Brooklyn eventually approved Wood Ward's application.

Judging from the current trial process, the conviction of Emma Gilson's charges is almost a certainty, and the sentencing is naturally taken into account by Brooklyn.

The Federation has an extraordinarily tolerant attitude towards minors, which is one of the reasons for the rampant lawlessness of people like Emma Gilson.

As a result, whether Emma Gilson is an adult or a minor in the official perception has become crucial for Brooklyn.

If Emma Gilson is found to be an adult, Brooklyn will not hesitate to apply for the death penalty, and if he is recognized as a minor, applying for the death penalty for Emma Gilson will cause him a lot of trouble and criticism.

In other cases, Brooklyn's 'harsh sentencing' label only brought him praise, and people thought he was a jealous and righteous judge, but this case is different.

This case has aroused widespread concern in the society, once Emma Gilson is recognized as a minor, and Brooklyn does not apply for the death penalty again, it will not be a "justice judge with a harsh sentence", but an "executioner who murders minors".

After sending Wood Ward and Dona away and submitting a request for bone age testing, Bob walked in with a strange look on his face.

"What's that look on your face?"

Brooklyn, who was uncomfortable as Bob spun around, couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't you tell me to go to Judge Michael?"

Bob immediately opened the conversation, pulled over a chair and sat across from Brooklyn, and began to talk endlessly.

"The rookie list is down. We were assigned a veteran from the Navy SEALs. ”

Brooklyn was slightly stunned, and for a moment failed to connect Bob's 'Navy SEALs' with Ray.

He only knew what Ray was in the army and what he did, he didn't know very well, and he didn't ask much.

After all, Ray's way of leaving the army was to rely on a military court, and then asking him about his affairs in the army was a bit suspicious of revealing people's scars. Lei usually never mentions his military experience.

"Navy SEALs!"

Bob gestured twice excitedly, his eyes full of envy.

"I've looked through everyone's profiles, and this is the best of the bunch, Brooklyn, you're amazing!"

Bob gave Brooklyn a thumbs up.

"Aren't you afraid he'll get into trouble?"

Brooklyn asked with a smile.

In the Federation, the military is not a respected profession, and the phrase 'a good man is not a soldier, and a good iron is not a nail' is very appropriate in the Federation.

Due to the continuous foreign war of the Federation, every year a large number of soldiers who retire from the battlefield, these soldiers are either disabled or suffer from PTSD, and the government will not arrange for them, but will distribute a sum of money to send them away from the army.

These soldiers are accustomed to the routine of the army, life on the battlefield, and if they return to society without any adjustment, they will immediately become a burden on society.

Tramps, gangsters, brawls, homicides...... Everything that is associated with violence and instability has to do with them.

They have gone from being fighters who 'fought for the country' to being a cancer in society, and everyone is shunning them.

They are synonymous with trouble!

"My father was a soldier." Bob shook his head and said seriously, "I know them, they have a bad temper and often do things to the people around them, but that's not their fault. ”

It's not their fault, whose fault is it?

Brooklyn didn't think much about it, and said with a smile, "Ray is my brother, and when he joins Court No. 9, I can introduce you to each other." ”

"That's great!" Bob's eyes lit up and he exclaimed.

After going through the file for a while, when it was time to get off work, Brooklyn changed his clothes and drove away.

He didn't go back with his paperwork bag today because the time for leaving work had already been arranged.

"Where are you?"

Turning the car off Hoover Avenue onto the slip road, Brooklyn sent Ray a text message.

Moments later, Ray sent a list of addresses with a photo of a pile of paint buckets.

"You'd better hurry! I'm going to freeze to death!! ”

Enter the address into the car navigation and follow the navigation all the way, fortunately, the place Lei found is remote enough, and the off-duty time is not too congested.

Even so, it was already dark when he drove the car in front of Ray.

Together with Ray, he loaded the paint bucket and other messy tools into the car, opened the navigation again, selected the address of the three-story house, and Ray sat in the passenger seat with a pizza box.

"We're going to finish at least the third floor today."

Ray set the workload, not giving Brooklyn a chance to object, opened the pizza box, grabbed a piece of pizza and took a big bite.

"Hurry up!"

Ray swallowed his pizza and said at Nunu.

Brooklyn rolled his eyes and withdrew his outstretched hand, glanced at the steaming pizza, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, started the car, and slammed off the accelerator.

The sudden acceleration caused Ray to lean back for a while, and a box of pizza almost slapped in the face.

"Hey!"

He hurriedly raised his arm, held the box steadily, and shouted at Brooklyn in dissatisfaction.

Brooklyn turned a blind eye and continued to speed up, speeding all the way to the gate of the courtyard of the three-story house on the edge of Brooklyn.

In the past few days, Ray has been going through the procedures for buying a house, running before and after to renovate the house, and Brooklyn has never been here. Yesterday, yesterday, Ray finally broke out, urging Brooklyn to come and help as well.

"Don't forget, she's half as good!"

Ray said with an oath.

Brooklyn had to agree to come over after work and paint the walls with Ray.

Parking the car, Brooklyn was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by lightning.

Ray put down the cold pizza box, one arm in front of Brooklyn, and a hand to his mouth.

Hush~

Ray made a silent gesture and pointed into the courtyard.

Brooklyn immediately tensed up and looked out into the yard with some unease.

On the steps of the entrance of the three-story house, a little red light flickered slightly.

Looking back, Ray had already opened the car door lightly, hiding next to the car with his waist bent, reaching behind his waist with one hand, and slowly pulling out a pistol.

Click~

With a soft sound, the safety opens.

The thunder cat took broken steps and squatted quickly outside the fence.

The red light on the steps rose and fell to the ground at a rapid pace, disappearing.

Thunder suddenly burst out, kicked open the courtyard door, and yelled into the darkness

"Stop!"

"Hands up!"

Brooklyn turned on the headlights, only to find that there was a man standing about five meters in front of Ray.

The man was wearing a pair of leather gloves and a black trench coat, and he confronted Ray with a pistol in one hand, and reached into his arms with the other, slowly pulling out a card.

"I'm looking for Judge Brooklyn Lee."

The stranger said.

"Drop the gun on the ground and kick it!"

Ray shouted at him.

"I'm looking for Judge Brooklyn Lee."

The stranger slowly raised his pistol and repeated again.

Ray did not let his guard down because the stranger took the initiative to remove the muzzle of the gun, he took the gun, came to the stranger step by step, grabbed the pistol and threw it on the ground, and quickly twisted the stranger's hands behind his back, pressing him to bend over and come to the car.

"Blue?"

Ray pins the stranger against the hood and asks Brooklyn what to do next.