All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 224 A villain, a good man (big chapter)

Lind stared at the villain in front of him and asked him: "Do you think you deserve a second chance before going to trial?"

Jin Bin's eyes showed deep anxiety, and his huge body began to tremble slightly.

"Are you going to kill me, or let me go?"

"I'm not a judge, so I won't sentence you. I'm a wizard, Mr. Kingpin. Before I became a wizard, I was an ordinary teacher and lived a dull and boring life in your opinion. Although the past has been like the wind. The dust has disappeared, but my cowardly and hypocritical temperament has always remained in me. I was afraid of getting undue blood on my hands, so I never killed anyone with my own hands."

After listening to Linde's story, Kingpin seemed to have tasted a little hope of survival. He took a slow, deep breath, and when he exhaled it, his body stopped shaking.

He crossed his fingers and bowed his head to God in prayer, a habit he'd picked up again when he put on his clerical robes.

Jin used to be unwilling to confess his heart to God, nor succumb to fate.

"Because I don't want to be stained with blood, I will turn my enemies into animals or books, or kill them with the hands of others, or tamper with their lives and completely erase their past.

"You are one of the few villains that I hate and hate. When I read through your life, I saw that you tortured innocent people, forced ordinary people to go astray, coerced underage children to use them as bargaining chips in power and sex trade, and ran illegal singing and dancing They organized black boxing, dog fighting and killing games, participated in selling addictive products, smuggling arms, reselling cultural relics, loan sharking, violent debt collection, and selling human organs... Criminal law has been read as business by you, Kingpin. gentlemen.

"You have managed the streets of New York so well, and your roots and tentacles are everywhere. Even travelers like me will be threatened by you. I originally planned to leave you with nothing, reduce you to the most humble level, and turn you into An immortal insect suffers in the world, being crushed, poisoned by pesticides, fighting other insects, and then resurrected again and again until your soul is tortured to ashes."

King ignored the words, reciting passages from the Gospel softly, as if preparing for his meeting with God after death.

"Seeing you repent now has once again made me understand the complexity of human nature. The heinous Mr. Kingpin actually did good deeds, destroyed tens of thousands of families, distorted the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, and now he has become a New Yorker Your spiritual sustenance. Standing in front of me now, do you think I should give you another chance?"

Jin Bing stopped praying, lowered his head, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I know what I have done. I don't ask your forgiveness, just, please give me more time. Let me explain what happened. The boys in the church are all They're a bunch of idiots, and they'll be in trouble if I die without knowing why."

"When did you have the illusion that giving you a chance means to forgive you?"

Linde looked at the confused Jin Bin, "The story of reforming evil and returning to right is indeed timeless, but that is the helplessness of mortals. Because the mistakes committed are a foregone conclusion, we can only let life move forward. I'll give you the first one. A second chance allows you to truly atone for your sins.”

Jin Bing frowned and asked: "Can you tamper with the past history?"

"Yes. I will use Eternal Transformation and Big Music to create a parallel timeline and change the trajectory of your life. In this way, those who have been harmed by you will also have a new destiny. As for your ending, death? Let the other person decide whether to live or not."

"What if I don't take this opportunity?"

"Then our game will continue. I will follow my previous plan and let you continue to sink and suffer until the resentment of the dead souls entrusted to your mind body is satisfied."

"Fair enough...I accept the second chance."

Lin De raised his hand to press Jin Bin's broad forehead, the eye of the tower on his chest overflowed with pure magical energy, and the gorgeous aura light belt wrapped around Jin Bin.

"Wait!" He suddenly stopped Linde's magic.

"Repent?"

"No, I just need to make a phone call, please." This was the first time Kingpin begged Lind.

Linde nodded in agreement.

With two thick fingers, Jin carefully took out an old Nokia mobile phone from the lining pocket, clicked on the address book, and dialed the only contact.

When he held the flip phone to his ear, it looked as mini as a children's toy. Kingpin waited patiently for the call to be connected. He did not look at Linde. At this time, he was calm and focused, and he was simply doing the most proud work of his life.

After waiting for a long time, maybe seven years, the call finally got through.

Jin Bin was startled, showing a warm smile, "Vanessa, it's me... Yes, I know you don't want to be disturbed... Listen, Vanessa, I'm in New York now... No, no, I've already Quit that stuff, I'm a pastor. Ha, I knew you couldn't believe it, but it's true, Reverend Wilson, the neighbors kind of like me. Every day I'm handing out bread, sweeping up the trash, giving people help..."

He ramblingly reviewed the experience of the past month, with a soft and joyful tone, controlling the rhythm like a talk show.He laughed quickly, and the woman on the other end of the phone laughed too.

"...Yes, I didn't mean anything to call you, but I missed you, Vanessa, this may be the last time I will speak to you... No, it's not a terminal illness, I caused it, and I'm dying now (Kim gives Lind a calm glance)...no need, you don't come to me...well, I'm in Brooklyn, near the Waterfront Museum...hey, I've been sorry about Richard... I love you... goodbye."

