Brooklyn is convinced that Michael has a bad relationship with Lyleigh Crewe. Because he can even guess the time of the other party's visit.

Brooklyn waited for a new used car this week, waited for the news that Peter Johnson nearly died of an immune system disease, waited for Taylor's biological mother's information, waited for Winston's fiercely worded warning email, waited for Dexter's information about the sale of work on leave, and waited for the list of evidence submitted by both sides in the Baruch College cafeteria bombing, but still could not wait for Lailey Crewe.

The list of evidence was received only on Friday afternoon, and both sides were gathering as much evidence as possible to meet the deadline for the submission of two thick documents.

That can't be called a list anymore, it should be called a book. On weekends, David accompanied Ray with Brooklyn to psychotherapy.

Nate, a psychotherapist with an eccentric temper, was so clever that in just a few strokes, Ray's condition improved significantly.

It's a pity that they still didn't even get a glass of water, and they were kicked out by Nate as soon as Ray finished his treatment.

The three of them drove back to the third floor and bought a lot of ingredients along the way. When I got home, three big men huddled in the kitchen, chatting while handling the ingredients.

David asked about Dexter. Ray preemptively shook off the pass. Faced with a frightened and angry David, Brooklyn reluctantly explained.

"It's just speculation, it's all speculation. And even if I guessed correctly, there was no substantial evidence. ”

"I'm the judge, and believe me, we can't convict him with the evidence we have alone. Even if Lyleigh Crewe comes, he will be acquitted. This example is not appropriate.

Lyrie Crewe is not known for his clever and discerning methods. Moreover, he is only a judge, not a prosecutor or a police officer, and this skill is not very suitable for a judge.

"Besides, with thunder, I'm safe." Brooklyn patted Ray, and Ray puffed out his biceps in cooperation and did a few Mr. Bodybuilder moves.

"What are you going to do?" David asked

"What about the test report? Didn't you say you paid three times the price and asked for an expedited? "When it comes to this, Brooklyn is also a belly grumble

"Who knows! How did I know that the expedited by this agency would take at least a week! The DNA test only takes a day. ”

"Maybe you have six more in front of you that are also expedited." After David cooperated with the joke to get through the initial worries, David had already figured it out.

Isn't that what Brooklyn used to bring Ray back in the first place? If Ray's skills can't keep Brooklyn safe, then he won't have to worry about it.

"Or a quadruple double expedited on top of triple the price." Lei said with a smile

"You need a double expedited." After saying that, the three of them laughed. While he was laughing, there was a bell outside.

"Maybe your double hastened to arrive." Thunder stabbed Brooklyn narrowly. Brooklyn dried his hands and walked out the door, only to find that Ray was right, and that his 'double rush' had indeed arrived.

After signing the payment, Brooklyn tore open the letter, took out two reports from inside, and looked at them. It was dazzlingly illustrated with a large number of charts and letters, and he knew every word in the report, but he didn't recognize it when it was put together.

Ray and David also came over to take a look, both confused. The three of them looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"Dexter got this." David rolled the report into a tube and played with it in his hand

"It's said that this needs to be compared." He spread out the curled report and flipped to the page of the atlas

"Compare the DNA profile of the target person to the similarity of the profile in the report."

"And then?" Ray asked. He was born in the military system, and he was a scumbag before joining the army, and he was even more unbearable than David, and he had never seen this thing at all.

"And then probably whoever has the highest resemblance is the murderer." David said uncertainly. In the past, he only wanted the result, where would he pay attention to this.

"What are you going to do?" David waved his hand irritably and asked Brooklyn.

"Send a copy of the past to Dexter." Brooklyn flattened the curly report and said with a steady.

"Why?"

"I thought you were going to secretly extract Dexter's DNA and compare it to this."

"I've said it all, it's all speculation, I'm not sure." Brooklyn said helplessly.

