Friday, January 25. Today e.. There are obviously a lot more people coming and going than usual, and the number of people has also increased a lot.

In addition to the usual lawyers in suits and leather shoes, a large number of people in non-formal clothes poured into the courthouse, some of them alone, talking on the phone while walking, and others in groups of three or five, calling friends and companions, surrounded by family members, looking around as they went, talking and laughing.

Due to the presence of these people, the hall on the first floor quickly became crowded, and all kinds of sounds, strangely pronounced language, mixed with perfume and body odor, were very uncomfortable.

Inner court. Brooklyn, dressed in a robe, holding a Bible, stood in the doorway waiting for the two bailiffs called by Bob to carry the cardboard boxes.

Nelly hurried over and pulled out a copy of the Federal Constitution, replacing the Bible in Brooklyn's hand.

"Wrong!" Nelly helped Brooklyn sort out the details of the robes, muttering to herself

"This is a naturalization ceremony, not a witness oath in court. What you need is the Constitution, not the Bible. Brooklyn grinned

"It's all the same anyway, and I don't need to look at it. It's all here," he said, gesturing to his temple.

"Nonsense." Nelly patted Brooklyn lightly

"It's sacred, both for those who are about to become citizens of the Union and for the judges who preside over ceremonies." The naturalization ceremony is a special experience not only for the naturalized person, but also for the judge who presides over the ceremony.

Although judges may have to perform hundreds or thousands of naturalization ceremonies in their lifetimes, each time saying much the same thing, it is still considered sacred by most judges.

In the eyes of most judges, the ceremony of naturalization is as transformative as the baptism of a priest.

Witness the rebirth of people from poverty and backwardness, war and ignorance, and into the arms of a civilized and free federation.

David was in the minority. He has no respect for this ceremony, whether it is him now or in the past, he treats presiding over the naturalization ceremony as if he can save money.

The naturalization ceremony hosted by Brooklyn was E. Fastest of all judges. As if he was in a hurry, he walked through the process according to the script, and then left in a hurry with the federal constitution in his hand.

He would even ignore requests for a photo from people who wept with joy over their naturalization success. There is an interesting phenomenon that most of the judges who do not pay much attention to the naturalization ceremony are in the minority.

For example, African Americans. Brooklyn shrugged, noncommittal to Nelly's claims. With the Federal Code under his arm, Bob and Ray in tow, and two bailiffs in charge of carrying cardboard boxes, he hurried to the place of the naturalization ceremony on the second floor.

Those who need to be naturalized are already waiting here early. In addition to the family and friends of the naturalized person, several media outlets also came to the scene, as well as many people who watched the excitement.

Naturalized people excitedly chattered with family and friends, watched the lively people look at the soon-to-be-naturalized people with smiles on their faces, and the media turned the camera and kept recording smiling faces into the camera.

There was a sense of joy that made Brooklyn feel a little funny. The arrival of Brooklyn has reduced the hustle and bustle of the scene a lot.

He stood in front of the makeshift table, placed the Federal Code on the table, cleared his throat, and looked ahead.

Behind him, Ray and David stood separately from each other, their expressions serious. Two bailiffs took the certificate of naturalization out of the cardboard box and stacked it in several stacks in Brooklyn's hand.

Behind them, the Union flag was planted. In front of them, there are naturalized people who stand neatly with their chests held high, and then outside, the onlookers form an arc.

Brooklyn's gaze swept over the crowd of rituals, pausing for a moment on the black and yellow bodies in front of him.

Ram Biza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong. Brooklyn uncontrollably remembered what he had seen in the car yesterday afternoon, the two men's naturalization applications.

Rambizayin is a typical African-American girl, with big eyes, black lustrous skin, plump lips, and thick black hair tied into a ponytail, and the whole person looks very energetic.

Kim Jae-jong was full of smiles, wearing a slim-fitting suit, holding his head high, and a pair of small eyes staring at the national flag behind Brooklyn, full of longing and awe.

Brooklyn's gaze kept moving back, stopping in the last row. There were 123 people on the naturalization list, but there were 124 people on the scene.

