Button...

Donatello looked up and spoke.

"Come in."

squeak-

The door opened and a special patrol member in a blue uniform came in.

"What's going on? Any clues?"

Donatello asked.

"No……"

The man shook his head.

Hearing this, a look of "as expected" flashed across Donatello's tired face.

"That's all. Makol, you've worked hard. Go down and have a rest."

Donatello waved his hand.

His eyes were bloodshot and his beard was stubbled from lack of care.

Donatello is very anxious now. He especially wants to solve the theft case of the Tremont Museum and bring the criminals to justice so that the people of Fontaine will no longer worry about theft happening to them.

But... there has been no progress in the case.

The public has been paying close attention to the progress of this case. If the case cannot be solved as soon as possible, it will not only affect the official image, but will also greatly reduce the law enforcement authority of their law enforcement court.

It will also make some people with ulterior motives think that the laws of Fontaine are just that. Once the deterrent effect of the law is reduced, the crime rate will rise rapidly and the safety of the people will be even more difficult to guarantee.

Donatello is an extremely upright man. He respects the law and firmly believes that justice will never be absent or late!

Moreover, Donatello also implemented his beliefs in his life. He set an example and always fulfilled justice.

Therefore, Mr. Donatello is always busy, leaving in a hurry every morning, returning tired every night, hugging his wife and daughter, and gently apologizing to the two who waited for him for a long time. Sometimes he comes back too late, and he will bring some snacks for his daughter.

Considering that this rare gift would go bad overnight, the wife would allow her daughter to lick the cream lightly, and then send the dessert and coffee to her father's bedroom.

At that time, Donatello always stared at the wall covered with pictures and thumbtacks, turning around, smoking, messing up his hair, and sometimes even raising his fist high, then gently putting it down, and then patting the table helplessly - this was secretly seen by his daughter outside the door.

However, in order to handle this case, Donatello has not returned home in the past few days, which makes his wife and daughter very worried.

At this time, when he heard the captain's order for him to rest, Macol was very conflicted.

"Captain, you haven't slept for several days. Everyone is very worried about you. Sister-in-law and little Xia Wulei wanted to come to see you several times, but we didn't dare let them see your haggard appearance. We were afraid that they would worry, so we didn't let them in."

"Captain, just think of it as your sister-in-law and little Xiawolei, why don't you go get some sleep!"

Makor looked worried and gave sincere advice.

Hearing this, Donatello shook his head and spoke slowly.

"I can't rest. The people are still waiting for our special patrol team to solve the case. The mood of uneasiness still hangs over Fontaine. Everyone is worried that one day they will return home to find that their things have been stolen. I must solve the case as soon as possible, catch the murderer behind the scenes, and bring him to justice!"

"Justice must never be absent, let alone be late! Makor, do you think justice delayed is still justice?"

Donatello looked at the young man, Macor. He knew that people of this age were the most impulsive and had the strongest sense of justice.

"Of course not. What kind of justice is justice delayed?"

“[Lateness] undermines the [timeliness] that must be pursued in judicial adjudication. According to the Fontaine Law Dictionary, justice must have the principles of [timeliness, gratuitousness, and sufficiency] at the same time.”

"Any justice that fails to meet these three conditions is injustice [justice delayed]. Although justice is ultimately served, delay will result in procedural injustice. During the delay of justice, physical evidence, witness testimony and testimony may have changed, and the legitimate rights of the victim that have been delayed cannot be restored."

"This kind of [justice] is ultimately just procedural justice. It's too late for the victims."

Macol's face straightened, and he answered Donatello's questions by citing the legal knowledge he had learned.

Hearing this, Donatello nodded first, then shook his head.

"Captain, what do you mean by this?"

Markel was a little confused about what Donatello meant, why he agreed and disagreed at the same time.

"Your knowledge of the law is not enough. Go back and read more. Remember, don't just memorize it by rote. You must apply the knowledge you have mastered in combination with actual situations."

In response, Donatello just said lightly that he did not intend to explain.

Since he himself couldn't figure out whether delayed justice was justice or not, he naturally wouldn't let young man Macor be influenced by his ideas.

Whether justice delayed is justice or not cannot be figured out simply by reading a book.

"Go down and rest, let me rest for a while too. I will go home tonight, and you must not slack off after I leave."

Donatello sent Macol away, then he leaned back in his chair, looked up at the yellow ceiling, and sighed softly.

How to solve this case...

……

The back garden of Momang Palace.

Funina had a lot of ingredients prepared today, and she planned to teach the children some cake cooking skills.

The children will eventually grow up, and Funina cannot take care of them forever.

Now, she just let these children come to Mo Mang Palace to avoid the limelight, so as not to be affected by the news of Villette dealing with the Fatui.

However, Funina never expected that the little Pepe she met at [Tian Xianzi] that day was actually a child from [Heavenly House].

It’s no wonder. It turns out that he was adopted by [Heatway House]. No wonder little Pepe is so thin.

You damn fools, you deliberately chose to locate the orphanage in such a remote place south of the eastern foot of Fontainemances Mountain, just to satisfy your perverted desires and bully these poor children, right?

Villette, beat up the fools! No mercy!

Looking at Peruvian who was kneading the dough seriously, a trace of heartache flashed in Furninna's eyes.

Little Pepe is too thin, and just kneading the dough is already very difficult for him.

However, when Pepe is serious, he is so cute! It really makes people's hearts melt!

Furninna left her seat and walked over to Peruvian.

I saw her rolling up her sleeves and putting on an apron.

"Little Pepe, can you allow me to make the cake with you?"

Furninna asked with a smile.

"Well... if Sister Funina wants to come, you can come along."

Peruvian nodded and replied obediently.

"Hehe~ Little Pepe is so good. Don't worry, sister is very good at making cakes. We can definitely make the best cake on the scene."

Furninna clasped her hands together and said confidently.

"I believe Sister Funina..."

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