Intergalactic Era of Gossip

The gold-wire glasses reflected a strange light under the daylight.

"You mean, whether it's Langdon Street or Crescent Lake, you are with Marshal Sayles?"

Naryn thought for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment.

"Yes."

In an instant, things became clear: He hadn't thought before that, instead of exhausting his words to get rid of the crime, he could actually use Sells as a witness.

He glanced at a certain man in uniform sitting in the auditorium, and thought, this is the perfect incarnation in the eyes of most empires, the representative of integrity. If his words are not yet credible, then add a Sells...

The chief asked: "Is he true?"

The other judges on the bench cast their eyes together.

Sells stood up, quietly avoided Princess Sasha who was half of her body approaching, and walked towards the center of the court hall.

"Well, that time on Langton Street, Narren and I met for lunch together. That shop is relatively cheap, but the taste is very good." He stood beside Narren and smiled: "The consumer center should be able to Find our records."

Narren: "..." Sayles' testimony was very beneficial to him. But...please look at the questioner when answering the question, thank you.

It's a pity that his wish did not make the Marshal aware of it, and instead of looking away from him, Sells seemed to have his gaze more firmly attached to him.

"Oh, Dia and the other soldiers should have seen us out."

Narren: "Yes."

Sells: "The surveillance equipment in front of the store also has images of us coming in and out."

Naryn's expression became subtle.

It is indeed a man who can establish a lot of merit in the imperial capital at a young age, and he can provide so many proofs in a few words!

The chief said: "With these evidences, the suspicion of the Prince's incident on Langton Street can be ruled out. But..." He pushed his glasses and asked his doubts: "Why didn't Your Highness say it at the beginning?"

——Because he forgot.

Narren: "Because..." He lowered his eyes, stared at the floor thinking for half a second, and sighed: "I thought the untenable test like shape contrast was not enough to prove anything, and I didn't take it to heart. I didn’t expect to trouble others to testify in court in the end."

Naryn stabs a few words implicitly, suggesting that the problem lies with the court.

In the auditorium, several respectable elders frowned.

Indeed, how can such a test, which only has reference value, be put on the court as a conclusive conclusion. And it is such a special existence as the circular hall!

This is obviously not in line with the formal process.

Even the students showed suspicious expressions one after another, seeming to disagree with this behavior of the trial court.

The chief heard his intentions and also noticed the changes in the atmosphere in the court.

——But behind countless coincidences, there must be tricks.

Many years of practicing in the law convinced him.

When so many coincidences happen to the same person, the truth may be buried under any trivial incident. Therefore, he didn't want to let go of any detail...Unexpectedly, this savvy young man seized the opportunity to retaliate inwardly.

At this time, someone in the gallery raised his hand.

In addition to allowing citizens to listen, the court will also grant some qualified observers the right to ask questions. The requirements are very strict, not many people have the right to ask questions, and young people are even rarer. It just so happens that there is a student in today's trial court who has outstanding academic performance and spends all his spare time on auditing cases, so he was given the right to ask questions.

Bystanders know that sometimes, they can capture some details that were ignored by the judges.

The chief thought for a moment and made a wait gesture. Right now, he didn't plan to interrupt his interrogation.

"What about Crescent Lake?"

Sayles said: "I pulled him over."

He recounted what happened during the hunting game, and also roughly mentioned the fact that he was "subdued" by Narren. On the road afterwards, he remembered that he had strayed into Crescent Lake a few years ago, and felt that the scenery there was good, so he wanted to take Narren to take a look.

Because of some secret emotions, he didn't even say it clearly, but seemed to lead the way unintentionally.

Naren: "...Wait, didn't I just find Crescent Lake by luck?"

Sells smiled, his expression meaningful.

Naryn: "..."

So it's Sells who is lucky?

The prince frowned, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sells also mentioned that not long after entering Crescent Lake, he received the news that "worms broke into the celebration venue", and guessed that they might even sneak into the jungle.

However, looking at His Royal Highness, who was sitting by the lake enjoying the scenery, he couldn't bear to say something disappointing at this time.

"I asked him to wait for me where I was." Sells said faintly, "It's chaotic outside. But the location of Crescent Lake is hidden, and it is difficult for the insects to find it. I thought I could rush back right after I settled the matter, but I didn't expect it to be overestimated. Lost myself."

Naryn said quietly, "So that's why you let me wait for a few hours by myself?"

