Court E.D.N.Y. 9.

Brooklyn would love to help Mr. Jones.

After a morning of trial, he had already seen that the couple had cheated on each other, and more than once.

The difference is only that the wife has caught her husband cheating, and the husband has nothing.

So, Brooklyn couldn't help Mr. Jones.

He regretfully announced that Nicole had won the case, and that Mr. Jones could not block the divorce and must not pester Nicole......

Kick this strange couple away, and Brooklyn is constantly pleasing the next group.

It was a case he loved.

The driver drove and hit someone, and the person who was hit demanded compensation, but the driver did not admit it.

The facts of the case are simple, not mixed with emotional issues, only need to lay out the facts, be reasonable, and present evidence.

Brooklyn loves this kind of case!

God knows how tormented he was when he got divorced.

He's not a master of emotional mediation, and this isn't a family mediation show!

Based on the dashcam and the evidence provided by the police, Brooklyn quickly cleared up the case and declared the victim's claim for compensation.

This case seems to be the beginning, and he has followed three more cases, all of which have gone exceptionally smoothly, with neither interlocutory appeals nor disobedience to the verdict. Of course, there are no emotional issues involved......

Seeing that the time was approaching six o'clock, Brooklyn stopped the deputy judge's assistant from continuing to summon the client.

"You go and talk to them, and the rest will continue tomorrow."

As he spoke, he sighed to himself.

It is worthy of the federal court in New York City, and it is still quite different from the district court.

The case he is trying today is placed in some remote place, which is enough to call a jury for a formal trial.

However, these cases are only one of the fast-track cases in the E.D.N.Y.

sighed in his heart, and when the acting assistant came back, Brooklyn directly announced the end of today's work.

Back in the office, I took off my robe, changed into my own clothes, thought about it, and grabbed the indictment and stuffed it into a document bag.

As soon as I was about to leave work early, the office door was pushed open.

"Is there anything Ruby?"

"I'm sorry, Brooklyn."

Ruby staggered and squirmed in the doorway, and it took a long time for a word to pop out.

Brooklyn's heart was originally peaceful, and even a little cheerful, but after hearing this, the alarm went off instantly.

"What?"

Brooklyn sat quietly and did not get up.

"I'm sorry about Selena."

Vigilance has decreased.

"Nothing. It's all gone. ”

When he saw Ruby in the morning, he awakened this part of the memory.

At that time, his judge's assistant was sick and resigned, and at that time Kliman Paul was the chief justice of the E.D.N.Y, and Ruby was still the chief justice's assistant.

This is no small position.

At that time, there was a shortage of judges' assistants in Brooklyn, and Kliman was busy trying a juvenile homicide case and didn't bother to pay attention to him, but asked him to go to Ruby, who arranged for Selena for him.

"Your side...... Judges' assistants are also required. ”

"I don't want to find anyone else just yet."

Brooklyn waved to stop Ruby from continuing.

Ruby left slightly disappointed.

Ruby stood at the door, Brooklyn sat in the innermost, the two were more than ten meters apart, and he couldn't see Ruby's movements clearly the whole time.

Seeing Ruby away, Brooklyn grabbed her papers, locked her office, and ran all the way downstairs.

"Hey!"

Brooklyn stood still, a little embarrassed. It's not going to go, it's not going to go.

As he rushed into the parking lot to drive home, someone was wearing a helmet on the muscular motorcycle parked next to him.

Michael seemed happy to see Brooklyn coming. He took off his helmet and greeted Brooklyn happily.

"I ......"

Brooklyn pointed to the car, hesitant to explain.

"Before I became a judge, I wrote to the government proposing to change the end of work to half past five."

Michael said with a smile

"They didn't agree. At that time, I made up my mind that I would leave work at half past five. ”

"Now we do."

Brooklyn smiled perfunctorily and nodded.

How did he respond?

Echo or refute?

"By the way, Ruby, you know each other, right? That's my assistant. ”

After laughing, Michael, still holding his helmet, lifted Ruby.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to go home at all, and he looked like he was going to talk to Brooklyn here until tomorrow morning.

"Well, she's been with E.D.N.Y for over twenty years."

"She's hardworking."

Michael commented, and the conversation changed suddenly.

"Is she married?"

Brooklyn was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but look the direct boss up and down.

Is this the reason not to change the former assistant?

"Hey! Don't look at me like that. ”

Brooklyn's gaze drew some displeasure to Michael, who complained

"You see, I'm single now, and if she's single too, that's fine, right?"

"She's single, but you should ask her about it, Michael."

Michael got off the motorcycle and put his arms around Brooklyn's neck.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner and tell me about Ruby."

With that, Michael hooked Brooklyn to the exit of the parking lot.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Brooklyn only returned to the apartment.

Michael took him to a Mexican restaurant and dragged him to talk to Ruby all night before letting him go until the Mexican restaurant closed.

After taking a shower, Brooklyn lay tired in bed and soon fell asleep.

The indictment that he brought back lay quietly in his bag, not even reading a word.

……

NYPD.

Members of the murder squad gathered in the conference room.

"He's still in prison. The guards said there was nothing unusual about him. ”

With that, Chris handed a list to David.

"Here's his visitor list."

David glanced at the list and handed it to the group.

"Check these people."

"I've seen the scene, and the preliminary judgment is that it was an imitator who committed the crime."

"The rose petals are of the same variety as Hahn."

"Red wine is cheap red wine in the supermarket."

"The murder weapon is very clean, and the techniques are on par with Hahn's, and they are all very professional."

He picked up a photo and pasted it on the whiteboard and began to explain.

"The deceased's name is Ruth, female, 47 years old, married, unemployed, housewife."

"She's not red-haired."

Chris looked at the picture of the deceased and interjected.

"Yes, it's not."

"If it's Hahn who the imitator really imitates, then he should love blonde hair."

David affirmed.

One of the reasons why the Red Devil is called the Red Devil is that the people he picks are all red hair.

The targets of the Red Devil's selection are all middle-aged women, married, unemployed, and housewives.

He will pretend to be a plumber or something, approach the target, and seduce the target.

If the target shows disgust at his seduction, he will abandon the target.

If the subject responds to his seduction, Hahn will tie the subject to the bed, spread rose petals, open a bottle of red wine, and insert a knife into the subject's lower body.

Drink red wine while playing "To Alice", wait for the deceased to die, clean up the traces, and leave the scene.

Hahn's selection of targets can have subtle differences in hair color, and according to the confession, he numbered each of his victims.

For example, Rose Red No. 3.