asked Big A for the address of the police station, and the two drove over, and Delay stopped Song Ya, who was about to get out of the car, and he pointed to several cars across the street, as well as a few white men gathered next to the cars to smoke and chat, with cameras around their necks.

"It's coming so quickly, the local tabloid reporters have already received the news, you stay here and sit down." He threw the cap to Song Ya and walked into the police station.

Song Ya put the cap on, and the seat was lowered back.

The tabloid reporters were very vigilant and kept looking this way, during which Hayden dialed the pager several times, but Song Ya had no mobile phone, so he could only not reply for the time being.

"I don't know why, I always don't like Motorola bricks, and now I realize that without this thing, it's really inconvenient to have something urgent." He thought to himself.

Ten minutes later, Delay went out and got in the car, "Pablo's lawyer has arrived, the bail process is going, and the result will not be until 3 a.m. at the earliest." ”

"I just thought about it, will little Lowry put all the blame on Tony?" Song Ya asked.

DeLay started the car, "Tony has made up his mind to take the blame for little Lori, what else is there to push?" Anyway, let's go back and consult Goodman first. ”

The two returned to A+ Records, and Hayden had already arrived and was chatting with Big A.

"Why don't you call back?" Hayden breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Ya, "There are tabloids who have figured out the relationship between Tony and you, and little Lowry." ”

"Will it have any effect?" Song Ya saw Da A turn around and wanted to enter the broadcast studio, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey! Thank you today. ”

"It's okay, I'm tired of logging." Big A thumped his chest with his fist.

"Uh, you're ......" Song Ya pointed to his broadcast studio, "don't talk nonsense......"

"Hey! Bro…… Am I like that? ”

Big A walked into the broadcast studio with a smile, closed the door and put on the headphones, "Hey, my listeners, it's been a long wait, guess what?" I just watched a good show, the drama of the year! It's about two popular singers, whoa, very exciting, but please forgive me, there are some details I can't say......"

"It certainly doesn't matter to you, and I've spoken to your other co-agent, who will look at the tabloids and won't let them make things up. Also, Goodman is in your office. Hayden ushered Songya into the office, and Goodman was already waiting inside.

Song Ya briefly introduced the situation, and Goodman frowned: "Illegal gun possession, Illinois law is sentenced to less than five years......"

"Five years!" Song Ya exclaimed.

"Don't worry, you've heard it." Goodman continued: "Normally, in practice, the sentence is not so severe, does Tony have a criminal record? ”

"Probably not." Song Ya still knows Tony.

Goodman said: "That's good, Tony has admitted to the police that the gun is his, he doesn't have a gun license, so it's illegal gun ownership, we can only focus on mitigating the sentence, and if we meet a merciful judge, it's not impossible to give a suspended sentence." But there are two points, he is black, according to statistics, the sentence for black people will generally be heavier, and now that Chicago shootings are frequent, the sentence in this extraordinary period will be heavier than usual. ”

"Is it possible to get Tony off charges of illegal gun possession?" Song Ya didn't want to pin all her hopes on the mercy of any judge.

"Then it's going to be overturned against the previous testimony of the officer."

Goodman looked at Song Ya in surprise, "Are you sure you want to do this?" If the confession is not accepted, it will almost absolutely lead to a heavier sentence. And if Tony retracts his confession, whose shot is it? Little Lori's? Would Tony himself be willing? Even if he is willing to retract his confession, this kind of betrayal of his brother will not end well in Nancheng, right? ”

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Goodman's words calmed down Song Ya, Tony was willing to take the blame, if he was really instigated by himself to retract his confession, then not only did the 'good brother' do it in vain, everything behind it would be completely uncontrollable, and the danger was too great.

"Anyway, you will accompany me to meet Tony with Lori Jr.'s lawyer, and don't let the other party mess with him." He makes a decision.

"Yes, I'm not going to let Tony suffer." Goodman assured.

Waiting for Goodman to leave, Song Ya hung up the phone to Michelle again, but before he could say a few words, he was stopped by the other party, "You are not my client, our conversation is not protected by lawyer-client privilege, so I can't talk to you about the case, sorry, APLUS ......"

