"You don't have any evidence, it's just your speculation." In the interrogation room, Mr. Harold sat in a chair and said calmly

"Even if I killed someone, you have no proof."

"Now, I need a lawyer."

"I've heard that there will be a public free lawyer who will provide legal aid, right? I don't have to pay them, do I? Looking at Harold, who was calm and proud, David Rossi, who was sitting opposite, picked up his coffee, paused, and put it back again.

He spoke

"Public lawyers are in short supply, you have to queue up, and you can't leave the police station during the queue. It takes a long time. What about your daughter? Harold was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked

"Don't they deserve to die?"

"They don't deserve to be punished." David Portman said seriously. Harold smiled

"Who's going to punish that? God? ”

"Or are you guys?"

"Judge?"

"The judge only let them stay in the juvenile detention center for one year! One year! Nothing has happened since I came out! ”

"And what about my daughter?"

"My daughter's life is ruined!" Harold was a little agitated and slapped the table and yelled.

"You can appeal." David Portman sighed and said

"I consulted with a friend of mine and he told me that the judge's decision was not appropriate and that you can appeal." After saying that, David Portman glanced at the camera in the corner and said seriously

"Mr. Harold, the prosecutor is on his way, and when the prosecutor arrives, as long as you take the initiative to confess, she will consider it at her discretion, but the front hoof is that you have to take the initiative to confess." On the way back, David took the initiative to contact Anne Aldington.

As a police officer, he could not sit idly by, but he also had great sympathy for the Harolds, believing that it would be in Harold's best interest to have Anne Aldington as the prosecutor.

But Harold didn't think so. He leaned back.

"Wait for the lawyer assigned to me, and you can talk to him." ……………… In the early morning, the rising sun floods the land, and the whole of New York City is covered with a holy golden glow.

This cosmopolitan metropolis has woken up from its slumber and is getting busy. On this beautiful morning, Brooklyn was not in a good mood.

At 8:50, he walked into the courthouse. Due to the recent e.. Many workers need to enter and exit through the main entrance to carry materials and scraps.

At first, the court issued temporary passes to the workers, but this thing had to be manually swiped when passing through the security gate at the door, and the workers did not have the free hands to carry the materials to operate.

So after deliberation, the court opened a special passage at the very edge for the workers to enter and exit. As a result, Brooklyn came to work today and found that the door was blocked.

A few elite men and women in suits and leather shoes stand in front of the workers' tunnel, behind them workers carrying plastic buckets to clean up the garbage, and in front of them are workers carrying a stack of thick tiles or a whole bag of cement.

They stood in the center and didn't let people go. Standing with them were photographers and machines with their station logos, and they were taking close-ups in the dedicated aisle.

A team of security guards surrounded them, and they could only stand dryly, not daring to move. Brooklyn and Ray stood at the foot of the steps, looking at the strange group, their faces darkened.

"What do they do?" Brooklyn sipped his coffee dry, leaned over to the helpless worker with a straw in his mouth, and asked quietly.

He was a dark-skinned worker, but by his appearance and dress, it was clear that he was not black, but Indian.

The Indian brother recognized Brooklyn and said helplessly

"They're from the New York Construction Union."

"What are you doing here?" Brooklyn continued. The Indian brother said with a strange expression

"They think that the special passage for us is set up in the most remote places, which is discrimination against workers. They are asking us to strike, and they are ready to protest to you, asking you to move the passage to the middle. Judge Brooklyn. As he spoke, the Indian brother also pointed to the security door in the middle.

Brooklyn nodded, patted the Indian on the shoulder, and squeezed through the crowd to the center.

“…… This is an insult to the worker JJ! Judge Brooklyn? The union official was dancing in front of the camera, and when he turned his head and found Brooklyn, he immediately raised his voice, stood in front of Brooklyn, and said in a righteous and solemn manner

"You must immediately dismantle this passage and apologize to the workers!" The photographer behind him also followed with his equipment, and the camera refocused, framing Brooklyn and the union officials, and in the background, workers in work uniforms carrying their hands on their shoulders.

The movement here was already big, and it had already attracted a lot of people's attention, and at this time, Brooklyn appeared, successfully making everyone look this way.

Brooklyn nodded and asked

"Why demolish? Why apologize? ”

"It's humiliating for you to separate the workers from the crowd and set up separate lanes! It is a humiliation of the personality of the workers and discrimination against the identity of the workers! "The union officials are very good at this, and they seem to be the same when they say it, and they are frustrated.

"You must immediately apologize, dismantle this ridiculous special passage, and let the workers follow the normal passageway like them!" Brooklyn came to his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He feels that he shouldn't talk much about this kind of person, it's like a piece of stinky shit, if you step on it, just wipe it off silently, the more you complain, the more excited you are.

What stinky shit is afraid of is not being scolded and condemned, but that no one cares. So Brooklyn pushed the union officials aside in full view, walked down the aisle, and then walked back, stood in front of the union officials, spread his hands, bit the straw to turn to the normal aisle, and took out his pass to swipe the card.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Brooklyn suddenly swooped down to the security passage below

"Arrest them first, and hand them over to the police when they arrive." As he spoke, the camera was looking up at him, and Brooklyn waved at the camera and shouted to the union officials who were being subdued by the crowd of security guards

"Wait and be prosecuted. obstructing official business, deliberately causing a disturbance, attempting to assault a judge. ”

“e.. Y and I will personally send a professional legal team to follow up later. With that, Brooklyn waved again

"There are so many large and small TV and print media in New York, why is it that you are the only one who likes to follow and report these flashy news? Later I will write to the Information Agency and ask them if you never attend their press conferences and just stare at the mess. "Go upstairs and go back to the office.

This little episode, while affecting Brooklyn's good mood, is not worth mentioning at all to others.

