Brooklyn's punishment was severe, but no one cared about the punishment anymore. Even the client, the elite lawyer himself, did not care about the punishment, and he now focused all his energy on the case.

The matter of punishment can wait for the end of the case, or go to court and then settle it, but not the case, and when the court is over, the case is over.

As a lawyer, and a good lawyer, his work ethic requires him to put his clients first and his case first.

Others don't care about it. The auditorium didn't even pay attention to the punishment at all, they let out a short exclamation, and then realized that this was Courtroom No. 9, quickly covered their mouths, quietly glanced at Brooklyn, and saw that he was not turned into a hair dryer, and hurriedly shrunk their necks to write.

It's completely different! Compared to last time, this time I passed the acceptance directly! That's big news! In the Commonwealth, assault is one of the seven felonies, and considering that this is the court of Brooklyn Lee, a judge who has always treated defendants strictly, if convicted, I am afraid that Edward Norton will be completely ruined.

Pence Norton will either have another one and raise an heir again, or he will have to 'donate' his entire family fortune to a charitable foundation, and this lawsuit will cause an earthquake in New York and even in the federal media world!

Brooklyn didn't disappoint them, didn't think twice at all, and Brooklyn quickly filled in the blanks on the computer.

"Defendant Edward Norton." Brooklyn paused as she read out the defendant's name.

The entire courtroom was also shaken.

"You are being sued for restricting the personal liberty of the victim, Ovis de Silva Velázquez, and violating it during the period, given the continuing spread of the sphere of influence of the Eucalyptus, during which the victim committed suicide under the weight of the media, which is of a very egregious nature."

"If convicted, you face a minimum sentence of five years and a maximum of 17 years."

"Do you know?"

"Your Excellency, Judge." The elite lawyer spoke

"My client is a college student who has just had a coming-of-age ceremony, and five years is too high, even for assault." Assault is a felony in the Federation, but assault usually does not serve a prison sentence.

Judging from the statistics of jurisprudence that are pitifully small compared to the number of cases that have actually occurred, the best sentence for assault is 3 to 4 years.

Five years is indeed a little bit higher.

"Seven years." Brooklyn lowered his head and revised on the computer. The elite lawyer immediately shut up.

"Do you know the defendant, Edward Norton?" Brooklyn repeats it again.

"Clear, clear." Edward Norton's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of crying. Brooklyn nodded, and began to ask the defendant how to respond.

"Not guilty, Your Excellency." The elite lawyer waited for a while, and when he saw that his client was really speechless, he answered directly for Edward Norton

"100 percent innocent." Brooklyn looked at Edward Norton. Edward Norton nodded a little flustered.

"By Friday, both sides are asked to submit their lists of evidence to the court." Brooklyn filled out the deadline on the computer and said

"Next Monday, at 10 a.m., Courtroom No. 9, jury selection will take place." duangduang！

"Leave the court!" ……………… It wasn't until he got home that Ray received a call from David.

"How?" David's voice sounded a little tired.

"There's nothing wrong with that." After a pause, David elaborated. Shortly after he informed the patrolman near the old priest's address, the patrolman arrived at the old apartment, just in time for the funeral party.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to call this gathering a mini-gathering. The attendees were seven people, including the two patrol officers.

One of them was a companion of the old priest, who was invited to officiate at the funeral. According to the patrolman's description, the old priest's house was very shabby, but it was very warmly furnished, and in the patrolman's words, "I can't believe it was a single man's apartment."

When the patrol arrived, the warden of the Metropolitan Penitentiary was also present. Led by the warden, the patrol officers were ushered into the house and learned in detail about the whole process of finding the body.

"The warden was the first to find out?" Ray asked.

"How could he be the first? In the weather in April, the body stinks early after a month of resting, and the neighbors around the apartment have not noticed anything abnormal? Or what about apartment management? ”

"It's a very old apartment, and the hallway inside is full of urine - that's the patrolman's exact words, anyway, they say that there are all kinds of bad smells mixed together, and it's normal not to smell corpses." David explained.

