Barron drove the car in a trance, haggard as if he was ten years older than the lawyer who had just been questioned in prison, when suddenly the car jolted violently and made a clattering noise, and he noticed that the right wheel had been pressed out of the road unconsciously, and hurriedly made a direction to save it.

Doodle!

A car that wanted to overtake from the left honked its horn frantically, and he was about to wave to apologize, only to find out that the other party was the annoying guys of the stormtroopers, who all poked their heads out of the car and stared at themselves silly, "Old thing, aren't the cars scared to drive!?" Vic scoffed.

Rolling down the window, the middle finger sticking out, only to get a louder laugh, but fortunately they had no intention of entanglement, and soon left themselves far behind and disappeared into the bend ahead.

As soon as I closed the window, my phone rang.

"Are you Lowry Jr.'s lawyer, Barron? Rumor has it that he brutally murdered a ...... in prison last night"

"Hey! Please wait. He interrupted the questioning, "...... are you?"

The other party reported the name of the media he worked for, "Is it convenient to disclose the specific situation?" Barron Attorney. ”

"How did you get my phone number? And......" he looked up at his watch, "where did you get the inside of the prison at this point in time?" ”

"Mr. Barron, I am not in a position to disclose my sources, do you have anything to say through the media? Are there any other facts about this case? The other party continued to ask.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to say for now."

Hung up the phone, and was troubled by these two times, his mental state recovered a little, and he simply turned the car into the fork in the road leading to the outskirts of the city and drove all the way.

The mobile phone rang a few more times, and the caller numbers were all unfamiliar, and he didn't answer any of them, but he could feel that the media knew everything, turned on the radio, and sure enough, he heard fast news such as 'former hip-hop star Lowry Jr. is suspected of murdering his cellmate, and the police have intervened in the investigation'.

The scenery outside the window became more and more desolate, and he saw a lonely public telephone booth standing on the side of the road, suddenly slowing down, and at the same time carefully observing the front and back, left and right, until he confirmed that there was no one nearby, and there was no car, and then pulled over.

But he didn't get down as soon as possible, but sat in the car in a daze.

At this time, the phone rang again, he picked it up and looked at it, it was Goodman, APLUS's private lawyer, who called, needless to say, it must have been to inquire about the news.

"Hey, Goodman." He pressed the answer button.

"What happened to little Lowry? APLUS JUST ASKED ME TO COME. Goodman asked bluntly.

"Well, he's a little troublesome, I can't make it clear on the phone, I'll explain it to him personally when I have time." Barron replied.

"Ahh......h ”

Alas, that young man who was as cunning as a fox, Goodman followed him to make a fortune, why was little Lowry so stupid? Barron felt sorry for himself for a moment, "Okay, that's ......" He concealed the prosecutor's proposal for a plea bargain, and recounted the murder he had confessed to when he met Lori Jr. in the morning, and the abnormal transfer behavior of the prison authorities.

"Second-degree murder? Do you feel that the success rate of defending a self-defense homicide is high? Goodman asked.

"I'm not sure, there is a lack of eyewitnesses, and the inmates in the prison don't know how they will testify, maybe the prison authorities will cooperate with the mastermind behind the scenes to use the conditions of commutation of sentences to bring out prisoners who are willing to cooperate with them as prosecution witnesses......" Barron understood the truth very well, "Can you get APLUS to use his upper connections to help?" ”

"Behind the scenes?" Goodman simply ignored his request.

"Yes......"

Barron couldn't get the young prosecutor's deal out of it, so he had to say, "Anyway, there's something wrong with it everywhere from beginning to end." ”

"Oh yes, you really don't know where Old Joe went?"

"I really don't know."

"Okay, I see." Goodman hung up the phone.

"Bastard!"

Barron cursed at his phone, finally made up his mind, took out a few coins from the glove box, got out of the car and walked into the phone booth, and dialed a pager number, "Message, please call back, yes, this number." ”

“Yo！” After waiting for about ten minutes, the pay phone rang, and the conversation came out of the violent voice of little Binny, oh no, Sinaloa, "Who's looking for me?" Well? Speak up! ”

"Uh...... Ahem. ”

Barron cleared his throat, "I'm Barron. ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Sinaloa didn't seem to see the news and was in a good mood, "How long do I have to wait to get Brother Lowry out of prison?" ”

"Uh...... yes, ...... this morning"

Barron took a deep breath and tried his best to use a calm tone to suspect little Lowry in the second degree, the whole case could not be completed in a year and a half, and even if it was finished, he might not be able to get the best result of self-defense murder.

"So now he can't get out again, can he?" Sinaloa asked.

"It's almost impossible to come out in a year, there are two lawsuits to fight, and it's ......"

“Fxxk！ You incompetent lawyer! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! ”

Sinaloa suddenly became furious, "You...... You M-Fxxk have to fish him out, you have to do it! Otherwise...... Or I'll kill you! ”

There was a bang, and a busy sound came from the microphone.

Barron was stunned for a while with the microphone before coming back to his senses, and quickly dialed the phone at home again, "Honey, call your daughter and take her children to the tropics together?" It's too cold in Chicago, go ahead and pack your things now...... I don't have time...... No problem, it's all mine, I'll write the check. ”

"Hoo ......"

Barron came out of the phone booth, already soaking wet, shivering and pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping the sweat from his face and neck, and sat back in the car, there were several more missed calls on the phone, and flipped through them, only Goodman's number was familiar, so he called back.

"APLUS wants to see you, you go to ......," Goodman gave an address.

