Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

"Good job, Scarlett!"

"No, it's not that good..." Scarlett felt a little embarrassed after being praised.

Little Sally said sweetly, "Beautiful Sheriff Sister! Sister Scarlett is indeed a kind person. She even helped our friends in the welfare home find jobs! Sister Scarlett introduced me to Uncle Kurd, but Uncle Kurd didn't need anyone, so he introduced me to Mother Mara."

"Mother Mara is also a very good person. She is only slightly worse than Sister Scarlett, just a little bit."

Tia raised the corners of her mouth, curved her eyebrows, and smiled: "Look, everyone is praising you. Be more confident, Scarlett, don't lose points."

"Yes, sir..."

"Louder, no spirit."

"As you command, sir!"

"Okay, very spirited!"

While Tia was teasing Scarlett, a man in work clothes came in with a girl in a dark blue uniform dress.

The man had an unshaven beard and was probably in his twenties.

The girl was about the same age as Tia, and she recognized the uniform she was wearing; it was from the Greater Harbour District Neighborhood School. The Greater Harbour District Neighborhood School was much better than the North Harbour District, but also more expensive, at 36 gold pounds a year.

As soon as these two people came in, Tia immediately gave Scarlett a look.

What a coincidence, Mrs. Mara didn't meet him, but her two children appeared first.

That man was Peter Fast Hand's younger brother. Tia forgot his real name, maybe Philip or something like that. He worked as an engineer in a factory.

The girl's name was Robin, and Tia had a vivid memory of her because Robin had just received a letter of recommendation from Ansu Capital National University. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be able to attend Ansu National University next year.

——Of course, she has to undergo political assessment and identity verification.

If his brother "Orlando" were to come back from the dead and be found to have become the notorious gang leader, smuggler, and murderer "Speedy Peter," Robin's college career would be practically over.

Tia immediately gave Scarlett a look, asking her to stop the brother and sister.

But before Scarlett could walk out, the girl Robin's eyes lit up when she saw Tia first, and she said in surprise, "Am I seeing right? Excuse me, are you Tia Sulph?!"

"I'm a fan of yours! Do you remember your speech at Grand Harbor Bay Middle School? I was sitting in the front row! Your speech was about how knowledge is the ladder of progress. It was so well said. Are you here to buy flowers? Right now, I recommend pansies, chrysanthemums, chrysanthemums, and asters!"

"I remember you! Are you Robin-san? Robin Duke!"

Tia smiled sweetly.

"Tia-san actually still remembers my name!"

Robin immediately happily shook Tia's hand, and the girl was excited to give Tia flowers for free.

But Tia took her hand in return, causing the girl to blush. Tia said, "Now is not the time for signing. I'm accompanying the police officer here. If you need an autograph, you can come to me later."

Robin was slightly stunned and hesitated, "Miss Officer? I, we should be operating legally and paying taxes on time..."

"No, it's nothing serious. Just a routine checkup. We'll check with your brother later."

"Okay then." Robin nodded, looked at his brother Philip in the distance, and whispered, "I'll go upstairs first."

Philip nodded with a slightly serious expression and reminded in a low voice: “Go up and go to bed early.”

After Robin left, Scarlett felt that Tia was somewhat like a succubus.

How come people recognize you wherever you go and like you, Miss Sulph?

Scarlett didn't bother to complain, she walked up to Phillip, showed her ID, and said, "I'm from the Grand Harbor District Police Station. Can I talk further?"

She glanced at another customer behind her who was buying flowers.

This customer was no ordinary person. She was concentrating on choosing flowers, but when she saw Scarlett take out her ID, she took out a pen and paper with great interest.

Seeing Scarlett's eyes flying towards him, the gentleman raised his hand and said, "You can continue talking. I can leave first."

Sally also felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she left carefully through the back door and did not close it.

After the others left.

Philip sighed helplessly, sat down on the chair in front of the counter, and said, "Two officers, please tell me right here what you are doing here. Please ask quickly and I will solve it for you on the spot. My mother is very old, and she would be scared if she saw two policemen suddenly coming."

Tia had already told Scarlett what to ask.

