485, lawyer trouble

Twist the waist court.

Usually this is a squatting point for reporters from all walks of life, especially reporters from the social line, and it is an inevitable project to discover some news here, and some young reporters have even used the front of the court as their own office.

But today, the number of reporters here has more than doubled out of thin air, and all kinds of long guns and short cannons have already been visited and aimed at the gate of the courthouse

Horford is a full-time reporter for the Twister, and he is in charge of the social line of the media section.

"I really don't know what Old Hut thinks, Shen Qiushan is a big Oscar director, he actually went to court with the Actors' Guild, such good news, he was not allowed to report. Sitting on the case with the camera, Horford thought with disgust.

If it weren't for the fact that there was really nothing to do today for him to be interviewed by a full-time reporter, he really didn't want to come here.

It's obviously big news, but the supervisor above actually hinted that there is no need to report it, which makes Hofort, a professional journalist, very disgusted.

"Wow, what did I see? It's actually a big reporter from Horford, can you Twist the Waist People Newspaper report the news of Shen Qiushan?" An exaggerated voice sounded in his ears, and Horford didn't have to look back to know that it was his good friend, who was also a competitor, a reporter affiliated with the Twisted Waist Home Daily, Howard.

"What are you doing here? Can you report?" replied Hofort angrily.

"Of course I can't report it, although Shen is an Oscar director, but the first time he provoked ten of our peers and made them lose face, even the media they belong to have been called a joke in the industry for a while, and the second time it played the entire media industry, and now all the media are subconsciously blocking his news, I don't have the courage to report, otherwise maybe I will go home tomorrow." Howard pouted.

Unlike other Americans, Howard is only 1.6 meters tall, and his figure is extremely thin, with monkey-like cheeks, no two taels of flesh, and a little sharp-beaked monkey gills.

In the United States, only the big fist has the final say, whether it is a real big fist or a lot of money, this is the truth.

And Howard has been bullied since he was a child, and he has no friends, and only Howard is half a friend of his.

"You know and ask me, I'm just idle and bored, to see if I can find some news here. Hofford stared boredly at the empty courthouse door in front of him.

"I'll give you an inside message, the court attaches great importance to Shen's button, and this time I'm afraid the jury will also be involved. ”

"Is this still inside information?" Hofort pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twitching to the left and right. "These guys got what you call the insider, otherwise you think there would be so many reporters here?"

"Well, the inside information is actually that this verdict was presided over by Justice Dale himself, and the jury was of a very high standard, which was personally invited and appointed by Justice Dale. Howard said in a low voice.

"What?" Hofort was really startled this time, and turned his head to look at Howard in disbelief, "Are you sure that Justice Dale will come? You must know that except for major cases, the chief justice will not come forward easily, and the last time was a year ago......

"I'm sure you can confirm it. Howard smiled and nodded, then reached out and pointed across the street.

Normal traffic was moving at a constant pace, no hot beauties driving sports cars by, and no luxurious eye-catching cars to attract attention, but Hofort quickly locked on to a car with the sensitivity of a reporter.

The old Ford car looks ordinary on the outside, and it can be seen that the owner likes his car very much, even if it is so old, it can even be sent to the museum, but the body is still clean and tidy, without a trace of scratches.

The antique car was getting closer, and Horford quickly read the license plate.

"It's Justice Dale's ......," Horford said in astonishment.

As a journalist, especially a reporter on the social line, Horford is certainly familiar with the license plate number of Justice Dale, who has a city of twisted scales.

"Wow! Justice Dale actually came to ...... in person."

"What kind of tragic case is this? Let the chief judge come in person. ”

"Is there a serial murder case, or is it the impeachment of the mayor for corruption, or is the scandal of that councillor exposed? Why haven't I received any news?"

"This time, there is news, there are headlines. ”

"It's going to be lively for a while, and I don't know who will be unlucky. ”

When a group of reporters saw Justice Dale with a white curly wig on his head, their eyes lit up and they started talking.

It's just that before the trial, no one can contact the justice, not even the journalists, this is the iron law, the iron law of Justice Dale, and no one dares to disobey it.

Click!

The shutter sounded incessantly, and reporters hurried to photograph the justices from any angle, at least knowing that there would be no problem with the photo making headlines in the newspapers tomorrow.

Clerk, bailiff......

One after another, the court personnel appeared, and everyone was shocked that these people were all members of Justice Dyer's team, and they were the members of these songs who cooperated with Justice Dale to solve a lot of cases.

Oh, here is a word of the word, in addition to the police station in the United States, the justices also have their own security and inspection utilities, they don't trust the police department, and often have some things to investigate and collect evidence on their own, and these members are directly responsible to the justices, so that the justices can have a more accurate grasp of the cases they handle.

All the reporters had a premonition that a big event was about to happen, and one by one they completely lost the laziness they had just had, and they shook their spirits and held their cameras tightly to capture the next person who came.

Justice Dale can't be interviewed, but those who are involved have no problem, even those serial murderers, can't escape the bombardment of these reporters.

"It's coming, it's coming, it seems that this party is not weak. Seeing two buses with turn signals on their faces and heading towards the courthouse, the reporters became more and more excited, as if athletes on the starting line were ready to charge.

The bus stopped, and the first person to get down was an office worker in a straight suit and a briefcase.

"Jones Jones & Jones LLP Gold Medal Lawyer ......"

Soon, a reporter recognized the identity of this office worker.

"Luke, Johnson ......"

The passengers on the bus walked down one by one, but the reporters were blindsided.

On the first bus, there were 30 people who came down, all of them were lawyers, and they were all lawyers with some names in the city, including some gold medal lawyers who gave some judges a headache.

"What's going on? Are these lawyers making a collective disturbance?"

"I can't figure it out, how can there be so many lawyers here?"

"Today is a lawyers' gathering, not a lawsuit, so are these lawyers ingenious to use the court as a meeting place?"

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