Chapter 305 It’s time for the trial to stop

Resurrection from the dead is a miracle?

No, this miracle will not happen to Jack, at least not today.

Luden is half the person who barely touches resurrection from the dead.

However, he is not resurrected every time, but comes to the world out of thin air.

With the judge's permission, Jack entered the court.

He first tried to prove his identity to the court.

"Your Honor, these are my fingerprints."

Jack took out a piece of white paper with ten red fingerprints on it and handed it to the judge.

"Fingerprints are one of the credentials used by the security team to determine a person's identity. Among the exhibits submitted in this case, many are my personal belongings that have not been used for many years. My fingerprints can be extracted from them and compared as a result.

"

The judge nodded,

"We will do this, Mr. Jack, please allow me to ask, what has happened in the past ten years or so?"

The murdered subject suddenly came back to life and appeared in court.

When such a bizarre story appears, anyone will be curious.

Judges are no exception.

"It's like this. I drank too much that night and broke into Mr. Todd's barber shop. He found that I might have signs of alcohol poisoning, so he sent me to St. Peter's Sanatorium for treatment. This is how Dr. Hannibal told me

Talk about."

Jack told his story.

He was treated at St. Peter's Nursing Home and spent several days recovering.

Originally, after the treatment, he was supposed to leave St. Peter's Nursing Home and return to his normal life.

But in the past few days, Dr. Hannibal convinced him to stay in St. Peter's Nursing Home as a volunteer.

Abandon everything in the past, start over, and embrace a new life

This statement may not be very convincing to others.

Few people know that Hannibal is an extremely good psychiatrist.

He successfully persuaded Jack to stay voluntarily.

Todd on the witness stand was full of surprise when he heard this story!

He thought this unlucky guy was already dead!

After thinking about it, Todd suddenly turned his head and looked at Hannibal behind him. The meaning in his eyes was very clear:

"You already knew it!"

Hannibal rolled his eyes, his face full of helplessness.

Nonsense, of course he knows!

Everyone who was sent to Hannibal's hands experienced similar things.

Although he was named Hannibal, he tried his best to fight against the name and did not embark on the fate that was arranged for him.

When they first met that year, he cooked a meat dish for the two of them, using normal meat.

There is no difference between Todd's share and Luden's share.

Mr. Ludden knew clearly that there was nothing wrong with the meat, but he lied to Todd, leaving Todd under a shadow for the past ten years.

In the same way, Hannibal has no urge or willingness to kill, let alone such behavior!

He is wanted because security captains everywhere are lazy.

Whenever an unknown murder occurs, they will receive clues and report that Hannibal is the murderer.

The security captain didn't want to think too much. He first issued a wanted warrant, captured Hannibal and tortured him before confirming that he was the murderer.

Generally speaking, people who have been tortured are happy to admit to all the crimes they have committed.

At this moment, Todd understood where Mr. Luden's confidence came from.

He really never killed anyone, nor did he instigate killing.

What's the point of fearing something you've never done before?

Those who are clean will be clean by themselves.

The judge took off his glasses and fell silent, not knowing how to evaluate this absurd thing.

Jack is still alive, so of course he is not guilty of murder.

The judge picked up the wooden hammer and put it aside.

He looked at Mr. Luden and asked helplessly,

"Mr. Ludden, how many witnesses are there? Please come out together."

The judge is a smart man, and he knows that since Jack's case ends like this.

What about other cases?

With Mr. Luden's style, it is impossible to be cautious on the Jack case and then become reckless in the next case.

Luden knocked on the table twice, the sound was neither soft nor strong, and many people walked into the courtroom.

The first person is holding an urn.

"The priest is indeed dead. It was the disease that took his life, not Mr. Luden."

The person holding the urn was a young man. He took out a suicide note and handed it to the judge.

"Here is a handwritten letter from him, in which he admits all the crimes he committed."

The judge did not read the letter and asked instead,

"Why did he disappear when he was alive?"

The young man replied,

"The evidence of the priest's crime is in the possession of others. If he leaves St. Peter's Nursing Home, he will be sentenced."

Unlike Jack, the priest did not reform, but fled in fear of crime.

St. Peter's Sanitarium is a lawless place.

Even if someone comes to report with evidence, they can't do anything to the priest.

He escaped the punishment of the law, but not the disease.

The great plague that spread across the foggy city took away his life.

The judge frowned and asked,

"Then he was never punished before his death?"

The young man shook his head,

“Does guilt of conscience count?”

After saying that, the young man himself laughed,

"If he has such a thing."

This priest is not innocent.

Even so, Luden did not kill him.

As for the reason?

Of course he could not predict the future, nor could he know that more than ten years later, the Church of Knowledge would use this matter to attack him.

The reason Luden didn't kill the priest was simple - he was a law-abiding citizen and couldn't do anything illegal.

If he wanted the priest to die, Luden had many ways.

But death is not the most serious punishment.

Living in fear is the way to go.

What exactly the priest experienced during his lifetime is now impossible to verify.

However, the appearance of the handwritten letter made people see his hypocrisy clearly and nailed his name to the pillar of shame.

The judge waved his hand, indicating that the young man could leave.

"Next one."

Deep in the kingdom.

At dusk, the setting sun penetrated the glass and curled up at the old man's feet, like an orange cat.
To be continued...