Chapter 177: A New Storm Is Brewing

Tuesday, June 19th. The day of Emma Gilson's execution. Originally, this day was supposed to be a carnival for the abolitionist supporters, but unfortunately, the abolitionist organization responsible for organizing the parade had just experienced a serious blow and was still under police surveillance, so it was unable to organize the parade at all.

So it was a day that was unexpectedly peaceful, with the die-dead fans quietly clocking in, sitting at their workstations and not showing up on the streets to march.

At noon, Winston, who was finishing his speech, spoke to the media about the imminent execution of Emma Gilson.

He did not say much about the death penalty, instead focusing on the relationship between law enforcement and the justice system.

Facing the camera, he said

"A friend of mine complained to me yesterday about something that surprised me."

"This friend of mine is a judge who was asked by the FBI to meet with a criminal and extract key information from the criminal that the FBI is investigating."

"At the time I thought my friend was joking, the FBI, threatening a judge to break the case, which was simply unheard of."

"But my friend told me very seriously that it was true." Winston spread his hands, his eyes widened, and he made an expression of disbelief.

"I can't believe it, God, is this something happening in the Federation? Is this something that should happen within the Federation? ”

"The FBI, as a law enforcement agency, has so much power that it can coerce a judge." He made a funny 'please' gesture to the camera

"This must not be broadcast, I am now very worried that the FBI will show up in my house and do something to me."

"I'm sorry, I think I've got to go, no one knows if the FBI accepted the NSA's job. Ay. With that, he hurriedly left the microphone, got into the car under the protection of his assistant, and drove away.

Within 10 minutes of being interviewed, the news appeared on A's noon news and was posted on the homepage of A's official website.

A noon news host commented

"I believe that Congressman Winston's concerns are not unfounded, and what he fears may be true, and our government should think about it, are they giving too much power to this transstate, even transnational law enforcement?"

"We shouldn't forget the 2013 'Prismgate' incident......" As the interview aired, the NSA and the FBI quickly became the losers.

In the Federation, citizens have little trust in the government, the credibility of the government is very low, and conspiracy theories are rife.

In particular, the exposure of the 'Prismgate' incident five years ago has made everything Winston say more credible.

In the afternoon, Winston's campaign team unfurled slogans such as 'Limit the Authority of Law Enforcement,' 'Protect the Privacy of Citizens,' and 'Put Power in a Cage'.

Get broad support. Winston's approval ratings have jumped dramatically to a height that has left other candidates desperate.

In the midst of the uproar, almost no one noticed, and the Judicial Conduct Commission quietly launched an investigation into two Supreme Court justices.

The two justices were confined to leaving Washington, and in the afternoon, Michael came to Brooklyn to talk. Brooklyn has mixed feelings for the boss who once nearly became a friend.

Now, the boss who loves to ride motorcycles almost has 'I am FBI' engraved on his face.

Brooklyn was not ecstatic to seize the handle of the F.B.I. meddling in the justice system. He saw Leigh Crewe coming in and out of Michael's office, and the two were on good terms, not like hostile enemies.

This illustrates that Michael Airborne e. Y is most likely tacitly acquiesced. In the face of Michael's persuasion, Brooklyn was indifferent.

Eventually, Michael sighed and said something to Brooklyn with a complicated expression

"At the end of the year, I'm going to resign, Brooklyn, I appreciate you, you have to pay attention...... Mind you, I think you're good enough to serve as e.. The position of Chief Justice of Y. Brooklyn nodded

"I think so too." Michael waved his hand and turned to leave. As soon as he left, Brooklyn bounced out of his chair and shouted for Bob to check the courtroom.

After confirming that the court was fine, Brooklyn reminded solemnly

"Starting tomorrow, we will do it in a simple way, and we will not accept any indictments related to government departments, law enforcement agencies or overseas." Bob counted on his fingers, eager to ask Brooklyn, what else could they do with all this?

e.. Isn't the primary 'business' of the federal court a multi-state, cross-border, governmental, or law enforcement dispute?

