This Christmas, the three brothers had a very fulfilling time.

David is busy with the suicide case in the dark, and Brooklyn prepares for Ray.

The federal Christmas holiday is not as long as in European countries, with only one day on the afternoon of the 24th and the 25th. [Note 1]

In a day and a half, I can't actually do much preparation.

There is no way for Ray to be admitted to law school in a day and a half, there is no way for Ray to graduate from law school in a day and a half, and there is no way for Ray to be like Selena in a day and a half - in terms of work ability alone, Selena can be regarded as a qualified judge's assistant.

For a day and a half, Brooklyn could only teach Marshal Ray what to do.

Michael plans to make Ray a bailiff first, and then a judge's assistant through the regular promotion channel. It's a reasonable path to advancement.

………………

The busy Christmas holiday is over, and the two men have not gone anywhere in David's house.

December 26, the end of the Christmas holidays, Courtroom No. 9.

"Please all stand and Court E.D.N.Y. 9 is now in session, presided by the Honourable Judge Brooklyn Lee,"

Bob remained dutifully as a cameo assistant and was unaffected by Brooklyn's rejection.

"You may be seated."

The sound of squirming and sneering sounded.

Case No. 017-EDNY09-084. Brooklyn lowered his head, opened the indictment, and read, "Prosecution sues Monrika Russell, second-degree arson? ”

Brooklyn looked up blankly and looked at the dock.

There, sitting, a bad girl with dyed hair, staring at him with hatred.

What's the situation? Arson of the second degree? Female?

Arson in the Federation is a very serious crime. Even if it is a second-degree arson crime, the starting point is six years.

Arson, however, is usually committed by men, and very few women commit it by arson.

Also, isn't this the little girl who protested against the death penalty?

Brooklyn couldn't help but look up again, still a little dazed.

Just a Christmas, and the little girl will live herself in?

In a day and a half, he went from a little wild cat with teeth and claws to a suspect of a Class B felony?

"Pre-trial today."

Brooklyn finished the rest of the words, organized himself a little, and spoke again.

"Ms. Monrika Russell, before the pre-trial begins, I would like to ask a question, are you an adult this year?"

Monrika sat there with a big grin, and instead of answering, she blew out a big bubble.

Syllable~

The bubble burst with a soft thud, accompanied by a faintly audible snort.

"Your Excellency, according to police information, she is 22 years old."

Prosecutor Jerry stood up.

Brooklyn looked up and down and looked at Jerry.

"Are you sure, prosecutor?"

Brooklyn asked, pointing at Monrica with a 'I don't believe it' expression.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Jerry said, handing over a copy of Monrika's profile. The non-essential parts have been blacked out, but the two Arabic numerals 22 are clearly written in the age column.

The date of birth column reads '1995-9-28'.

It's an adult.

Brooklyn looked at Monrica with a look of hell.

The girl has freckles on her face, her hair is combed into two braids, she wears colorful clothes, chews bubble gum in her mouth, and in addition to her physical development and height, she is a flat version of Harley Quinn.

The little sister who shines the comic into reality!

But with this green face, you told me that you were 22 years old?

Brooklyn looked at the defense lawyer with a look of suspicion, wanting to hear what he had to say.

In the Federation, 18 is the legal age for the right to vote, which is generally the age of majority and the minimum age for military service and employment. However, 21 is usually considered the legal age of majority in the judiciary.

This is because federal law still has a number of restrictions on 'adults' under the age of 21. For example, alcohol and tobacco may not be sold to those under the age of 21, and entertainment establishments may not be open to those under the age of 21, even if they are over 18 years old and an 'adult'.

If the high-profile Harley Quinn is not yet 21 years old, many of the issues that arise in the subsequent trial will not be a problem, and may become the focus of contention between the two sides.

The courts, for their part, will also rule diametrically opposed to each other on certain issues depending on whether Monrika is over 21 years of age.

Even Monrika's age will directly affect the final verdict of the case and where she should go if she is found guilty.

…………

Lawyers for the defence said nothing.

There is police information provided by the prosecution, and the defense has no response, it seems that the age is real, but this version of Harley Quinn looks young.

Brooklyn relieved himself and continued with the procedure.

"According to the indictment, you set fire to a fast-food restaurant at 337 First Avenue at around 9:40 p.m. on December 24, 2017, after you had several altercations with the restaurant and threatened to burn it." [Note 2]

"Is this true?"

At this stage, rumors can be used as evidence, and the preliminary trial is not as strict as the main trial.

Monrika hugged her chest, spat out another bubble, and proudly admitted it.

"You have to be clear that if you are convicted of second-degree arson, you will face a minimum sentence of six years."

Brooklyn confirmed.

Monrika chewed bubble gum and finally spoke.

"I didn't set it on fire."

"Of course, a blind man like you might give me a death sentence."

"Murderer!"

Monrika's words startled the lawyer, and even Prosecutor Jerry couldn't help but look sideways, wanting to see what kind of person dared to provoke the judge in such a court.

Lawyer Tom hurriedly got up to make amends

"Your Excellency, I mean ......"

Brooklyn raised his hand to stop Tom's search.

"Tom, I can hear what she's saying, and what she's saying is no more incomprehensible than a handbook issued by the court."

"Of course, I won't bother with her, this is only the first time."

Tom nodded hurriedly.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I promise that there will never be a second ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Monrica 'cut', rolled her eyes, and got up and left the table with a look of disdain.

Tom was dumbfounded.

Jerry petrified on the spot.

Brooklyn was dumbfounded.

Bob, Nelly and other people in the court have their brains down.

What does that mean?

Leave the courtroom!

"Your Excellency Judge......"

Tom reacted, and the cold sweat came down, and he quickly looked at Brooklyn, anxious to explain.

Brooklyn didn't speak, just watched Monrika leave, the sound of slamming doors echoing through the quiet courtroom.

He set his eyes on Tom to see how Tom explained it, how he made it up.

Under Brooklyn's gaze, Lawyer Tom was sweating profusely, but he couldn't say a word.

"The defendant has pleaded not guilty, and in view of the defendant's several contempts of court, a fine of $1,000 and no bail were imposed!"