He hung up the phone, with a relaxed expression on his face, and nodded to Linde, "Please continue."

"Don't you plan to see her for the last time?"

"That's not necessary."

"Then why did you tell her your address?"

Kingpin grinned, "I couldn't say no to her."

Linde recognized this reason, he continued to cast spells, and the eyes of the tower shot out pure magic energy. This degraded product from divine power has an eternal nature and can spread to the upstream and downstream of the timeline, making Linde's essential transformation technique Become the magic of God to manipulate fate and history.

At the same time, the Book of Mora slowly stretched out a tentacle and pressed Jin Bin's heart.

"Ah!" Jin Bin gritted his teeth and snorted, sweating profusely.

A fiery imprint was branded upon his chest by tentacles, like coiled roots, a trace of the law of the gods.

Linde used the eternal transformation technique to spread the power of the law to Jinbin's past.

The Book of Mora unfolded slowly, and the magnificent score of the grand movement flowed like a sea tide.

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Wilson's father is an ambitious gangster who does everything that has nothing to do with morality and law. He robs banks, steals property, or does other trivial black jobs, trying to squeeze his way into the gang circle with a daredevil spirit. .

Years later, he joined a local gang in New York as he wished, and soon died in a street fight.

When his career failed, he began to drink heavily. When he was drunk, he would domestically abuse his wife and children. Wilson's childhood memories are the crackle of the belt, his mother's screams and cries, and the pain that felt like his body was on fire.

My father would cry and apologize to them every time he woke up. When he was not at home, his mother would drag Wilson to pray to God, begging her husband to stop drinking.

In the past, Wilson didn't understand why his father's temperament was so different before and after drinking. Later, he vaguely realized that perhaps his father had always had an angry and violent fire hidden in his heart, and he always wanted to destroy himself and those around him.

Because he was born bloated, Wilson was ridiculed and ostracized by other children in the community and received no recognition from anyone. The family's financial conditions did not allow him to receive a decent education, so he wandered alone on the streets all day long.

Many young people with similar family backgrounds to him have successively joined illegal activities and become New York's green forest heroes.

Wilson also tried to help his father in criminal activities, such as carrying extra boxes when robbing money, but once he was engaged in these jobs, he would immediately vomit uncontrollably, which was a childhood problem.

Suffering from a strange illness, Wilson had to quit the criminal path sadly, and a future underworld star died in vomit.

The night his father died on the street, Wilson felt a chain break in his heart.

He stopped praying to God.

Wilson, who has nothing to do, changed his name. He is now called Fisk, and he is determined to use this name to start a new life.

Fisk, who was unable to engage in criminal activities, thought of a way not to delve into the right way, but to try to find legal loopholes to avoid his own strange disease, so he began to study law and jurisprudence.

Facts have proved that he actually has a very flexible mind, which helped him a lot in the learning process. Even if he missed the best learning period of teenagers, Fisk still mastered a lot of professional knowledge in a short period of time. Proficient in law and computer technology, with a natural keen sense of finance and capital operations.

Fisk discovered that the most profitable activities in the world were indeed illegal activities, but unlike the petty brawls engaged in by neighborhood gangs, the real lawbreakers were found in high-end office buildings on Wall Street, in City Hall and the White House. This group of people exploited loopholes in the law, Converting the money earned at one time, it would take an ordinary person earning the minimum wage to work from the Stone Age to the Industrial Revolution.

The ambitious Fisker tried shorting stocks in the 1990s, which led to the closure of several factories and the loss of tens of thousands of workers.

That day, Fiske suffered the worst vomiting in his life.

For a period of time thereafter, Fisk could not eat, and he did not recover until he donated all his ill-gotten gains to help unemployed workers get back to work.

Fisk kept trying and continued to fail miserably. Finally he got discouraged and was confused for a while. Until he met a woman named Vanessa. At that time, Fisker was working as a legal consultant for an ocean-going trading company. Vanessa encountered some debt problems and the company maliciously withheld her salary, so she asked Fisker for help. .

To be honest, few people are willing to get close to Fiske because of her large size, but Vanessa is an optimistic and somewhat silly professional woman. She has probably never experienced the feeling of being hurt, and she doesn't know how to be on guard against others.

Not long after the two met, Vanessa discovered Fisk's amazing talent. They tried to date and then officially became involved.

After a lingering time, Vanessa learned about Fisk's strange disease, and she smiled heartily at that time.

"Are you laughing at me?" Fisk probed half-jokingly.

"No, of course not, dear, I think this is very good. Although I feel sorry for your experience, this may just prove that you are a person with a great sense of justice in your heart." Vanessa touched Jin affectionately And the huge head is like stroking a big bear, "Maybe God is expecting you to do good things."

Fisk never thought he could do good deeds. What he has learned since childhood is that those who obey the rules are weak and can be bullied, while those who challenge the rules are powerful and respectable.

