Following were the screams of every member of the Zimmer family and their allies…
“Kneel down and grovel!”
“Kneel down and grovel…”
After yelling for a while, their voices resonated through the hall, formidable as an earthquake. In an instant, the atmosphere heated up.
At the time, the law enforcement department of Michigan, the inspector from Alaska and Lord Commander of Department Six were all silent. They just sat at the sides, watching Alex’s every move.
His eyes were filled with despise as he glanced at the two caskets. “Do they even deserve it?” he chuckled coldly.
“What did you say?”
Agnes’ eyes were filled with rage, her expression filled with hate. “You killed someone, yet you’re not kneeling and repenting your sins? How dare you try and act cocky? Do you even know where you are right now? Why are you here then? Are you here to boast about being a murderer?”
Alex seemed calm, ignoring her completely as he turned to look at Quentin. “I’m here to give you a gift.”
Agnes froze. “What gift? Where is it?”
Alex continued ignoring her.
Raising her voice, she asked, “I’m asking you a question! Where’s the gift? Are you deaf, you jerk?”
Smack!
Aunt Rockefeller, who was standing next to them, slapped Agnes right across her face, sending her flying eight metres back.
After this slap, Agnes couldn’t get up to her feet. Not in the slightest.
Aunt Rockefeller smiled coldly. “So, when did we allow you to babble around like that?”
In an instant, her words and actions caused a commotion within the hall.
All the Zimmer family members and their allies started shouting. They wanted to have Alex and Aunt Rockefeller arrested, just so they could pay for what they’ve done in full price if not more.
As chaos ensued, the situation seemed to be going out of control.
Quentin looked toward Lord Commander, who was still sitting there, calm as ever.
With the progression of the situation, however, Quentin had to stand up and gesture to everyone. “Everyone, please calm down for now. This is a trial for murder, with the officials of the three biggest departments here, I’m sure that the murderers will pay for what they’ve done!”
He then turned to look at Alex. “So, what gift did you bring? A wreath or something? If that’s the case, you can just quit it. We the Zimmers will not accept your gift.”
“Ha! You wish!” Alex chuckled lightly and snapped his fingers loudly.
In just a few moments, something seemed to be dragged into the hall from the outside.
Everyone didn’t understand what Alex’s intentions were, hence they looked towards the door.
However, what met their eyes were two men dragging a scarlet casket with string, walking into the hall. Not even lifting the coffin one bit, they literally dragged it right in.
“A casket?” Everyone was puzzled, odd expressions were plastered in their faces.
‘You may be attending a funeral, but giving the family a casket is simply wrong! Do they look like they need any?’
However, they soon realized that Alex wasn’t just giving them one casket. Three of the same model were being dragged in.
More importantly, the caskets seemed to be made of very low quality. After being dragged all the way in, friction with the rough surface caused a lot of abrasions on its base. When it had arrived at the hall, the casket looked worn out, the bottom looking as if it could fall out at any moment
Quentin and Snow were so infuriated that they almost vomited blood.
“What do you mean? Are you thinking of killing my entire family?”
Alex shook his head. “Nope. But you guys can open the casket and take a look.”