"This is my identification number, please confirm." A series of codes and information appeared in front of the other person.
Facing that line of code, the tall man used his personal terminal to scan and confirm.
[Court of Judgnt Second Rank Patrol Officer | Slite Grero]
"He's from the Court of Judgnt, but he's a Patrol Officer." He muttered to himself, then suddenly paused.
Patrol Officers and Inspectors are different; the most common position in the Court of Judgnt is that of Inspector because there are many and widespread matters on that front, whereas Patrol Officers are less in number, usually tasked with protecting VIPs, counter-surveillance, counter-assassination, and counter-intelligence.
This ans that today's focus is not on the appearance of dangerous elents, but that there should be personnel from the Court of Judgnt here specifically for protection.
Needing so many Patrol Officers for protection suggests an individual of no small significance. Realizing this, the tall man finally cald down and even started feeling a bit uneasy and terrified, wondering if his earlier behavior was too out of line.
Seeing that even a man with a senatorial identity is utterly quiet, those who originally wanted to complain also lowered their flags.
Under the maintenance of order by the hotel security staff, the guests who had left the hall ca back, and what was different from the earlier setting was that the cobalt blue star tear emblem of the Court of Judgnt continuously appeared on the walls on both sides and the central screen.
What made people sowhat uneasy was that as ti passed, one after another mber of the Court of Judgnt dressed in Bright Blue uniforms with Swords entered the hall, lining up on both sides of the hall, back against the walls, stationed every five ters, expressions stern.
The style of the Court of Judgnt is well understood by everyone present. In the Federation, the higher one's position, the more one tends to fear these Inspectors in dark blue uniforms; ordinary people, on the other hand, need not fear these mbers of the Court of Judgnt, as they never target law-abiding citizens.
Faced with the Court of Judgnt personnel sealing off the entire hotel, no one dared to ask the reason and could only quietly wait for the outco.
20 minutes later, everything inside the hall returned to its original state, except that there was no symphony orchestra on stage, and the guests were seated in their prior spots, the hotel managent also stood at the side of the stage.
After a brief exchange in low voices, Flora received information, made so preparations, and then took the microphone and stepped forward again.
"Sorry, many unexpected events occurred just now, we are now resuming the opening ceremony."
What, can this really continue? The guests present inevitably had various doubts, but now they dared not raise their voices.
"First, I would like to thank the orchestra mbers for their dedicated performance, which enveloped us in that long-past forest dream." She cleared her throat, striving to steady her voice.
"Afterwards, I will also address the questions Mr. Framing has raised."
"Regarding the hotel staff and orchestra mbers who ca here to perform, we have conducted stringent identity verification and there are no security issues, I wonder why Mr. Framing accuses and points fingers?"
Such words virtually overturned everything that had happened, indicating that what happened earlier was a conspiracy deliberately caused by Mr. Framing.
At this, Framing started to sweat slightly from his forehead.
Normally, such slinging of mud in argunts could be just talked over, but in the current scene, it's not looking like sothing that can be easily brushed off. If he cannot produce compelling evidence under the severe inquiry of the Court of Judgnt, he might face extrely severe penalties.
"Why as a guest, was Mr. Framing able to insist with such confidence on his first visit that there are issues with the hotel?"
"Why was Mr. Framing, sitting so far away in the audience, able to assert there are issues with the orchestra mber's genetic profiles?"
"Why did Mr. Framing, without any communication with us, dare to interrupt and question during the ceremony, not fearing misunderstandings at all?"
Flora, holding the microphone, repeatedly questioned, raising many thoughts among the audience present.
Right, normally, even if one found sothing, one would usually communicate with the organizer first, and then contact the police and related departnts, etc. Why was Framing so bold, exposing deliberately in front of so many people, it's hard to imagine this wasn't done with ulterior motives.
"Is it possible to say that all this happened with preditation, which is why Mr. Framing was so confident?" With this statent, Flora cornered the other party, preventing any evasion, unless Mr. Framing could fully explain the entire process and his ntal motive, it's impossible to justify such irrational behavior.
Facing such questioning, Framing's back sweated profusely, but now was not the ti for silence. His thoughts raced urgently in his mind before he slowly began to speak.
"First of all, I did not lie, Ms. Flora, do not use such questioning to cover up the issue."
"As for what you asked, why I was so certain." He clenched his teeth.
"I indeed had received intelligence before coming here today, and had it confird beforehand."
"This ans, you do not deny that today's accusations and ceremony disruption were unintentional, but that you did it on purpose, all for business competition, right?" Flora pinpointed.
Taking a deep breath, Framing knew arguing this didn't matter now, even if people talked, it would at most be considered sowhat unethical, not criminal.
"Yes, I can't stand you."
"So I had my people infiltrate your hotel beforehand to find issues, ready to take action at the opening ceremony."
"Fortunately, we discovered Miss Shui Fengqin." He said, his glance searching the side of the stage, but unfortunately, among the orchestra mbers, there was no black-haired, pink-eyed girl.
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