Saturday, March 24. Brooklyn joins Ray in a solemn black suit to attend Wood Ward's funeral.

Wood Ward's funeral was presided over by his older brother and helped by several cousins. Except for saying 'condolences' to the family, Brooklyn didn't say a word the whole time.

Wood Ward's older brother was impressed with Brooklyn, the only friend his brother had ever brought home since he was a child.

After the Attorney's Office's boss, Wood Webster, delivered an impassioned eulogy, he invited Brooklyn to come forward and say a few words.

Before, Brooklyn sat in the corner and watched Wood Webster's performance coldly. In Brooklyn's eyes, he was like a circus monkey, yelling at the crowd.

A speech with rich oratorical techniques and elaborate drafting was read by the monkey at Wood Ward's funeral.

He used it as a stage for speeches! Think of Wood Ward's friends and family as voters! He's here for the footage not far away!

Brooklyn observed Wood Webster's micro-expression and had a conclusion in his mind. Then he got up to take Wood Webster's place.

The two staggered, and Wood Webster gave him a gentle hug, then turned his head, avoided relatives and friends, and wiped his eyes in front of the camera, successfully attracting a shutter sound of Kacha Kacha.

Brooklyn stood on the stage, looking at the red-eyed and wooden-faced family members in the front row, and was silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"Wood Ward and I are not friends in the traditional sense......" [Note 1] After finishing the eulogy, Brooklyn smiled and waved at the tomb not far away.

Brooklyn didn't stay at the funeral for long, and after the funeral was over, he simply spoke to Wood Ward's brother, handed him a business card, told him that he had something to call and left.

Before he could get out of the cemetery, a familiar and strange person stopped his way. Ray vigilantly reached out to support the visitor's chest, warning the other party not to come any closer.

Brooklyn stopped and shook his head at Thunder.

"Congressman Reilly W. Winston." He said

"Hello." Reilly Winston squirmed his lips and nodded at Brooklyn.

"Judge Brooklyn, I think we need to talk."

"What are you talking about?" Brooklyn asked.

"Your friend." Winston looked around, saw a camera behind a tree not far away, and asked Brooklyn apologetically

"Can we change places?"

"Yes." Winston breathed a sigh of relief and invited the two to get into his car. The car drove away from the cemetery at a fast pace in the Mediterranean and parked in an empty parking lot two blocks away.

Mediterranean opened the door and jumped out of the car, holding on to the door frame and staring at Lei Meng. After Brooklyn nodded slightly, Ray snorted and jumped out of the car.

The two closed the door and stood guard outside the car. Only Brooklyn and Reilly Winston were left in the car.

"I didn't kill people." Reilly Winston's first words surprised Brooklyn.

"I didn't know what Jerry had done." His second sentence made Brooklyn laugh a little.

"Jerry didn't arrange for Jerry to go to the Attorney's Office, I didn't even know he had been there. Until Prosecutor Wood Ward was killed, some media reviewed the Logan Law Firm's case. Reilly Winston's third sentence made Brooklyn think he was playing monkey tricks on himself.

If that's the kind of thing that comes next, shouldn't I just find an excuse to leave to save time?

Brooklyn thought to herself.

"Judge Brooklyn," Reilly Winston said earnestly, turning his body and his upper body toward Brooklyn

"I'm running for governor, so there's no need to do that at this point."

"If it was really me who instructed me, I could just abandon him and find a way to get him out after the election was successful." There is some truth to that.

Brooklyn rolled his eyes, observed Reilly Winston's expression, and said in a deep voice

"Two of my good friends, two good prosecutors, were killed."

"Councilor Winston, they're dead!" Brooklyn stared at Winston for a moment, not finding a look of guilt or remorse on his face, and continued

"I am a judge, not a police officer, and if Mr. Winston is afraid that I will disrupt your campaign plans, you can rest assured that I am a professional judge and I know what to do and what not to do. I'm not interested in who is the governor. "Brooklyn didn't quite understand why Winston was coming to talk to him.

As he said, he was a judge and couldn't even think of a gubernatorial race. Winston came to talk to him at this time, just as Hahn met Director Reagan on the subway, and then chatted about his own red devil.

