Chris is more than 1.9 meters tall, and the tendons and flesh all over his body are up and down as soon as he pulls them, which shows that the two are indeed used to making trouble.

Walking out of the dorm room, carefully bypassing the tents and campfires dotted on the lawn in the backyard of the law school, Chris's brow furrowed: "Damn it's not presentable!" This is law school, not Woodstock's sucking, promiscuity. ”

"Light, beware of being heard by these 'civil rights pioneers' and 'equal rights fighters', then you will be a black traitor, they are more powerful than the Ku Klux Klan, after all, those ghosts in white sheets are illegal, and now they are protected by the Constitution!" Edward teased.

He didn't like the atmosphere, the quiet university campus turned noisy, and the students did not attend classes well, but they indulged in the "grandiose" cause of "social responsibility".

It's good that young people are strong and willing to pay attention to social injustice, but when you look at the used TT everywhere on the ground, and the smell of mosaic hemp in the air, you can understand what is the front and what is the inside.

"Well, if a black man can't stand up on his own legs, let him lie down forever. This so-called 'affirmative action' will eventually kill the black community! ”

Edward could only shrug his shoulders, he knew that Chris was telling the truth, but in these days, no matter how big the truth is, it can't do the hat of political correctness, so it is natural for the doers to be replaced by speculators.

"Okay, there is an old saying in China, if you can't be provoked, you can hide. Let's get around the point. A black man who is not enthusiastic about the cause of civil rights, and a guy of mixed Chinese descent, is simply a target to walk on. I hope these guys are all addicted to H and don't have time to trouble us. Edward frowned, deciding that he would rather take a long detour than cross the lawn, even though the restaurant was opposite.

……

In the dining room, Edward tries to put a long strip of pasta in his mouth with chopsticks and tells Chris everything about Periche.

"So, you decided to step in?"

"Yes."

"But I want to remind you that you are only a first-year student now, and you don't even have a lawyer's license, so you are not qualified to appear in court!" Chris pointed out earnestly.

"Ah......h

"Can't you use a fork?"

"No, I don't believe it can't be done! This is a matter of dignity for the Chinese people. ”

Chris looked at the idiot in front of him with sympathetic eyes, only to see that the idiot changed his strategy, put the chopsticks upright, inserted them into the plate, and then turned, and the macaroni naturally coiled onto the two small wooden sticks.

"It tastes good," Edward smacked his lips contentedly.

"Don't have a lawyer's license?" He scoffed, "Are you still a Yale? What should you learn from the Muscovites on the Charles River? (Harvard sits on the banks of the Charles River, at a time when Harvard students are making a civil rights campaign.)

Seeing that the other party did not agree, Edward felt a little lost, and said stupidly: "Fericher must have his own lawyer in his hand, that is the 'family' practice, when the time comes, just let a lawyer under their control appear in court, and we will prepare the defense strategy and copywriting." When the time comes, he'll just be a marionette. ”

Chris rolled his eyes, "You're so confident in your documentation abilities?" ”

"Wrong, it's our documentation capabilities!"

"I'm not joining!"

"No, you will! Listen, this case can make us shine. Think of the Yale students against the evil prosecutors and Hoover's vile lackeys, and we're defending the traditional values of Millican! ”

The other party remained unmoved.

"Chris, please, I can't do this alone. Please! We're best friends, aren't we? ”

There was still no response from the other side.

"Okay, I've got dinner for this semester!"

"Let's be clear, it's you who cook, not invite me to takeout or go to the restaurant."

"Damn, why are you so cunning!"

Chris ate the steak with peace of mind and did not answer.

"Okay." Edward surrendered and humiliated the alliance under the city.

"At least one vegetable, one meat dish, one pot of soup, salad is not counted as vegetables." The other party pressed forward step by step.

“…… You should really go for loan sharking! Or maybe you're the real MAFIA! He gritted his teeth in hatred, "Or let me see, maybe we all have Jewish ancestry, aha?" ”

"You can choose not to."

"Count you ruthless!"

"What about the deal?" The big black man held out his hand.

"Deal!"

