Chapter 11: New Characters: Solomon, Stan, and ...... Mary?
"Damn it, you blacks never need sleep?" Edward angrily lifted the quilt and rushed into the living room, where the television was turned on and the morning news was broadcasting.
"It's seven o'clock in the morning, hurry up and wash up and try my butter scrambled eggs!" Chris said with a smile.
ββ¦β¦ Well, it seems that you are really energetic, and I don't even feel like I'm asleep, I just feel like I'm waking up with the news on the TV as soon as I close my eyes. β
"Legend has it that Jews sleep with one eye open, and the sound of a copper coin falling on a woollen carpet can wake you up instantly. But I see how do you look like a hibernating grizzly bear, always getting enough sleep? β
"God knows." Edward muttered as he brushed his teeth.
"Our country has been in a lot of trouble lately." Sitting at the dining table, he listened to the TV news while sipping coffee.
"Look, either the Pueblo reconnaissance ship was seized by the Cao people from Cao County, or the embassy in Saigon was attacked by the Viet Cong in the middle of the night, more than a month has passed, and it is still chattering, I really don't understand. These two countries across the Pacific Ocean have no enmity with us, so why do they have to run over and shoot and shoot? β
"Probably politicians want to make some political capital for themselves, only to find that the gains outweigh the losses? I don't think Lyndon Johnson is going to be re-elected. Chris agreed.
"Re-elected?" Edward snorted, "If he still has a bit of shame, then he should make a statement to withdraw from the next election, damn it, what is the country being made into his hands!" Hey, hey, buddy, look, look! β
The two hurriedly left the table with coffee cups, and sat firmly on the sofa the next second.
Although Edward proposed a strategy to make a big deal through the media in order to force the prosecution back in front of the courtroom, and implemented it himself last night, he really didn't know the effect.
Western journalists!
What an amazing species.
Known as the uncrowned king, he runs faster than anyone else when there is news, and he deliberately made a big news last night, and now it depends on the ability of these professionals to fan the flames.
"This is the CBS Morning News, and yesterday our ace correspondent Mike Wallace sent back from the front of New Haven, which seems to show that the student movement at Yale does not look as bad as the previous administration thought, and that these young legal elites are pursuing their rights without forgetting their own obligations and responsibilities."
"They are speaking out for the miscarriage of justice suffered by minorities."
"Now let's take a look at the background information of Dami Nizo, the main suspect in Barbara's disappearance."
Immediately, the TV screen cut from the blonde newscaster to Dami's picture.
"This face, tsk......" Edward sighed, "CBS is really pervasive, probably last night without sleep, digging all the information and social relationships of Fetcher and Dami, look at this face, if I were David Coppola, I would have invited him to audition now." β
"The jury will love this face, full of innocence and kindness."
"Yes, humans and animals are harmless."
"Harmless to humans and animals...... "Chris smacks his lips" is really an apt word, are you trying to become a justice? β
"Of course!" Edward shrugged.
The justices of the United States are a magical species, not only proficient in law, but also often highly accomplished in literature, history, and philosophy, and the judgments of the Federal Supreme Court have always been regarded as one of the most beautiful and philosophical literary works of this era.
changed several channels in a row, and all that caught my eye was the big headshot that looked pure and lovely.
"The media is really ...... Sure enough, I know what the people want to see the most. "Chris took a sip of coffee and disagreed" Murder suspect, but with an innocent baby face, is there a better eye-catching contrast than this? β
"Hah, I think Dammy should be able to get advertising endorsements and love letters from crazy girls. I'm going to pick up the newspaper, and I guess the print media should have news too. β
"I've brought it, it's over there." "It seems that your idea has been successful this time, and the prosecution is afraid that they will be forced to return to the courtroom they have tried so hard to avoid." β
"The battle has just begun!" Edward shook his head, "We two rookies have to deal with the elites of the Department of Justice, and I damn the FBI villains hiding in the shadows!" β
"You think highly of your opponent."
"Strategically we must despise, tactically we must pay attention!" Edward said casually.
"These are the words of the leader of the East." I was surprised that Chris actually knew where it came from: "The Black Panther guys gave me a couple of red pamphlets, and I didn't have anything to read, I thought it was very interesting. β
"So, instead of fighting an unprepared battle, let's finish eating and get to work."
"I feel like you're a slave owner." Chris muttered
"Hehehe, my ancestor's name was Sherlock! I'll cut off a pound of flesh from your pectoralis major muscle, and I'll make sure that the weight of a ring is not bad, and not a drop of blood will be shed! β
"Can you do it?" The big black man squinted at him, full of disdain and distrust, which was obviously against common sense.
"It's simple, either use a red-hot knife to cut zero, cut a small piece of scale, cut a small piece of scale, and finally make up a pound of weight, anyway, the IOU says 'cut a pound of meat' and does not specifically indicate that you want a whole piece. This thing was called a thousand cuts in the ancient East."
