereavement as a result.

Some of them are sitting in the seats behind you. You can look back at them. "

Bastien stretched his hand to behind Ye Qingxuan:

"——Go tell her that you are not guilty."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, looking back stiffly after a long time.

At the back of the auditorium, the old woman with black veil lowered her head and curled up in the corner. Beside her, a fourteen-year-old girl hugged her mother, staring at Ye Qingxuan angrily, her eyes were red, but she stubbornly refused to cry.

The look in those eyes is very familiar, like looking in a mirror and seeing myself seven years ago.

Ye Qingxuan stared at her blankly, and dropped his eyes after a long time.

Bastien looked at his gradually pale face, there was no contempt or hostility in his eyes, and his expression was indifferent, as if waiting for his reply.

For a long time, Ye Qingxuan made a sound:

"Sure, let me have a look again?"

"Okay."

Bastien raised his eyebrows slightly, and passed all the photos in his hand to Ye Qingxuan. Seeing him looking carefully one by one, the coldness and contempt in his heart grew.

People have weaknesses.

Everyone has it.

Taking the heart first-this is the strategy that the sixteen prosecutors summed up after analyzing the case for a month.

Sixteen prosecutors who have sent unknowingly many vicious prisoners, perverts, and murderers to prison for decades, have found weaknesses.

It is also Ye Qingxuan's biggest weakness.

According to the profile of his personality, the **** sinner, although his psychology and performance seem extremely normal most of the time, he is actually a lunatic who is paranoid in some respects to be unreasonable.

Combined with his historical behavior style, he has a strong sense of moral cleanliness and mission.

Moreover, he has strong sympathy and compassion for people who have suffered the same as his own, even more than cherishing his own life.

Such people only care about their own ideas and ideas.

To deal with this kind of person, you can't bully, because bullying won't work. Nor can it be lured, because nothing can tempt him at all.

Any pain and torture are nothing but spiritual food for him, only that he becomes stronger.

At this point, I have to admit that he is very strong, very strong... almost like a saint.

Unfortunately, the saints also have their weaknesses.

Huge weakness...

Bastien sneered in his heart: If you feel that you are right, let you see the evil results that you have created, and the sins that are caused by the ideals you pursue!

What you have to maintain at all costs, in the end, what a disaster has been caused!

When the saint discovers his original sin, he will fall.

What about you?

"Ye Qingxuan?"

Bastien stared at him: "Are you really at ease?"

"Protest!"

Aldrich roared: "There is inducement in the prosecutor's words! Bastian, put away your despicable business! Don't defile the law again..."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Aldrich."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and made a sound.

Aldrich was stunned and looked back to see his profile.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the photos in his hands, paying attention and carefully, looking at them one by one, not missing any detail. Looking at those crying faces, his expression became sad.

The eyes are sad.

Aldrich was cold all over his body.

He stretched out his hand and forcibly snatched the photos from Ye Qingxuan, angrily tore them up, and threw them into the trash can.

Bastien didn't stop him, just looked at him with mocking eyes.

"My client is mentally unstable and unable to accept questions." Aldrich interrupted him: "Your Honor, I ask for an adjournment!"

"I am sober."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and said something that made Aldrich unbelievable, "I am also glad to be able to see these photos."

Bastien smiled:

"So, what do you think?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, making a sound:

"I...I'm sorry."

Bastien took a step forward, staring at the young man, seeing the sadness and sadness in his eyes, and seeing the tears in the corners of his eyes. It was like seeing the last straw that crushed the camel, and I was ecstatic!

The breakthrough is open!

As expected.

His heart has been overwhelmed by guilt!

Next, no matter how Anglo is blocking him, as long as he induces a little, no one can stop him from walking onto the gallows!

But the next moment, Bastian's carefully prepared line stiffened on his face before he could say it.

"——Because the person who made these sacrifices and the person who bears these costs is not me."

Wait!

Bastien was in a daze for a moment.

Something seems...not quite right!

Ye Qingxuan's voice continued, full of grief, but no repentance:

"These days, I have been thinking: If all the pain can be borne by me alone, how good would it be? Unfortunately, this is absolutely impossible."

The voice was full of grief, like a crocodile gazing at the remains of its prey, tears pretendingly.

What the **** are you talking about!

Bastien was stunned. He wanted to lift Ye Qingxuan's collar and roared: I don't want to hear this!

But Ye Qingxuan looked at him, but showed a relieved smile, as if he had been redeemed.

"Fortunately, they can still hate me, right?"

-

Bastien's pupils diminished, and cold sweat leaked from the back of his neck, as if he had seen the true face of the monster.

This... lunatic!

His heart couldn't help twitching, staring at the young man in front of him, but he didn't dare to look at those grateful eyes anymore, he just felt suffocated.

I guessed wrong.

From the beginning, they guessed wrong.

This madman will never regret anything he has done, nor does he feel that what he has done is wrong. On the contrary, he felt that he was doing an extremely right thing.

And this lore prepared by himself and so many people schemingly is nothing but a regret medicine for him to make up for the grief in his heart! Now he has swallowed the medicine, crunchy, he is still thanking himself!

Then opened his mouth and told him: It tastes good, I want it!

Thank you, Bastian.

You saved a monster...

At that moment, Bastian felt regret, regretting his arrogance.

When dealing with such a freak, even if he still holds the senses and thoughts of ordinary people, he will feel that the other person is a young man, so he will take it lightly.

Things like musicians were originally an alien who violated human relations and common sense and stepped on the edge. What's more, this genius who has been praised and admired by countless powerful people is not a genius among geniuses.

It's also a freak among freaks.

He should do whatever it takes!

Abandon those indifferent reservations and dignity, pull this monster to the gallows, and bury him completely!

At that moment, Bastian finally made up his mind.