"Judge Brooklyn." As Brooklyn pondered Winston's purpose for opening the conversation, Winston spoke.

"You are a man of integrity." He said

"After learning that Jerry was suspected of obstructing justice, I looked through your past trials." Brooklyn stared at him for a moment, feeling a little amused.

A state legislator who is about to run for governor and has a good chance of winning, a politician, says he has integrity.

What's even worse is that the eyes look at him are very sincere! That's what he thought! Brooklyn felt like she was overly sad and hallucinating.

"I'm getting ready to run for governor." He's still talking

"I can find out when I have time." Winston touched it, pulled a note out of his pocket and handed it over

"Next weekend I'm ready to attend the commemoration at Baruch Academy." It's no secret that Baruch College will hold a mourning event next weekend to commemorate the students who died in the cafeteria bombing.

Brooklyn glanced at the note, which showed the exact time and location of the event.

"It's always painful to remember the dead." Before parting, Brooklyn said a word, and Winston nodded approvingly.

The next day, in the same cemetery, in the same suit, Brooklyn came to Ben Stone's funeral.

Ben Stone's parents have died, he is not married, has no children, has never heard him mention his family, and his funeral was presided over by the District Attorney's Office.

Wood Webster prepared a eulogy that was very similar to that of Wood Ward, and he spoke on the stage with great emotion.

At the end of his speech, he raised his right hand and clenched his fist and shouted "God bless the Federation," which amused Brooklyn.

Brooklyn left before the funeral was over. waited until everyone dispersed, Brooklyn went and returned, holding a bouquet of flowers in front of the monument, standing silently for a long time, and leaving silently.

Photos of Brooklyn leaving early at Wood Ward's funeral in Ben Stone were published.

ABC took the trouble to caption the photo with the caption 'Best Friend or Show? Why was Judge Brooklyn Lee, who claimed to be a friend of Ben Stone's friend, absent from the funeral?

Less than an hour after the news was posted on the homepage of the website, he was slapped in the face. A published a number of funeral photographs, with a photo of Brooklyn standing alone in front of the monument after the funeral as the front page, accompanied by captions

The yellow-skinned judge had the usual delicacy and restraint of an Oriental, and he preferred to catch up with his old friends alone and quietly than pretend to be strong in front of everyone. Perhaps, this is the real best friend! "The second picture of the accompanying text is a photo of Wood Webster at the funeral, they not only put more than a dozen photos, but also 'intimately' posted the two eulogies of Wood Webster before and after for comparison, and accompanied the text under the photo of Wood Webster raising his right fist

"It's debatable whether God blesses the Commonwealth, but what does that have to do with Prosecutor Ben Stone? If the naïve Commonwealth, the murderer who burned Ben Stone and Wood Ward should have been caught by now, instead of chanting the God God Commonwealth speech at the funeral of the deceased," the Harvard Law School's social media account reprinted the report, accompanied by a commentary

"You are not God". Wood Webster was so angry that his eyes darkened, and he almost went to accompany Ben Stone and Wood Ward.

…………………… March 26, 9:10 a.m., Courtroom No. 9. Due to the willingness of both parties to hear in private, the crowded auditorium on weekdays is empty, but the courtroom seems to be much more spacious.

Bob pushed open the door and walked into the courtroom, holding his stomach open and clearing his throat.

"Please all stand, e. . Court Y.9 is now in session, presided by the Honourable Judge Brooklyn Lee. His voice was loud, but if one compared it with his voice when he first became a judge's assistant, his voice became much more powerful.

Compared to a few months ago, his belly has also come from at least March and April to July and August. Since there is no audit, there is no hustle and bustle, and there is always a flash that I forget to turn off.

The thirty or forty people on both sides of the prosecution and defense watched quietly as Brooklyn stood on the judge's bench, and sat down one after another after Brooklyn waved his hand.

This kind of well-ordered court puts Brooklyn in a much better mood.

"018-ESNY09-017, Christina Besili, Jessica Jones, Emma Forfrost...... v. Berwick Barot, Barrett Baggs...... Indecency and ** crimes, jury selection is now conducted. Brooklyn read out the process to show fairness and justice, and finally announced that the selection had begun.

