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After hanging up the phone, Edward wanted to get some sleep, but how could he sleep!

There is a problem with recognizing the bed, in fact...... If there is a beautiful opposite sex in the bed, this problem will not occur.

In desperation, I had to get up and finish breakfast.

Because it was too early, the office building had not yet opened, so he walked along the forest path, and the fresh and cold air in the mountains shocked his spirits.

As I walked, I found a person in front of me, who looked to be in his forties, with gray hair and a pair of thick glasses, full of pedantic temperament.

Thinking that this was his neighbor, Edward immediately greeted him warmly.

Sure enough, this man was Richard Scott, a professor at Stanford Law School.

Professor Scott was kind and unpretentious, and he was very enthusiastic about Edward, because he had heard of his deeds a long time ago, which made someone blush......

The two sides talked as they walked, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

Edward: "So, Richard, I heard you guys have a guy named Bruce Franklin here, and it seems like a big deal?" ”

He said tentatively.

"Hey, you've heard that too?" Professor Scott lifted his glasses and sighed, "Edward, I know you must think this is ****, but I'm telling you it's not ......"

"Huh?" Someone was in ecstasy, and it seemed that he could hear the inside gossip.

"Let's put it this way. The Case of Professor Bruce Franklin. First, it's not a civil rights issue, and second, it's not about academic freedom. This guy is a jerk, sorry, shouldn't be swearing, but he's not a good thing. In fact, most of the professors acquiesced in the termination of the contract between the university and him...... A small number of people who are not afraid of death still applaud for this? ”

"Why?" Edward was even more curious, "Could it be that this guy really did something?" And why do you have to be not afraid of death when you applaud? ”

"He has an organization called 'Victory,'" Professor Scott smiled wryly

"Victory......" someone's head began to sweat, and he said in his heart, why did the buddy always have something to do with Showa after crossing over?

What kind of broken name is this?

Why did this kind of organization appear in Stanford in 1971, shouldn't this appear in the cave on Kuah Island or on the Origashi Mountain on Iwo Jima, which is usually accompanied by a long time of martial arts or a half-load of the heavenly brain, that is the authentic original flavor.

"What does this organization do?" He asked, "Radical ideology?" Similar to an underground weatherman? ”

"Underground weatherman? Edward, let's just say you're a little unimaginative, actually, Franklin he's in the mountains" Professor Scott pointed to the hills to the east "Well, he's there, training a group of illegal immigrants from Mexico in the use of weapons. And then, take these guys to throw bombs and shoot ...... in the school"

"Wow......" Edward was shocked.

Nima, this is worth it, Franklin is a literary speaker of Shakespeare, and a martial artist who can blow people up into stupid x, and he is both civil and military!

Scott pointed to the west again, "Just two weeks ago, he threw one near the 'Faculty Slums.'" ”

The Faculty Slum is a pretty little building that the school uses for young, unmarried faculty members, who usually don't have much money, hence the self-deprecating name.

"Franklin is turning Stanford's tranquil campus into a Vietnamese jungle, and you know what he called his 'Melville and Hawthorne' literature class?"

"Huh?" Edward was curious

"Called 'Maoville' and 'Hothorne' (Chi Ming), Franklin is not a teacher, he is a KB and a fanatical demagogue."

The corners of Edward's mouth twitched, which was obviously a bit irritating.

In the past, there have been student uprisings at leading universities such as Yale, Harvard, and even Columbia in New York, and there have even been students in Berkeley, California, who have confronted the police, and students have thrown back tear gas thrown by the police......

But the trouble, at most, is a confrontation with cold weapons, usually the police chase the students around with batons.

The biggest mess was the shooting at Ohio University, which killed two students, but it was also the police/National Guard at work.

I've never heard of protesters using hot weapons, usually in the name of the civil rights movement.

This Professor Franklin, who is a masterpiece of a generation, directly led the new trend of the struggle, and the key is that he also has a bunch of illegal immigrants as an army!

Edward thought for a moment and told Scott about the call he received in the morning: "What you said is completely different from what I said in the call I received in the morning, but I would like to believe you, after all, I said on the phone that we are the United States, not the Swi. ”

"And," he stressed, "if it can be proven that he has done these things, his dismissal will never be unjust, and if the California Attorney General is powerful enough, it will be good for him and for the United States to send him to prison for two years." ”

Jokes, taking illegal immigrants to fight guerrilla bombs in their own country?

It sounds very hot and bloody, but what if a bomb falls on him Edward one day?

Besides, even if you are dissatisfied, why are you throwing it at the teacher's dormitory?

Going to Sacramento...... Looking for Governor Reagan!

How do you say that, there is a debtor who is wronged, and he goes out and turns left to the state government......

"But the accusations against him are not because of these things" Scott was a little embarrassed, and carefully chose the words "This guy is very ghostly, he is careful when he does any violent acts, and no one is caught, and even few traces are left"

"He was secretly operating in the schoolyard, using the walkie-talkie to give orders to children and Mexicans, and he was always not there when the violence happened, but this time we caught a handle"

"He staged several violent speeches at school, and we have evidence that he also caused a disturbance during the speech of Ambassador Henry Cabot Lodge (the U.S. ambassador to South Vietnam) in order to obstruct the ambassador's speech."

"In that case," Edward scratched his head, "this is clearly a case involving free speech, and the actions of the school are contrary to the spirit of the First Amendment." Can I understand that the only real accusations against him are related to this guy's remarks or clamour? ”

Richard Scott was a little uneasy, but admits anyway that "yes, if you look at the case in isolation, that's it." ”

Edward decided to skip the discussion on this as it would be a waste of time, and he needed more useful information for now.