"You say that, I don't even know how to face him." David muttered

"You don't know, Blue, I've been dying of pain this week. Luckily, Dexter was only a bloodstain analyst, and if he had been a member of my team, I would have been exposed. ”

"These are just speculations, speculations." Under Brooklyn's repeated emphasis and Ray's deliberate indulgence, David was a little dazed by the fool.

He seemed to genuinely believe that this was Brooklyn's speculation, not fact. The topic was quickly put to the back of the picture, and Brooklyn re-packaged a report, filled in the address, and prepared for David to pick it up when he left, and deliver it by the way.

……………………………… Monday, April 9, afternoon, Courtroom No. 9. Brooklyn felt that the usual comfortable bench was no longer comfortable, and even the courtroom was a little suffocating, making people breathless.

After a morning and two more than two afternoons of nearly three hours of verbal warfare, a 15-member jury was formed.

6-12 people belong to small juries, and more than 12 people belong to large juries. Article 5 of the Constitutional Amendment provides that no one shall be punished for capital or other felony except in times of war or national distress in the army, navy, or serving militia except after a report or indictment by a grand jury.

Once convicted, the crime is either a direct death sentence or an extremely bad case of hundreds or thousands of years in prison, so the jury chooses a large jury.

Brooklyn's previous verdict on Emma Gilson was changed to death after the trial because it was not a death sentence in advance, which was technically a minor problem in the judicial process, but overall it was in line with the process.

Therefore, the jury at that time was not a large jury. The bombing of the Barruch College cafeteria did not.

Peter Johnson's crimes were serious, and the idiot female prosecutor charged them with organizing terrorist activities and endangering public safety.

The former is a panacea dancing on the sensitive nerves of the federal government, a crime that will be humanely destroyed by any country, while the latter is a panacea, all-encompassing, and all-encompassing crime with an incomparably broad upper and lower bounds.

As long as there is no good prosecution charge for any kind of criminal act, it is not wrong to endanger public safety.

After all, if you go to the mall and buy a fork, you may get on it - forks can also hurt and kill, right?

In public, it is possible to hurt people with a fork, and that's right. Isn't this a crime of endangering public safety?

Peter Johnson's lawyers are responsible and competent. Both he and the idiot prosecutor are aware of the seriousness of the affair, so their contest begins with the selection of jurors.

Even Brooklyn has never seen that kind of hot scene. That's why a simple jury selection can waste nearly a day.

Now that the jury selection is complete, Brooklyn is sitting squarely with 15 unlucky guys, listening to the opening statements of the prosecution and defense.

For such a serious case, the opening statement is particularly crucial. This is not to say that the opening statements of the other eucalyptus are not critical, and the opening statements have always been crucial as the 'first shot between the prosecution and defense'.

It's just that this case is more serious, and the lawyers of the prosecution and defense feel a heavy responsibility, and they are even more cautious in their handling of opening statements.

In the prosecution's 40-minute opening statement, Ms. Anne Aldington went to great lengths to take care of every detail, and every piece of evidence was covered in the thick list of evidence.

If you look at the thick manuscript in Quint Elliott's hands, you can see that both sides have put a lot of effort into this opening statement alone.

The prosecution finished speaking for the defense. The same thing, different angles, different evidence, different interpretations.

It is very torturous to listen to a thing twice, still so detailed and detailed, and every detail is observed under a magnifying glass.

The work of the trial is not just about listening to a story, it requires the brains of the judge and the jury to follow at all times, and not to wander or wander away.

It's a painful thing. The thought of a day of advanced mathematics in a row is scary. Brooklyn is not only on one day in a row, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...... He's probably going to have another month on end.

It's simply torturous. But he can't be like in class, he wanders when he is tired, observes the skirt of the female student in front of him, and counts the little hair left by the old professor.

It's a matter of human life and his own future, and as long as someone is talking, he has to follow his brain.

Brooklyn's brain followed up all day, and the pitiful hour of midday meal didn't stop, and now it just wanted to rest.

