[Comprehensive] There seems to be something wrong with the judge

After leaving the ward, Dupont walked quickly through the corridors of the hospital.

Those who were so seriously injured that they needed to be hospitalized were the first to be transferred.Therefore, when Du Peng returned to the ward with the first issue and one shock just now, there was no one around.However, after he unsealed two Sword Fusangshen in a row and stayed in the ward for nearly 10 minutes, these patients who did not run far have been sent back one after another.

Although the barrier above the hospital has just been broken, and it was attacked by a large number of violators not long ago, the injured god judges should be sent away as soon as possible—humans with the ability to judge gods Rarely, the government of the time will not joke about their safety.

But this time, in order to welcome the senior officials of the time government, the hospital has already done a good job of cooperating and evacuated most of the god judges in advance.In order to guard against possible emergencies in the face of Dupont, this location has mobilized a group of powerful god-inspector elites and full-level sword Fusangshen in advance... Besides, the Mr. Dupont who killed the world just now also Still in the hospital.

Therefore, the top person in charge reasonably judged that the safety of the patients and the inquisitors was guaranteed, even safer than staying in their own pills.Even the government of Shizhi, who is not sure about Du Peng's position for the time being, thinks so. Without knowing the inside story, it is logical to think that the cow with wings just now is the innocent people on his side, so of course he is more at ease.

Dupont did not avoid people when he walked back to the ward, so now, 10 minutes later, the corridor is completely different from the empty and deserted one before, and it is full of interrogators, fusangshen, and medical staff who want to watch him.

These people crowded the entire road from the inpatient department to the coffee shop, but when Dupont walked over, they were all very sensible, no one approached to strike up a conversation, but gathered towards the walls on both sides, squeezing hard Together, make a way for the young judge to calmly walk past them like a separated Moses.

As the focus of everyone's attention, the young judge seemed quite used to this situation, calmly as if walking through an empty corridor, and didn't care at all about people's awe, doubt, Longing and so on, all kinds of complicated eyes.

He arrived at the cafe on time.

The middle-aged interrogator who had made an appointment with him had just arrived, and his breath had not yet stabilized. It seemed that he had spent a very fulfilling 10 minutes.He stood up, lowered his posture without any embarrassment, bent slightly, stretched out his hand to Dupont and said, "Please allow me to introduce myself, my code name for the God-inspector is Morimiichi, and I am currently working in the research and development department of the Toshino Government Command. The position of deputy commander, please take care of me."

Du Peng also stretched out his hand, but he didn't have the habit of bending over, and he didn't respond to the greeting of "please take care of me", looking a little rebellious.If it was an hour ago, this kind of performance would have made people whisper in their hearts, but now, everyone takes it for granted-in wartime, "Mu Qiang" is an almost inevitable common attribute of everyone.

The two simply shook hands and took their seats.

The god judges and sword men who were still watching from a distance were politely dispersed by the commander's guards.Realizing that he had not mistaken the person, the young man who fought in the sky just now looked as handsome and handsome as he imagined, and he was still very young. The onlookers were already very satisfied.

Like fans picking up their idols, they discussed in small groups and shared the precious video images they recorded. Although they didn't get autographs or group photos, they left contentedly.

After clearing the venue to rule out the hidden danger of being eavesdropped, Mr. Commander recalled Du Peng’s personality like gold, and said straight to the point: “Mr. God judge, what is the purpose?"

Before answering this question, the young interrogator glanced at the cooking table, and a tall figure walked over immediately.

Mr. Commander's candlestick, Qie Guangzhong, was holding a tray, and bowed to put a cup of fancy coffee in front of him, with rich caramel floating on the milk foam, and sprinkled with nut crumbs, intimately referring to Dupont's choice yesterday.The judge politely nodded at him, stretched out his hand to pinch the handle of the cup, stroked the slightly hot ceramic surface, and replied seriously: "Because being a judge is a very good job."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side showed helpless eyes, as if he took his answer as a compliment and prevarication - Du Peng couldn't help laughing.He took a sip of his coffee and tried to explain his thinking to the "boss".

"I just graduated from university not long ago, and I don't have any advantages in terms of academic qualifications. Most companies pay attention to qualifications and background, and the first thing they value is not personal ability. Only the job of a spiritual examiner can give me a sufficient salary immediately, and many Excellent subordinate."

The commander felt that Dupont was really weird. He had just shown his strength in a high-profile way, but he refused to directly express his intentions. He maintained a friendly expression with great patience. After listening to this seemingly sincere narration, he immediately decided to Another question - if the young man in front of him is really as he said, just a simple and motivated young man who hopes to make a career in the shortest time, why can't he choose a more normal way?

"With your strength, why are you still being held hostage by Wandering Fusangshen?" He said with a wry smile. The question was very sharp, but his tone was very soft, with a little helplessness of being teased.

Dupont took a sip of coffee and explained easily: "It was an accident to meet those wandering swords. You know, I sympathize with the sword Fusangshen who was hurt by humans. After meeting them, I didn't resist..."

When the young man said such words, the men with swords all looked at him very softly.

As soon as Sen Jian noticed this, he felt even more helpless.But DuPont changed the subject and said quite frankly: "I want to follow to see if there are innocent interrogators who were arrested, and how these wandering fusangshen treat the interrogators—if they have been secretly If you fall to the point of hurting innocent judges, just break them off. If you still have the bottom line, try to help."