There was a little hope in his heart, APLUS was very energetic in Chicago, and with his help, maybe things would turn around?

Quickly drove the car back to the city, and in a high-rise parking lot, he saw the bulletproof Mercedes that APLUS used to sit in, with Mawota guarding the car.

"Hey......" got out of the car and said hello, and Mawota pulled the back door open and let him in.

"Barron, long time no see."

The young man in front of him smiled calmly and put down the magazine in his hand casually, "What's wrong with you?" I don't think you're in good shape? ”

"It's not Lori's business." This guy, why did his aura become so strong after becoming a billionaire? Barron unconsciously felt a little shorter, and hugged him stiffly, "You have to help us, or ......"

"I'm sorry, Barron, you have to stand up."

Old Mike in the driver's seat interjected: "Lie on the back of the front seat, yes, like in the movie Godfather......"

“WTF？” Barron suddenly felt insulted and looked at APLUS, where the young man beside him had already turned his gaze out the window.

"Please cooperate, it's all old bones, help each other." Old Mike said.

He had to half-stand up and search old Mike, "Hey! Where do you touch it?! ”

"I'm really sorry, it's okay, no weapons, no bugs." Old McLisso ended the body search.

"What are you doing!? APLUS, you think you're on top of us hapless now, right? "Damn, I'm of the black voice.

"Barron."

Song Ya stopped being polite to him, "Your customer has caused me trouble, okay?" What happened last night? ”

"He stabbed his fellow inmate to death, he did it to himself, what do you have to worry about, this result is a good thing for you in a way! No, a great thing! After Barron finished speaking, a bold and terrifying guess suddenly flashed in his mind, and his eyes involuntarily stared at the young man in front of him.

"Fxxk, I don't think that's a good thing right now, what do I want? Well? Barron, I want stability, I want not to be held back by the rotten people and rotten things on the streets......"

Song Ya talked eloquently, "My career and family can't be mixed up because of little Lowry or some other crazy person who comes out today and tomorrow, you are a lawyer, we met Pablo through Old Joe a long time ago, do you know why I used Goodman to replace you to take care of Tony's case?" Because there's always some unpredictable madman standing behind you, you can't do that, you know? You have to make a choice now......"

Barron looked at the successful NGer in front of him and his mouth moved, a mouthful of a madman, all his attention was on it, he knew who the other party was alluding to, he understood it all, this guy was really hypocritical, but ...... Could he already have such a powerful energy in Chicago?

Those prosecutors, wardens, stormtroopers......

"Do you agree with me? Barron? ”

"What?"

"Do you agree with me?"

"I ......" understood that it was time to make a choice, "I agree, you are right APLUS." ”

"Alright, let's settle this together, Mawota." Song Ya greeted outside.

"Hehe...... "The co-pilot's door was pulled open by Mawota, and the bald captain of the stormtroopers he had just met came in, "Barron, you're now in our 24-hour witness protection program......" He threw over a paper, "You're a lawyer, you can try it yourself, right?" ”

"What about APLUS?" Barron looked at Song Ya, "Doesn't he have to sign it?" ”

"I don't have to ......" Song Ya looked like a sage who had nothing to do with everything, "I have sublimated, I am detached." ”

The bait is only himself, Barron has nothing to say, maybe everyone wants to get rid of that madman, it's okay to get rid of it......

He finished reviewing the papers, signed them, and was taken away by Vic Mackie in despair.

"Goodbye, Barron, I might be able to give you some business when I'm done with this, and don't keep acting for those dangerous people." Song Ya's voice sounded behind him.

"Ho! your car is good, BMW, huh?"

Vic and one of his men sat directly in Barron's car, looking around and checking on the way.

"Don't touch my picture, Vic."

Barron said helplessly, "Okay, what should I do now." ”

"You know my style, the simpler and more direct the more effective, you can make an appointment with that little Binny, you can make an appointment anywhere, as long as he can come." Vic said.

"On what grounds?"

"You just said that in order to get away with it, Little Lowry is willing to be a prosecution witness to testify against him, and you have no recruitment."

Damn is so ruthless, "Yes, then we ......"

"Back to prison, let's stabilize little Lowry first." Vic whistled, and the two cars drove back to the prison.

"Lowry, calm down, it's best for you to make a plea deal for second-degree murder with the prosecution right now."

Barron said coldly to little Lowry, who was crying as he held the microphone on the other end of the glass.

"I don't want to stay in there any longer...... "Little Lowry cried, "you can't find Little ...... Do you want to find a way for him again? ”

"Of course we'll figure it out, but you'd better authorize me to talk to the prosecution first, and be prepared for both paths." Barron persuaded.

"Okay......" Little Lori signed the paperwork and pushed it out through the narrow opening under the glass.

Barron took the papers, left the prison meeting room and pushed into the arms of the young prosecutor Argus, "My family ......"

"Rest assured, my colleagues will be behind them for their vacation in Florida throughout the entire process...... That's a good job, haha! Vic laughed, "Next, it's time for you to call Sinaloa." ”

"I want to say a few words to my family."

"Yes."

"Honey, what about my daughter?" Barron, along with Argus and Vic, picked up the microphone at the same time and dialed his wife's phone, "It's okay, don't call her, have you packed up?" Get out of the house as soon as possible, hmm......"

After chatting with some parents, "Oh yes, are little Kenlis's exam results out?" How can this be the case? The next time you fail the test, you will ban her. ”

Argus glanced at the Barron's family sheet in his hand and tapped the name of his granddaughter Kenliss with a pencil.

"Well, okay, goodbye, have fun." Barron put down the microphone with a blank face.