"David, it's me."

"What do you know about Kliman Paul?"

Brooklyn asked.

Yesterday he walked around E.D.N.Y, and most of them had seen it, but he didn't find Creman.

"Kliman Paul? Your Chief Judge? ”

David's side was a little noisy, and his voice was mixed with noise, and he couldn't really hear it.

"Hmm. That's him. I didn't see him yesterday and he didn't come to work today. ”

David didn't answer immediately, he seemed to be talking to the people around him.

Brooklyn waited patiently for a while, and David's voice sounded again. He seemed to have found a quiet place, and his voice was much clearer.

"You may not find him."

"We had just arrived at the scene and he died of a heart attack at home."

"Is there anything you're looking for him?"

He's dead?

Brooklyn was stunned, a little incredulous.

The mastermind he suspected of behind the scenes, just died?

"Hello? Are you still there? ”

"David, can you tell me about the scene?"

"I'm sorry, but it was just a preliminary determination that it was an accident, and further investigation is needed."

"Do you have time to come to my house tonight?"

The call fell silent, and just as Brooklyn suspected that David had hung up, David's voice rang.

"Yes. But it may be late. ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

……

……

Back home, Brooklyn turned on his computer.

Sure enough, the news of Chief Justice E.D.N.Y's death due to illness has been posted on major news websites, and this news has even suppressed the Brooklyn trial.

Now that everyone is talking about Kliman's death, they are paying less attention to the Brooklyn afternoon trial.

Brooklyn continued to browse the news and was quickly drawn to an obscure piece of news.

This is a news item from ACN, in the corner of the website, with only one piece of text, not even a picture, and it occupies less than a tenth of the news of Kliman's death.

But it gave Brooklyn a new perspective.

“…… The F.B.I.'s New York division team was involved in a series of twists and turns, and in the early days of the case, its trial judge was determined to be Brooklyn Lee, a rising star in the New York judicial scene, and now Brooklyn Lee is involved in a murder case and has no time to care.

The case was then transferred to E.D.N.Y Chief Justice Kliman Paul, who died of a heart attack at his home 45 hours before the trial.

This case seems to be cursed, and it remains to be seen which unfortunate judge will fall next. ”

Brooklyn looked at the brief news briefing and fell into deep thought.

In his memory, the deceased Selena committed suicide in order to take revenge on Brooklyn, and as for what revenge, Brooklyn is not clear.

After he was arrested on the spot by the patrol police, the case entered the fast lane, the case was closed with incredible speed, and it was handed over to the District Attorney's Office, which in turn submitted the indictment with incredible speed, and the court also opened the trial with incredible speed.

Brooklyn had suspected that someone had framed him—not Selena's suicide, but someone who wanted to send him to prison immediately, and close the case as soon as possible while the procedure was correct.

Now, the motive seems to have been found.

Case of dereliction of duty by the FBI's New York Division's subordinate group!

Brooklyn stared at the line, and he was 100% sure that the abnormal course of the case must have something to do with this case!

Someone didn't want him to be the presiding judge.

A bell woke Brooklyn up. He closed his computer and got up to open the door, and was a little surprised when he saw someone outside the door.

"Didn't you say you'd come later, why was it so fast?"

Brooklyn asked asking, confused, out of the way.

David opened the refrigerator by himself, glanced at it, and then closed it with a pout.

"The FBI took over the case. We won't need it anymore. ”

"It's changed a lot."

David sighed as he looked around the room.

Brooklyn quietly shifted the subject.

"Why give it to the FBI? Didn't you say it was an accident? ”

He cleaned the room inside and out yesterday, and now the layout of the apartment is very different from the original.

The arrangement of the private space will reflect the owner's personality vividly, and he does not want David to perceive anything.

"Who knows. Command from above. It just so happens that we can easily and easily. ”

David shrugged and complained to Brooklyn as he sat down on the couch

"If it weren't for that, I'd be going to your trial today."

"What's the matter with me?"

Brooklyn handed him a glass of water and sat across from David.

"Look at this."

He brought the computer and pointed out the ACN news to David.

After reading the news, David looked at Brooklyn suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"It only took three days for my case to go to trial, and although the whole process complies with the procedural notarization law, don't you think it's too fast?"

"The case was handled by the second group, and they have always been so fast."

David shifted to a comfortable sitting position and explained further

"Although our first and second teams are homicide teams, usually when a case occurs, the above will make a preliminary judgment on the case. If the case is relatively simple like yours, it will be handed over to the second group. ”

As David explained, Brooklyn understood.

To put it simply, although they are both murder teams, there is also a division of labor.

One group is responsible for more difficult cases, while the second group is responsible for easier cases.

On the surface, he was in the simple category, so he was divided into two groups.

Because the second group often deals with such cases, in order to avoid a backlog of cases, they usually prepare a large number of procedural documents in advance, wait for the case to occur, and directly fill in the blanks after the investigation and hand them over. Procedural documents are not dealt with in a structured manner as a set of documents.

That's why his case was filled out so quickly.

"Don't be suspicious, you should focus on the trial now."

David persuaded.

He hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously

"Have you gone to the doctor?"

Brooklyn was stunned by the question.

"Doctor? What doctor? ”

David sighed and said earnestly

"There's no shame in that, Brooklyn, you're just sick."

Brooklyn realizes that something is not quite right, and he chooses to respond with silence. Regardless of David's bitterness, he just sat there and was silent.

David said for a long time, then finally sighed and turned to speak

"How's the trial? Are you sure? ”

Brooklyn nodded, still silent.

He suddenly realized that it seemed a bit hasty for him to invite this "friend" in a hurry.

He thought he had unearthed all the memories between the two, but now it seems that he didn't.

David said he should go to the doctor, is there something wrong with him?

I didn't find any medical records and medicine during the cleaning yesterday, and I didn't feel unwell, so the disease didn't seem to be serious.