Chapter 311 Hearing
In the end, I didn't know when I fell asleep in bed, and I slept until dawn, and the police came to deliver food to wake me up, I got up, ate indiscriminately, and began to study the drawings on the paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Judging from the drawings, I am sure that it is a building, and I still have this eyesight, probably the sketches created here by the architect who was imprisoned.
But this building is very strange, the design is nondescript, and I don't know who would live in such a house.
I suddenly wondered if this was a burial chamber.
Because he designed a certain master bedroom to be very large, like a normal main burial chamber, but I'm not sure who would design the burial chamber here.
I judged from the other sketches that it was most likely a plan for a tomb, probably a tomb designed by a designer who had been imprisoned for some rich man, and I thought that these might be useful in the future, maybe it would help Truman, and I was worried that there was nothing to thank people.
On this day Truman came again and told me that Miss Ruth had fully recovered, that the judge was ready to open the court sentence me for robbery in the aquarium, and that Ruth would come out to testify in court that I was a murderer.
"You're done, get ready to go to jail." Truman finished his introduction and finally said.
"If you go to jail, go to jail, what's the news about Ju Bing?" I asked.
"There's no news, it's still in the aquarium, Miss Ruth is one of the important researchers studying the giant ice, she was injured, and the research on the giant ice stopped." Truman said.
I told Truman to keep an eye on the news of the giant ice, and handed him the sketches of the tomb that I suspected were designed by the rich man, saying, "This is the design of the rich man's tomb that I have found, and it is related to your tomb robbery business. ”
"I don't understand this, and if there is, it means that there is nothing." Truman said.
"Put it away first, maybe you'll need it later." I say.
On a gloomy day, the court was hearing the case of my invasion of the aquarium, and the plaintiff was Curator Charles, who sat domineeringly in the plaintiff's seat, smoking an expensive cigar, and by his side was a bespectacled lawyer in his forties, who seemed to be a shrewd man.
As soon as I appeared in court, Charles sneered and looked at me, looking at his smug expression, I wanted to go over and beat him again, and hit him all over the ground looking for teeth, but this occasion is really inappropriate, let's settle accounts with him later.
Truman, the big man, sat below, but he didn't expect him to come to cheer, and he didn't see Miss Ruth, who was an important witness and a party, and it was not appropriate to sit in court now, but she should rest outside the courtroom, and she would only appear when needed.
The jury sat on one side of the courtroom, there were nine people, seven men, two women, in fact, my fate was in the hands of these nine people, in the United States, the conviction of each suspect is not decided by the judge, but by the judge selected by the six to twelve citizen juries, these ordinary people decide the fate of the defendant, sometimes we see in the news that the compensation in the United States, which is often hundreds of millions of dollars, is actually decided by these men and women of the jury, and their decisions are serious and sacred.
I was brought to the dock, and then the judge banged the gavel to silence the people below, and then the trial was announced.
First of all, Charles's lawyer made an impassioned statement of nonsense, turning the whole fact upside down, but I still have to admire this guy's eloquence, he actually made up the whole thing to a dimetic point, and put all the blame on me alone, and Charles Yanran became a big hero.
Then it was time for my statement, and I used to scold the free lawyer, and now there is no lawyer, so I was the only one who said it myself, and I naturally told the whole thing the ins and outs, and Truman, who was sitting below, immediately clapped his applause and said, "Okay, yes, that's it." The judge struck the gavel and stopped his shouting.
Charles's lawyer then said: "The facts we are talking about stand up to scrutiny, as the defendant said, why did he go to the scientific research center of the aquarium?" Does he have friends there? No, does he work there? No, the reason why he sneaked into the scientific research center of the aquarium was to steal, which was the defendant's original motive for committing the crime, and when the fact of the defendant's crime was discovered by Mr. Charles and Miss Ruth, what was his reaction? It's a fugitive, but our Curator Charles doesn't allow criminals to come and go freely in the Aquarium, so Curator Charles stopped the defendant from escaping. He did whatever it took to escape, so the consequences of his actions were reckless, and we believe that he was also confused for a while, and we ask the judge and the jury to forgive him for his impulsiveness. ”
"Mr. Judge, and gentlemen and ladies of the jury, there is a very important detail that the plaintiff's lawyer left just now, and that is the gun, Miss Ruth was wounded by a gunshot, so where did the gun come from? Who exactly does the gun belong to? The plaintiff's lawyer said this question very vaguely, and why didn't they make such an important matter clear? Because the gun is Curator Charles, he can't say it at all, Curator Charles's marksmanship is very clumsy, the target of the shot was me at that time, but the bullet was missed at such a distance of four or five meters, it is conceivable that Curator Charles's shooting level should not be generally bad, Mr. Judge can verify Curator Charles's marksmanship in court to verify the authenticity of what I said. "Although I know that Miss Ruth has promised Charles to help him with perjury, I can't just tie my hands and let them get it so easily.
Charles's face began to look ugly, and his fair face turned iron-blue.
The plaintiff's lawyer began to speak: "The defendant's request does not seem to be realistic, the court is a sacred and solemn place, how can those violent weapons be allowed to show off their power here? Furthermore, the client, Miss Ruth, has now recovered, and she can explain everything, and ask Mr. Judge to allow Miss Ruth to appear in court and explain everything. ”
The judge agreed, and the door to the courtroom opened from the outside, and Miss Ruth walked in, dressed in a crisp white pleated skirt and a female bailiff.
Miss Ruth is particularly beautiful today, and she shows her ladylike temperament even more when she doesn't wear professional clothes, like a white peony flower.
"Please ask this lady who came in to introduce herself." The judge asked Miss Ruth on the witness stand.