Chapter 20: Fighting in Court Trials
"Why didn't old Mr. Nizo come?" Edward suddenly noticed something, and turned his head to ask Friche.
"He," Ferricher twitched, shrugging his shoulders, "I guess he's already packed his luggage and all the valuables, the engine of the sedan is always spinning, and if the trial doesn't go well, he'll leave New York as soon as possible, and God knows where he's going." β
Edward said he couldn't understand: "No, even if Dami is sentenced, it has nothing to do with him?" β
"yes, I don't understand, but that's probably why he was able to lead us to survive in the cracks of the five major families. You know, even if there are no of his peers in the five major families, the old thing is simply a miracle in the history of the mafia. To be honest, if I was in another family, I might have given him a black gun. β
"Why?"
"I'm setting a record, and I'm going to end the life of the longest-lived mafia DON!" FΓ©richer looked leisurely and fascinated.
Edward's face was full of black lines, and his stomach was muttering viciously, "New York can make you, a guy who thinks purely with the pectoralis major muscles, still stay alive, which shows that the system of capitalist society is not useless, at least in terms of survival of the fittest." Saying that this thing is still alive, it's just a smear to the mafia. β
He decided not to think about the maddening question anymore, and the conversation went back to "What about the New York beach when he's not there?" β
"There's a way out of the way, as long as the old guy is okay, we can always get around. On the other hand, if he is imprisoned or shot down, the Nizo family can continue to exist for three days at most, and on the fourth day, there is no need for the police to continue the sweep, and the five major families will join forces to swallow us. Of course, it must be the Genoves family who eats the big heads, and 'Fat Tony' Anthony Salernos has been thinking about it for a long time. He didn't even bother to hide it. β
"Okay......"
"So, we have to win."
"I'll do my best."
"No, what is this? In order for this mafia family to continue to exist, I have to do everything in my power to win this lawsuit? Edward felt that something was wrong.
"Smack"
The judge lifted the waking wood and slapped it on the table, announcing the beginning of the trial.
"The three emperors and five emperors of the Tao are famous in the Xiahou Shang and Zhou dynasties. The Five Tyrants and Seven Heroes made trouble in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Qin and Han dynasties rose and fell", and an inexplicable spell naturally appeared in Edward's mind.
He shook his head and gathered his thoughts, "Just look at the twelve heroes on the jury on the right." β
According to the court process, the prosecutor first filed an indictment, read the indictment, then called witnesses to be questioned in court to increase the credibility of the indictment, and finally asked Dami a lot of questions.
In Edward's view, this is not so much an inquiry as a criticism, and by the way, it instills in the jury the concept that "this thing in the dock is a murderer with many evil deeds, and you must not be deceived by him." Don't look at his simplicity, but I'm better looking than him, looking at my eyes, looking at my eyes, these beautiful blue eyes are as deep as the ocean, which shows that I, Solomon, is the representative of justice, and for the sake of Millican, this guy must be sent to prison or even to the gallows. β
Fortunately, Dami coped well, maintained his proper posture and calmness from beginning to end, and did not fall into all kinds of language traps set by the other party.
After all, how to deal with a difficult prosecutor in court is a purely accumulated handicraft, and the teachers in the school can certainly teach, but the teaching is very different from the reality.
I always like to say "treacherous lawyer" in rice film and television dramas.
This is true, but in fact the term refers not only to the defense counsel of the accused, but also to the prosecutor, who is also often referred to as the government lawyer, who fights the lawsuit on behalf of the government.
At this moment, treacherous to treacherous, the two rookies opened their eyes.
Solomon's questioning, of course, was ill-intentioned, and almost every question was on the verge of leading questioning, but the defendant's lawyer could not grasp the handle and protest in court.
On the contrary, Dami's answer is also watertight, with his innocent expression, it is even more convincing, obviously Kamazepin has put a lot of effort into giving this young man targeted training, otherwise he is afraid that he will be surrounded by the other party's logical trap in less than ten minutes.
Seeing that the trial is coming to an end.
Kamaxiping looked at Edward, although he was a trial lawyer, all the strategies and behind-the-scenes activities were handled by this little guy, I have to say, he did a really good job.
Edward nodded.
Kamasi said in a flat voice: "Now we need to use props to show our point of view, please allow the judge." β
The judge nodded in agreement.
Then the courtroom door opened, and several of Kamazepin's aides came in with a huge suitcase.
When they opened the box, inside was a female bust that appeared to be plastic.
"My witness, Dr. Jesse Williams, will explain."
"This statue is based on the body data of the deceased Barbara Brown, which is not very accurate, but it is enough for illustration." Williams was so foul-tempered that he omitted even the necessary procedures - greetings to the judge and the jury, and came up straight to the point.
