Murson, who was shocked by Professor Hammer's aura, felt a little worried and had never dared to say anything, finally found the opportunity to interrupt.

He jumped up suddenly, pointed at Ivan Big and shouted: "No, he lies!"

"If I lie, let the great Mu kill my lord and all his tribesmen directly!" Da Yifan immediately shouted loudly in a louder voice, three louder than Murson's tuning gate.

"What I said is the truth!" Big Ivan widened his eyes, and two glass-sized eyeballs almost jumped out of his eye sockets, staring at Murson fiercely.

"When you were arrested, you had weapons on you!" Murson sneered, pointing out the fact that Ivan and others had found various weapons on them before they were brought to the North District Branch.

Murson, and several other third-level police officers around him, smiled proudly at the same time.

When Murson heard that Ivan was actually Joe's subordinate, he felt something that he shouldn't have as a police officer.

He wanted to use Ivan as a breakthrough point and deliberately made things difficult for Qiao.

The reason is very simple.

Murson had just taken office not long ago... He originally worked in the Imperial Police Department and was a civilian official in charge of official documents.

The North District Branch had committed a huge thing before and was foolishly used by someone. He gathered a group of capable police forces to enforce the law across districts and ran to the territory of the Central District Branch to attack No. 158 Qingsong Street. As a result, a fierce conflict broke out with Qiao's subordinates.

A large number of police officers were killed and injured, and the losses were extremely heavy.

However, according to the investigation results of the Ministry of Supervision and the Ministry of Police, and the evidence seized later showed that the North District Branch's behavior of attacking No. 158 Qingsong Street was completely without reasonable, legal and reliable evidence to support it.

That action was a complete private power-seeking and rent-seeking, a malicious frame-up, and a despicable revenge.

Elvin von Sis, a senior intelligence officer in the police department who mobilized police forces in the North District Branch, still does not know which black prison in the Supervision Department to cooperate with the investigation; the former director of the North District Branch who colluded with Elvin and privately mobilized a large group of police forces, as well as several deputy directors, as well as senior executives of the North District Branch who were related to this matter, also went to the Supervision Department to have coffee.

Merson and several third-level police officers around him were temporarily airborne to put out the fire.

Merson, and a few colleagues, all want to sit firmly in this position - in the Police Department? They are only responsible for civilian work and are optional; while in the North District Branch, they hold real power? There are more than 10,000 police forces to be driven by them.

Should I go back to the police department to sit on the bench? Or should I respond to the North District Branch and call the wind and rain? Is it a pig knowing how to choose?

Qiao’s subordinate? Since he has been arrested and entered the North District Branch.

That must be a little difficult to make things difficult and be able to burn the fire on Qiao? That's the best.

During the conflict at No. 158 Qingsong Street? The police who were killed and seriously injured were still making trouble. Because the whole thing was an illegal act, the police who were killed and injured did not receive the pension they deserved.

Even their resume files were recorded with a huge stain.

The North District Branch is in a panic and the morale of the army is scattered. If you can severely punish Qiao, extort some oil and water from Qiao, and secretly subsidize the dead and injured police and their families in private...

Merson and several colleagues believed that they would capture the morale of the North District Branch? From then on, they would truly master this powerful and powerful department.

So, after Ivan and the others were taken to the North District Branch, Murson and others secretly instructed some illegal and irregular operations. So, they had a ghost in their minds before? Faced with the aggressiveness of Hessen and Professor Hammer, they were not brave enough to fight back head-on.

But the words of Ivan of the Great?                                                                                                                          �

Murson sneered loudly: "When you were arrested? You had weapons on you... Moreover, the weapons you carried were not rituals and equipment worn by ordinary nobles every day, but were extremely lethal and military-style weapons."

"Alloy war knives, alloy heavy swords, alloy armor-breaking axes... and new large-diameter flintlock short guns, and military wire stringed strong crossbows." Murson said coldly: "Even, at least half of the weapons you carry with you have been poison-tempered!"

Murson rushed forward with two steps. He rushed to the front of Ivan, raised his head, staring fiercely at Ivan who was one head taller than himself: "After the forensic test of the North District Branch, the mixed toxins you have tempered on your weapons are the sap of the blood-sealed throat tree from the Black Continent Rainforest, and the venom of the blue-patterned poison dart frog in the depths of the Black Continent Rainforest."

"The sap of the throat tree that is blood-sealed is a natural strong neurotoxin."

