Court No. 9.

Bob is still complaining to Brooklyn about Jonas's arrogance.

In his mouth, Jonas is simply a heinous scum of men, a very evil person who combines the evil of the whole world. According to Bob, he did not deserve to stand trial and should be hanged immediately.

Brooklyn was amused to hear it.

To be honest, there are indeed quite a few racists in the Federation, but most of these people are losers and ignorants in life. They are mostly homeless and gangsters, mixed with some madmen and mentally ill people.

Only these frustrated people will show blatant racism.

Few of the people I come into contact with in Brooklyn are outwardly racist.

As for what people think in their hearts, no one cares.

Jonas's provocation was nothing in Brooklyn's eyes, and he could even smile and listen to Jonas spew feces all over his mouth, and then do whatever he had to do as if nothing had happened.

It's just that every time Jonas sprays a mouthful of feces, Brooklyn collects them and adds them to Jonas's sentencing, so that he can eat them back as they are.

Brooklyn calmed Bob's emotions as if Bob was the one who was discriminated against.

The courtroom was quickly set up and all the staff were in place.

Bob reluctantly stepped off the bench, muttering something and glaring at Jonas from time to time.

Brooklyn didn't want to waste time and went straight to the mess.

He really didn't care about Jonas squirting feces all over his mouth, but that didn't mean he was willing to watch Jonas squirt dung all over his mouth.

"Bill 019-EDNY09-017, Federal Indictment Jonas Sinado Counts of Second-Degree Murder, First-Degree Murder, Robbery, and Theft. The client, Jonas Sinardo, voluntarily waived the pre-trial. ”

"Jonas Cinardo, if convicted, you will face a minimum sentence of 30 years and a maximum death penalty, do you know what?"

Uncle Jonas sat in the dock like him, his legs together, crossed on the table, his arms outstretched, resting on the left and right chairs, his head tilted high, looking at Brooklyn through his nostrils. Don't bother to answer questions at all.

He didn't even want to stand up.

His lawyer wasn't much better, and he was on the sidelines every now and then 'tsk' when Brooklyn spoke.

Brooklyn didn't even look up and continued

"Okay, do you have anything to say about the first charge charged by the prosecution, second-degree murder, defendant Jonas Sinardo?"

Still silent.

Brooklyn finally looked up, glanced at Jonas, then to the lawyer who was also seated next to him, and then to the plaintiff's bench.

Chandler Kane stood there in an orderly manner, not saying a word.

"Even if you don't know, your lawyer should have told you that it doesn't do you any good to anger your judge. Jonas Sinardo. Let's get the trial process through smoothly, shall we? ”

Brooklyn whispered with his hands on the table.

Jonas Cinardo whistled and smiled with undisguised contempt.

His lawyer laughed alongside.

Brooklyn nodded, waving to Thunder.

"Open the courtroom doors."

Brooklyn said.

The arraignment was originally held in closed and closed space, as Court No. 9 had no case to hear today, and no one came to pay attention.

Closing the door and keeping out irrelevant people ensures that the procedural work is carried out in an orderly manner and makes it easier for the judge to control the process without being influenced by others.

But since Jonas and his lawyer weren't willing to cooperate, there was no need for Brooklyn to continue to isolate people.

With Chandler Kane's publicity over the weekend, Brooklyn just needs to open its doors and soon all those who are concerned about immigration will be pouring into the courtroom to sit in on it.

After Brooklyn finished speaking, he stopped talking, but turned on the computer and played a small game of minesweeping.

It's pretty much what he predicted.

Soon after Ray opened the door, a sharp-eyed reporter immediately noticed the opening of Courtroom No. 9, and after observing the door, he beckoned the photographer to enter the courtroom together to seize the best terrain.

With the first, soon there will be the second, the third...... Brooklyn Minesweeper was only halfway through the third inning, and it was full.

The auditorium was crowded, but it was quiet.

These people are all regulars in Court 9, and there are many people who have been fined in Brooklyn, and they know the rules of Brooklyn better than anyone else.

