Chapter 91, I Hack Myself?
E.D.N.Y, an intimate conversation room.
Bang!
Donna threw the bag on the table with a muffled noise that startled Emma and Nora.
"You didn't mention this to me."
Dona said this, walked around with her waist crossed, came to Emma, brushed her hair behind her back, and repeated.
"You didn't mention this to me!!"
"You said you never showed up at the scene, you said you were at a friend's house at the time of the crime."
"You didn't mention this to me!!"
She repeated.
Bang!
Donna slammed the table in indignation.
The client would deceive the lawyer, Dona had known and encountered it countless times, but no client had dared to blatantly reverse right and wrong in such an important place.
As early as the preparation stage, she emphasized to Emma many times that she had to tell her anything and confess to her.
After submitting the list of evidence, she also took note of the evidence and specifically questioned Emma.
How did Emma answer her?
"That's not me!"
"I was at a friend's house, partying."
"It can't be me!"
"I swear! Swear to God! β
Sierra was there to help, and Nora followed suit.
The result?
"Lawyer Dona, is it bad now?"
Nora asked cautiously.
"No, it's not bad." Donna taunted, "You can visit Serra and talk to her about how to anger the judge again." It's better to lock me up too. β
"We can add money." After a moment of silence, Nora gritted her teeth and said, "The lawyer's fee will be increased by another 10 points." If you win the case, we will retain you as legal counsel for the organization. β
Dona sighed and explained helplessly
"The other party's evidence directly links her to this case."
In this way, the seemingly useless homework he did before will have an immediate effect. The jury would recall what he had said yesterday and follow his train of thought, wondering what she had really done. β
"Now the situation is very bad for us."
"Originally, you told me that she had never been to the scene, but I believed it to be true, and the defense strategy was to start from the computer technology aspect. As long as the suspicion of computer technology is ruled out, she will be completely removed from this case. β
"But now because you're lying, my defense strategy is full of holes. I need a new defense strategy! Damn it!! β
Donna's lips quirmed, she cursed silently, and asked with a serious expression, "Now, I need you to tell me honestly, is there anything else to hide from me besides this matter?" β
"Nothing"
The three of them met their eyes, and Donna stared at them until they both lowered their heads before speaking.
"It's better to be like this."
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Minutes later, the trial resumed.
The office building's cleaner had arrived, a tall, thin black man like a bamboo pole, named Owen.
Bob handed the Bible to Brooklyn, and after Owen swore it, he took it and muttered that he didn't know what he was talking about, wiping the cover with his hand as he muttered.
Brooklyn glanced at Bob and didn't speak.
"You're a cleaner on the top floor of an office building?"
Wood Ward's first question was blunt, but before Irving could answer, Donna stood up and shouted
βObjection!β
"Inducing questions!"
Brooklyn glanced at Dona, "The opposition works." β
"What do you do in an office building?"
Wood Ward followed suit, quickly adjusted the problem, and made a comeback.
"Cleaning, I'm a cleaner in an office building, negative... Responsible for cleaning the top floor. β
Owen obviously had no such experience, and was frightened for a while, and he spoke in a slurred manner.
Wood Ward continued to ask with a straight face, "What about the rooftop, what does it have to do with you?" Do you need to clean it too? β
βObjection!β
Owen, who opened his mouth to speak, was frightened.
Dona's voice resumed
"Multiple questions!"
"The objection is invalid." Brooklyn stared at Dona and warned, "Do you want him to object every time he asks a question?" β
Dona shook her head.
Brooklyn snorted, expressing displeasure, and motioned for Wood to continue.
"The boss of the company at the top asked me to take care of it."
Owen said with a shudder
"The people in their company like to raise flowers on the roof, and he privately hired me to help him take care of the flowers on the roof, and when no one in their company is around, I have to go up and water the flowers every day, and give me $50 each time."
"What were you doing at 6 p.m. on December 26, 2017?"
Brooklyn looked into the dock.
Donna got up to shout, collided with Brooklyn's gaze, gritted her teeth and sat back.
"I... On that day, their company had a holiday, and the boss of the company called me and asked me not to forget to go to the roof of the building to see the flowers before leaving at night. It is said that the weather is too cold, and I am afraid that the flowers will be frozen. β
"Their company's working hours are very relaxed, and there is still a holiday on the 26th, and there is no one on the top floor at all, and there is no garbage. I was thinking about the flowers on the roof.
In fact, I spent a lot of time taking care of me, and I have already taken care of my feelings, even if he doesn't give me money, I will definitely take care of it. β
"I cleaned the top floor early that day, and I remember as if the sun hadn't set yet. I saw that the weather was good, so I went up and opened the plastic film to let the flowers breathe.
I didn't feel at ease when I opened it, so I rested for a while in the corridor on the top floor, and then fell asleep in a daze. β
"When I woke up, I heard a lot of noise outside, and an apartment building in the distance was on fire, and the fire was very large.
I was frightened, and I quickly got up, and I saw a figure running through the stairwell. I had just woken up and had a little cramp in my leg, and I couldn't catch up after a few steps. β
Wood Ward nodded, and continued to ask, "Can you describe what that back looks like?" β
Brooklyn looked at the dock again, and Donna half-sat up, a little embarrassed.
"That's supposed to be a girl." Owen recalled.
"Why girls?"
"Because she has braids."
"I was carrying a black school bag, the zipper was not closed, and something was half exposed, as if it was a computer.
I've seen a similar one in their company, and I remember the logo. β
Owen gestured, drawing a niche computer brand logo.
Wood Ward didn't dwell on these details.
She was wearing what seemed to be black boots and a pink down jacket. Hair is gray. β
"Flowers?" Wood Ward asked, "Can you describe it?" β
"Hmm... Her hair was dyed in several colors, blue, pink, yellow, white, and green, all of which were colorful. β
"Isn't that so?"
Woodward pointed sideways to the dock.
In the dock, Emma Gilson looked up at Wood Ward with an unhappy expression.
Owen glanced at it and nodded repeatedly.