Chapter 99, the boat of friendship has sunk
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"Quiet!"
"Be quiet!"
The message that Monrika shook out was really ...... contrast, which caused the courtroom to buzz for a moment.
Previously, Donna had always portrayed Emma Gilson as an ordinary high school student, a bit rebellious, with a normal family, and at most weird makeup and hair.
As a result, now Monrika has appeared to say that she directly broke the news that Emma used computer technology to steal things, and she has been stealing for several years!
"Judge!" Dona got up directly: "We apply for an adjournment." β
"The prosecution is still adducing evidence." Brooklyn understood that this was Dona's delaying tactic, but this time did not agree to "dismissal." β
"Prosecution, please continue."
"Emma Gilson smuggled a cell phone in for you, what was it for?"
"She said she would invite me to watch the fun."
As if realizing that the words she said were irreparable, Monrika poured a bamboo tube like a bean.
"She told me to give this devil some color." Monrika gestured to Brooklyn.
"She said that since the murderer is the devil, let him bathe in the holy fire and send him to hell."
"You lied !!"
There was a sudden burst of shouting from the dock.
Emma Gilson propped her hands on the table, her chest heaving violently, and her eyes were full of resentment as she glared at Monrika.
"Defendant lawyer, restrain your client!"
Brooklyn warned.
Donna hurriedly hugged Emma Gilson in an attempt to get her to sit back.
But Emma Gilson stubbornly refused, and just stood there, staring at Monrika resentfully.
Monrika was a little frightened by her staring, and her body trembled slightly.
"Traitor!" Emma Gilson suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at Monrika and yelled.
"You traitor Bichi!"
"You're just like him! You deserve hell too! β
"Traitor!"
"Traitors deserve hell!!"
Emma Gilson looked like a madman, yelling hoarsely ahead.
The bailiff hurriedly stepped forward to restrain her.
"Take her to the observation room to calm down."
Brooklyn commanded with a not-so-good-looking face.
"Let go of me! Traitor! Traitor! β
"We'll find you! Burn you traitor!! β
"Traitor !!!"
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"Don't go around, there's something to talk about."
In the inner courtroom, Brooklyn was working on the dossier while Bob paced back and forth in his office.
Hearing this, Bob stopped and came to Brooklyn and asked
"What do you think kids think now?"
"How do I know, I'm not a girl, and I'm not a child now."
"My son is about to start junior high school." Bob chattered, "I listened to Monrika Russell's narrative today, and I was really worried about him. β
"What if the girlfriend he's looking for happens to be Monrika and Emma, what do you think we should do?"
"Leon quarreled with her, and she didn't barbecue our whole family?"
Leon is the name of Bob's son.
"If you're really fine, go to Judge Michael's office and keep an eye on it." Brooklyn put down his pen and looked up, "The bailiffs who just finished training are coming down." Let's see if we can grab another one. β
"Also, what do you think? Lyon fell in love in junior high school? β
"Mary and I have been together since we were kids, what happened to junior high school?"
Bob said nonchalantly.
"Is junior high school too early?" Brooklyn thought for a moment, then pondered and asked, "Junior high school, both physically and psychologically, is still immature, at this time...... Not quite right? β
Bob looked at Brooklyn with his mouth wide open, surprised.
It took him a moment to react, and he took two steps back, pointing at Brooklyn with a look of disdain.
"What are you thinking about Brooklyn?"
"Who said you have to play cards when you fall in love?"
"Oh my God! My God! What are you thinking? What's in your head? β
"Lyon is a baptized !!"
"Christians are all over the world, and it is rare to strictly abide by the rules and promise that there will be no pre-marital card play."
Brooklyn shrugged.
"I don't want to stay with you anymore! I'd better go check the list! β
Bob shook his arm in disgust and trotted away.
Brooklyn looked at the empty office and wondered why he was arguing with Bob about such an issue.
On February 2, 2018, it did not go as he wished.
After the person was taken away, Dona gritted her teeth and insisted, using mad dog tactics to delay all the way closer.
Brooklyn had to adjourn the court and let everyone go to lunch.
Before the afternoon trial, Dona went to the inner court and said that she wanted to bring in new witnesses, but the new witnesses were far away from New York and needed time.
The wait is four days.
Brooklyn had to give Donna an ultimatum that if she continued to delay the trial without reason, she could be considered a waiver.
After trying all kinds of things but still unable to change Brooklyn, Dona immediately agreed to hold a court session in the afternoon.
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Tuesday, February 6, 2018.
In Court No. 9, Emma's case reopened after a four-day hiatus.
"Does the prosecution have any questions for witnesses?"
Monrika is no longer as lively as she was four days ago, and her whole person looks very bad.
"Nope."
Four days ago, Monrika had almost explained everything that should be and should not be explained.
According to Monrika, on the afternoon of her detention, Emma approached her, fought for her, prepared to burn Brooklyn, and gave her a cell phone to watch the 'live' in the detention room.
In Monrika's description, Emma was completely in charge of the apartment building tragedy, and the plan was detailed and elaborate, and the results of the police investigation were largely the same.
This adds credibility to her words.
After all, she was in a detention cell at the time of the crime.
"Defense, do you have any questions for the witnesses?"
Dona shook her head.
"Witness, you can leave."
Monrika lowered her head and didn't move.
"Monrika Russell?"
Brooklyn raised her voice slightly.
As if frightened, Monrika looked up sharply, her face pale.
"Hug ...... Sorry"
She whispered a word and hurriedly got up and left the courtroom.
"We are applying to list my client, Emma Gilson, as a witness." Donna stood up and said, "She...... There is something to say. β
Emma Gilson was quickly brought to the witness stand.
I haven't seen her for four days, Emma's figure is still the same, but her eyes always give people a crazy feeling.
Emma Gilson, who sat on the witness stand, furrowed her eyebrows together, her eyelids raised, her bags tightened, and her lips pursed in a straight line.
Brooklyn returns the Bible to Bob and gets a full view of Emma's expression.
"Please take care to control your client's emotions."
He admonished.
Emma Gilson's expression is familiar to Brooklyn, and many of the horror FZ and gunmen have this facial expression before they are ready to make a move.
Dona nodded, just as it was the same as the previous 'Judge's Bias Reminder'.
In order to get Emma Gilson to sit on the witness stand, she spent a lot of time persuading.