How did he memorize a dozen pages? Brooklyn looked at Gentry Elliott, who was talking endlessly, and a question arose in his mind.

The next moment, he quickly put this doubt behind him. I didn't pay attention and wandered again. Brooklyn glanced at the jury bench.

More than half of the jurors were already in the middle of the world. It seems that the defense will suffer a loss when it speaks later.

Brooklyn thought to herself. The next moment, I realized that I was distracted again.

"Ahem......" Brooklyn felt that he couldn't go on like this, he had reached his limit, and the jurors could no longer listen to what Gentry Elliott was saying, and Quint's speech was probably no different from the buzzing of flies to the jurors.

He coughed unrecognizable, interrupting Quint Elliott's speech. Quint Elliott looked over in confusion.

Nelly quietly lowered her hand and shook it gently.

"Please be as concise as possible when speaking on both sides." Brooklyn spoke

"Meaningless, lengthy words can be removed. This is a courtroom, not an academic seminar. Quint looked into Brooklyn's gaze and saw the jurors nodding their heads repeatedly.

He glanced at the dozen or so pages of manuscript paper on the table, adjusted his mood, and continued to speak. This time he streamlined it a lot.

It took 30 minutes to finish half of the story, and now it only takes 10 minutes to finish the remaining half.

Quint nodded to the jury and judge's bench and returned to his seat. Brooklyn glanced at the time, there was still an hour left to get off work.

It stands to reason that he can hold on and let the prosecution open the first round of evidence. But Brooklyn didn't want to continue, he felt that the courtroom was now like the eye of the storm, and the air pressure was too low to breathe.

So he immediately announced an adjournment and resumed tomorrow morning at half past nine. duangduang！

The gavel fell, and he could even hear small cheers erupting from the jury bench. The drowsy reporters in the auditorium woke up at this time, and the expensive equipment placed in the aisle was once again blessed by the owner.

The five-and-a-half-hour trial was also exhausting for the reporters, who hurriedly pressed the shutter, snapped a few random photos and got up to leave.

The back of Brooklyn's deserted escape is turned into a string of numbers, which is stored inside the card. Brooklyn hurried back to the inner court.

It wasn't quite what he had in mind. Not only is it different from what he thinks, but it is different from what most people think.

Anne Aldington and Quint Elliott are too good to say, the two of them meet, it can really be said that the chess opponent will meet the talent, half a catty, eight taels, Wang Ba looks at mung beans...... The first day was so boring, Brooklyn couldn't imagine how the rest would have been.

It shouldn't be like this! Brooklyn held the indictment in his arms, his face gloomy. Such a good eucalyptus, it shouldn't be done like this!

If it were him, he would never be so boring and lethargic. Anne Aldington can also be said to be a stratagem, she spoke first, and in order to prevent Quint, who spoke later, from being heard by the jury, she deliberately made the opening statement stinky and long, turning one thing over and over again.

This is understandable. Brooklyn used to use this tactic to exhaust the jury, and it was as if a thousand ducks were croaking around their ears, and they couldn't listen to anything after listening to him.

Even the sound makes me nauseous. It's a means. But how can Quint do that? At this moment, Brooklyn couldn't help but miss the ATC that smelled like him and was repulsive of the same sex.

If it were Jason Bull, he would never have been as eyeless as Quint and made the jury sleepy.

He may clap his hands first, and then tell a joke, which may be very meaty, so that the jury can change their brains, relaxed, and sober.

It will then concisely state the main points and conclude within five minutes. At least if it were Brooklyn, he would.

Brooklyn sighed again. If Quint doesn't use it, the trial will be one-sided, and Peter Johnson will be convicted and sentenced to death.

Once the eucalyptus is done like this, it will be very disadvantageous for him, a judge who doesn't want to get this stinking piece of shit.

The devil knows who buried something in this incident in order to calm it down early. Maybe it's jewelry, maybe it's stinky shit, maybe it's a bomb.

Once the bomb explodes, Brooklyn will inevitably be affected.