Chapter 88 Five Years of separation

"How dare you come back alive?" Randall. Rong De looked at the woman standing in front of him with a stunned face. He never thought that a person who had long been identified as dead had now returned to him alive. "That's right, Elizabeth, do you know you want to come back? You suddenly disappeared without saying a word. There was no word on the way. It took five years to disappear. I thought you had already died. I even bought a tombstone for you in the public cemetery of St. Lando City. Randall. Rong De's tone was full of anger. He said, "You'd better have an acceptable explanation, otherwise I don't mind shooting you directly by myself. This can save me a lot of time. If you live like this, do you know how much I have to do? In the personnel file, you have sacrificed for the secret glory of the empire for several years, and now you are suddenly back alive.

"Did you pay for it yourself?" Elizabeth casually found a place in the room and sat down without image. "I remember that there should be a pension. After my death, the empire paid me a sum of money for my loyalty and courage. I have no other relatives, let alone my colleagues. Where is the money?"

Landall. Rong De was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly found that Elizabeth had changed a lot in five years. Five years ago, she was like a dangerous blade and a simple weapon, no matter how conspicuous, dangerous, fatal but beautiful she went there. And now she is no longer the cold female prosecutor. Her lines look softer, and the sharpness and coldness have disappeared. Randall doesn't know what has happened to Elizabeth in the past five years, but there is no doubt that she is no longer as simple as she was then, and she has become more mature. But that doesn't mean she's not in danger, Randall. Rong De understood that Elizabeth just hid her sharpness, in other words, she became more dangerous.

At least in the past, Elizabeth would not talk to herself like this, and she would not care about her pension.

Landall. Rong De said, "I haven't seen you for five years. You have changed a lot."

"Of course, it has become more beautiful and attractive. I haven't seen you for five years, and you have changed a lot.

"Oh, isn't it? Those changes?"

"You are fatter." Elizabeth stood up and patted the wall casually. A dark compartment was opened. In the dark compartment was a small wine cabinet, and she ignored Randall. Rong De almost stared out of his eyes and the murderous eyes. He took out a bottle of rum from the wine cabinet, pulled out the cork, and drank it in front of the bottle.

"Hey, I drank that bottle!"

"I don't mind," Elizabeth said as she took another sip of wine, and then took a breath and sighed, "Good wine, boss, good collection. Well, let's get back to the point. I said, what about the money? Boss, you didn't embezzle my pension, did you?"

"What are you talking about," Randall. Rong De twisted his fat body on the chair uneasily. "You are the best prosecutor under me. How can I swallow your pension?"

"Isn't the money with you?" Elizabeth looked at Randall and smiled, and the sarcastic smile made Randall feel cold.

There is no doubt that Elizabeth already knows that it is meaningless to continue to hide it. I just, er, just took you to take care of it. I wanted to wait for you to come back. Hey, of course, I thought you couldn't come back, so I wanted to help you donate it to a Zhongsi College near here. As a result, he was busy at that time. As soon as he was busy, he was confused and forgot about this matter. Fortunately, you came back, so the pension was naturally..." Speaking of this, Randall suddenly understood, "Wait, this doesn't seem to be right. You're still alive. How can you get the pension? Isn't this a fraud empire pension?"

"It doesn't matter. I don't care. Anyway, I'm dead on the document. Next time I really die, I won't get the pension again. Then will the pension be given to me?

"Of course." Randall was silent for a while before he continued, "So you're not going to 'live'?"

"I don't think I'm suitable for the court. It's too complicated. Looking back on my work in the courtroom, it was a mess. Of course, it mainly depends on how you arrange it, Lord Randall.

"In terms of system, it is impossible and should not be concealed from the above that you survived. I have to report to it," Randall said thinking about the words: "But in reality, the dead you are more valuable than the living you. I have a lot of special jobs here that need new faces to do, but Most of the new faces are rookies. There are not many people who have the ability but are not noticed. You are exactly one of them. To be honest, I have a headache. It's a big help when you come back.

"So what about my file? I can't always be a dead person."