"It's not a case, I'm just asking you as a friend to learn some legal knowledge, for example, there is a black man, let's say he pleads guilty to illegal gun possession......"

Song Ya changed the way of speaking according to Goodman's teachings, and Michelle knew everything, and her opinion was similar to Goodman's, "Give a suggestion, in cases with conclusive evidence, we should be cautious about using racial discrimination as an excuse to seek a lenient sentence, and some judges are very disgusted by this." ”

"Thank you, Dr. Michelle."

In the early hours of the morning, Song Ya took Goodman to the door of the police station under the heavy protection of Hayden, Delay, Al and Big A.

Little Lori has been locked up at the police station for so long, and they are so swaggering in the stripping bar, the news has already spread, and a large number of reporters have gathered outside the police station.

“APLUS！ It's APLUS! The reporters saw Song Ya, who was wearing a peaked cap and hiding her face behind her collar, and rushed up.

"Is the suspect your brother? APLUS！？ ”

"Tell us what you think about this case!"

"Is your brother Lori Jr.'s companion? APLUS！？ ”

"Do police officers discriminate in the course of law enforcement?"

Song Ya just lowered his head and hurried away, and when he walked into the door of the police station, he suddenly became quiet, "You can't bring so many people in, APLUS!" The police officer who maintained order at the door also recognized him.

"I'm his lawyer......"

"I'm his agent......"

Goodman and Hayden followed Song Ya inside, "We are a family......" Big A was mercilessly stopped by the police as he spoke.

"Let's go back to the car and wait." Delay shouted at Songya.

Song Ya turned around and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he knew.

Led into the waiting hall, Pablo was chatting with a tall fat black man in the corner, and saw Song Ya coming over and waving to him, "Introduction, this is a famous gold medal lawyer in South City, Barron, Barron, APLUS." ”

"Hey!" Barron smiled and shook Song Ya's hand, "Don't worry, boy, we'll be able to bail them out soon, Pablo will take care of everything." ”

"But illegal gun possession ......"

"This is a bit troublesome, let's go back and talk about it when the people come out." Barron said.

Barron had already gone in and talked to the two, so the police department refused Goodman's request to see Tony, and Song Ya had no choice but to wait.

It was a square hall with benches against the wall, some suspects who had been temporarily detained for misdemeanors were also here, a few black men who had come in for unknown reasons for committing something were handcuffed to the heating pipes, their eyes were confused, and some drunkards who had been accommodated, one by one, holding garbage cans and spitting up.

Two night police officers took turns patrolling the halls.

"Stand." Seeing that Song Ya had gone around the hall and couldn't find a satisfactory seat, Barron smiled, "There is no spirit of service here at all. ”

At two o'clock, a black police officer brought out Lowry Jr. and the 'silencer'.

"Wait out and don't respond to the reporter, just follow me and Barron into the car." Pablo greeted him and admonished.

Little Lowry lowered his head and wilted in agreement.

"What about Tony? Hey! What about Tony? Song Ya didn't see Tony's figure.

"Don't worry, I'll ask." Barron looked at the officer.

"The suspect's gun prosecutors believe may be related to the tools used in a murder case, so they will not be released on bail." The black officer replied.

"Hey! It doesn't make sense at all! Barron's voice raised, "You guys are racist!" ”

The black officer shrugged, too lazy to talk to him.

Song Ya heard him mention racial discrimination, remembered Michelle's words, her eyelids jumped, and she walked up to Barron, "You were fired." ”

"What?" Barron looked at him in amazement.

"Calm down! APLUS！ Pablo put his arm around Lowry's shoulder, "Shall we go back and discuss it first?" ”

Song Ya looked back at him and little Lowry who bowed his head and remained silent with disgust, "I'm Tony's younger brother, and I'm asking to change Tony's lawyer." He said to the officer, "My lawyer, Goodman, will represent him." ”

Goodman stepped forward to introduce himself.

The officer replied, "Okay, I'll go ask for instructions." ”