On the morning of the 4th, the investigation team from Fengyun Pass, the capital of Fenghuo Province, finally arrived.

At the gate of the city, a luxury carriage drove in, pulling animals from outside the desert pass, and the clouds were treading the snow.

This kind of horse is pure black, except for the frost-white hooves without a single stray hair, fast as lightning, traveling thousands of miles a day, and the body is extremely stable, running with small bumps, mostly equipped with top cavalry units and noble carriages.

On the top of the carriage hung the laurel flag and the flag of the capital of Fengyunguan, one high and one low, shining in the light of the golden morning sun, the precious silk suit wrapped around the body, and the curtain window was covered by a thin light veil, separating the inside and outside, making the people in the car appear faint and hazy, as if it was a metaphor for the nobility of not coexisting with mortals.

Dragons of Twilight soldiers barricaded civilians from the streets, carriages drove unhindered, and passers-by bowed their heads when they saw the king's and capital's flags.

Occasionally, a few children stared at the carriage, which only nobles could own, with innocent and wistful eyes, but they were soon pressed down by their parents and bowed their heads together as a sign of humility.

Chino and Resahar were already waiting here, and when the carriage stopped, they went straight up to meet them.

The curtain was opened, and there were three people sitting inside, and a gray-haired old man said, "Administrator Chino, you should go to the judgment house and wait first." We have to ask the people and the city defense army to collect evidence first, which may take a little time. ”

Resakhar leaned over Chino's ear and reminded in a low voice, "Batty Dogulander, a descendant of the royal family, a hereditary marquis, a provincial judge of Fengyun Pass, and a magistrate of all the courts in the province of Beacon Fire. ”

Chino nodded to Barty, "Lord Barty, welcome to you." ”

Barty nodded in response, and without saying anything, let Resakhar get into the car, and then motioned for the driver to leave.

As the curtain fell, for a moment, Chino felt a cold gaze from someone inside, and his breath was thick with hostility and extremely unfriendly.

The four officials of Fengyun Pass began to collect evidence separately, interviewed witnesses in the civilian and military circles, and conducted on-the-spot surveys of the explosion site.

The first to finish the evidence collection was Resakhar, who arrived at the court at noon, and Barty and others were still investigating, so it should take some time.

While they waited, Chino and Resahar chatted.

"Communication" is included in the compulsory course of professional processors, and in order to get close to the goal, they often need to talk to many people, and communication skills are essential.

Like the stupid guy in the movie who puts on a Sima face, speaks little, and almost writes "I'm a bad guy" on his face, most of them will be eliminated during training.

Chino rarely listens to communicative lessons, not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't need to.

He is a musical artist and a performer with many "masks".

Compared to most emotionless processors, Chino is extremely emotional, naturally good at talking, will wear different "masks" to deal with different people, and has the same communicative skills as most of his processor skills, and is always the first in the organization, stronger than Alice.

The delicate and magnificent face, amber eyes, and friendly smiling lips are extremely lethal to any gender, and a casual smile will accumulate favorability in the other person's heart.

There's no way, good-looking people are so unpretentious when they socialize.

Under Chino's guidance, Ray Sakhar had a great conversation with him, and soon they struck up.

Chatting and chatting, Chino noticed a very interesting thing, this dragon knight who is more than 2 meters tall has a rough face, but he likes music very much.

It just so happened that there was a musical instrument shop opposite the Inquisition, and the invention of musical instruments in this world was relatively advanced, and there was already a piano as a musical instrument.

Anyway, waiting is waiting, there is nothing to do, Chino simply gave Ray Sakhar a paragraph.

After asking the shopkeeper's permission, Chino sat down at the public piano, his slender fingers dancing like elves, and a beautiful and ethereal melody filled the surroundings.

This is the first movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata", a level 6 piece, the soothing melody seems not difficult, but it is not easy to play well.

The middle part of this movement is just a background, and it must be played without emotion, the center of gravity of the melody must be on the four or five fingers of the right hand, the dynamics must not deviate, it must be precise, the slightest carelessness will be flawed, and strong finger independence is required.

Although there are music masters in this world, as soon as Beethoven's music comes out, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

What's more, Chino himself is an artist who is proficient in piano, and in his previous life, he passed the Emperor's Grade 8 performance exam with a score of 148, and it is easy to master any piece.

