"Your Excellency, the defendant's statement has nothing to do with this case!" the plaintiff's lawyer rudely interrupted Doug's speech.

He couldn't let Doug go on, even though the newsboys who were selling on the streets, the little shoe-shiners who couldn't stand up on the side of the road, and the children who probably didn't live to adulthood in the factories abounded.

But it's one thing to do, it's another thing to say.

As long as you don't say something, you can always treat it as if it doesn't exist, and even silently enjoy his dividends.

Yet, while the United States as a whole now despises the whole life of the "child," the twelve jury members are likely to feel compassion for a particular child.

Even if they wanted to find the little shoe-shiner guilty as agreed, would the people in the audience agree?

The jury is the monitoring of the judge, and the audience and public opinion are the monitoring of the jury.

Just because you buy a jury doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

Therefore, the plaintiff's lawyer must interrupt Doug's lyricism at the first opportunity.

The judge, who appeared to be strict and neutral, agreed with the plaintiff's lawyer.

"What the defendant said really has nothing to do with this case, defendant Doug Claydon, is there anything else you have to say?" the judge asked.

"No more. Doug replied with his voice clenched into a clenched fist, his expression full of unwillingness.

He knew what he was about to say, and he knew that by revealing the hidden sore of child labor, he would be able to steer public opinion in another direction.

However, the judge's sentence had nothing to do with the case and blocked all of Doug's offensive.

Doug's remnants of humanity temporarily overwhelmed the ruthless capitalist personality, and he glanced at the little shoe-shiner beside him, his eyes full of sadness.

The little shoe-shiner was not affected by Doug's emotions, he was even smiling, he patted the back of Doug's hand, and then said loudly, "I fired the gun!

Because of Doug's speech just now, the judge did not have the intention of letting the trial continue.

He declared, "Defendant Goofy pleaded guilty to killing Smith, defendant Doug Claydon has no evidence of killing Smith, and now the jury is now invited to arbitrate." ”

The jury, consisting of twelve people of various identities, began a heated discussion.

Some people say that Goofy is just a child!

Some people say look at how pitiful Smith's widow and children are!

Some people also say......

Gilbert, who sat at the back of the audience, still had a cold sweat on his cheeks.

"I ......

How could I ignore that damn little shoe-shiner is still a child laborer?"

As he muttered, his desire to eliminate Doug intensified.

He now has to admit that Doug Claydon, the damn little tramp, does have more abilities than himself.

But......

It is precisely because he is stronger that he must be eliminated!

Otherwise, with the title of the last student of Headmaster Woolsey, with his cunning mind and great wealth, what could he Gilbert do against him at that time?

Even......

He will also suffer a tsunami-like revenge for his current behavior.

"Doug Claydon is not guilty!

Goofy is guilty!"

This is the result of the jury's deliberations.

Gilbert got up to leave the courtroom.

Just as he turned to leave, the judge said, "Doug Claydon acquitted, Goofy to death — shot." ”

A smile broke into Smith's widow's sad face.

Smith's babysitter, who was holding the babysitter, suddenly began to cry.

The jurors in front of the audience looked at the judge one by one.

The judge packed up all the papers in front of him and left the scene with them in his pocket.

"Thank you, sir. The little shoe-shiner said as he was escorted down by two policemen.

Time passed silently.

It's been a long, long time.

Only Doug and McGill were left in the courtroom.

McGill looked at the terrifyingly young boss next to him, and knew that his heart was in a complicated tangle at the moment.

He didn't speak.

He knew that the boss needed to be quiet at this time.

After a long time, Doug, who stood still like a sculpture, spoke, and said, "McGill, proceed to sue the Mitos Manufacturing Company. ”

"Yes, boss. McGill replied.

After saying this, Doug shook his body, as if he wanted to shake off the debris on the surface of his petrified body.

He walked out of the courtroom with a firm pace again.

Outside the courtroom, the first person he saw was Brian.

"Didn't you investigate the hotel?" asked Doug, the former editor-in-chief of the New Haven Daily News.

"When I heard that you were in court, I rushed over immediately. Do you look at the causes and consequences of this case and what happened at trial?"

Blair handed over a thick document.

Doug flipped it open and slowly reviewed it.

I found that the things recorded on this are very detailed, although there are many details that do not match reality, but it makes people feel like the author is recording on the spot.

"What is this?" asked Doug.

Blair replied, "I think the New Haven Times can start with your case." I noticed that during the trial, you said a lot about child labour. I think it's going to be a big hit, it's going to make our newspaper a big hit, and it's going to do what you want to do!"

Although Claire had already started the trial when she arrived, for a veteran journalist like him, there were a thousand ways to get the trial record.

And how to write the dry court record interestingly, he has 100,000 ways.

He managed it all so quickly that he could still wait for Doug at the courtroom's door for a long time.

"Yes, but don't forget about the hotel. Oh, and Gilbert and Mitos Manufacturing Company need you to look into it too, but don't let them notice. Doug said.

While Gilbert was doing all sorts of small actions, Doug wasn't idle.

Even if he didn't know who his opponent was at first, after so much time, he knew who his opponent was.

He originally thought that a guy like Gilbert didn't deserve to be his opponent.

Unexpectedly, this guy is like a bed bug, constantly wreaking havoc.

Although the impact on myself is not very great every time, I have thought of a solution every time.

However, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days?

Synthetic dyes have begun to be mass-produced, and he, who is no longer controlled by others in terms of dyes, is also going to start fighting back.

Brian went to work energetically.

McGill also went to prepare the evidence and materials needed for the prosecution.

Doug himself walked down the streets of New Haven.

At this moment, because of the impact of excessive "Monopoly", even the homeless man who used to bask in the sun with a wine bottle on his pillow has played "Monopoly".

That's the small change Doug has made to the city.