Deep Control

"Look, presiding judge."

With a tense expression, Ivan put a stack of papers in front of Karan.

Karan didn't open it directly, but saw the symbol on the top piece of paper and tapped the table lightly, "This is a document from the public security management department, why did you bring it here?"

Arconas also has a special security management department. The biggest boss of this department is the parliament and the government, and the smallest department is the security.

Usually some civil disputes or ordinary cases are generally in charge of by this department.

The Tribunal is a separate and special existence, and it is only used to supervise the upper echelons.

Just like a knife that must drink blood when it is unsheathed, it will not be pulled out easily.

Ivan said softly: "There was a slave riot some time ago. Some former prisoners of war escaped and hid, forming many star thieves and mercenaries. In that incident, the members of various organizations who were left alone were frequently assassinated."

"Hmm." Karan put the pen on the table and looked at Ivan, "Those mercenaries have been doing things for a long time. They lurk in Arconas under the slogan of revenge and occasionally make trouble. I can't finish it. Why did it get involved in the court again?"

Ivan's eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Because they have killed three members of the senior management of Arconas this time, and one of them was a member of the Fanas family who followed the Atlanta people to defeat and invade the planet. Man, this man's name is Yohan Farnes, and he is a very high-profile senior member of Parliament."

"Also, there is a note on each person killed..."

Karan looked at the stack of papers in front of him indifferently, and heard Ivan stop talking hesitantly, and said with a piece of ice hidden in his eyes: "It is nothing more than some prophecy that will kill the descendants of the Tran family. I have heard it since I was a child." Big, already tired of it."

Whether as the head of the Tran family or the director of the trial office, these two identities made assassination a daily routine for Karan.

In other words, it seems to be a lot better since Knox came.

Karan touched the paper with his fingertips, and the expression on his face softened.

Cold sweat broke out on Ivan's head, he bent down and dared not speak.

Karan sat on the chair and flipped through it casually, "Ivan, you and the family behind you are all subordinate families of the Tran family, and these remnants of their forces can't reach the deep level at all, they are nothing more than some vassals of the Tran family. Kill a few insignificant people in the small family, or the family that fought with my father back then to show off. You should be more careful than worrying about me."

"Yes." Ivan's expression improved a little, "but please pay attention to the slaves around you. They are all alien prisoners of war, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong."

We are all proud, if something happens to Karan or Aweima, we will lose the blessing of the big tree of Telan.

Their vassal families will also plummet.

"I have already contacted the other vassal families, and I have prepared some people to be near the court and your home, and I can help you whenever you need it."

Ivan suggested in a worried voice that these high-ranking families would raise some people and use them for things like the present.

Karan didn't speak, but lowered his head to read the last piece of paper, took out two signatures from the middle and handed them to Ivan.

"Tell the public security department that this matter will be handled by their superiors. The court will not easily interfere with the affairs of other agencies. This is the rule of the court over the years."

Ivan hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway.

"You can let the other vassal families protect themselves. There are people from Aweima secretly on my side, so you don't have to worry."

"But you should keep an eye on this matter." Karan sipped his tea tiredly, "Never forget the rules of the court, don't transfer the judges easily, you understand?"

"Yes, Lord Judge." After Ivan agreed, he hurriedly went down to arrange personnel.

And Karan took off the white gloves on his hands, turned on the communicator and checked the time.

Looking past the woven blanket next to the desk and the box of paw-shaped ink pads, Karan played with the ink pads in the corner of the table in his hand, remembering that Knox would wipe his paws on purpose every time he used the ink pads. A faint smile.

The time of looking at the communicator happened to be close to the time to get off work, and for the first time, Karan also had the urge to go home impatiently.

At this time, a message came from 'Sky Castle'. Karan remembered that he asked the housekeeper to help make clothes for Knox, so he clicked on the message.

"Is it Karan?" Nalanja's gentle voice came through the communication, "Didn't you order pet-specific clothing from me today, and it just so happens that the research on the chip has new results, can you come over? "

Karan paused holding the teacup, the red tea swayed slightly, and the hair on his shoulders hung down to cover half of his side face, while the other half was blocked by the light and looked gloomy.