"The venom of the blue-patterned poison dart frog is a terrible rapid coagulation toxin."

"The two highly toxic substances are mixed together. According to the forensic judgment, your weapon can numb the victim's oily skin slightly, and they can die of heart numbness in one breath!"

A power called "confidence" kept gushing out from Murson's heart. He pointed at the nose of Ivan with a "confidence" and shouted: "On the cold winter night, a group of former Lucia soldiers who were all above the fifth level and who came to the empire with disgraceful means... They carried poisoned weapons and sneaked on the streets, fleeing with several wounded people."

"On the street where you fled, there is a noble mansion seized by the Supervision Department to be turned into ashes!"

Merson shouted: "We have sufficient reasons to doubt..."

Professor Hammer's voice became louder than Murson. In Professor Hammer's small shriveled body, a lion roared like a roar: "Shut up, Murson... have you returned all your legal knowledge to your tutor?"

"Adequate reason? Doubt?" Professor Hammer widened his eyes and waved his arms wildly in pain: "I remember you are a graduate of the Judicial University, I remember you... With what you said just now, I can apply to the Judicial University Committee to cancel your graduation certificate!"

Murson's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly turned around and wanted to explain to Professor Hammer.

But Professor Hammer did not accept his explanation.

Murson was not allowed to speak at all. Professor Hammer pointed at his nose and shouted loudly: "Are sufficient reasons? Do you doubt? Ha, this is how you and your idiot subordinates handle the case? What is the first lesson that the School of Police of the Judicial University gave you in your first class at school?"

"Evidence! Evidence!! His mother's still damn evidence!!!"

"There is no evidence, even if you are a third-level police officer now, you are already a full-time senior executive of the Imperial Police Department... You also shut your bird-mouth!" Professor Hammer squirted at Murson frantically: "Do you have sufficient reason to doubt? Ha, with your words, I can appeal to the Imperial Supervision Department to conduct the strictest internal investigation of the origin of this Venus on your shoulder!"

Murson's face was pale.

Several of his colleagues looked pale.

Professor Hammer's words are not just a threat... After working as the director of the Academic Affairs Office of the Imperial Justice University for so many years, Professor Hammer has a deep connection and a huge influence in the Imperial Justice circle. He has had a lot of friendship with senior officials of the Ministry of Police and Supervision.

If he complains, as long as the Supervision Department really intervenes, Murson and others will be found without problems.

"I, I..." Murson quickly waved his hands: "I just... just, express my suspicion..."

"Evidence!" Professor Hammer lowered his voice. After all, he was a little young and kept shouting loudly with all his might. He felt a little sad. He held his hands behind his back and said in a low voice: "Evidence, Murson, evidence!"

"Just you said, the 'self-defense weapon' they carried with them... It was a little bit, and it wiped the skin of the 'victim'..." Professor Hammer shook his head, looked at Murson and sighed: "If it was in court, just by your words, you would be finished..."

"Victim? Where are the victims? Your assumptions... This kind of speculation made out of thin air...Murson, I really doubt how you got your Judicial University diploma." Professor Hammer sighed: "No evidence nonsense... You simply embarrass your alma mater!"

Murson's face turned pale and then red again.

"I just... for a moment... for a moment... for a moment..." Merson tried his best to explain clearly.

"As a senior police officer in the Empire, you cannot speak out... your words and deeds are related to the livelihood and well-being of the people of the Empire... whether they can live and work in peace, or be displaced because of your mistakes." Professor Hammer stared at Murson very sternly: "Did you remember?"

Murson nodded obediently and lowered his head in dejected state.

It's over... He was scolded in public by Professor Hammer. Murson felt that there were not a few days left for his good days at the North District Branch. What would the police present think? What would they think of him?

Great Ivan's body shivered and shivered.

Every pore in his body suddenly opened, and a trace of refreshing heat was sprayed out.

So cool...

When he was living in Ruhr City, he also had to deal with police officers in Ruhr City. But at that time, only the police were scolding him, and he... faced those imperial police officers who were far inferior to him, and he almost didn't even have a chance to argue. He was scolded every time and was as dirty as his grandson.

Once upon a time, Ivan thought that he would have such a day?

He could speak in front of so many senior police officers, but these senior police officers had no way to deal with him?

Even if they show a little dissatisfaction, someone will immediately suppress their dissatisfaction and resistance with a thunderous force?

Ivan sincerely sighed that he really defected to a good boss!
Chapter completed!