Scarlett said familiarly, "We want to know where your brother, Orlando, who died sixteen years ago, is now."

Philip's face froze slightly, and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? My brother has been dead for many years. He can only lie in the cemetery. Where else can he be?!"

"No, I'm asking where the living 'Orlando' is." Scarlett took out a set of documents and handed it to Philip. "According to the tax bureau's individual tax payment records, your salary income for the past three years should only be around 470 gold pounds. Your father has no income, your mother's flower shop is in deficit, and your sister is still in school. Yet, you've bought over 1500 gold pounds worth of stocks on the stock exchange in recent years."

"We want to know where the remaining money comes from."

Philip's face was stiff, and his voice was a little unnatural. He repeatedly emphasized, "Officer! Are you saying that my property is of unknown origin?! This is the income my father and mother have earned through decades of work. I am the only male in the family, so I naturally have the ability to inherit this money!"

Scarlett interrupted, "But your father's income helped you buy a fake degree and a factory job, and your mother's savings mostly went to buy this flower shop, and the rest went into a charity. That's certainly admirable, but some things have to be considered separately."

"We just want to know where the extra money in your expenses - that large sum of money - came from.

Tia sniffed the petals and said calmly, "You should answer carefully, otherwise it may affect your sister's future. Besides, I don't think Lady Mara knows the secret yet. I think she would be very sad if she knew."

Volume 1: Chapter 41 Yes, I am a super villain

“That money, that money…damn it!”

Philip pounded the counter in frustration and was about to say: "That money is my own -"

Before she finished her words, Tia interrupted her and said, "Excuse me, you took the blame for the crime, which is certainly commendable. But Robin is also not guilty. Her future should not be ruined by your momentary impulse.

"Of course, you can choose to do that, I have no objection."

With just a few words, Tia blocked all the words that Philip had not yet finished saying in his throat.

Of course he knew where the money came from, he knew it all!

This was sent by his brother who came back from the dead - he was the only one in the family who knew that his brother was still alive.

Perhaps the father could also see some clues from the family expenses, but he would not associate it with the fact that his son, who had been dead for 16 years, was still alive. He just often worried that his son had done something bad.

My brother's help has really helped the family a lot. His job, my sister's middle school tuition, tutoring fees, college tuition, and my father's medical expenses...

But now it's time to pay back the debt.

"I......"

Philip was still hesitant.

On one side is his biological brother, and on the other side is his biological sister.

Tia crossed her arms and placed them on her belly. She said politely, "This is indeed a difficult question. I can give you some time. Scarlett, set the alarm for five minutes."

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Scarlett wound up the alarm clock, and the ticking sound made Philip even more anxious, and he wanted to say something but stopped himself several times.

Scarlett quickly wrote down her reaction in her notebook.

Miss Sulph's interrogation methods really work! Just by setting an alarm, the person involved, who had just been so resistant, suddenly became anxious about whether to tell the truth.

Tia clapped her hands and paced in front of Philip, reminding him, "You have to think carefully. If you take the blame and explain the source of the money, we will have to confiscate the illegal property."

"Your mother would be very sad if she knew her son was imprisoned. She's old, so you should think about her. And Robin has lost the chance to enter Anzu National University. Where will she go? A factory? She'll have to work ten to twelve hours a day. How much time will she have left to support her elderly parents?"

Philip said irritably, "I know! I know! Damn it! Are you police officers here just to force our family into a desperate situation?!"

"Pushed into a corner?!"

Tia punched Philip in the chest, knocking him off balance. She grabbed his tie and asked, "Think carefully, where did all that money come from?"

“If that money flows into your hands, how many people will be forced into desperate situations?

"Because of the kindness of Uncle Duke and Madam Mara, as well as Robin's feelings, I'm giving you this chance. Otherwise, I would drag you to the tax bureau and investigate you thoroughly. My only mission is to help the police recover the 2 gold pounds that Orlando stole from the Suelen Gunpowder Works!

"The police don't care from which hand Peter the Quick Hand took the Jiu Ming Lu Si ⑥ Qi ⑧ 2!"

Philip suddenly collapsed to the ground, trembling all over after being punched by Tia.