"Of course, it won't always be a dead person. After this task, I will report to the above and tell them, 'Your previous death is because of the need of the task. Fake death is realistic. First of all, I have to deceive my own people, so I lied them.' You see, your violation of discipline has also been exposed.

"I personally have no problem. Can you believe me?"

"What can't be trusted, but what have you done over the years? Why hasn't there been any news?"

"Okay," Elizabeth casually threw out a dozen thick documents. "The specific things, as well as my analysis, are all here, all in the written report. Let's understand the last task first according to the old rules."

"You did a good job last time," Randall. Rong De sat behind his desk and praised with a smile, "I feel happy when I think about it. Even if it is five years away from the last mission, I still want to say that it is very beautiful. If there are any shortcomings, it is that you put yourself in. Your father later sent several living spiritual prisoners and many corpses of spiritual people. This is very helpful to our trial court. The spiritual people are very precious to us. Whether they are alive or dead, they can provide us with a lot of precious information and let us know more about this mysterious cosmic neighbor. I have to say that what you did last time was really great. Not counting what you give me now, you are simply a treasure house.

"Your Excellency Randall has won the praise. I'm just doing my duty."

"That's right. It's hard to imagine that you still maintain the virtue of humility, which can make our souls more noble," Randall said, "If there are more excellent officials like you in the empire, why should we be afraid of other ghosts?"

"Don't you look at my report before praising me? There are more surprises in it.

"Oh? How can there be a surprise?" As he spoke, Randall opened the dozen reports, and the office fell into silence, only the voice of Elizabeth drinking.

Randall looked at it very carefully. After 37 minutes, he raised his head from the document. His fat face was full of consternment and even joy. "Are these all true?" Randall asked excitedly, "Isn't this a mess in your report?"

"You mean that I won't look for you for five years, because I found a corner to hide and write novels?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes and said, "Of course it's all true. I chased the wanted criminal, that is, the spirit clan who entered the net channel. As a result, I got lost in the net channel. In the net channel, I had a conflict with some spiritual clans and became friends with other spiritual clans. It was the blessing of the emperor that I could come back alive."

"I'm not talking about this part, but Li. Is the part about Commander Li of the Knights Templar true?"

Elizabeth sighed. Now her feelings for Li are a little subtle. On the one hand, she hopes to smash him into ten thousand pieces, and on the other hand, she knows that her hatred for him is not reasonable. But no matter what I'm doing now, it's just business, yes, just because of work. Of course, there is a huge evil hidden in his body. I don't know what to do with him. I can only write it in the report and let it make a decision.

Thinking that she finally submitted this report to the above, Elizabeth was still somewhat disappointed. What was waiting for Li? Is there any other choice? Don't think about it, it can only be eliminated.

"Very good, very interesting." Randall turned back to the paragraphs about Li and read them again: "I didn't expect that it was amazing to encounter such a thing."

"Well, I don't quite understand. In this situation, shouldn't it be eliminated directly?"

"Ah, destroy it?" Randall was stared and then said, "Annihilation? Oh, of course, it should be destroyed. This guy is like a time bomb. Who knows when he explodes? Why don't we lead it to a safe place to detonate? Yes, under normal circumstances, we should do this. Unfortunately, we are not under normal circumstances now.

"What's going on?"

"Although Chief Li's matter is troublesome, it is not the most troublesome. Judging from the crisis situation, Chief Li's affairs should be pressed like the back. Now I still have a lot of things that are ten times more difficult than this that we need to deal with immediately."

"Ah!?" Elizabeth took a few sips of wine and then said, "I'm not drunk, am I?" How can this kind of thing be dealt with when you are free?"

Elizabeth has prepared this report for two years, and the report itself is quickly written, but should this report be submitted? She hesitated for a long time about this problem. Many things happened in the past five years. Because of these things, her hatred for Li gradually subsided, and during this period, Li also communicated with her several messages through the Ling people, which made her feelings for Li more and more complicated.

And this report is a fatal attack in Elizabeth's opinion. As long as she submits this report, according to the way the court works, it is almost impossible for Lee to survive.

This is also the reason why the devil let her live. The demon attached to Li wants her to report Li's secret, and then the people in the court will hunt Li openly.

Once Li dies, the demon in his body will be liberated.