The reason why the number of naturalized people can be counted so quickly is not that Brooklyn has any tricks, but that the naturalized people on the spot consciously stood in 6 rows.

There should be 3 rows of 123 people in the last row, but now there are only 2 rows of people.

"Please leave the naturalization team immediately." Brooklyn said with a grimace on his face, like a robot.

People looked around, but no one moved.

"Unrelated personnel leave the naturalization team immediately." Brooklyn repeated

"Don't waste everyone's time." Still no one moved. Brooklyn frowned, pulled out the list of naturalized people, and began to roll call them one by one.

"The person whose name I called consciously stood on the left."

"Ram Bizayin" Rambi Zayin left the group and stood on the left.

"Kim Jae-jong" Kim Jae-jong left the team and stood next to Rambiza Yoon. The two looked at each other, each looking in other directions.

"Belab ......"

"Muller ......"

The number of people on the left side of the "Garcia ......" is increasing, and the number of people in the team in front of them is decreasing.

"Tracey von Kane" A girl with a tall nose and deep eyes who looked like a doll walked to the left, leaving only one person in front of Brooklyn.

"Sir, please leave." Without Brooklyn's orders, the bailiff stepped forward and invited the naturalized man to leave.

The extra man looked up and glanced at Brooklyn. The man's eyebrows were furrowed together, his eyelids were raised, the bags under his eyes were tight, his nostrils were wide open, his lips were pursed in a straight line, and the look of madness flashed in his eyes.

He took two quick steps forward, and just as the bailiff realized that something was wrong and was about to intercept him, he suddenly turned around and rushed to the crowd on the left waiting for naturalization.

"You bunch of trash! Get out of the Federation! The man roared angrily and raised his hand in his pocket.

Throw the glass bottle he was holding into the crowd.

"Mr. Judge!" Two exclamations, one from one man and one woman, came from the left, followed by screams of pain and screams.

Before Brooklyn could look, he himself was pressed on the table by Ray, who lay on Brooklyn's back and protected him.

"Trash! Scum! Get out of the Federation! ”

"The Federation doesn't need you bunch of trash! This is not a trash can! The assailant yelled and screamed, and was restrained by the bailiff's arm and pulled outside.

The crowd screamed like a stabbed rat's nest. Rambiza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong rolled on the ground with their faces covered and wailed.

The scene was chaotic.

"Long live the Federation! God bless the Federation! Garbage out of the Federation! The assailant finally screamed loudly, shouted his political ideas in the flashing lights, and was pulled away by the bailiffs.

Brooklyn stabbed Thunder and stood up directing the influx of bailiffs to maintain order. Ten minutes later, the scene returned to normal, except for the moans of Rambiza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong.

The assailant did not spill mustard gas or Agent Orange, but a bottle of liquid excrement. Brooklyn asked a bailiff to take Rambiza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong to the bathroom to clean up, and continued to preside over the naturalization ceremony without changing his face.

With the destruction of the perpetrators, the sacred naturalization ceremony lost its sacred flavor, obeyed Brooklyn's heart, and ended in a hurry.

Brooklyn mechanically reads the rights and duties of federal citizens, leads them to take an oath, and then issues a certificate of naturalization to each person.

When it was Rambizayin's turn, sirens sounded outside and the police arrived. When it was Kim Jae-jong's turn, the sirens had died down and the assailants were taken away.

After all the naturalization certificates were distributed, starting today, the new Union citizens who joined the Union officially said goodbye to the past, and the new Union citizens gathered with their families and friends to discuss where to celebrate, while Brooklyn was surrounded by the media.

The heat of Brooklyn's verdict on Sydrake has not yet passed, and when it comes to today's incident, it has naturally become the darling of the media.

"Judge Brooklyn, would you consider prosecuting the assailant?" Brooklyn shook her head.

"He's not coming at me."

"But his purpose is to disrupt the naturalization ceremony." The journalist reminded.

"What do they have in their hands?" Brooklyn asked, pointing to a person who was jumping in celebration with his naturalization certificate in his hand.

"Certificate of Naturalization." The reporter took a look

"A certificate proving their federal citizenship."

"He didn't make it." Brooklyn nodded.