Seeing that the seats were full, and there were even people standing in the last row to observe, Brooklyn detonated the mine, closed the mine-clearing interface, and returned to the eucalyptus.

"Bill 019-EDNY09-017, Federal Indictment Jonas Sinado Counts of Second-Degree Murder, First-Degree Murder, Robbery, and Theft. The client, Jonas Sinardo, voluntarily waived the pre-trial. ”

"Now proceed with the arraignment and defence."

"Defendant Jonas Sinardo, do you have anything to say about the murder charges being charged by the prosecution?"

Brooklyn asked with a blank look.

Jonas Sinardo sat there like an uncle, sneering at Brooklyn.

His lawyer relented a lot and got up from his chair.

Brooklyn stared at Jonas, waiting for his answer.

Jonas looked at Brooklyn with his nostrils and gave him a dismissive look.

Everyone in the auditorium was surprised.

There are people who don't know about Chandler Kane's interview who type on their mobile phones and ask their peers.

[Who is sitting in the dock?] 】

For them, Jonas's performance at this moment is nothing short of amazing!

They had never seen a defendant who dared to stand up to a judge, especially Judge Brooklyn!

It's just so exciting!

There is a nervous excitement that a warrior has finally stepped forward to challenge the Great Demon King.

The colleague immediately used his mobile phone to brief him about Jonas's situation.

The eyes of the people who were 'popularized' widened one after another, and they were a little incredulous.

Looking at Jonas's style, they still think that this person has something to rely on, and that's it?

A racist murderer? A notorious member of the Ku Klux Klan?

What is he angry about?

The colleague shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand it very well.

"Do you have any problems with me?" The corners of Brooklyn's mouth turned up, revealing a standardized smile that he had learned from Dexter, and asked in the same gentle tone as Dexter.

"If you think there is something wrong with me, you can say it, and if the appeal is reasonable, I will apply for recusal."

Brooklyn is on the move.

“e.. There are 20 judges. ”

In full view, Jonas Cinnado lowered his legs, folded his arms, and made an 'ok' gesture to Brooklyn.

As soon as this gesture appeared, the scene completely exploded.

Its power even outstripped Brooklyn's court discipline.

The thumb and index finger are circled in a circle, and the other three fingers are slightly open.

This 'ok' gesture, which looks like a greeting, is not 'ok' at all in the Commonwealth.

Late last year, the Anti-Defamation League, a federal civil rights group for citizens, announced online that it would include the 'ok' gesture in its hate logo database.

According to them, the 'ok' gesture is marked by the three separate fingers of the pictogram 'w', which means 'white', which represents the white person, and the circle circled by the thumb and index finger and the hieroglyph 'p' of the forearm, which means 'power', which represents power.

Together, these two are 'white power'.

This is a racist gesture that stands for 'white supremacy.'

With the 'official announcement' of the Anti-Defamation League, the meaning of the 'ok' gesture quickly swept across the federation, and the 'ok' gesture that used to be friendly became not 'ok' at all, and became synonymous with racial discrimination.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who make the 'ok' gesture. Even people who don't know the new meaning it is given will quickly be popularized by the people around them after the comparison, and then apologize.

Jonas Sinardo's blatant gesture was no different from yelling at a black brother 'inside the inside inside one'.

Brooklyn's face was gloomy—he certainly looked gloomy, as he had anticipated—but the people in the gallery couldn't bear it.

Several black brothers who were close put down the camera on the spot, rolled up their sleeves and pointed at Jonas, asking what Jonas meant.

But there are also those who are more anxious, and even the questioning link is omitted, and they pounce directly.

Pete, who was sitting behind the defendant's dock, quickly stood up and intercepted the two who hit the head, seeing that there were more than two dozen black brothers surging behind him, Pete hurriedly asked for help from the bailiff.

It's a pity that this is Court 9.

Although the bailiffs in Court 9 are almost all white, their judges are yellow.

They weren't willing to do it for a scumbag, and with Brooklyn being humiliated, they were eager to rush up and shove Jonas's 'ok' hand into his ass.

Now that someone is going to do this, why should they stop it?

Under the leadership of Lei, all the prison guards were holding their chests and slowly pacing towards the defendant's seat.