Bob opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Brooklyn's serious face, the words that came to his lips were swallowed back.

"Okay, I got it." Bob put away the joke and replied earnestly. Just as he turned to leave, Brooklyn spoke again.

"Wait." Brooklyn called out to Bob, and he could see that there was obvious hesitation and struggle on his face, and then this hesitation and struggle gradually turned hideous.

Brooklyn gritted his teeth and tapped the table gently

"Don't bother. Bao ***'s complaint continues as usual. As long as it is given to us, we will take it. Bob looked stunned, not quite understanding why Brooklyn had changed his decision in such a short period of time.

But he didn't dwell on this issue and nodded directly. Seeing Bob leave, Brooklyn didn't get to work, but turned on his computer and started reading the news.

He checked very carefully, the official websites of various media outlets, the New York Times, ab, e.. Y, State Government Official Website, Judicial Conduct Commission, Bar Association...... By the time Michael reminded, Brooklyn had realized that a powerful storm was brewing over New York City, and there was some speculation about who this storm was targeting.

It gave him the feeling that something was wrong. When the storm comes, it's not a good choice to go out and have fun.

Originally, Brooklyn was going to shrink with all his might and weather the storm, so his initial order was not to accept any indictment.

Yes, just don't accept any indictments. His order to Bob appeared to be pick-and-choose, but in fact excluded all types of indictments that Court 9 had access to.

He just wanted to hold on and lower his presence so that he could not be affected by the storm as much as possible. But he soon changed his mind.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that if the person who manipulated the storm wanted him to be affected by the storm, then no matter how he reduced his size and reduced his sense of existence, he would not be able to escape.

Lowering the sense of presence and wanting to survive means giving up the initiative. Surrender the initiative to others, survive by begging for mercy or some other emotion?

Brooklyn never considered himself lucky, and he even felt that he was rejected by Lady Luck, so he usually had little hope for such probabilistic events.

And the storm is not all danger. Opportunities and risks coexist. With great danger comes great opportunity.

………………………… Soon, an inconspicuous notice from the Supreme Court caught Brooklyn's attention.

For personal reasons, the two justices will not be able to attend the hearing on the Preliminary Amendment to the Patent Protection Law, which was originally scheduled for this Friday, and this Friday's hearing will be cancelled until further notice.

Brooklyn then logged into the Judicial Conduct Commission to inquire about the Commission's recent investigative announcements.

Not surprisingly, nothing was found—Brooklyn was unfortunate enough to have a morning notice that had been temporarily blocked due to negligence on the part of the site's maintainers.

Brooklyn didn't give up, he checked the two justices who were trapped for personal reasons, and found a few photos of him walking with Lyleigh Crewe.

The two justices had close personal relations with Lyleigh Crewe, and one of them was rumored to be the younger Lyric Crewe's uncle.

At this point, everything is clear. The storm brewing over New York City this time has its center in Lyleigh Crewe, and its destination is the Second Circuit Hospital, and the coverage of the storm is unknown.

Clumsily following the steps of a Google search to clean up his browsing history, Brooklyn grabbed the phone with a hideous look and called Lyleigh Crewe.

"I just received an interesting indictment, and I think Fang should be very interested." Brooklyn gasped and spoke stiffly.

At this time, contacting Lenley Crewe, Brooklyn hesitated for a long time before making a decision.

He had to call Lyley Crewe immediately, because he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't change his mind, even for a second at night.

"I think it's a good fit, we've had discussions about this before, and this eucalyptus is just the right thing to validate the ideas we discussed earlier." Brooklyn was inviting Lyry Crewe, who had left, to come back with Fang Yuan, and he needed to talk to Lyry Crewe.

The old man's life history was legendary, and he was so glorious that Brooklyn was jealous. Brooklyn's previous idea was to live in the sun, and he was happy with his status as a federal judge.