"What do you think about immigration?" Another reporter asked by pushing through the reporters who asked two questions in a row.

"I see with my eyes." Brooklyn pointed to his eyes. This answer made the reporter's face full of astonishment.

"Do you agree with the assailant?" Taking advantage of his stunned efforts, the reporter next to him squeezed him away, handed over the microphone and asked.

"What claim?"

"Despite his somewhat drastic actions, there is no denying that he is a patriot." The journalist said in a language organization

"His claim that too many immigrants create more problems for the Federation. Do you agree? ”

"He said so much?" Brooklyn asked, surprised

"Sorry, it was chaotic at the time, I didn't hear it. It turns out that he said so much. The reporter was dumbfounded.

"What do you think of the border wall that Mr. President has erected?" A's reporter took the opportunity to ask. Brooklyn stopped tidying up and glanced up at the questioner.

Coincidentally, A's reporter was Lucy again. Lucy's level of business is high, at least ten more than the one who asked him about his political views, and asked what he thought about immigration.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the experience of living near the border wall and I haven't seen it. I don't know what to think. Brooklyn thought for a moment, and his tone returned to normal.

He has a lot of cooperation with A, and it is likely that there will be more cooperation in the future, and he always has to treat A's people differently.

And Lucy also deserves to be treated differently by him. She is not like other reporters, who have been interviewing him for so long, that he hates people asking him the most...... I don't know what to think of this idiot question.

What do you have to ask him what he thinks? What can he think? He looked with his eyes.

"Will you thank them?" The reporter, who had been pushed away by Lucy, squeezed back and asked. Brooklyn looked in the direction of his finger and saw that he was referring to Rambiza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong.

So Brooklyn asked curiously

"Why should I thank them?"

"They were heroic. Stand up to the danger and help you stop the attackers. The reporter said

"Isn't that a sign that they're ready to be citizens of the Commonwealth?" Brooklyn raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and spoke

"If you are splashed with urine and roll on the ground, you can hear the Statue of Liberty on Staten Island, and if you call it heroic, they are indeed heroic."

"But it wasn't me who attacked the assailants, it was them."

"Also, in the event of an attack, it is our dutiful staff who protect me, not them."

"I also don't advocate standing up beyond my ability and acting bravely beyond my ability. That may not only not make things better, but put yourself in a dangerous situation. makes the situation even more serious. ”

"You think it's wrong for them to come forward?" The reporter asked excitedly.

"Who is your language teacher in middle school?" Brooklyn asked, glancing at the inexplicably excited reporter.

"Ms. Adele. My secondary school language teacher is Ms. Adele, does it matter? The reporter replied inexplicably.

"You must not have listened well to Ms. Adele's lesson." Brooklyn said solemnly

"Otherwise, why would your comprehension be so poor?"

"And I've found out that a lot of journalists are classmates with you. None of them liked to listen to Ms. Adele's lectures. Brooklyn continued

"Your ability to understand is really worrisome. You should go back to school and finish your language lessons. ”

"If they prosecute the perpetrator, will you take it?" The reporter with poor comprehension was so red and speechless by Brooklyn's ridicule that he took the opportunity to ask a question from the reporter behind him.

"Probably not." Brooklyn thought for a moment

"Because I am an eyewitness, I may be asked to be a witness. And not judges. ”

"In addition, I am more good at criminal cases, and pouring urine on others obviously does not constitute harm, so it will not be classified as a criminal case. So ......" Brooklyn shrugged

"Even if I wasn't an eyewitness, there's a good chance it wouldn't be in my courtroom." After answering the question, Brooklyn had already packed up, he tucked the Federal Code under his armpit, and in the other hand carried a bag containing the list of naturalized officers, followed by Ray and Bob.

Just as he did when he came.

"Well, I have three more court hearings to go. Today's time is precious. Brooklyn said, parting the crowd and leaving the scene.

The reporters snapped a few photos of Brooklyn's back, and then went up to Larambiza Yoon and Kim Jae-jong.

The two parties who were splashed with urine looked a little embarrassed, but they did not avoid the reporter's interview.

They looked at each other, separated from each other to the left and right, occupying two corners of the scene. began to answer every question enthusiastically.