Under the encouragement and guidance of Vanessa, Fisk gradually saw the life of most ordinary people, they all make a living under the rules, which is not weak and shameful, but amazingly tenacious.

So he started to file lawsuits for farmers and workers. The cases involved the company's occupation of farmers' land, pollution of the environment, exploitation of overseas workers, and substandard production hygiene.

Thanks to Fisk's tough tactics, exquisite talent, and extreme sensitivity to crimes, he has repeatedly won in court. Through the efforts of him and a group of colleagues, many of the chaos of the era have been exposed to the public eye and passed through the judicial process. be corrected.

Fisk is known as the top figure in the law firm (Kingpin, homophonic to Kingpin), who leads a group of righteous lawyers to fight against social injustice.

Jin and Vanessa supported each other and soon entered the marriage hall. After a year of marriage, they had a child named Richard Fisk.

As his career developed, King became a thorn in the side of many companies and politicians, and the physical threats against him, his wife and children never stopped.

Kingpin briefly wanted to leave his job and retire with Vanessa and Richard. But now he can no longer let go of the poor in America.

Things turned ugly after all. A premeditated car accident took away Vanessa and Richard, and Jin, who was seriously injured, dragged his wife and children out of the scrapped car. Only his wife Vanessa had her last breath. Still as if he had never been bullied before, he smiled brightly, "Promise me, dear, never... give up the fight."

From that day on, Kingpin crawled back from the hell of burning cars and became a selfless law enforcer. During the day, he continued to litigate for the poor. At night, he put on a tactical vest, shouldered the bullets, and used iron and fire to clean up the city's silt-deep evils.

His style of acting is very unique. Before shooting a criminal, he will send a lawyer's letter and tell him in person the crime he committed.

Even though lynching was used, King did not vomit because he knew he was innocent.

Kingpin formed an underground court and recruited many villains and heroes who shared his belief in using violence to eliminate evil.

Walking in the light and the dark, Kim will bear the sins of New York.

On this day, Jin Bin's underground court received a commission.

A young man took a priest to court.

The plaintiff recounted to Judge Kingpin the crimes committed by the defendant, a list of crimes thirty feet long. All the villains and heroes on the jury were speechless.

"The defendant claims to have repented and is willing to use the rest of his life to atone for his crime." The plaintiff also acted as the defendant's defense lawyer. "May I ask, Your Honor, how do you judge this person?"

Kingpin looked at the defendant, a priest who was as big as a brown bear and had a face that seemed familiar to him.

But Jin couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The priest stared at the judge with strangely sad eyes.

For a time, the impartial and impartial judge Kingpin didn't know how to pronounce the sentence.

Reason told him that this kind of person deserved to be shot and did not deserve mercy at all. But when he was about to knock down the gavel, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

The raised gavel stopped in mid-air.

The priest looked at this, the young man accused looked at this, his fellow jurors looked at this.

Vanessa's refreshing smile and her son Richard's childish face flashed before Kingpin's eyes.

They all looked at Kingpin with expectant and encouraging eyes.

Incomparable courage surged into his heart, dispelling his sense of anxiety.

"I declare the defendant guilty!"

Boom!

Hit the gavel!

Jin also saw the pastor showing a bitter and relieved smile, and then disappeared into thin air.

The courtroom in front of him collapsed, and the young man in the dock slowly came over holding a black book.

"You have made the final judgment. Mr. Kingpin, congratulations, you have redeemed your sins and have a good journey."

Kingpin looked around, and saw the wind blowing from the Upper New York Bay. He saw that his palms were gradually turning white, like burnt incense, with ashes falling and dissipating in the wind.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You are being erased from the timeline." Linde explained simply.

"I'm going to die?" Jin Bin showed a surprised expression. There were two overlapping lives in his mind, one was the underworld emperor and the other was a justice lawyer. "It turns out that I am only one thought away from another life. Wait, Fan How are Nissa and Richard?"

"Their lives have changed and they are now living well."

"That's good." Kingpin showed a relaxed smile, "That's good."

A red car stopped on the side of the road, and Vanessa got out of the car. This woman is beautiful and intellectual, with black hair, except for a strand of hair dyed gray in front of her forehead, showing her unusual style and temperament .

She quickly ran to Jin Bin, "No, don't..."

Jin Bing's body was mostly ashes, and his face was slowly shattered. He showed a last smile, and Vanessa's face was reflected in his pupils.

Vanessa looked at the empty priest's robe for a long time, and finally smiled in relief.

Later, Linde attended Jin Bin's funeral, and the cemetery was packed with funeral crowds.There are a group of gangsters in monk's robes, many lawyers, one of whom is blind, a few grim-looking mercenaries, farmers and workers from all over the world, and a large number of New York citizens.

People can't tell what connection they have with the deceased, but for some reason, they all feel that this person is very important to them.

Jin Bin's epitaph was written by Vanessa.

"A real villain is buried here, as well as a real good man."