The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"The court will be held in the morning of the day after tomorrow, which means that there are only two days left."

Fusing the memory of the original owner, an unstoppable urgency and concern arose in Sigmund's heart.

"Don't you know? Where have you been these days?"

Rebecca looked unhappy, "Forget it, we'll talk about it on the way, and take me to the police station quickly." He urged urgently.

"What happened?"

Sigmund jumped into the carriage, "The informant I arranged at the police station sent a message to inform me that Mr. Antoine Périot went to the police station to visit Mr. Skind."

"Antoine?"

Sigmund frowned, and an image of a middle-aged fat man appeared in his mind. This guy was considered a successful perfume merchant and owned several perfume workshops in this city.

His father, Lawrence, has been serving him all the time, and the relationship is not good or bad. After all, even if capital has just sprouted, how good can the relationship between employees and capitalists be?

"What did he do there? Are the police going to take evidence again?" Sigmund asked.

The murder occurred in a perfume workshop on Antoine Baiyu Street. The deceased was a journeyman named Tony in his perfume workshop.

This Tony is honest, honest and hard-working, and has a harmonious relationship with other people in the workshop. He and his wife have raised two daughters together, and his personal financial situation is pretty good. There is no possibility of any enmity.

Not long after the body was found, the police raided the perfume workshop and found blood-stained clothes and the murder weapon in the room of Sigmund's father Lawrence.

Not only that, but the police also investigated the confession that Tony and Lawrence had a quarrel three days ago in the factory.

The person who provided this information was a worker named Duolun, and the information he provided was also identified by other workers.

There is little chance of cheating on this matter.

In addition, a perfumer named Ram also provided a more critical confession. The deceased Tony and Lawrence worked together in the factory until late that day, which means that there were only two of them in the factory when the murder happened.

After this incident, Sigmund's original body also hoped to get Antoine's help, but the other party not only failed to help, but even refused to pay the salary that was already in arrears.

Because of this, Sigmund came to a dead end and had to find a way to sell his property.

While recalling what had happened, Sigmund skillfully waved his horsewhip. The carriage nimbly avoided the pedestrians crossing the road, shuttled between the streets and alleys, and went straight to the Liam City Police Station.

"Someone told me that Antoine used some connections. He hoped that Mr. Skind would plead guilty in person at the court trial the day after tomorrow and waive the right to follow-up appeals."

"What?!" Hearing this, Sigmund tightened his grip on the rein.

About twenty years ago, under the auspices of King Fred Augusta of the Kingdom of Elam, a new statute was promulgated by the House of Lords, and certain major cases complying with the regulations, after the trial, the defendant is the owner of the The right to appeal to a higher court.

At this time, Antoine's approach is almost equivalent to nailing Lawrence to the gallows in advance.

"Do you know why?"

Sig's face sank like water, and the speed of the carriage increased a bit.

"It's not clear. I rushed to the police station as soon as I got the news."

"This kind of thing, based on my understanding of Mr. Skinde, I don't think he will agree, yes, he will definitely not agree!" Rebecca said slowly.

Sigmund didn't say anything. Normal people really have no reason to agree to this kind of condition, but Lawrence...

He was a perfumer, but also a father.

Every father has weaknesses.

Horseshoes flew like flying horses. It was not far from the place where the two met to the city police station. Not long after, they came to the solemn city police station.

Liam is a new city. When it was first built, it was a place full of fish and snakes, and various conflicts were always inevitable.

So in the beginning, the responsibilities of the police were almost equivalent to half of the army, which made the police establishment here much larger than other cities.

This problem left over from history has not been completely resolved even after many years, and what remains is the solemn and dignified architecture and intricate relationships.

After stopping the carriage, the two quickly rushed to the main hall of the police station, but as soon as they approached the door, a middle-aged fat man in a black tweed trench coat and a top hat came out surrounded by several people.

It was Antoine Perriot.

"Mr. Perio, what you did today, I will report to Mr. Judge the day after tomorrow."

Rebecca strode forward to block Antoine's path.

"Who are you?"

Antoine's bushy eyebrows frowned, and he looked back at a police officer following him, "Is this the newly hired cleaner in your police station?"

Antoine grinned and laughed, "I'm so sorry, it seems that she found out about my secret spitting."

"It has added a burden to your work." An Tuoan pulled out a banknote while talking, "Please help me clean it up, thank you!"

The middle-aged businessman looked at Rebecca with a smile. He obviously knew Rebecca's identity, and what he did was just humiliating Rebecca.

This guy dressed like a gentleman, but he was actually a beast in wolf's clothing.

Rebecca's face was tense, her lips were pursed together, and she was performing the work of a lawyer as a woman, and she would inevitably suffer all kinds of contempt and contempt.

But there are only ones like Antoine. After all, in this era, those who can hire lawyers are considered decent people.

If you continue to stand in the way, you will only suffer greater humiliation. At this time, a thin man next to Antoine stood up, "Don't get in the way, sir, we are in a hurry."

As he spoke, he smiled and pushed Rebecca's chest, with hidden malice in his eyes.

Of course he saw that Rebecca was disguised as a man.

At this moment, a not burly figure suddenly stepped forward, brushed aside the man's palm, and took the banknotes from Antoine's hand.

"Sigmon..."

Rebecca raised her head and looked at the back of the man in front of her.

"I thank this gentleman on behalf of my friend."

Sigmund smiled, skillfully put the banknotes into his pocket, and then grinned, "But... this money is not enough."

"It's you, Sig..."

The man blocked by Sigmund yelled, but his words were soon interrupted by Antoine raising his hand.

"Oh, how much do you want?"

"A price that fits your status, sir." Sieg did not change his face, but his eyes showed just greed.

"You are very talkative young man."

Antoine laughed loudly, took out a large note from his wallet and flicked it, but as soon as he raised his hand, Sigmund grabbed his wrist, and the coin pinched at his fingertips fell into his hand.

"Thank you for your generosity."

After taking the money, Sigmund took Rebecca's arm and followed the flow of people into the lobby of the police station.

"Sir... the guy just now is Lawrence's son Sigmund, a folklore lover... a writer."

Someone approached Antoine and reminded him.

"I know him, very good, since Lawrence doesn't agree, then we should be able to think of a way with his son."

"He also has a daughter."

The thin man reminded.

At the same time, on the other side, after entering the police station, the two of Sigmund encountered another trouble.

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