Tia said, "You have to think carefully—are you going to protect your family who are right in front of you, or are you going to protect Peter, the gang leader who is illegally sending you money?"

"But, that's me—"

“That’s Peter the Speedy!

"Mrs. Mara's eldest son, your brother, died in the fire a long time ago. You donated your illegal gains, and I unilaterally guarantee that it will not affect Robin."

Philip immediately covered his face and burst into tears.

Scarlett was a little uncomfortable with this violent law enforcement. She whispered a few words of comfort and handed Philip a pen and paper.

The man collapsed to the ground, took the paper and pen tremblingly, tears streaming down his face. His tears wet the paper as he wrote a line of address on it in a crooked hand.

It is a warehouse at the Grand Harbour Pier in the Siba District.

After finishing writing, Philip seemed to have lost all his strength and was left with only crying.

Tia picked him up, took out a handkerchief, and said, "Mrs. Mara is outside the door."

The crying was like pressing the pause button. Philip squeezed the muscles on his face to control his expression and wiped away his tears with a trembling handkerchief.

Tia grabbed Scarlett, who was still stunned, and held her wrist and said, "We got the things, let's go."

Scarlett wanted to whisper something, but the black-haired girl picked up a few flowers and pulled her out.

Outside the door, the gray-haired Mrs. Mara was holding a basket of flowers. She rubbed her eyes when she saw the scene in the house, as if she couldn't see it clearly.

Tia walked out with Scarlett and smiled sweetly at the old woman, "The flowers in your shop are very fresh. I hope you can keep it open."

"Oh, oh. Yes, you're welcome to come again next time, little girl."

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After coming out of Oldenan Street, Tia called a carriage and prepared to go back to the police station with Scarlett.

Once you get the position of Quick Hand Peter, the rest will be easy. Whether you throw it to the church and let the church make a move, or go there yourself, it will be easy to solve.

All that remains is to capture him alive.

Of course, Philip's family is pitiful in this case, and Philip's dilemma is also pitiful. But isn't Suellen, who was killed by Peter Quick, pitiable? Are the citizens persecuted by the Snake Gang pitiable? Are the children whose bodies are even sold pitiable?

Saving the world is something the church should consider.

"Not quite used to it, huh?"

In the carriage, Tia looked at Scarlett with interest.

Scarlett said sternly, "No, I agree with your approach! I'll learn from you, sir!"

"Really? To be honest, I don't quite agree with it."

Tia remembered that in her previous life on Earth, if she saw a policeman punching an unconvicted suspect to question him, she would definitely stand on the side of procedural justice.

No matter what the purpose is, what is the point of lynching in modern society?

But unfortunately, Anzu is not China, and the Steam Age is not modern society.

Even Tia couldn't help but sigh that the social environment shapes people.

Scarlett said, "Of course this is bad and goes against procedural justice. If possible, procedures should be followed. But sometimes procedures alone can't solve problems and achieve true justice. Take Philip, for example. If we don't use these measures, he will definitely not obey. If we let him continue, Peter Quick will continue to give him money, and more people will be harmed by him."

"At this point, we must find another way. This isn't the fault of law enforcement, but rather a flaw in the process. If we adhere strictly to dogma, we risk losing justice and putting more people in unfavorable situations, which is a greater sin."

"So the process must evolve, the law must be improved. If the law no longer protects the vast majority of the public, then it must be repealed or even overturned. This may not be true justice, but I think it is my justice."

"So I agree with your approach. If one day you go against the majority of the public, I will naturally oppose your approach."

Tia didn't expect that Miss Scarlett, who always had a stubborn mind, could say such profound words.

It's amazing, Scarlett!

It was because Roman was watching, otherwise Tia would feel that she had fooled the child and led her onto the path of the Unsheathed Blade.

The unsheathed blade is a path to judgment, resistance, rebellion, strife, and murder. From the perspective of "progressive justice," it might actually have a transformative relationship with the king.

The black-haired girl looked at the police officer who had not yet been promoted and said seriously, "I have to take back what I said before, Scarlett."

"Sir Roman does have vision. You are a natural legislator."

Volume 1: Chapter 42 Bargaining