"And what about the lawyer?" He asked

The answer I received was also very different from the morning call.

"This guy doesn't want a lawyer at all, he's going to defend himself so he can make political speeches at trial," Scott said. If he really needs a lawyer, Edward, you and I are both in this business, and you think that with his reputation and the complexity of the case, as long as he speaks, how many lawyers will defend him for free, so that he can get a lot of exposure......"

Edward nodded, acknowledging what Scott said.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the two returned the same way, entered their respective villas to tidy up, and then went to the office.

Three days later, Edward received a call from Bruce Franklin.

On the phone, Franklin bluntly asked Edward to appear as his lawyer at the trial, much to the latter's surprise.

Franklin said he needed a political self-defense in court, as well as a good constitutional lawyer to advise him on First Amendment issues.

In this regard, Edward was somewhat mentally prepared and did not intend to wade into troubled waters.

So he politely told Franklin that because he was a visiting scholar at the research center, he was not allowed to work as a lawyer.

Franklin understood, and then asked if he could see him, an hour was enough, and he needed to listen to Edward's advice on finding a lawyer

This aroused his curiosity, on the one hand, he wanted to see what this heroic man looked like, and on the other hand, he happened to listen to his statement.

……

He went with Joel Karen, a research assistant assigned to him by Stanford.

The latter also had just graduated, and his first job was as an assistant in a research center.

The two are strictly the same age, but one is already a visiting scholar.

Joel was envious of this, he was also a child of a poor family, and he went to college with a student loan.

The reason why I chose to work as an assistant in the research center is also to have the opportunity to get to know a few bigwigs, and if I am favored by the bigwigs, then the job is worth it.

Edward's youth was unexpected, but Joel was well aware of his status as a quasi-boss.

The two wandered around the middle- and lower-class quarters of Palo Aldo City for more than half an hour before they found Franklin's address.

Because there is no house number at all.

As he rang the bell at the door, he heard a series of unlocking sounds, which almost made Edward think that this was probably a prison, otherwise he couldn't explain why there were so many locks and doors in the house.

Finally, the door opened, and a tall, thin, middle-aged white man with gloomy eyes stood in front of him, with a knife-like face, an unkempt beard, and a blue cargo shirt and jeans.

He stared at Edward, who had to report to his home.

Then he let them in, and immediately locked the door again.

"Those bastards could kick in at any moment, and there was a shootout here a month ago." Franklin said, making Edward almost think it was Brooklyn.

"Also, I don't have a house number, because this will avoid harassment by a lot of malicious people." Franklin added.

This guy is extremely popular, and he's very ghostly...... Edward commented in his heart.

The two sides sat down in the living room and talked for about a quarter of an hour.

During this time, Franklin played several parts of his speech on a tape recorder, and then he asked if they could be sued.

Edward was frank that the government could file a lawsuit, but the odds were slim, and that almost all speech was protected under the First Amendment.

Of course, for the violent words in the recording, it takes a little thought to avoid the prosecution, and you can start from the technical point of view of the details.

In just a few words, Edward showed his professional ability to the fullest, or the ability to litigate.

Franklin's eyes lit up, "Would you like to be my defense lawyer?" Trust me, this lawsuit can make you famous! And I have a lot of followers, let's try to change this dirty world together. ”

Edward was very respectful of this, he hated people like Franklin, but he still spoke very politely, "I am a visiting scholar, according to the contract, I want to produce some results in this year, but I am afraid that I will not have time to be a lawyer." If you can, so be it for today. ”

"Wait......" Franklin said, pulling open a drawer, pulling out two books and handing them to Edward.

Someone took a look, his face was covered with black lines, and said in his heart, Franklin, you are a grandson, this is to guide the review of the clip.

One is "xxx quotations", which he has collected a lot in his last life.

The second book is even more powerful, "Selected Readings of the Works of Shuangmu and Three Tigers".

"One point, two sides, three three systems, three fierce, three situations, three ways of playing, four fast and one slow, four groups and one team," he muttered to himself, this thing is all too familiar......

Franklin, seeing that he liked it, immediately said, "This is a revolutionary book, and a cost of one and a half dollars should be charged for each book." ”

"Oh," Edward replied casually, shoving the book back into Franklin's arms.

Jokes, this thing, in the current United States, is as much as it wants, and it is all free, translated into English, even if you can't understand it, it's okay, there are free study classes, the essence of guerrilla warfare ideology, and the three major disciplines and eight points of attention are paid to live learning and teaching.

Three dollars is not much, but Franklin's attitude and method of doing things is disgraceful.

Franklin was stunned when he saw Edward return the book, and then stuffed the book back again, muttering "It stands to reason that you want to collect money, but let's use this thing to offset the consultation fee just now"

Edward had no second expression except a wry smile, and was too lazy to continue talking to him, and hurriedly took his leave.

Such a guy Edward didn't even want to say a word to him!

This is the end of the matter.

After that, Edward's days were very regular, spending every day in his office and residence, and occasionally giving several public lectures to Stanford students on the skills of defending constitutional cases.

His neighbor to the left is Professor Bruno Bettelheimer, Freud's best student, who has used psychoanalysis to treat withdrawn children with good results and made a leap forward in the discipline.

His papers are regarded as exemplars.

One of Edward's research areas involved in the application of the law to people with mental problems.

Irma was forcibly put in a psychiatric hospital by the police, and although she was later released, this is obviously a huge legal loophole, and if Irma doesn't know Edward, she doesn't know what kind of fate awaits her.

After this incident, Edward quietly began to add this to his research project, and when Irma died, he had even more reason to work hard.

The research work of the two sides has intersected, which in turn has brought the two people closer.