"You eat slowly first, I'll make a copy of the dossier, and I'll study it well tonight." I'm waiting for you in the dormitory. After saying that, he ran out like a gust of wind.

……

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Thomas, I swear, I definitely didn't kill anyone! Believe me. Dami looked panicked.

"Call me Edward, call him Chris. Dammy," Edward comforted, "We are friends with your brother, and we are here to help you. He's very worried about you, even though you're still free right now, but he's got the bail ready, and I think he's put so much thought into it, and it's not for you to cry out against us. ”

"Yes, I know, but my previous lawyers advised me to plead guilty and then make an out-of-court deal with the prosecution. But I'm really, really innocent. ”

"In our country, 'innocent' is useless, only the 'innocence' in the mouth of the judge or jury is valid. Yesterday I had a conversation with your brother, and then we didn't sleep all night analyzing the case, and we came here early in the morning to help you become an innocent person. ”

"But, but," said Dami's originally white face, "I, I am innocent!" The law of justice should be a direct proof of this! ”

Edward rolled his eyes, it was rude, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Did this stupid Bai Tian really grow up in this pool of vibrant dirty water?" It's naïve like this, and this face literally says 'Come and bully me'. Ahh ”

"Dami, as a law student, I want to remind you that we are here to help you 'not guilty', and the prosecutor finds you 'guilty', which has nothing to do with justice. It's just work, you know, work! Both the prosecution and prosecution are busy getting paid for their work. ”

"In other words, we took your brother's money and of course believed you were innocent, while the prosecutor and the FBI were taking taxpayers' money to create unjust cases and then confusing right and wrong in the media, saying that treacherous damned lawyers were shielding criminals and that justice was always in the hands of government employees. You see, only then will justice appear as a signboard. As for the usual times, of course, it can't compare to 'Franklin' and rapid promotion. ”

"Well, time is running out. According to my estimates, the prosecutor is planning to take advantage of the victory and close the case as soon as possible. You don't want your brother to be a tainted witness for you, and then become a public enemy of the family, and you can only drive a tractor to grow corn incognito in an inland town for the rest of your life. ”

As soon as the words came out, Dami seemed to be a lot quieter, his brown eyes were still full of confusion and incomprehension, but his expression was not as excited as before.

Unfortunately, Dami's words after that are not new, and are exactly the same as those recorded in the dossier, neither more nor less.

This, in turn, confirms the reliability of the dossier and that Dami did not kill anyone, and if he is really the murderer, then under repeated interrogation, there will inevitably be clues leaked.

"So that's why the FBI confirmed that you were the murderer? Because blood was found in your car, the same blood type as Barbara? Edward asked.

"Yes" Dammy was very upset "Barbara drank too much that day, walked unsteadily, fell to the ground, her fingers were cut by broken glass on the ground, I let her into the car, and then gave her a simple bandage, the blood should have rubbed on the cushion at that time." ”

"You and your brother, this time you are really lucky......" This time even Chris sympathized with the two hard-working brothers.

"You're in the Pursy of Lady Luck (it's not a good word to translate, the reader can grasp the spirit for himself), and yet the Goddess has come to that one." Edward began to tamper with Shakespeare's famous quotes, and his head hurt even more.

No wonder the FBI and the prosecution are so strong and almost unyielding, in this case, the bloodstains as evidence are indeed very powerful, even if they go to court, most of the jury will admit it.

As for Dami's statement, it looks more like a murderist's quibble for survival.

……

"It's really the inherent rigor of a business student." Walking down the streets of New York, Edward shook his head, and could tell that Dami was telling the truth, but it did him no good.

In this case, it is more appropriate to find a lawyer and a private detective, because the lawyer is only responsible for being clever in court and colluding with the prosecution outside of court, and of course everything is done in the name of the law.

At the heart of Dami's case is the determination of the facts of the crime - at least the body must be found first, how can two first-year law students do it? Of course, from a professional point of view, never finding it is the most advantageous situation for Dami at the moment.

"Someone is following." Chris said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Edward was taken aback, "What is this for?" And how do you know? ”

"I was born in Alabama, and I knew how to spot the ill-intentioned before I could walk, or I would have died at the hands of the Ku Klux Klan."

