In a breakfast shop, Gooding took the first bite of the fried bun he had just bought, when he heard the voice of the Sea Emperor.

"I just intercepted the information from the prison, and the guy named Prisson said that he has evidence that you assisted the star pirate Kane to escape from the Aqua Blue Star prison, and he just applied for an arrest warrant from the federal court, and the police are already on their way."

"Are you sure all the evidence has been destroyed?" Gooding raised his eyebrows, not showing any panic, and stuffed the remaining half of the fried bun into his mouth.

"You can rest assured that it will be destroyed." The Sea Emperor replied with great certainty, "I suspect that the evidence they are talking about is most likely the two fugitives you saw when Kane left. According to the prison's database, there are currently three criminals at large, and those two guys are not among them, they should have been arrested, and they should be regarded as human witnesses. However, according to federal law, it is not enough to have a witness, and there is a 93% probability that the guy is trying to cheat you and make you voluntarily confess. After all, ordinary people were immediately escorted directly to the federal court, and they were told that there was evidence to prove the facts of this person's crime. In order to reduce the punishment, there are many people who take the initiative to confess their guilt, which is also their usual method in that profession. ”

"I know," Gooding unhurriedly picked up the second fried bun.

It took a few minutes to stuff all the remaining fried buns on the plate into his stomach, and Gooding went to the front desk to settle the bill, but secretly complained in his heart that today's fried buns were a little too hot, harder than usual.

The apartment where Gooding lives is left by his adopted father, just across the street from the breakfast shop. There is nothing special about this house, just an ordinary house. Returning to the room and turning on the TV, Gooding waited patiently, and after a while, a siren whistled closer.

Several police cars sped into the compound and stopped outside Gooding's apartment. A group of well-trained police officers disembarked from the vehicle, fully armed, apparently targeting the apartment where Gooding lived.

"Here they are." The Sea Emperor reminded.

"I know it." Gooding also heard a quick knock at the door.

Opening the door, Gooding's eyes fell on the policeman in charge, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"You're Gooding?" The police at the head didn't seem to expect Guding's age to be so young, but he hadn't seen a juvenile delinquent, and the suspicion in his heart quickly dissipated.

"That's right, I'm Gooding." Gooding naturally knew the purpose of the group of policemen.

"Come with us!" As soon as the police officer in charge waved, a group of policemen with real guns behind him immediately surrounded him and pointed their guns at Guding, for fear that he would make any moves.

Gooding spread his hands, indicating that he was not a threat. "I ask to see the arrest warrant."

The man at the head frowned slightly, and Guding's reaction was completely unexpected. He bowed his head and sent an electronic copy of the arrest warrant to Gooding's public mailbox on his watch.

An arrest warrant is an electronic document stamped with the seal of the federal court, which details information about the suspect and usually lists evidence of the crime.

The reason why Gooding wants to see this is to find out what information the federal court currently has. At a glance, the column of criminal evidence reads "not yet submitted", and the applicant for the arrest warrant column is a name familiar to Goodin - Presson.

"This guy really came to Aqua Bluestar." Gooding raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hands very freely, "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

Traditionally, magnetic handcuffs are used to restrain suspects in order to prevent them from escaping. Seeing Gooding take the initiative, a group of policemen were also a little surprised.

The police officer at the head did not embarrass Guding, and usually his hands were handcuffed behind his back, because the suspect's range of movement was limited, and he could be better restrained. The officer simply handcuffed Gooding's hands and let him put them in front of him. One could be considering his young age and lack of a threat, and another could be that he's more cooperative.

Gooding was put on the head and sent to the car of the leading police officer.

There was a faint smell of woody spices in the car, and although Gooding didn't know what brand of perfume it was, it shouldn't be a bargain. The interior of the car is very clean, even the windows are spotlessly clean, and it is clear that the owner is a person who pays more attention to the quality of life. The only decoration in the car is a three-dimensional picture frame in which a man leads a little girl.

Seeing this, Gooding raised his eyebrows and made a preliminary judgment on the sheriff's personal life, "Divorced? Widowed? Or is the child adopted? ”

Gooding and Reed have known each other for so many years, and they are more or less influenced by some of his bad reasoning habits, which make him pay more attention to some details and make his own judgments than ordinary people.

About twenty minutes passed, and the car escorting Gooding arrived at the federal courthouse.

Like a felon, Gooding was taken to federal court by a group of heavily armed police officers.

There weren't many people who came to the trial, and there were only eight people on the jury, all of whom looked like they hadn't woken up, as if they had come to make up the numbers.

The plaintiff's lawyer was a middle-aged man with a serious face, dressed in a black suit and a blue solid color tie. Seeing Guding arrive, he just raised his head slightly, and then looked down at the information in his hand, his expression did not seem to be relaxed.

As for Presson, he hasn't arrived yet. Gooding guessed that he should have deliberately put on a show, and he would not come until the last day.

However, Gooding also noticed that as a defendant, he did not even designate a defense lawyer to assist him in court this time. He immediately asked, "Your Excellency, I should be able to hire a defense lawyer for myself, right?" ”

The opposing lawyer's lawyer immediately spoke, "The trial is about to begin, and if your lawyer can arrive before the case is concluded, we have no objection." ”

The judge glanced at the lawyer, and a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he explained slowly, "Yes, I was going to send an aid lawyer, but I asked more than a dozen lawyers, and they have been busy with other cases recently." ”

"I just found out that Prisson sent a threatening letter to the judge twenty minutes ago, not allowing him to notify any legal aid lawyer or else put his son in prison for twenty years." The Sea Emperor's voice suddenly came.

"It's okay, I know a lawyer, we can have a normal trial, I'll let him arrive as soon as possible." Gooding nodded at the judge.

"Then you can contact yourself, anyway, there is no court yet." That's all the judge can say.

Gooding found Reed's name on the communicator and dialed it.

"Hey, early in the morning, what's the matter?" Reed obviously didn't wake up, and his voice revealed a lazy taste. "Don't tell me you're standing in front of my house right now, carrying a box of fried buns"

"I remember that you seem to have taken the bar qualification certificate several times, have you ever gotten it?" As soon as Gooding said this, the judge was stunned, and a trace of disdain clearly flashed on the face of Presson's lawyer.

"What do you mean by how many times you have taken the exam, do you know how many levels there are in the lawyer's qualification certificate?" Reed immediately retorted, and from Gooding's words, it sounded as if he had failed the exam several times. He once again showed his talent for talking, explaining, "The bar qualification certificate is from low to high, trainee lawyer, junior lawyer, intermediate lawyer, senior lawyer"

"Hey, I'm just asking if you have a certificate, do you want so much nonsense?" Gooding interrupted Reed, knowing that if he didn't stop it, he might not be able to finish talking about the trial.

"Why do you ask this?" Reed couldn't help but ask.

"I'm in federal court right now, and I'm being charged with the release of the bounty criminal."

"It's not April Fool's Day, is it?" Reed turned his head to look at the calendar.

"If you have a certificate, come over quickly, if you don't have a certificate, find a lawyer you know and come over quickly, and the court will start at nine o'clock." Gooding guessed that the other party should have a lawyer's certificate.

"Oh, come right now, I'll have breakfast first. Don't be afraid, brother is the only senior lawyer on Hailanxing, and you have nothing to do. Reed said and hung up.

(I suddenly found out that today is April 1st, happy April Fool's Day, everyone~~)