Chapter 62, Explosive Video

Brooklyn has always believed in one thing: if you don't go to court, you can't go to court.

Because above the courtroom, no matter how good the relationship is, it will be destroyed to pieces.

In the courtroom, every bit of your past will be picked up and placed under a magnifying glass for people to study and taste repeatedly.

The Carrolls aptly confirmed Brooklyn's point. As soon as they came up, they put two ultimates.

After Mr. Carroll applied, he released a video of his wife's cheating in public, which was in high definition throughout the whole process, and the shooting technique was comparable to that of a professional H film company photographer.

In the picture, Mrs. Carroll is scantily clad and has a beautiful atmosphere, twisting her seductive waist to open the door, inviting her lover in, and after setting up the camera, the two hug and kiss......

As soon as the video started, it was very exciting, and everyone watched it with relish.

Mr. Carroll was unconcerned about the video of his wife's affair being played, staring intently at the screen. Mrs. Carroll was expressionless, except to give her husband a hard look at the beginning of the video.

Brooklyn stopped the video as the two collapsed on the bed.

"Orn."

He waved at Orn, motioning for Orn to come over.

"Remember me?"

Orn took two steps, turned around and picked his brother up from the stroller and walked to the judge's bench.

Brooklyn stepped out of the bench and bent over to level Orn.

"Orn, how do you feel? You okay? We haven't been in touch since that day. ”

Orn raised his face, his eyes flushed, and his face was full of pleading.

It's hard to imagine that a six or seven-year-old child has such a rich expression.

"Judge Brooklyn, I shouldn't have gone to you, I was wrong. You don't want Mom and Dad to divorce, okay? I promise never to go to you again. ”

Brooklyn crouched down and asked in harmony

"Why don't you want your parents to divorce?"

Divorce is a very common occurrence in the federal union.

"I heard ......"

“…… Mom and Dad divorced, Kent and I were going to be sent to a welfare home, and I didn't want to be separated from Kent. There is a big bad wolf in the welfare house, and Kent is still so small, he will definitely be eaten by the big bad wolf. ”

"Don't let your parents divorce, okay, I'll never go to you again. I was wrong, wow-"

The more Orn spoke, the more anxious he became, and he burst into tears.

Brooklyn hugged Orn and patted him lightly on the back, not knowing what to say.

He has never had a child in his life, and he can't coax a child at all.

Brooklyn looked up and looked at Nelly pleadingly, who rolled her eyes and pointed to the typewriter in front of her, indicating that she wanted to help too, but no one had recorded it since she left.

Brooklyn could only hand Kent to Nelly, pick up Orn himself, gently pat him on the back, and walk back and forth in the courtroom.

"Okay, everyone knows what's behind this video, so there's no need to play it."

With that, he walked over to Bob, who pulled out a lollipop out of nowhere, and Brooklyn quickly peeled off the candy wrapper and handed it to Orn.

Orn's eyes looked longing, but he didn't reach for it, just shook his head, and continued to lie on Brooklyn's shoulder, holding his neck and staring at Kent.

"But ......"

"Alright." Brooklyn gently tudled and turned to stop Mr. Carroll from continuing.

"Mr. Carroll, for little Orn's sake and little Kent's sake, do something that a husband should do."

"Your Excellency, no offense is intended, but it is our right to give evidence."

The unqualified lawyer stood up and retorted.

"This video helps the court to better understand the situation."

"Do you understand the facts of the case, or do you understand how to play cards?" Brooklyn asked rhetorically, "Don't you even know how to play cards, and you still need to watch others play cards to learn?" ”

Brooklyn raised her chin and told Bob to turn off the screen and look at Mrs. Carroll.

"What about you, Lady Carroll, do you have anything to say?"

Mrs. Carroll glanced at Mr. Carroll, and her lawyer stood up and handed over a videotape as well.

"This is the courtroom, not the astringent video room."

Brooklyn gave a warning, and Bob played the video.

At the beginning of the picture, there are uncomfortable dark red and blue lights. Then, the camera moves to encompass the entire space.

It is a cubicle of less than 10 square meters, with an intricate metal shelf in the center of the cubicle and a wall covered with sex toys.

Then, the camera pans to the door. A blindfolded man, with a chain around his neck, climbed in.

Before the man could do something more excessive, Brooklyn got the remote control and paused the scene in time.

He took a deep breath, swept his gaze over the Carrolls and the gallery behind them, turned to the judge's bench, picked up the gavel and tapped it gently.

"You didn't apply for a closed hearing, I don't know why."

Facing the quiet courtroom, Brooklyn gently hugged Orn in his arms and said solemnly

"If these two videos can satisfy the weird exhibitionism between your husband and wife, now you are."

He turned to Bob and said

"For the record, Mr. Carroll and Mrs. Carroll were fined $1,000 for contempt of court, and both parties were required to work in the community for 300 hours after the case was over! During this period, both parties must report to the court on a weekly basis! ”

"I know that this is a legal and compliant evidence, but the party presenting the evidence should consider the social impact of the evidence before presenting the evidence. If you don't think there's anything wrong with that, why don't you record your card playing and send it to ACN for full federal play? ”

Brooklyn stopped the unqualified lawyer's mouth with a word, and turned to look at the Carrolls, watching their expressions of happiness and hatred, and a wave of anger rushed up.

He couldn't understand how bad it must be before the couple would choose to record such a private thing and broadcast it in public.

Or play it in front of your own children!

"In the next trial, I hope that the prosecution and defense can control their emotions."

Feeling that Orn in his arms seemed to be asleep, Brooklyn carried him back to the bench and sat down.

Bob tried to come over and pick up Orn, but found that Orn was asleep with his arms around Brooklyn and couldn't pull it away.

"Alright, now Mr. Carroll, tell me about your claims, your indictment is too rudimentary."

Brooklyn clumsily put one hand on Orn's back to keep him from falling out, and with the other he grabbed the gavel and struck it symbolically.

"The media in the auditorium, remind you that you can take pictures, but please turn off the flash."

The unqualified lawyer stood up, coughed, and said loudly

"Our ......"

He was interrupted by Brooklyn as soon as he started.

"I'm not deaf, can you be quieter?" He patted Orn in his arms gently, "Don't you see anyone sleeping here?" ”

The lawyer looked around in embarrassment and spoke again.

"Our client can fulfill the obligation of support, but will transfer the custody to the other party, and at the same time, according to the prenuptial agreement, the marital property will be fully vested in our party......"

The unqualified lawyer is still saying that the discussion has begun to ring out in the auditorium below.

Even these layman reporters could tell how wrong the unqualified lawyer's statement was.

This group of reporters obsesses into the courtroom every day, and it may not be perfect for them to write the indictment directly, but the dictation is definitely not as bad as that of an unqualified lawyer.

What is this all about? One sentence in the east and one sentence in the west, the preface does not match the afterword, and there is no logic.

Bang!

When she heard about the marital property, Mrs. Carroll was indignant, and the tables and chairs beside her creaked and creaked, and she looked hideous, cursed and swore in her mouth, and threw herself at Mr. Carroll.

Wow –

Kent, who had been quiet, was woken up and burst into tears.

Orn, in Brooklyn's arms, moved, and just opened his eyes just in time to see his parents scuffling together.