"Hypocritical bitch!"

"Confess your guilt, you bitch!"

"You're wasting our time every second you live!"

"Hang her, hang her!"

...

Madame Du Barry stood helplessly in the center of the storm. No matter which direction she looked, her eyes met the fierce eyes of the citizens who wanted to eat their flesh and blood raw.

She took two steps back in horror and shouted with a trembling voice:

"No, I didn't! That account was forged! I didn't touch the seven million livres. Are you all fools?! Mopu, you despicable villain!"

Madame Dubarly shouted in despair, trying to make the crowd around her understand that it was impossible and she did not dare to touch the seven million livres.

That was a donation from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. No matter how stupid Madame Du Barry was, she would not get involved with this amount of money.

However, no one would listen to the defense of a hateful sinner. Justice Maupe also looked at Madame Du Barry with cold eyes, quietly waiting for the abuse to subside, and then said:

"Jeanne Bequ, this account comes from the palace. Every record has a seal stamped on it. You say this is forged, but do you have any evidence?"

"I...you...!"

Madame Du Barry was trembling and couldn't say a word. Of course she couldn't prove that the last record was forged. After all, she only learned about the existence of such a record three minutes ago.

Justice Maupp just looked at Madame Du Barry's ugly appearance, and continued after a moment:

"If you have no reasonable doubt, the evidence in this court is valid. What explanation do you have for these records?"

"I don't..."

Madame Du Barry lowered her head in despair. The most important of the hundreds of records were the last three, or rather the last one. And what excuse could she make for a forged record?

Justice Mopp nodded slightly, took the accounts back from the assistant judge calmly, and then looked around at the fifty-two voting judges sitting on both sides.

The voting judges also looked at Justice Mopp and nodded unanimously. Although the final decision moment had not yet come, the judges all knew how to cast their votes.

Madame Du Barry lowered her head and said nothing. She just hoped that this disgusting trial could end as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible from the thousands of bloody mobs surrounding her.

Regardless of whether she is imprisoned or under house arrest, as long as His Majesty the King learns of her whereabouts, Madame Du Barry will have the confidence to stand up immediately with Louis XV's love for her, and backhand the pretentious Maupe and

Bonaparte who dared to send someone to kidnap him was strangled to death.

However, Justice Maupp did not immediately vote.

He picked up the quill and made some notes on the file, then looked at Madame Du Barry again and said:

"Then, Jeanne Bequ, the discussion about your first crime is over. Next is your second crime, but before that..."

Madame Du Barry was stunned again. She could not imagine what else Justice Maupe could do besides misappropriating subsidy funds.

Justice Maupp ignored Madame Du Barry's doubts. He gently put down his quill, looked at the sea of ​​people in the audience, and said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!