If the demon attached to Li did not arrange for him to leave alive, would the normal Li kill himself? In the past five years, Elizabeth has asked herself this question more than once. She doesn't know the answer, but it's funny to think about it. In the end, the devil helped her survive, and the normal Li may kill herself.

How absurd.

What's more funny is the attitude of your immediate boss towards this report. What is your hesitation?

"Yes, this matter will be dealt with later, because in the past five years, Head Li has been normal and healthy, and he will not suddenly hang up immediately. And he is an Astalt. Don't worry about death. Even if he is a time bomb, the countdown on him is still long, so he can't worry about it. What we are facing now is more difficult.

Elizabeth then frowned: "What the hell is going on? So nervous?"

"In fact, it's a matter within our trial court. It's really hard to say. Let's put it this way, do you know why you haven't been able to get a normal promotion? According to the normal procedure, your last task was completed very well. There should have been a rich reward. Of course, you disappear silently for five years. According to the rules, you should be rewarded with a bullet in your head. In a word, you don't have any rewards now, and I will help you fool you by the punishment, but even so, after you live, your life will still not be better. Do you know why?

"Because I'm a beautiful woman?"

"No, er, don't look at me like that. I know you're a beautiful woman. I mean, it's not entirely because of gender. Of course, gender is also one of the reasons, but it will never be the main factor. The group of judges is not as superficial as you think," Randall sighed and then continued: "In fact, you have also felt the exclusion and distrust from everywhere before, not It's arguing or quarreling with you, just a vague non-cooperation, creating all kinds of difficulties for you. Unlucky things happen to you first. When you are promoted, the pressure comes from everywhere and everywhere, but there seems to be no pressure. You attribute these to simple male discrimination against women, which is too wrong.

"If it's not because of my gender, then what is it for?"

"If it were you before, I would never have said this, but now that you have changed, I can see it, so I'll tell you the truth. You get this treatment because you don't have any faction. Randall walked out from behind his desk and paced to the door. First, he checked whether the door was firmly closed. Then he turned around and said, "You come from the nuns, a pure force group. You used to be just a glorious warrior, the emperor's daughter. Your education will make you sacrifice to the emperor as the highest honor, and the glorious death on the battlefield is the greatest reward for you. Simple is your essence. Even the judge's training course has not changed your essence. Even if your expression is stained with various protective colors, your essence has not changed. For the enemy, for the heresy, you observe very carefully, you can see through the illusion hidden above evil, and your caution and carefulness are commendable. But for the things around you, behind you, you are unprepared. You used to be a soldier, and you are used to giving back to your comrades-in-arms, because they are your sisters and they are trustworthy. But now it's different. You are no longer a simple soldier, you are a judge. I know that your personality has changed a lot now, but if this doesn't change, you will still be excluded in the court, just like five years ago.

In the face of such sudden criticism, it should be criticism. Elizabeth was a little overwhelmed. "I, I'm sorry, Judge Randall, I don't know what you're talking about."

"If you can use half of your observation and insight in the interior of the court, then you won't say such words," Judge Randall said seriously: "After that, what I said is all confidential. You know the rules. When the door opens again, these words will not exist in this world. In the world, I have never said those strange words to you, and you have never heard them.

"I know these without saying it."

"There has never been a lack of disagreements in the understanding of the Holy Emperor, which is a well-known thing; and our judicial organ should have been selfless, but it is inevitable to make personal judgments about the emperor's original intention and the obvious task, and even affect what may have been taken - or should have been taken. The means. Human beings have always been a kind of people. It is difficult to know exactly such informal groups in the trial court that enforces the emperor's divine sanctions, but there are some groups, or precisely called factions. He has this much energy in our court and has a certain political influence. Randall said, "What are the specific factions? What kind of ideas and energy do they have? This is not suitable for me to tell you. If you have the opportunity, you can explore it by yourself. In short, you should understand that we will never be a person, but a group. Even in the court, there are many factions. You are not in any faction. Naturally, it is difficult to get trust, and for other factions, they don't want to see you, a woman from the nuns, stand in some higher positions in the courtroom. And this time, what I want to tell you is, 'Beware of the Estepanias'."