Chapter 21 Got Wrong?

Due to the strong reaction of the leaf murder case in country M, under the pressure of public opinion, Huang Zhenghua's leaf murder case finally opened within a month. On the day of the trial, many media reporters were also present.

A week was coming quickly.

On this day, outside the New York State Courthouse, dozens of news media reporters were set up outside with long guns and short guns, and the reporters gathered around like flies outside, and when they saw the judge or jury walking inside, they gathered around to interview and get first-hand information as soon as possible.

"Mr. Jack, as the jury of this time, what do you think of this case?"

"Is it really possible for leaves to kill?" asked an ABC, ABC reporter who saw a jury's car pull up to the front, walked up and handed over the voice recorder in his hand.

"Mr. Jack, some people say that some people use superstition to deceive people, what do you think about this?" asked an Associated Press reporter.

The attention of this case in the United States is very high, watching so many people interview themselves, this is a good opportunity to be famous, the opportunity is rare, this is a good opportunity to show his face in the country, thinking of this, Jack said: "The specific content is not known yet, but we pay attention to science in everything, we must take science as the criterion, we can't listen to superstition, I think people's eyes are bright." ”

"Thank you, thank you. With that, Jack walked inside.

The Associated Press immediately posted a message on its official website titled "Sweeping away superstition with scientific criteria."

Within a minute of its release, the news received 300,000 retweets, and the comments even reached a height of 100,000.

"When is it, how can anyone still listen to these superstitious things, leaves kill people, what a joke of the century. ”

Schwarzenegger was not convinced. ”

Batman also expressed dissatisfaction. ”

"The Hulk can come out and speak fairly. ”

Readers commented.

After the jury, the police car escorting the defendant Huang Zhenghua drove to the scene, and many reporters surrounded it like ants.

"Get out of the way! Mighty police officers blocked reporters.

"Mr. Huang, do you have anything to say?"

"What do you think of this case?"

"Did you really do the leaf killing?"

The reporters stretched out the voice recorders in their hands and surrounded Huang Zhenghua.

"Who is the AP reporter?" asked Mr. Wong.

Hearing Huang Zhenghua call her name, a beautiful reporter said happily: "Hello Mr. Huang, I am a reporter from the Associated Press, my name is Maggie Taylor" Maggie handed the recorder to Huang Zhenghua's mouth and briefly introduced herself, and then asked, "Mr. Huang, may I ask, did you do the leaf killing?"

"Hello, Maggie, I still want to, but do you think it's possible for me to be this body?" Huang Zhenghua finished speaking, rolled up his sleeves and revealed his not strong arms and asked with a smile.

"Who doesn't want to have such superpowers, but as long as it's a normal person, you know that I'm wronged, and those who accuse me, I'm sure, have eaten the black apple of the wizard. ”

Rumble!

Hearing Huang Zhenghua's words, even the well-informed reporters were amused.

"This is racial discrimination, and as the most developed country in the world, I believe that science will return my innocence. Huang Zhenghua looked at the many reporters and said.

"Thank you, thank you. Lawyer Jue Duters ended the interview at a critical time and walked with Huang Zhenghua to the court under the protection of the police.

Huang Zhenghua walked into the courtroom.

In the center of the courtroom is a tall judge, and in front of the judge sits a female staff member, in front of a notebook, who is responsible for recording the words of the courtroom into a document.

On the left sat twelve members of the jury, and in front of the jury were lawyers for both sides and prosecutors.

Opposite the judge was the audience, all of whom were black, presumably the victim's family, and there was also an acquaintance of Huang Zhenghua in the crowd, Zeng Tucheng, who was called Brother Long by his friends.

Huang Zhenghua looked over to them to express his gratitude.

Today's Huang Zhenghua is specially dressed up under the advice of lawyer Duters, and the suit is quite human-like.

Huang Zhenghua's whole person has changed a lot since he cultivated the Ziyang True Monarch Jue, although he is not a muscular hunk, but the overall figure looks much more peugeot than those models, and the whole person is more otherworldly and fairy.

"Wow, how can this Asian guy be so handsome, it's amazing. ”

"Like, are all those modeling agencies blind?"

Huang Zhenghua's appearance surprised everyone present.

Huang Zhenghua sat down in the defendant's market.

Next, the lawyers of both parties will brief the prosecution and the defendant to the court in turn a summary of the facts of the case, as well as the witnesses and evidence points to be submitted subsequently.

The command given to Huang Zhenghua was second-degree murder.

The lawyer on the other side was a black man, in his early forties, wearing a decent black suit and looking particularly capable, holding a USB flash drive and saying to the judge: "Judge, this is a video of the defendant committing the crime that my witness took not far from the scene of the crime, please allow the judge to play it in court." ”

After the judge allowed it, the video was played on a large screen.

In the dim light, six black men blocked a person's way, and then the six men pointed their guns at the man, as if they were saying something, but they didn't hear it clearly because they were far away.

At first, the one standing opposite the six people slowly unloaded the backpack, and when everyone thought that the person was going to hand the backpack into the opponent's hand, they only saw the pistol in the hand of one of the six people rang out, and the fire from the muzzle of the gun flashed.

A terrifying scene appeared, only to see the backpack man ghostly flash, his body dodged to the right, dodged, and then his finger lightly touched the ground, and the whole body was in the air, and then the backpack man's hand shook, and the six black men fell to the ground one after another, and the backpack man then fled the scene.

The whole process takes only a few seconds.

"It's him, he's a demon, he's killed our children. ”

"He's the murderer!"

The family members in the conceptual seat stood up one after another when they saw the video, pointed to Huang Zhenghua in the dock and scolded.

"Dangdangdang" the judge struck the wooden hammer and said, "Silence, silence!"

After the video was played, the opposing lawyer's lawyer said, "Judge, I would like to ask my witnesses to come out and testify. ”

"Witnesses pleased!" the judge said.

The witness was a white guy, about twelve or fifteen sixteen years old, a fat man, wearing a wide pair of jeans, with sloppy blonde hair, and he knew at first glance that he was an otaku.

The witness came out to the table to the side, pressed his hand to a Bible, raised his hand and swore: "I swear that everything I say is true......

The opposing lawyer played the video again and asked, "Witness, see clearly, where did you shoot this video?"

The witness then replied.

"Judge, my questioning is over. The black lawyer said.

The questioning of one's own witnesses is called the main examination, and the main purpose is to show the legality and reasonableness of the testimony and exhibits to everyone through the questioning, and of course, it is mainly for the jury to hear.

In country M, after the court debate is over, the jury withdraws from the courtroom to deliberate, vote and make a verdict of guilt or innocence, and then the judge makes a specific verdict on how to convict and sentence. Votes must be cast in accordance with the required number of votes, otherwise they will be invalid.

In the courtroom of country M, the judge is like the one blowing the whistle on the court, but the final verdict is the jury.

Huang Zhenghua looked at the witness and muttered in his heart.

Didn't you use a spell to solve him, how could he still be alive?

No, the previous twenty are fine.

What's the problem?

Could it be that the hair belonged to someone else, and he killed the wrong person?

Nima's, there are also fakes in country M?