The crowd grew, and a few troubadours who were proficient in music lost their minds and closed their eyes to the melodious music.

Under Chino's fingers, the sound of the piano carries a gentle sadness, but suddenly mixed with an indescribable magnificence, awakening the most lingering wisps of affection in the past, as if to leave the memory in time.

As the last note settled, there was silence for a long time, and no one spoke, as if afraid to break the silence.

Interestingly, this round of performance gave Chino more than 800 points of respect, most of which came from Ray Sahar and the troubadour who knew music.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until the afterglow slowly faded that Ray Sakhar opened his eyes and asked in distraction, "I've never heard such beautiful music... Did you write this?! ”

"From a very young age, I often met a musician in my dreams, listened reverently to the melody he played, and recorded it when I woke up," Chino smiles. So, it's not a piece of music that I compose, I'm just a humble inheritor. ”

Resakhar couldn't help but exclaim: "It's a miracle that there is such a thing!" What is this piece of music called? Did the musician tell you his name? ”

Chino: "The musician in my dream told me that this piece was called Moonlight Sonata, and his name was Ludwig van Beethoven. ”

"The gods are above, this Ludwig should be among the nine gods... Haha, speaking of which, you have the same middle name as him, which may be a wonderful fate. Resakhar seemed to think of something, and said with a smile, "You and the Nine Princesses have the same middle name, maybe you should be introduced to each other someday, she is also obsessed with music, you must have a lot in common." ”

As soon as the words fell, a call came from afar: "Two, please come here, we should begin." ”

The two turned their heads to see that Barty and the others had already completed the evidence.

Resakhar patted Chino on the shoulder and said deeply, "Get through this." When you come out, please teach me the score of this piece, I want to play it to my daughter. ”

Chino: "Extremely happy~"

The two entered the main courtroom of the courtroom, surrounded by guards.

Chino stood in the dock, and the 4 people in charge of the trial sat on the stage, in addition to Barty, Resakhar, and a man with a goatee, named Jashan, who was also an administrator, the alchemist of the Hitch family, and the president of the Fengyunguan Alchemy Association.

The last woman with deep nasolabial folds on her face must be Brooke's sister, Erin Troy.

As soon as the soldiers accompanying the investigation team were about to handcuff Chino, Resakhar raised his hand to stop: "Don't be handcuffed, this is an investigation, not a trial." Chino is still the administrator of Twilight City, and deserves the treatment that corresponds to his status. What do you say, Lord Barty? ”

Barty nodded to the soldiers, who bowed their heads.

Chino smiled: "Thank you." ”

This smile stung Erin, and she said coldly, "You can still laugh after so many people have died?" ”

Chino blinked, "For the dead, I think they'd rather see the smiles on the faces of the living than sad faces, don't they?" ”

"You?!" Erin didn't think that this guy would talk back, and immediately slapped the table.

"Silence." Barty stopped Erin and then looked at Chino, "Administrator Chino, Irene's brother died at your banquet, and her anger towards you is understandable. So, we hope that you will cooperate with our investigation. ”

Chino: "Whatever you ask, I'll answer." ”

Barty: "Alright, let's get straight to the point." First of all, please explain what arrangements you made before and after the Divine Grace Day banquet on the 30th. ”

This question is easy to answer, and Chino directly said that all his arrangements are normal processes, and there is nothing suspicious.

The only thing he was hiding was the large amount of gunpowder that had been hidden in the basement.

They are like icebergs under the water, bringing some of the truth out of the water for people to see, but also burying more truths because of it.

After hearing this, Barty continued: "The administrator of Jashan Hitch next to me is an alchemist, and when he was investigating and collecting evidence just now, he found some kind of gunpowder residue at the scene of the explosion, and after preliminary analysis, it is not the alchemy of our world. If I'm not mistaken, this is supposed to be the weapon used by visitors from outside the world to attack the banquet, and it is also the reason for the explosion of the banquet? ”

Chino nodded: "Yes, that's my guess as well." ”

"Lie!" Erin let out a loud cry, she stared at Chino's amber eyes, and her voice was full of chills, "He's lying!" ”