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...I won't say anything...

They should have executed Neira instead... There's better and more evidence against her.

Who is that? :З We don't know anyone like that.... -_-.
Tell us about her! Explain your evidence:smile04:

Brak, if you really want to execute her, you can do it at night.

Ara, he leaked the provocation.
The clue is opium, and so on.

executing twice based on the same evidence doesn't seem right; it's better to use new evidence.

...I'll remain silent again...

Brak, you still haven't told us who Neira is :З

Brak, and you're right, you should change your ICQ password, because Amke sent spam from your account, and then Alu did too. My brothers are infected with U.G.
lols

Neira is Neira. Obviously.

It's obvious that you're the mafia and you're trying to frame me!!!

Neyra is Neyra. Obviously.

CAPTAIN OBVIOUS!!!

Neira expresses her displeasure when addressed as simply "Neira." (an otherworldly voice)

I think I've always used the correct name... because I understand it, and I didn't like it when people called it something else... hmm, not the way I wanted.
P.S. I'm waiting for the newsletter.

Wesker is carrying out Exterminatus, so today's newspaper won't be available, or it will appear very late at night.

The streets of Veskerland were deserted – it seemed as if the large metropolis had turned into a ghost town, inhabited only by the spirits of the dead.
But in reality, all of this is, of course, an exaggeration; it's just that the townspeople are too cowardly to walk around at night, and enthusiasts prefer to sleep. And there are no "night revelers" simply because the city hasn't had any "urban toughs" for a long time... Or maybe it's also because the "night watch" (a special police unit) received an order from the king to shoot on sight anyone who is on the street after two in the morning and does not have a special permit.
But at the local police station, the work was in full swing... The work of one person, who, instead of getting a good night's sleep, was sitting at his desk, trying to sort out the crimes. It's unclear – will sitting at a desk and browsing pretty pictures for an avatar really help with that?
Yes, Arandor, as usual, was sitting at his desk, browsing Google Images in search of a new avatar... Or maybe he was looking on VKontakte; it doesn't change anything.
“Ugh! The work of a prosecutor is hard!” Arandor yawned.
“Indeed.”
“What? Who's here?” Arandor said in alarm, then added, “Show yourself! Come on!”
Stepping out of the shadows, a beautiful girl in a hat appeared before Arandor, holding her favorite Kalashnikov assault rifle.
“You! Is it really you?”
Arandor was already trying to reach for his pistol, but he didn't have time – he received several bullets to the head.
Hearing the shots, Brack, who was walking around the streets, rushed into the station – he was shocked. Meanwhile, the Witch returned to the mafia headquarters, where Neyra was entertaining Tieru.
Tieru: Enough! Leave! Neyra obeyed and left – “So, how is our prosecutor doing?”
Witch: Everything is going great! Now we can rule the city! No one will stop us!
Tieru: Yes! Now I am the new king! I am the boss of this city! I! I! I!... Ouch...
Several smoke grenades flew into the room, hitting the floor.
Tieru: Cough, cough... What was that?
[A couple of hours later; Town Square]
The Witch and Tieru were tied with chains to the poles, standing on a raised stage, where they could be seen by anyone in the square. Next to the mafia stood King Vesker and several armed soldiers.
Witch: Vesker! What are you doing?!
Vesker (mockingly): Guys, I'm just curious... What were you thinking when you planned to take over the city? There are a lot of people living here, including many soldiers, police officers, and other serious guys. Does it really end with just one doctor, one cop, and one prosecutor?
Tieru: Well...
Vesker: Okay! Enough talk. Begin the execution!
The previously motionless soldiers moved and took up combat positions, aiming their weapons at the criminals.
Vesker: Execute!
Actually, everything is clear from here without words; I can only say that there were many bleeding holes.
Oh yes, congratulations to the mafia on their victory!
Game log later.