Chapter 114 The Demon Hunter

Monday, a working day.

Queens, Kew Gardens.

Today's first trial is about to begin.

The judge raised his gavel and knocked on the table, signaling to the people who came to hear the trial to keep quiet.

Not long after, an old man in a neat suit was brought up by the bailiff. He stood opposite the judge and waited patiently.

Between the two sat the recorder.

"Trespassing and Obstructing a Criminal Investigation."

After reading this, the bald judge stopped because he had memorized a large number of legal provisions. He couldn't even read the defendant's name.

"Cetrekian...or Mr. Setrekian..."

"As you please, Mr. Judge."

Abraham raised his head and waved his hands, looking not very concerned.

Behind the old man, there were a few jurors sitting scattered, including professionals appointed by the prosecution, and good citizens who voluntarily came to observe.

Lu Li was one of them.

When he brought the two survivors back to the apartment last night, it was past three o'clock in the morning. In order not to miss the meeting with the demon hunter Abraham, he used the rest time to clean himself up and even changed into formal clothes.

However, all the effort is worth it.

When he saw the old man for the first time, Lu Li realized that he was very special. His beard and hair were white and yellow, but his eyes were not cloudy at all.

Others thought that he was only in his seventies, but Lu Li, who had inquired about the news from the judicial police through his connections, knew that Abraham was already ninety-four years old.

A centenarian, carrying a sword and staff to fight monsters, even thinking about it, knows how extraordinary it is.

On the other side, the judge quickly browsed through the report submitted by the prosecution, and said loudly:

"Sir, for President John F. Kennedy's sake, please tell me, what did you do at JFK on Saturday night?"

After finishing speaking, the bald judge pushed his glasses and carefully examined the defendant Abraham.

Squeak...

At the same time, Lu Li subconsciously tilted his head when he heard movement coming from beside him——

Female Doctor Nora!

An unexpected person pushes the door open.

For a while, many speculations surged in Lu Xin's mind:

Could it be that Dr. Ivor from the CDC discovered something and specially sent a partner to win over the old man?

Or, is there any trouble that the old man needs to help solve?

Anyway, it can't be a chance encounter!

When Lu Li was thinking, Nora also noticed him, and their eyes collided.

Unfortunately, nothing sparked.

Considering the sanctity of the court, the female doctor put her bag on the seat beside Lu Li and sat down silently.

"I... saw a news about the landing of the plane on TV..."

The old man seemed to be tired from standing up, and he breathed a sigh of relief, which made many jurors feel sympathetic.

"Hmm...I'm not sure..."

Abraham's voice gradually became cloudy, as if thick phlegm was stuck in his throat: "Your Excellency, I am old and can't remember clearly."

Hearing this, Dr. Nora looked puzzled and a little disappointed. What the old man said at the airport the night before was all fulfilled, so she came here specially to ask some questions——

Before losing contact, the chief forensic doctor called and told Dr. Ivor that there was a wound on the neck of the 206 deceased, which was so small and delicate that no human being could do it with any technology.

Last night, the medical team also found a wound on Captain Redfern's neck through ultraviolet light. It was difficult to see with the naked eye, but it did exist.

Why was there the same wound, the other passengers died, but the captain survived?

What exactly are those aggressive bugs?

They are rewriting the human body structure, want to create a new organ, what is the intention?

Dr. Nora didn't dare to continue thinking about it, because there were too many doubts.

Fortunately, Lu Li didn't know about this, otherwise, he would have collapsed along with him.

However, one thing is certain, the old man is pretending to be stupid.

After all, when it comes to acting, Lu Li definitely has the right to speak. After coming to this mysterious school, a serious art candidate took the exam three times in a row, playing the role of a detective, a military officer, and a policeman.

Although the judge did not have such insight, he was well-informed, sneered, turned to the next page of the file, browsed briefly, and asked again: "Do you have a pawn shop on East 118th Street?"

Hearing this, Abraham did not deny it, and replied, still lifeless, "Yes, the documents are complete and registered."

The judge was about to follow up on this topic, but before he could speak, he heard the defendant say slowly:

"After World War II, I was rescued from a concentration (camp) by the Allies, and then I came here to collect antiques and silverware for a living."

After the words fell, whispers sounded, and the members of the jury looked at the old man who couldn't even stand firmly in front of him with sympathetic eyes.

Not only that, even the judge changed his sitting position, and his tone eased: "Sir, who lives with you, wife?"

"I am a widower, Your Honor."

Abraham shook his head. He thought of his long-dead wife, so he couldn't help lowering his head, lest his eyes be too sharp and his previous efforts would be wasted.

The judge, who is also not young, can feel the pain of losing his wife. He put his hands together and said, "Where are the children and grandchildren?"

"We never had that blessing."

Abraham replied in a deep voice.

Unable to imagine what this old man has gone through in his life, some of the female jurors began to cry.

Lu Li heaved a long sigh, because no one would use this to deceive others.

In this way, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at the judge together, waiting for his decision.

In fact, the judge is also a human being, not a cold machine. He closed the file: "I don't care about illegal trespass and obstruction of criminal investigation."

"But it's this thing that concerns me."

A cane was carried to the judgment seat.

The whole body is made of platinum, and the armrest is carved with a wolf's head. Under the gaze of everyone, the judge pressed the mechanism and slowly pulled out a long sword from it.

silverware!

Lu Li regained his energy, inadvertently straightened his back, and sat upright, seeing Dr. Nora's puzzled face.

"Sir, this is a concealed weapon."

In fact, the judge had already made a decision in his mind, and his tone was not questioning, but admonishing and telling: "In New York City, we have strict laws."

"This, this is an antique, Your Excellency."

"I just use it as a crutch."

"It means a lot to me, it's a symbol of family prestige."

The old man was trembling, giving people a feeling of exhaustion.

"I promise, it will be pulled out and destroyed."

With a miserable life, a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and old age, the judge is unwilling to continue to pursue his responsibility. He suggested: "Remember to replace it with a rubber-and-aluminum bottomed crutch."

"The case is dismissed!"

The gavel fell heavily.

Ten minutes later, the second case officially began.

Outside the courthouse, the sun is just right.

The old man is leaning on a sword and walking steadily, how can he be half old?

Lu Li and Dr. Nora walked almost side by side, and followed quickly.