Ning Feng did not act rashly and watched cooperatively as Crow put his arm around his shoulders and used a prop.

Then, in the next moment, they were no longer in the world they once were.

It was like jumping into subspace, and the time in front of me became gray, as if everything had faded away, leaving only a world of black and white.

Even though he was just taking a gentle step, the surrounding scenery quickly receded, which made Ning Feng feel like he was shrinking from the ground.

"Mr. 86, where are we going now?"

The crow's true identity needs to be kept secret, but they still have different names.

Because it was their second meeting and because he was optimistic about Ning Feng's own prospects, Wu Wu still told him his code name after questioning.

Number 86 is a number that is either big or small.

Not sure if it had any special meaning, Ning Feng asked, but No. 86 said nothing about it.

"We, or more specifically you, are going to the Judgment Hall."

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows. Ning Feng was not unfamiliar with this name.

The Hall of Judgment, or the "Hall of the Unliable".

As a legend that every watcher has heard, they all know the efficacy there.

Quite simply, there is only one rule - no one can lie there.

Expose your spiritual soul, and all truth will be revealed without reservation.

Under the restrictions of the edict and rules, any lies will be detected.

Even a legend cannot resist this.

This is not a place worth traveling to.

It is usually used on prisoners whose identities are doubtful or who need to make confessions.

"Have I committed any crime? Or is there anything questionable?"

Although I have many secrets, I will never admit them as long as they are not discovered.

Ning Feng didn't think that the other party could find out all the secrets about him in such a short period of time.

There must be some hidden secret in this.

What is the reason for calling yourself?

"I don't know, it was a task assigned to me personally by the Adjudicator."

"Besides, whatever you have to say, you shouldn't say it to me, but leave it to the adjudicator."

"When the matter is over, if you are innocent, I will naturally give you an explanation."

On the contrary, the court does not need to give you an explanation.

"Haha, this is really overbearing."

In response to Ning Feng's somewhat mocking exclamation, the corners of No. 86's mouth curled up under the mask and he said the same thing:

"Yes, this is what the Tribunal does."

Kill first and report later, investigate the guilty and release the innocent.

What if someone is dissatisfied?

Don't give in and hold it in.

This is not a place of negotiable goodness.

Rather, a polite guy like Crow No. 86 is definitely an exception in the trial court.

Realizing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Ning closed his eyes.

He had a feeling that it might be a difficult confrontation afterwards.

The two of them walked like this, covering an unknown distance.

clatter.

Like the sound of a balloon being popped, Ning Feng felt the instant change.

The surroundings no longer feel lifeless, but they are still uncomfortable.

Even colder.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng squinted slightly and looked at the place where he was.

The design is like a huge court. Although it is a little dark, you can still see the surrounding situation clearly.

The building presents a Gothic style that coexists with splendor and ferociousness. It is surrounded by rows of seats, and Ning Feng himself stands in the center of the venue.

Number 86 beside him disappeared, leaving him alone. He was not shackles, but he was standing alone on a small platform.

The people on the seats around him couldn't see his face clearly, but they were piercing his eyes one after another, trying to strip him naked bit by bit.

"Except there are no shackles, they are treated exactly like prisoners."

After complaining in his heart, Ning Feng finally focused his attention on the existence that could not be ignored and saluted him seriously:

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty the Adjudicator."

"If there is anyone who needs my help, I will do my best."

The Crow wears the Plague Doctor's beak mask, while the Inquisitor's mask is even stranger, with only one huge vertical pupil.

The vertical pupils on the mask moved around Ning Feng's body, and finally settled on Ning Feng's eyes.

!!!

Buzz.

Ning Feng was in a trance the moment he met those eyes, and he stumbled before stopping.

Um?

Without explaining his behavior, the adjudicator stared at Ning Feng, unable to hear the male and female voices echoing in the space:

"Watch Club Bincheng branch officer Ning Feng, during the [Fallen Angel Rebellion] incident that occurred in Bincheng, did you conceal anything in the information you provided?"

"Did you participate in and promote the process of the ceremony?"

"Do you have pity for [Fallen Angel] and let him go?"

"…………"

Questions were read out one after another, and each one was heart-wrenching. As long as Ning Feng answered one of them incorrectly, he would be greeted by an abyss of eternal destruction.

Finally, the adjudicator stopped reading, looked down at Ning Feng, who had a calm expression and could not see his inner thoughts, and asked:

"What's your answer to the above question?"

The oppressive atmosphere reached its peak at this moment, bombarding Ning Feng's body.

But Ning Feng remained unmoved.

Raising his head, Ning Feng looked at the adjudicator at a high place and smiled.

No fear, no ridicule.

"Sorry, I just realized it..."

He just asked with some confusion:

"Are you trying to convict me?"

"Place some...unfounded charges?"

The already depressing atmosphere exploded at this moment!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Everyone secretly recommends tickets, monthly tickets, etc., the data suddenly dropped sharply ()

In addition, "The World Does Not Need to Be Saved by Succubi" feels good. If you think there is no big problem with this, I will contact the editor tomorrow to change the title of the book.
Chapter completed!