Sells guiltyly admitted his mistake.

Narendra said: "As soon as I left Crescent Lake, I met Langa within a few steps."

Selsi said with regret: "Langa shouldn't notice the entrance of Crescent Lake."

As long as he continues to stay by the lake, he won't have an unexpected encounter with Lan Chong.

Naren was silent for a long time before accepting the fact that he came out at the wrong time and caused the "catching **** in the forest".

——I knew he shouldn't have to wait for those few more minutes.

The Crescent Lake incident was finally restored in the narrative of Marshal Sells.

Several judges, including the chief, were all lost in thought.

The whole court was silent.

The young judge said with difficulty: "Then...there is only the princess dinner."

Naryn waited for a while and said, "Actually..."

Everyone looked at him in unison, with terrible wolf lights flashing in their eyes.

It is a pity that Naryn faced the trial seat and did not feel the difference.

"One thing, I have to say...about Sells."

Princess Salsa covered her chest and suddenly said, "No, I won't listen!"

Narren: "..." He didn't say anything yet?

Turning around, he met a pair of accusing eyes.

Princess Sasha pointed to the two men in the center of the hall, with complex emotions beyond her age in her eyes, and she trembled: "You, you... are you..."

Naryn narrowed his eyes. "We?"

Sells showed an appropriately curious expression: "What's the matter?"

She took a deep breath and stomped and screamed: "How can you do this?!"

After dropping the words, she slammed out the door without looking back.

Naryn frowned: "What's wrong with her?"

Sells whispered: "I can't guess what a girl thinks."

Naron shook his head and solemnly decided: "It's too shameful. When this matter is over, I'm going to find a etiquette teacher for her."

Sells agreed.

The judges who heard the two people's thoughts from a closer distance: "..."

The episode of Princess Salsa flashed past, as if as long as the two got together, she couldn't escape the ending of "being so angry that she wanted to scream".

The instigators looked at each other a few times, and didn't know what kind of shadow their actions had brought to a sensitive teenage girl who was upright in adolescence.

Regarding the frequently disturbed court order, the judges finally became a little bit unbearable.

The chief coughed, with a straight face, and tried his best to continue to preside over the trial.

"Close to the subject, Your Royal Highness, what did you just want to say?"

Naryn: "..."

Efforts to recall the interrupted thought... His face changed slightly, his eyes drooped, his gray-green eyes turned half a circle, and the afterlight fell on the person beside him.

Sells, who noticed this series of changes in expression, had a frightened expression and suddenly had a bad feeling.

——This is a sign that someone is about to do something bad.

Sure enough, the next second, he heard the other party say.

"Doesn't anyone else have any suspicions except me?" Naron paused for a few seconds and said, "Just now, I found a problem."

Sells realized that Naron was watching him talking, and the hunch grew stronger.

There was a scrutiny in the gray-green eyes: "To be honest, I am not the only one who lacked an alibi at the princess dinner."

The chief nodded: "Yes, there are still some people who can't rule out the suspicion of being absent."

Narren said: "But you must have missed one."

The chief wondered: "Who?"

Narendra said: "Sales."

Sells: "..."

chief:"……"

Everyone: "???"

What the **** is this?

Naryn sneered: "I went to find someone who didn't even remember his looks just because he had been in bed. Isn't it weird? Who knows if Sells is as he said, or if he made it up deliberately? A lie, everyone knows it, and everyone thinks that he was busy drunk with strangers that night and lost his virtue."

"There must be a secret behind all abnormalities. Instead of interrogating me here, you might as well ask other people's suspicious actions."

Sells was silent.

After watching Naron faintly for a long time, he seemed to sigh silently.

The palm of his hand was resting on this clever tongue, and he was about to speak.

"Of course, I'm just giving an example, and I don't really think there is a problem with Sells." Naryn turned around and said seriously: "I have basically ruled out suspicion, whether it is Langton Street or Crescent Lake. Now it's just I feel that if you want to get entangled in the princess dinner, more people will be involved, and I shouldn't be the only one being tried."

He closed the end earnestly: "Of course I believe that Sells will not treason."

The gray-green eyes blinked, as if they were naturally innocent when they looked over.

The chief was expressionless.

On the trial bench behind him, everyone's faces were dumbfounded.

They seem to be getting more and more incomprehensible.

The previous student who raised his hand raised both hands this time.