After meeting Lyleigh Crewe, his contentment collapsed, and he himself was blinded by the light that emanated from Lyley Crewe.

Lyrie Crewe doesn't live in the sun, he's the sun! Such an old man has been promoted many times by himself, and Brooklyn can't watch the sun go down.

After all, it's the sun! ………………………… Brooklyn is bleeding from the heart on one side, gritting his teeth and insisting on doing stupid things, and on the other side, Kevin Binns is also busy.

Originally, everything went smoothly in rebuilding the organizational structure, but I don't know what the police were pumping, and suddenly they were eyeing them.

Kevin Binns immediately thought of Brooklyn's relationship with the police, but for a split second, the idea was dismissed by him.

The premise that Brooklyn is behind the ghost is that he knows what he is going to do. Kevin Binns thinks that the secrecy is in place, and he hasn't started to act yet, so how does Brooklyn know that he wants to continue the 'business'?

In vain Kevin Binns has been in Asia for so many years, he doesn't even know the famous saying 'dogs can't change their'.

However, this does not prevent Kevin Binns from feeling uncomfortable. Kevin Binns, who is accustomed to doing things in Asia, is not a man who holds back his own gas.

He was ready to take that breath out on Brooklyn. Does this matter have anything to do with Brooklyn?

In his experience, it doesn't matter to him. Brooklyn should be honored to be the punching bag of Lord Kevin Binns!

There are people in this world who want to be the punching bag of Lord Kevin Binns but can't. With his previous contacts with the CIA, Kevin Binns soon learned that the FBI was about to conduct a program code-named 'Hunt' in New York.

The exact details of the plan are unknown, but Kevin Binns doesn't care. Hunt! This plan sounds exciting.

Although it is not known what the 'prey' is, this does not prevent Kevin Binns from preparing to make Brooklyn a prey as well.

………………………… Two p.m., Metropolitan Correctional Center, New York. Emma Gilson was taken to the execution room.

It was an operating room-like room, with a bed in the center with restraint straps, and a row of intricate equipment at the head of the bed.

The front of the bed is a large glass with the other end of the glass arranged in the shape of a small theater, and four or five rows of comfortable fabric chairs are fanned out.

At this time, many people were already sitting on the fabric chairs one after another. The warden led a guard to greet the 'guests' at the entrance.

With the rapid development of science and technology, humanistic care has been increasingly valued, and the death penalty has become more and more rare. In some places, the death penalty has been abolished altogether.

If the death penalty has not been abolished, most of them will change the death penalty to life, or directly to 300, 500, or 1,200 years.

Even the Metropolitan Prison has not carried out the death penalty for a long time. Emma Gilson today is lucky.

Today's warden is also lucky. Today, a small group of wealthy people with special quirks are also lucky.

Everyone was lucky. When the time came to half past two, all the lucky rich people had already arrived, and the people who entered the hall began to become those involved in the death penalty.

Notary public, supervisor, forensic doctor, cardiopulmonary specialist, clerk, secretary to the governor, representative of parliamentarians, family members of prisoners...... One by one, they walked into the 'little cinema'.

With the appearance of an old-eyed priest, the rich men ceased to talk in a reserved manner. Some of them put down their glasses and sit up straight, while others folded their legs to hide their awkward parts.

The priest held an old Bible, and after bowing to the warden, he glanced at Emma and sighed silently.

In the face of this priest, the warden did not dare to be careless, he put away his laughter, looked respectful, and even followed the priest half-bent.

"Ahh The warden breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, his neck stretched out and looked into the room, his eyes always following the old priest's back, one of his hands already touching his waist, ready to rush in and protect the old priest.

Using the death penalty to make money, the warden is serious. Visits to the Metropolitan Penitentiary for many years were carried out in the Metropolitan Penitentiary.

The respect for the old priest is also true, more true than Franklin.