"God! You're the devil! β
"There is also a simpler and more high-tech way, pour liquid nitrogen on your pectoralis major muscle, more than 200 degrees below zero is enough to freeze your blood like a stone, and then use a small hammer to chisel down little by little!"
"God, you are the devil!"
"It's good to know, hurry up and get to work!" Edward's face was full of sinister smiles, and his stomach muttered, "Watermelon, fried chicken, grape, and Fanta are enough!" β
"Damn, this sausage is terrible...... "After reading the news roughly, the two returned to the table to continue their breakfast, and Edward picked up a fried strip and mumbled into his mouth.
There is an activity in the heart again: "This Tmd is a Vienna sausage?" This weirdly elastic texture is not a kind of thing called ham sausage? In my previous life, I used to buy five cents a piece, and I often bought it to satisfy my hunger when I was in school, until one day I saw the local tyrant's neighbor feeding the dog......"
"Industrialization has made it possible for most people to eat 'sausages,' and that's good." Chris isn't that picky on that.
"You call this thing a sausage? Not even a basic casing! Oh, and that disgusting plastic skin is the packaging, but it's not something to swallow. Don't look at me like that! You even naively call it a sausage? A sausage without a casing is like a ...... It's like, well, the monk with the head of the mohican, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Check it out and see it's a mix of cornstarch and plant-based protein powder, as well as unknown suspicious animal body tissues! Is! β
"Monk?" Chris was stunned
ββ¦β¦ It's the kind of vegetarian religious who is particularly kind and peaceful, extremely religious, characterized by no hair on his head and obedient, at least you shouldn't have heard of a monk engaging in terrorist activities such as bombings and assassinations. If Buddhism can have half of the Protestant followers in the United States, world peace is just around the corner. β
Complaining is complaining, but it can only be stuffed into the throat, Chris is right, this is the result of big industry, because the compromise to the cost leads to eating like feed, but the protein in it is real, and to be honest, Millican's food hygiene system is okay.
This thing will definitely not kill people, nor will it have diarrhea, but long-term consumption will make people depressed, depressed, misanthropic, irritable and even revenge on society and other psychological problems.
The abuse of psychotropic drugs by the people of the United States is only because the "feed" produced by the big industry is too unpalatable.
"But tonight, I'll be able to eat something good." Chris said leisurely
"Damn, you're deliberately provoking me with this unpalatable thing! But I have to remind you, it's spring break! β
"Hehe, believe it or not, I'm going to get out of Dami's case right now."
"I was wrong...... Damn, I knew I shouldn't have beckoned you to eat the braised pork I made! β
Chris once dismisses Edward's elaborate braised pork, and even denounces it as witchcraft when he stir-fries the sugar.
But then, he ate almost all the meat in the pot alone, a full ten pounds!
At that moment, Edward finally understood how this guy had grown into an M60 tank-like physique.
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Located on Captain Vincent Bruton Street, the Freddy Building is the best office building in the neighborhood.
Two middle-aged white men in suits and vests are each holding their arms in front of the glass curtain wall, this is the 19th floor of the building, with a wide view, not far from the verdant green of the prospect park, the weather is still cold, but with a piece of greenery in front of the eyes, it seems that spring is not far away
The centerpiece of New York is Central Park on Manhattan Island, and the centerpiece of Brooklyn is Prospect Park.
"What's going on?" Solomon Bronheim was a little annoyed, and he had just turned off the television in his office in a rage, and several major television stations took turns broadcasting the solemn protests and strong condemnations of the Yale law studentsβin Edward's words, this is the Dou E's injustice in the New World.
As an assistant prosecutor in the New York City Prosecutor's Office, he is only 35 years old this year, and he can be regarded as a proud spring breeze, and his professional ability is undoubted.
Anyway, everyone has some points in their hearts.
It is for this reason that Stan Gordon, the FBI's special agent in charge, found Solomon, and the two hit it off and began to attack the two brothers, Fetcher and Nizzo.
"I finally bypassed the New York City Police Department and the New York State District Attorney's Office and got this case! Didn't you say that with the influence of 'Mary', you would be able to suppress the media throughout New York State! β
"Watch your words!" Stan Gordon looked around nervously.
"Don't worry, this is the territory of the Federal Prosecutor's Office, no matter how powerful 'Mary' is, she won't dare to come and openly eavesdrop."
"Shut up! You have no idea his horror! Stan Gordon's tone became stern, "Don't listen to all this hype, it's going to kill you." People don't know your details, but I do! But I want to warn you, if you provoke him, you will disappear from the world, and your elders with a big background will not only not stand up for you, but will rejoice that the matter is over! They're completely safe! β
"Mary" is an ordinary female English name, but at this time it represents a great rebellion that no one knows.
If Edward had known, he would have exclaimed, "Big news!" criticize it" and other inexplicable words.