"Is there news from the research so soon? I can go there now. By the way, did George see you today?"

Nalanja's voice paused for a moment, and then she smiled and said, "He didn't come today, but his two-headed bird, Moss, is sick. He is now being treated at my place, but there is no major problem. Bobo is with him."

"Okay, I see. I'll be at Sky Castle in half an hour."

"See you."

After the communication was hung up, Karan looked at the cup in his hand. The next moment, the cup and the mellow tea inside were slammed against a wall!

He watched the place where the water stains exploded on the wall flicker for a moment, then slowly straightened up, and with his slender fingers, he picked up the white gloves on the table and put them on his hands.

The wrinkles in the white uniform were smoothed out.

Karan strode out of the office, and a man wearing the uniform of the second-level judge of the court hurried up.

"Judge, I heard something in your office, are you alright?!"

Karan stood on the high stairs with his back to the light, the face that made noble men and women sigh secretly was buried in the shadows, the expression was obviously as indifferent as before but made it difficult to breathe, as if the beautiful face was hidden Looking at the demon that was about to tear the skin at any time, the lake green eyes rolled in the narrow and long eyes, and the last corner of the eye glanced over the man's face, and Karan also passed him.

The expression on the judge's face remained unchanged, but the palm behind his back tightly clenched the handrail of the stairs.

Cold sweat began to trickle down his back.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Karan's faint voice suddenly came from behind.

"Don't you know that second-level judges don't have permission to enter the presiding judge's floor?"

The judge's body froze, and the air froze. Just when he felt that something was about to happen, the oppressive feeling suddenly relaxed.

"Forget it, the cup in my office is broken, you ask Ivan to clean it up."

"···Yes."

The last footsteps disappeared, and the man took a deep breath, pressing his heart tremblingly.

That person is not alive at all, that is an evil ghost!

It's a ghost!

damn it!damn it!

He cursed fiercely in his heart to dispel his fear, then quickly left the stairs, deliberately turned around the courthouse for a while, and finally walked out of the gate of the courthouse as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the ignorant 'Goddess of Fairness' behind him, he wiped off his sweat and thought: Heh, what kind of court is nothing more than that.

Little did they know that after he left, the chatting and laughing atmosphere came to an abrupt end!

The faces of the judges in black and yellow uniforms turned cold, and they were as quiet as a cemetery. They were the ghosts after the carnival ended.

"All third-level judges should have received warnings from the intelligent security system in the presiding judge's office."

Ivan's gentle and humble face was grave.Look at everyone here.

"In the past 3 minutes, I have let the intelligent system check the DNA of all of you. It seems that no one is getting in except him."

The silent judges lowered their hands and stared at Ivan.

Ivan looked sideways to the direction outside the door, and said softly, "I don't need to tell you what to do, everyone is ready. I will give you permission."

"Do you still remember the rules of the trial court?"

Behind him, countless judges gently put on the hoods of their robes, covering half of their faces, and could only vaguely see a pair of excited blood-red eyes regardless of men and women.

When the Trial House was established, it was doomed to be a lonely and bloody knife, and it would not be dispatched on a large scale unless it was absolutely necessary. But at the same time, an iron law was established, and every judge can recite it.

Now this iron law is gently recited by dozens of judges:

"The court is out."

"All blockers will be killed!"

"All suspects will be killed!"

"All disruptors will be killed!"

"All rebels will be killed!"

"Very good, remember to ensure the safety of Lord Karan, and use the system of the court to notify all high-level people to avoid it." Ivan put on his robe and hat lightly, looking at the sky outside.

"When it gets dark, we will set off. Let them see it and disrupt the end of the court!"

[The author has something to say: Guess how Karan found out.

Today is another happy day in the court o(*￣︶￣*)o

Next episode preview: Knox's small sand sculpture is online

I forgot to mention, thanks to @喷乱书的蛋白 for the reward

I love you ^3^]