Ray shook his head. The rich battlefield experience has made me trust my instincts. When he went to the Metropolitan Prison in the morning and listened to the captain of the prison guard, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But he didn't know what the problem was, or even where it was!

"The captain of the prison guards." Ray tried to reminisce and said

"The old priest died of natural causes, Ray, and we don't even have a reason to detain him." Ray thought for a moment

"He seems to know something, maybe he doesn't need to be detained and interrogated, just talk to him, maybe he can get the news."

"Okay, I'll try it after work." David said helplessly, and then asked

"Why are you so interested in it?"

"I don't know." Ray said

"I just feel like there's something wrong with it." The two chatted and hung up.

"What's interested?" Brooklyn asked. Ray told the old priest about it, and repeated the conversation he had just had with David in its entirety, and wanted to hear Brooklyn's opinion.

"There's something wrong with that old apartment." Brooklyn said

"We have been looking for a house, and you should remember a few key points when we were looking for a house. Simply discussing the size of the house, the house we live in now is not the best choice, there are several sets that are much better than it. ”

"But we chose the house we are in now. One of the reasons is that it is the most suitable one from the court. ”

"But the old priest doesn't have to do Mass very often." Lei subconsciously retorted

"He doesn't work as regularly as we do, if listening to prisoners' confessions is part of work."

"Maybe he lives so far away just to have a place to stay, and he usually lives in prison and only occasionally goes back." Brooklyn shook his head while giving Ray a strange look.

The Federation people do not have the concept of 'putting down roots', the Federation people are all over the world, and they can live in luxury villas and next to trash cans.

The old priest was a typical Confederacy, and he could not have given birth to the concept of 'home' in the East, and rented an additional house after the prison could fully provide the function of a home.

On the contrary, it was Ray, why did he suddenly come up with such an idea?

"The prison is completely enough for him to live, and he doesn't need to rent an additional house." Brooklyn said

"If he needs a date space and doesn't want to take the girl back to prison, he can stay out in a hotel temporarily."

"This apartment is completely unnecessary. Especially for a priest, it seems redundant. Ray looked at Brooklyn with a determined face.

"So." Brooklyn gives a conclusion

"Either this is a place where corpses are dumped, and the murderer kills the old priest and disguises the old priest as a natural death, or there is some secret hidden there, and the old priest is discovered, and the old priest is killed." With that, Brooklyn looked at Ray

"Shouldn't you call David now and tell him to search that apartment? Maybe we can also provide a search warrant. Ray shook his head.

He just felt that there was a problem, and it seemed that he couldn't say anything, but he was only guessing, but Brooklyn seemed to be determined, and he was sure that what happened was fate, and the old priest who died must have been killed by him.

It's a bit overconfident. Eventually, though, Ray called David and told him about Brooklyn's speculation.

While Ray was having dinner with Brooklyn, David's phone called.

"Blue, you've done a great job." As soon as Ray pressed the speakerphone, David's voice full of ridicule came.

"But you guessed wrong." Brooklyn meal.

"That place belonged to a former prisoner, and the prisoner gave it to the old priest when he came out to thank him."

"What about the layout of the house?" Brooklyn asked relentlessly.

"It was left by the prisoner from before, and the old priest never went back to live there a few times." Ray also couldn't accept this result a little, and asked

"I haven't been back to live a few times, why did I go back this time?"

"We checked the records of the Metropolitan Prison, and the old priest had not left the prison for more than a year. It was the warden's special leave to 'kick' the old priest out of prison and let him go out to rest and rest. For this reason, they also held a small farewell party in prison. Both prison guards and inmates participated. ”

"Did you ask the captain of the prison guard?" Ray asked. David was stunned

"You don't have to ask, do you?"

"Who is all this to listen to?" Brooklyn asked.

"What's wrong with the warden's relatives and the other old priests?" David asked, somewhat amusedly

"If you don't believe me, you can ask them personally."

"Are you in the old apartment?" Ray asked.

