Hello, Ms. Funina

Knock knock...

Donatello looked up and said.

"Come in."

Squeak--

The door opened and a special patrol member in a blue uniform came in.

"What's going on? Any clues?"

Donatello asked.

"No..."

The man shook his head.

Upon hearing this, a look of "as expected" flashed across Donatello's tired face.

"Forget it. Marcol, you've worked hard. Go down and have a rest."

Donatello waved his hand.

His eyes were bloodshot and his stubble was out because he hadn't taken care of it.

Donatello was very anxious now. He especially wanted to solve the theft case of the Termon Museum and bring the criminals to justice so that the people of Fontaine would no longer worry about the theft problem happening to them.

But... there was no progress in the case.

The people have been paying attention to the progress of this case. If the case cannot be solved as soon as possible, it will not only affect the official image, but also greatly reduce the law enforcement majesty of their law enforcement court.

And it will make some people with ulterior motives think that the laws of Fontaine are just that. Once the deterrent effect of the law is reduced, the crime rate will rise rapidly, and the safety of the people will be even more difficult to guarantee.

Donatello is an extremely upright person. He advocates the law and firmly believes that justice will never be absent or late!

Moreover, Donatello also implements his beliefs in life. He sets an example and performs justice at all times.

Therefore, Mr. Donatello is always busy. He leaves in a hurry every morning, returns tired every night, and gives his wife and daughter a hug, gently apologizes to the two who have been waiting for him for a long time. Sometimes he comes back too late, and he will bring a little snack to his daughter.

Considering that this rare gift will go bad overnight, his wife will allow her daughter to lick the cream lightly, and then send this dessert and coffee to her father's bedroom.

At that time, Donatello always stared at the wall full of pictures and thumbtacks, turned around, smoked, messed up his hair, and sometimes even raised his fist high, then gently put it down, and then patted the table helplessly - this was secretly seen by his daughter outside the door.

However, in the past few days, in order to deal with this case, Donatello has not returned home. This made his wife and daughter very worried.

At this time, hearing the captain's order to let him rest, Makol was very entangled.

"Captain, you haven't closed your eyes for several days, and everyone is very worried about you. Sister-in-law and little Xiawolei wanted to see you several times, but we didn't dare to let them see your haggard appearance, fearing that they would worry, so we didn't let them in."

"Captain, just for sister-in-law and little Xiawolei, why don't you go to sleep!"

Makol looked worried and advised sincerely.

Hearing this, Donatello shook his head and spoke slowly.

"I can't rest. People are still waiting for our special patrol team to solve the case. The mood of anxiety still hangs over Fontaine. Everyone is worried that one day they will go home and find that their things have been stolen. I must solve the case as soon as possible, catch the murderer behind the scenes, and bring him to justice!"

"Justice must not be absent, let alone late! Marcol, do you think that justice delayed is still justice?"

Donatello looked at the young man Marcol. He knew that people of this age are the most impulsive and have the strongest sense of justice.

"Of course not. What kind of justice is justice delayed?"

"[Delay] undermines the [timeliness] that judicial adjudication must pursue. According to the explanation of the Fontaine Law Dictionary, justice must have the principles of [timeliness, gratuitousness, and sufficiency] at the same time."

"Any justice that cannot meet these three conditions is unjust. [Delayed justice] Although justice is finally served, delay will cause procedural injustice. During the delay of justice, physical evidence, witnesses and testimonies may have changed, and the legitimate rights of the victim who have been delayed cannot be recovered."

"This kind of [justice] is ultimately just procedural justice. Everything is too late for the victim."

Maccol's face straightened, and he quoted the legal knowledge he had studied to answer Donatello's question.

Hearing this, Donatello nodded first, then shook his head.

"Captain, what do you mean by this?"

Maccol didn't quite understand what Donatello meant, why he agreed and disagreed.

"Your legal knowledge is not enough. Go back and read more. Remember, don't just memorize it blindly. You must apply the knowledge you have mastered in combination with the actual situation."

Donatello just said this lightly, and he didn't intend to explain.

Because he himself couldn't figure out whether delayed justice was justice, so he naturally couldn't let the young man Makor be influenced by his ideas.

Is delayed justice justice justice?You can't figure it out just by reading a book.

"Go down and rest, let me rest for a while too. I'll go home tonight, and you must not slack off after I leave."

Donatello sent Makor away, then he leaned back in his chair and looked up at the yellow ceiling, sighing softly.

How should this case... be solved?

...

The back garden of the Momang Palace.

Funina had people prepare a lot of ingredients today, and she planned to teach these children some cake cooking skills.

The children will eventually grow up, and Funina can't take care of them forever.

Now, she just let these children come to the Momang Palace to avoid the limelight, so as not to be affected by the movement of Villette dealing with the Fatui.

However, Funina never expected that the little Pepe she met in [Tianxianzi] that day was actually a child of [Heavenly House].

This is no wonder, it turned out that he was adopted by [Heavenly House], no wonder little Pepe is so thin.

Damn Fatui, you deliberately chose the address of the welfare home in such a remote place south of the eastern foot of Mount Fontainemonts, just to satisfy your perverted desires and bully these poor children, right!

Then Villette, beat up the Fatui for me! You must not show mercy!

Looking at Peruvian who was kneading the dough seriously, a trace of heartache flashed in Funina's eyes.

Little Pepe is too thin, and it's so hard to just knead the dough.

However, when little Pepe is serious, he is so cute! It really makes people's hearts melt!

Funina left her seat and walked to Peruvian.

She rolled up her sleeves and tied an apron.

"Little Pepe, can you allow your sister to make small cakes with you?"

Funina asked with a smile.

"Well... Sister Funina can come together if she wants."

Peruvian nodded and replied obediently.

"Hehe~ Little Pepe is so good. Don't worry, sister is very good at making cakes, we can definitely make the best cake on the scene."

Funina clasped her hands together and said confidently.

"I believe in sister Funina..."