He stretched out his hand, took out the handkerchief, wiped the greasiness on the nose, took a step back cautiously, and stopped looking at Ye Qingxuan's eyes. He spoke, his voice trembling slightly:

"Your Honor...We, apply for a witness to appear."

"No!"

Aldrich raised his hand, "The witness is not on the list!"

"The circumstances are special, the amount of evidence is huge, and there is excuse for the omissions in the report."

Judge Borja gave the gavel: "The objection is invalid."

So Bastian finally settled down and regained his composure.

It doesn't matter, if the weight is not enough, you can add more!

Let me see the limit of your endurance, Ye Qingxuan...

And with the gradual footsteps in the corridor outside the door, the door opened.

Accompanied by the guards, a young man in a white musician's gown walked in and stood above the witness seat. He raised his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan, his face was thin and his beard had not been shaved for a long time.

It's as if he didn't sleep well, his eyes were still bloodshot.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"Miller?"

Miller looked at him coldly, like a sinner.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn't heard.

It turned out to be Miller...

-

"Mike J. Miller."

Bastien stood beside him and said softly, "Tell everyone who you are."

"I am... a musician from the Trinity College of the Holy City, the Francois School of the Chantist School, a participant in the trial a few months ago, and one of the survivors of the Auschwitz incident."

He paused and glanced at Ye Qingxuan with a calm expression: "I came here today to expose the true face of this sinner for everyone."

"Oh?"

Bastien turned around and looked at Ye Qingxuan in amazement: "Have you been in contact with the suspect?"

"In Auschwitz, we are on the same team, and I am the team doctor. My friend Samuel invited him to the team, and I have no objection." Miller lowered his head: "This is one of my last regrets. Something."

"Really?"

Bastien asked: "So, what do you think of the suspect?"

"Ye Qingxuan has never fulfilled his responsibilities as a musician. He has always been outside the group, preferring crooked things, pretending to be mysterious.

He was never keen on trials, and even deliberately slowed down everyone's progress. No one knew what he was thinking. Therefore, no one trusted him. More people have chosen Colt. "

He paused, his voice low:

"...From the beginning, his relationship with the Romulus was unclear."

"Is there any evidence? Mr. Miller." Bastian said indifferently: "The court is a place where evidence is presented. It is difficult to establish with your empty words."

"All musicians who have been to Auschwitz can attest."

Miller said confidently: "I once saw him enter and exit the Romulus elder's tent and have close contacts with his daughter. Even, he later deliberately delayed the military plane, which was also related to the little girl. He was to that little girl... He was to that little girl..."

He gritted his teeth and made a sound: "There seems to be some kind of sick emotion, otherwise..."

"Miller!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly made a sound, which was sharp, like a roar of a lion, and everyone's eardrums were tingling. Miller's voice also paused, his body stiff.

"Warn once, and the suspect keeps quiet."

Borja hammers: "Don't endlessly provoke court order."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, holding the half-person-height railing deputy in front of him with both hands, his finger bones were white, and his blue veins jumped up.

"Elsa is dead, Miller."

He stared at Miller's back, his voice hoarse: "Don't let the dead be ashamed!"

Miller turned his back to him and was silent.

Bastien's eyes lit up, almost overjoyed.

Breakthrough, found!

However, don't worry, there is no need to force him into the corner now.

A good hunter must have patience and tighten the lasso little by little, so that he has no place to hide! If you push him too much now, I'm afraid there will be an unforeseen rebound, so take your time...

He pressed the impulse and changed the question.

"As far as I know: among the charges you reported to the court, Ye Qingxuan was suspected of dealings with black musicians, right? As a personal experience of the attack on black musicians, have you ever seen it with your own eyes? "

"Yes."

Miller said: "Although I didn't think about it at the time, I found out later when I thought about it.

At Auschwitz, there were masters from various countries and elites from different schools, but under the attack of the black musicians, there was no way to fight back. There must be an inner ghost between us...

Moreover, I have seen with my own eyes his special treatment among black musicians.

The black musician valued him very much, even more than everyone else... He even led the black musician to the gathering place of the survivors to lure them to attack, so as to confuse more people to flee with him.

Later, I discovered that he and one of the black musicians named Naberis had some kind of personal friendship, calling each other friends.

These are all what I have seen with my own eyes, heard with my own ears, and there is no falsehood. "

There is dead silence in the courtroom.

"Naberis?"

Everyone looked at each other, as if they had heard the name.

"Nabelis is rarely known by the real name, maybe he is more famous as his title."

Bastien sneered and drew out a thick pile of documents to distribute to the judge and jury.

"The son of the white pupil, the six-legged beast, and the miraculously rising black musician, said to be a rare genius in a century. Although I don’t know why it disappeared, there have been many terrorist attacks, more than sixteen. The death of the musicians in the Holy City has something to do with him, including three agents from the silent agency.

The last time he made a high profile appearance was during the Auschwitz, Romulus incident, he fled because of the bad situation, and his body was not found in the subsequent clearance.

But according to the investigation, he apparently has occupied a high-level position in the "Praise of the Destruction"~IndoMTL.com~ may even be one of the planners of the Romulus incident! "

Ye Qingxuan doesn't want to listen anymore.

What Miller said has more or less facts, or misunderstandings of facts.

Although there are many things in this that he has never seen with his own eyes, what about it? Even if it is just chasing after the wind, it is enough to have a strong negative impact on him.

Also, the main reason for him to stand here is probably not against the judge and the jury?

Ye Qingxuan knew in his heart.

This is targeting myself...

This is a warning.

Miller, just the beginning.

Those who want to cause themselves and death, send him to the gallows, are telling him: Your former friends will stand here one by one, accusing you, making you infamous and defeated!

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes. (To be continued.)