"Well, who do you think is following us?"

"It's not very dangerous, I suspect it's on the government's side."

“FBI？”

"Or maybe the prosecutor." Chris said.

Also, in addition to the FBI, the assistant prosecutor in charge of public prosecution can eat the lion's share in this case. Tsk, do you want to learn from his predecessor Dewey, who made enough capital by fighting gangsters as a prosecutor, and then entered politics and even ran for president, but don't forget that Dewey was beaten all over the ground by Truman. ”

Chris fell silent again, clearly disapproving of Edward's sense of humor.

……

"I don't think it tastes right." In the makeshift office provided to them by Férichet, Edward began to nag again.

Chris was still silent, going through the file.

"Listen to me, big black man, there's something wrong with this case."

"I know the FBI and prosecutors want to take advantage of the chaos."

"No, it's not that simple." Edward knocked on the table, "Look, here's a report on this case. You see it's such a thin clipping, and it barely appears on TV. ”

"What do you want to say?" Chris looked up.

"Is this normal? Look? A handsome young man and a beautiful girl who is going to get engaged the next day have a heated fight in the bar, after which the man sends the woman home. Under normal circumstances, the next step would be the eight o'clock soap opera plot. But! The woman is missing! They haven't even done it yet! Come to think of it, whether it's the murder of a handsome man or the lace news with the headline 'The Runaway Bride', it's very eye-catching, and our reporters have always run faster than anyone else when they ask about the taste. But ......"

"You mean, the media response to this case has been too lukewarm?"

"That's right! What does this mean? "Edward is a little excited" FBI and prosecutors are empty-hearted! In fact, they don't know whether Barbara is dead or alive, but they just want to seize the opportunity to force Fetcher to be a tainted witness. Because they know that this guy has no ability to resist before the law. As for truth and justice, they don't bother to care. They suppress the heat of the news because they don't want to attract the public's attention, so that they can operate under the desktop. ”

"And then?"

"They obviously have concerns and fears that if the case is widely discussed by the public, then their out-of-court dealings that they have conspired in the dark will fall through. Countless media outlets will flock to the door to question the illegality of prosecutions and FBI proceedings, which is what legal and political journalists love to do. ”

"That makes sense," Chris nodded in agreement, "the other party just wants this case to be quiet from beginning to end, drowning in a lot of messy news." Because once exposed to flash, many methods are useless. ”

"What are they afraid of, we just do it!" Edward slapped his thigh.

"What are you going to do? What is the goal? ”

"Purpose?" Edward shook his head, "I can't tell, we don't have much chance of winning this case." So you can only disrupt your opponent's steps first, and then wait for them to show their flaws. ”

"Are you so confident? Will the result be the way you want it to be? Or will the other party be in a hurry? ”

"Of course, you have to understand how much of a combined cost it costs to suppress media outlets of all stripes in this country. Since they have invested a lot of money to beat down the news heat, it shows that suppressing the media is absolutely necessary for them. And although I don't know if I can achieve the ultimate goal by doing this, I know the purpose of the other person, so doing it is not necessarily the best choice, but it is the 'least bad' way. ”

Chris blinked, and then said: "Their idea is to use the law to scare Ferrich, in fact they don't intend to go to court, the FBI and the prosecutor only want a tainted witness all the time, and then continue to expand the depth of the blow." ”

"Yes, so our first step is to force them to go to court, after all, the court is a public place, so we will have more chances of winning!"

"Okay." Chris agreed, "What are you going to do?" My dear Mr. Charlotte, I must warn you that the consequences of self-inflicted wisdom can be a loss of money. ”

"EMMMMMMM......" Edward snorted in toothache.

That's a question to the point.

Although the memories of the previous life are quite vague, they are only for specific events, and many of the life experiences I have heard are still firmly in my mind.

Buying the media either relies on money or power, and if there is neither, then there is no play.

"Don't use your bull's eyes to board me, I'm not Zhuge Liang!" Edward grumbled

"Zhuge Liang?" Chris apparently didn't know who it was.

"emmm, do you understand that King Arthur is the Archwizard of Merlin......"

The big black man ignored him and turned on the TV.