And the judge doesn't seem to be angry about this, which shows that either the judge's self-cultivation has been as pure as fire, or this Jesse Williams has become notorious in the legal circles of the United States to the point that others are too lazy to pay attention.
Looking at the helplessness expressed by the corners of the judge's drooping mouth, Edward felt that the latter guess might be closer to the truth.
"The body data of the deceased are all based on the autopsy report of the police. So there will be some slight errors in the model, but it doesn't affect the conclusion at all, in fact, if time permits, I can make a model directly from the corpse, but this seems to have little respect for the deceased. In short, this model is fully in line with the requirements of scientific experiments. β
"Look, Barbara Brown is a tall and athletic man who was a staple of the school's volleyball team in high school and college, standing at five feet eight inches (1.77 meters) and weighing 155 pounds. He is in good shape, and has also participated in the cheerleading team and serves as the base for stacking arhats. β
"Holy shit, this is at least a light tank, no wonder Dami won't press F." Edward muttered to himself and turned to look at Dammy.
The jury looked at the dock like him, Dami Ferichet, a pure-blooded Italian male, although he had a beautiful face, he was more sorry for his height, he was about 1.7 meters tall, and his skeleton was narrow, he looked quite delicate, but he obviously did not have a strong advantage in terms of strength and physical strength.
If he was standing next to Barbara, especially if the latter was still wearing high heels, it would be obvious to everyone who was a birdie, and if you thought about it further, everyone would think that it should be the drunken Barbara Brown who picked up Dammy and threw him on the bed, and then sneered and pounced.
Afterwards, Barbara held Dammi's bare shoulder with her right hand and pinched a cigarette with her left hand to comfort him, "I'll take care of it......"
Sure enough, Jesse Williams sneered and reported Dammy's body data, and then mocked, "Strangling Barbara in person? Frankly, I don't believe it! β
"Against!" Solomon stood up "Stature is not the decisive factor, because men have testosterone, which gives men an absolute advantage over women in terms of muscle density and strength. As I said earlier, Dami Felicher tried to woo Barbara Brown but failed, so he killed him in a fit of rage and buried the body. β
"Hehe" Jesse Williams's sneer was even louder, "You are really lackluster except for that face, the court is not for you, after all, this is not the scene of the playboy male playmate election, I know a few directors who shoot hardcore adult films, I suggest you try your luck with them, they have a lot of muscular men, they just lack a beautiful face like you, rest assured that they will do a good job of lubrication, and there is medical insurance." β
"Protest, I protest!" Solomon's face was blue.
"The protest is valid, defence witnesses, please respect the prosecution and observe the order of the courtroom, and refrain from making irrelevant statements, especially personal attacks. Otherwise, I will expel you for contempt of court. β
"My God" Chris began to make crosses on his chest again.
Yale and Harvard are the Wudang Shaolin of American legal circles, they are famous and upright, pay attention to demeanor and etiquette, and even if they scold people, they will be damaged by detours.
Jesse Williams just gave Solomon a "ginseng rooster" routine that they couldn't even think of, this thing looks polite and polite, but it is clearly a street ruffian, this combination of waltz flesh and funk soul is really rare in FXXK.
"Forgive me, Lord, I didn't mean to swear......"
Jesse Williams didn't care, rolled his eyes, and pulled a stack of papers out of his bag.
"This is a close-up photo of the neck of the corpse, note the traces of these bruises, combined with the fracture of the C2 segment of the deceased's cervical vertebrae, as well as the fracture of the sublingual cartilage, it can be believed that these bruises are part of the palm left by the murderer when he strangled Barbara."
After that, they were handed over to the court staff who distributed them to the jury and the judges.
In a slight discussion, Jesse Williams continued: "The weather is cold, the body is in good condition, and there is no swelling or other malignant conditions, so these marks are left by his death, and the prosecution has no objection to this." β
Solomon and his assistant deliberated in a low voice, and said they had no objection.
"Okay, please see." He pulled out a few thin pieces of colored plastic from his bag.
"This is a model of my palm print based on the photo of the murderer's traces left on the neck of the deceased, and now I am going to attach it to the neck of that bust."
"Against!" Solomon again interrupted: "This is only a one-sided argument of the defense, and the three-dimensional data model made from a two-dimensional photograph is not reliable." β
"The opposition is valid." The judge ruled.
"That's why I said you ...... except for a pretty face." Jesse Williams coughed deliberately and then looked at the judge as if he had come to his senses, "I'm sorry I digressed, but I suggest you buy a copy of the December 1966 issue of Forensic Medicine, which has one of my papers on how to peel off various marks from photographs and corpses and make a simulation model." The National Forensic Medical Association has recognized this as a proven forensic method, as if this article has set a new record for citations to this day. In other words, you object to invalidity. β