While grinding, they watched coldly as Pete was overwhelmed by the black brothers, and watched Jonas laugh and suddenly be punched in the head, and then drowned by a group of black brothers.

It wasn't until the gavel rang in Brooklyn that the bailiffs quickened their pace and parted the crowd.

The two sides who were separated by the bailiffs still looked unkind.

Jonas was spitting at his black brothers, repeatedly gesturing insulting gestures.

The black brothers stared fiercely at Jonas, ready to pounce on him and break his underbeaten hand into twists.

duangduang！

The sound of the gavel sounded again.

"Now back to where you are and I can act as if nothing happened."

Brooklyn warned solemnly.

The black brothers reached out and nodded Jonas, angrily shook off the bailiff's hand, and returned to the auditorium.

They weren't kicked out.

"Jonas Sinardo." Brooklyn continued, "We all know what this gesture means. I don't think you're saying 'ok' to me. ”

"Prosecutor Chandler Kane." Brooklyn turned the finger to Chandler Kane: "It's strange to me that none of you have seen the defendant when you were preparing the indictment and other materials?" ”

"You can't see the obvious 3 Klux Klan tattoo on his body?"

Brooklyn asked menacingly.

"If so, why is there nothing reflected in the indictment?"

"In the eyes of the prosecutor, as long as the person is not dead, he can do anything, right?"

"Why don't I see the charges in the charges?"

Why?

Because the damned constitution of the federation stipulates that citizens have the right to freedom of speech!

Racist speech and behavior are protected by the Federal Constitution!

It's not illegal!

It's so ridiculous!

There are 21 international conventions against racial discrimination and the protection of human rights, including the International Covenant on Economic, Social and Cultural Rights and the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights.

However, the Federation, as one of the world's great powers, has not taken its due responsibility.

Because the Federal Constitution stipulates that citizens have the right to freedom of expression, racially discriminatory speech is also within the scope of freedom of expression, so the expression of racially discriminatory speech in the Federation is only condemned and does not violate the law.

If the target of discrimination is a specific individual, the individual can file a civil lawsuit for compensation, and whether or not the lawsuit is successful depends on the judge and the court, the degree of concern, and other factors.

And the reason for winning the lawsuit is not racial discrimination, but the discrimination is specific to the individual, which is a malicious attack!

If the person who made the discriminatory remarks is not discriminating against a specific person, but is promoting his own political opinions, then well, the indictment against him will not be accepted by the court!

Because of freedom of speech!

Because he is not maliciously attacking individuals, but advocating his own political position!

In the Federation, the fight against racial discrimination is indeed politically correct, but it is strangely in the realm of public opinion, and the law does not control this part.

In the vast body of jurisprudence of the Federal Court, there has never been a single case in which a case has been lost for advocating a racist political stance!

But that's not something Brooklyn needs to think about.

This is Chandler Kane's problem!

Sometimes an obviously amateurish question can also make a professional so angry that he vomits blood.

Chandler Kane glanced up at Brooklyn and said in a deep voice, "We have noticed, but based on previous precedents, I have not found any precedents related to racial discrimination." ”

"If we sue him for racial discrimination, we will inevitably lose."

"This is the responsibility of the court, not the District Attorney's Office."

"You haven't tried, why do you know I won't support it?" Brooklyn asked angrily.

"You think I'm going to support racism?"

Brooklyn stood up, pointed to Jonas in the dock and asked, "I remember every word he said to me in the inner court!" ”

"I remember every humiliating gesture he made to me!"

"Do you think I'm a judge who supports racial discrimination?!!!"

"Prosecutor Chandler Kane, please make it clear!"

"Why do you think I'm a pro-racist judge?"

"Because I am the trial judge of this case, I must act impartially and not with personal emotions in the trial due to professional requirements. Therefore, I can only ignore his humiliation of me, but that doesn't mean I don't see it! Just because they don't hurt me doesn't mean!! ”

"I don't show it because of this robe! It's because of the oath I took when I took office! ”

"Prosecutor Chandler, you owe me an explanation!"