This answer was as upright and awe-inspiring as a textbook. He frankly said that he would break the sword, which won the goodwill of the god judge, but it did not damage his image in the audience of the sword at all.

Mori Jianyi feels that he shouldn't be here—sitting in this position, he certainly has political literacy and the ability to win people's hearts, but he is a member of the military R&D department after all, and has been mixed among scholars, soldiers and Fu Sangshen for a long time. Not specialized in foreign negotiations.He tried to keep his pace, and said with a smile: "It seems that these vagabond Fusangshen have won your favor?"

"Yes." Dupont also showed a slight smile, "Kemaru, who is in charge of looking after me, is very cute. His elder brother gave him to me. He is now training with Hotaru in the underground of Osaka Castle."

The commander shuddered, and a chill ran down his back.Du Peng's fluttering words indicated that he knew the movements of his own sword like the palm of his hand.

However, this kind of confident attitude is more in line with the commander's vision. It is much more reasonable than the one who praised the interrogator's treatment before him.He skipped over the sensitive topic of Osaka City, and continued to ask: "In the early morning of the second day after you were taken away by the vagabond Fusangshen, the Shizhi Government was attacked by an unknown force, and you were rescued in the dark Honmaru. I don’t know...does this have anything to do with what you said about 'trying to help'?"

After asking this question, a thin layer of sweat oozed from the commander's forehead, watching Dupont's expression nervously, waiting for his answer, and Dupont did not disappoint him, and nodded frankly.But when he opened his mouth, he didn't answer "yes" or "no". Instead, he said an answer that Mr. Commander thought was more valuable.

"The one who attacked you that day was part of the Phantom Brigade."

He admired Sen Jian's slightly anxious eyes, took a sip of coffee, and before the commander continued to ask, he took the initiative to explain, "They were the ones who secretly communicated with the underground market of Wanwuli Buying Fusangshen before, You may have sensed that I am not in the same style as them, because I am not yet an official member of their regiment, and I did not know that the settlement of wandering Fusangshen was established with their help."

Dupont's expression and demeanor confused the commander, causing him to misunderstand smoothly, and he shouted, "What?! Mr. Dupont, a strong man, isn't even a full-time member? But those people that day ..."

He wanted to say: Although the official members of the Phantom Troupe are also very powerful, they don't seem to be as unreasonable as Dupont today.

But before he said it, the commander thought of their strong murderous aura and oppressive feeling, so he closed his mouth decisively, not touching Dupont's sad place—maybe it wasn't because of their insufficient strength. Beyond common sense, it was only the resistance of the government at that time, which was not enough to give them more room to show their strength.

Dupont was able to guess what the man in front of him was thinking, because it was he who led the misunderstanding.

When he sent the Phantom Brigade to do this, he already had this in mind.Of course, he can emerge in a more powerful posture and act as the protector of the Sword Fusangshen.

But when one's abilities are always exhausted, he has also seen many such things-for example, in a certain world, there is a weak race that is protected by only one powerful god. After being sealed, this race was completely reduced to slaves of other races.

Even if he is confident that he will not be sealed by any person or force in this world, the problem is...some people will have the idea that "killing him will solve everything", "he is a human and will always die", endless Compete with him and cause him trouble.

But if the protector standing behind Sword Fusangshen is not a single person, but a group, it can effectively reduce many similar troubles, so that stupid people can think according to their own IQ, and correctly measure the "killing wandering Fusangshen" The difficulty level of the fact that the forces behind the settlement" matter.

Like pressing a sliced ​​lemon on a manual juicer to squeeze out the last bit of use value, the judge smiled and said: "Yes, among the people who attacked you that day, there was a young man with short black hair and an earring It's their regiment leader, and the one with blond hair is the military adviser who helps make decisions. It's a bit embarrassing to say that the condition for joining the Phantom Brigade is to kill one of the original members to replace him, but I was almost killed by them Kill it, and escape in embarrassment..."

Although he mentioned that he felt ashamed because of failure, Du Peng did not show any embarrassment, but laughed instead, as if telling the opposite commander and Token Fusangshen that he didn't feel defeated by the Phantom Brigade at all. What's there to be ashamed of Tuan--of course there's nothing to be ashamed of, because what he said was a long time ago.

Everyone showed expressions of extreme awe.They didn't know the time difference between what Dupont said, and they only thought of another possibility: Dupont lost to the strong man who convinced him.

Although the entry conditions of this phantom brigade sound very evil, those who have the power to kill Mr. Dupont's terrifying powerhouse did not kill any god-inspectors when they attacked the Government of Time that day, or It can be said that it is very restrained and friendly to smash any sword to pay the gods.

The commander's throat was dry, and he finally couldn't help but took a sip of the coffee that hadn't been touched in front of him, "I understand. When you first joined the job, you just wanted to be an ordinary judge, but because of your sympathy, you have been helping those who have been judged." The sword that hurts pays off. But... what happens when you meet the 'Phantom Troupe'? Or should I ask, what is the purpose of the Phantom Troupe?"

Dupont put down his coffee cup and looked up without warning.There was a bright light in his eyes, which were always as calm as a deep pool, and he said very piously: "Is the purpose? Of course it is to protect freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, integrity, friendliness...everything you can think of in this world. and justice."