"yes." David agreed, and walked down from the roof. He frowned, held his breath, blocked the air from the strange smell, and walked down step by step in the dark.

Although the requirement is that you must be with your partner when you act, when it is confirmed that there is no danger and no incident, the police will often let their guard down and act separately.

For example, one wants to go to the toilet, and the other craves the burritos on the street. In countless film and television dramas, accidents often happen at this time.

David joked with Ray and Brooklyn, turned the stairs one floor, still smiling on his face, but quickly shook off his hand, slid the phone into his pocket, and at the same time pulled out the matching gun with his other hand, pulled the safety open, and bent down to hide back upstairs.

"Who?"

"Come out!" Brooklyn and Ray, who were stuffed into their pockets, could only hear the rustling sound of rubbing, and could not hear what was happening.

This made the two nervous. After a brief silence, David turned on his flashlight and headed downstairs.

A wizened guy was slumped in the corner. When David walked in and looked in, he found that the man had obvious sores on his hands and feet, and looked very disgusting.

This is probably an addict, and I guess it's going to die. David drew a conclusion in his mind. He also started as a patrol officer and rose step by step to the position of the leader of the fierce eucalyptus group, so he is very familiar with these.

David breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, prepared to call an ambulance, and easily withdrew his gun. stepped forward to check the addict's physiological reaction and confirmed that the person was not dead, David withdrew his hand, but did not stand up, but slowly raised his hands.

"Officer David, why are you in such a hurry to send you to death?" The flashlight fell to the ground, and the stairwell was once again plunged into darkness.

A hand reached out from behind David and grabbed a flashlight on the ground. The stairwell is back to light. The warden was holding a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other, against the back of David's head.

"What do you want?" Being pointed at gunpoint, David did not rashly resist, but asked calmly.

The warden didn't answer immediately, he looked left and right, waved his hand, and motioned for David to get up and head upstairs.

David could only obediently comply. The two of them walked all the way up the stinky corridor to the top of the building.

At the request of the warden, David closed the iron door and dragged the tattered roof to the door, but strangely did not let him block the iron door directly.

The warden untied a pair of handcuffs from his back and threw them to David. David picked up the handcuffs and put them on his wrists.

"Take your phone out of your pocket." The warden said.

"I know you're talking to a Brooklyn judge." After a pause, when David took out his mobile phone and put it on the ground and pushed it to the center, the warden took a step, picked up the mobile phone cautiously, and said hello.

"Judge Brooklyn, greetings to the bald eagle." The warden said mildly.

"What do you want?" Brooklyn's voice came from the phone. Although the warden was holding the telephone, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at David.

He pulled the trigger. Bang - the bullet grazed the top of David's head and struck the tank behind him, making a hole.

The water trickled down the hole.

"Be honest, Officer David." After a warning from the warden, he turned to the phone and said

"Judge Brooklyn, I know you and Officer David are good brothers. How about making a deal with Officer David's life? ”

"You say, what a deal." A moment later, Brooklyn's voice came from the phone, and no emotion could be heard.

"You've heard of the Patriots, right?" The warden asked. At the mention of [Patriot], his expression was a little fanatical, and his voice couldn't help but raise, and even the tail note was trembling slightly.

"I've heard of it." Brooklyn replied calmly, but did not say a word more.

"You surrender to [Patriot], how about I release Officer David?" The warden didn't care about Brooklyn's words, and he fanatically offered a quid pro quo.

Seeing that Brooklyn was silent, he asked again

"If you're angry, Judge Brooklyn, you can kill me."

"Or I kill myself. As long as you submit to the Patriots. I can jump off this right now! ”

"I need to think about it." Brooklyn gave an ambiguous reply and looked up at Ray.

After confirming that David had been kidnapped by the warden, Brooklyn immediately thought of David's partner, Pol, and while keeping in touch with the warden, he stalled for time while asking Ray to call Pol and prepare to launch a rescue.

Ray shook his head. But his plan seems to have failed. Pol did not reply.