The jury was set at nine, and both sides had a total of 16 unwarranted selection attempts. On the plaintiff's bench, Benjamin was confident, straightened his suit, and came to the jury.

"Today we're going to talk about evolution." He clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest, looking confident.

"The theory of evolution holds that natural selection is the survival of the fittest." As the conversation progressed, Benjamin came to the jury bench, less than half a meter away from the first row.

"Now a pack of wolves has surrounded a herd of elk, and the elk are shivering with fright and wailing, and the wolves are shrinking the encirclement under the command of the head wolf, showing their fangs......" he said, observing, his eyes constantly scanning the jury seat.

"The wolves pounced, and the elk was released."

A couple of wolves dragged the whining elk to the side and began to feast. They cut through the deerskin with their claws and cut open the abdominal cavity. ”

"The wolves take out steaming entrails, the tender and fat deer liver, and the deer heart is still beating slightly......" As his story of the wolves hunting elk progresses, he begins to describe the scene of the wolves eating in detail, as if he were there.

The jurors were mixed, with most looking unbearably and a few listening, the Adam's apple rolling as Benjamin spoke.

"Your Excellency, Judge." At the end of the story, instead of communicating directly with the jurors, Benjamin turned around and reported a few numbers to Brooklyn

"We apply for the exclusion of three jurors No. 16, No. 22, and No. 28." After the defense had no other opinions, Brooklyn nodded in agreement.

"Thanks to the participation of the three jurors on the 16th, 22nd, and 28th, you can retire." The three of them stood up with bewildered expressions and left the courtroom under the guidance of the bailiff.

Benjamin continued his little story of the hunt, and Brooklyn turned his attention to Jason Bull in the plaintiff's seat.

Jason was staring at the jury bench, tilting his head slightly, apparently communicating out of court. According to Brooklyn, the ATC has a complete jury selection process, in addition to the lawyers present in the courtroom, they have a whole team to analyze the jurors, communicate with Jason at any time, and Jason will make on-site adjustments.

So far, Jason has not interrupted the selection, which seems to indicate that the selection process is going well.

Compared to the bells and whistles of the ATC, Luis's selection is unremarkable and unpretentious. He stood in front of the jury bench, his gaze scanning one by one from the front row near the judge's bench, and then glancing down at the paper in his hand.

"Your Excellency, we apply for the exclusion of ten jurors Nos. 1, 2, 3, 8, 10, 14, 15, 17, 19, and 30." Some of the 10 jurors named were wiping away tears, some were secretly blowing their noses, and some were still sobbing quietly.

Like the jurors that Benjamin excluded, all of them had the most mood swings while listening to the hunting stories.

The difference is that Benjamin excludes the 'wolf faction' and Louis excludes the 'elk faction'.

After speaking, Louis turned his head to look at the plaintiff's seat, the corners of his mouth raised 45 degrees, and he smiled with a smug face.

Brooklyn also looked at the plaintiff's seat. Jason leaned forward in shock, took off his glasses, and looked at Louis.

Benjamin looked at Jason.

"Plaintiff?" Brooklyn reminded loudly. Benjamin subconsciously stood up, hesitating to give a definite answer.

He was still subconsciously looking at Jason, and his face gradually showed an anxious look. The prosecution and defense began to engage in subtle commotion, and the clamor of the agitation gradually widened and converged with the jury bench.

[To tell the truth, I have been chasing more recently, switching sources, reading more timbres, Android and Apple are available.] Brooklyn struck the gavel.

"Did the plaintiff agree with the defendant's selection?" Jason had come to his senses, and he nodded at Benjamin, his eyes glued to Louis.

"Agreed." Benjamin said helplessly.

"Thank you, No. 1, No. 2...... With the participation of the above ten jurors, you can retire from the courtroom. When Brooklyn announced the results, the ten jurors were puzzled, wiping tears from their eyes as they were guided out of the courtroom by the bailiffs.

Louis raised his chin and head held high, like a proud fighting, returned to the dock. Brooklyn immediately announced that the jury was formed, consisting of nine members Nos. 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 11, 12, 18, 20 and 23, and four jurors Nos. 12, 21, 27 and 29 were declared to serve as reserve jurors to supplement them.