Originally, if Brooklyn didn't show up, Alan Hope would have come down to deal with the matter after a while.

Brooklyn was changing into his robes and sorting out his mood, but he was also savoring what had happened this morning.

He was sure that it wasn't Brenner's ploy, it was mostly a fool from Pence Norton.

Or maybe it's not even Pence Norton's stupid decision, it's simply the stupidity of the construction workers' union who wants to show loyalty to Pence Norton.

By doing so, he didn't have any effect on them in Brooklyn, but instead sent them a handle.

Next, Frank only needs to follow the map to make a big change in the construction workers' union, and if he is lucky, he may be able to radiate to other unions.

This wave of manipulation made Brooklyn a little suspicious that the person who came up with the idea was an undercover agent sent by Frank in the past.

Instead of going to the courtroom, Brooklyn sat at his desk, turned on his computer, and began to screen the jury.

The Ovis eucalyptus is a top priority, the jury members are important, and Brooklyn intends to choose them himself.

Of course, it would be too straightforward and stupid for him to directly pick people who were emotionally inclined to Orvis, or all of them to choose women or something.

He needed to make the jury look normal, at least the defense couldn't pick a reason to ask for a jury change, and at the same time it would be good for the plaintiff, at least to make sure Edward Norton didn't fly away.

If this were just an ordinary case, Brooklyn would have it randomly generated by the computer, and Brooklyn would not have been so cautious if it had to deal with Pence Norton, even if Pence Norton had a high-profile team of lawyers.

But now he's facing Brenner. An old guy who is also systematically educated and may even have more practical experience than Brooklyn.

From the moment Ovis was accepted, an 'unsourced, unreliable gossip' was circulating, saying that Judge Brooklyn Lee had released a message that any law firm lawyer who dared to take Ovis would be asked to leave New York.

This unreliable and unsourced gossip was initially circulating among a small group of people in the upper echelons of New York, most of whom knew the game behind Orvis.

This should have been a shrewd group of people, a rumor that even ordinary New Yorkers wouldn't believe, they should have seen through at a glance.

But they did. On Wednesday, that is, yesterday, Brooklyn even personally refuted the rumors on social platforms that he had not logged in for a long time, and posted three long articles in succession.

One explains that he did not and will not do so, one explains how much professional ethics he violated by doing so, and the other is a statement that the NYPD has intervened in the investigation, in which Brooklyn said that he would find the person behind the rumor-mongering, and he would be severely punished, and the media that reported the content would be held accountable.

If it weren't for the fact that he had forgotten his account and password, these three clarifications would have been released on Tuesday. Brooklyn was disgusted when she saw this kind of news at the time.

With such a disgusting yin damage move, Brooklyn immediately thought of Brenner's old face. Sure enough, he went out of Yale with Robert Gordon, all the way!

Tricks are really Yale's specialty! While Brooklyn was still scolding Yale, a siren sounded downstairs, taking away the troublesome construction workers' union idiots.

Brooklyn didn't lie, and he would really sue them. So, what awaits these people will be a tough investigation and lengthy legal problems, and even if they admit that they were instigated, nothing will change.

Brooklyn completely let go of the 'stinking shit' of the morning and began to concentrate on the jury selection.

He had just passed a 'queer' when the computer suddenly 'went out'. Not only did the computer turn off, but judging by the faint exclamations, the entire building was 'turned off'.

Sure enough, soon Bob appeared in front of Brooklyn.

"Our entire courthouse is without power." Wait a few moments, the backup power comes on and the power is restored. But Brooklyn glanced out the window and didn't relax.

There are no power outages around, only e.. There is a power outage in Building Y.

"Go call the city hall and ask what's going on." Standby power is not unlimited, in the form of e.. Calculated by normal power consumption, the backup power can be used for three days.

But unfortunately, now e.. In 'decorating', additional electricity is needed, so the backup power may support two days at most.

According to common sense, two days for a short-term, non-large-scale power outage is enough to recover. Thinking of the idiots of the construction workers' union who had just been taken away by the police, Brooklyn felt that things might not be so simple.

"Brooklyn. The city hall said that it needed to be consulted. Bob put down the phone and said. Brooklyn shook her head

"Why didn't he let us go to NERC?" The federal grid operation and management can be broadly divided into four levels.

The first layer is NERC, or the North American Electric Reliability Association, which is directly supervised by FERC, and is responsible for coordinating the networked operation of the entire federal power grid, developing and enforcing reliability standards, and conducting reliability assessments and predictions.

NERC is a large North American agency that not only involves the Federation, but also is subject to the supervision and jurisdiction of the country directly north of the Union.

It is unlikely to make only e.. The power outage of the Y family came. The second layer n, which is the Northeast District Electric Power Coordination Association.

Responsible for the coordination of electricity for the entire northeastern territory of the Federation. In terms of size, N is also a cross-state regional organization, and Brooklyn doesn't think it's very likely.

The third layer is ISO or RTO. That is, regional independent grid operation organizations or regional transmission organizations.

Responsible for assessing the reliability and economics of the region and approving the construction plans of the power companies it supervises.

The fourth layer is the regional power company, which is mainly responsible for carrying out the construction work.

"Call the Grid Operator in New York." Brooklyn commanded. The reason why it is a third tier and not a fourth tier is because the power company only owns the grid and operates it with ISO and RTO.

In other words, what the power company says doesn't count, and ISO has the final say with the RTO on where to supply power or where to cut off power.

Bob quickly dialed the New York Power Grid operation.

"Overhaul? Why weren't we notified? ”

"Okay, when is it going to be overhauled?"

"What? At least a week? How do we work in a week? By the time he said this, Bob had already looked up at Brooklyn, waiting for further instructions from Brooklyn.

Brooklyn didn't have any instructions. Before Bob could hang up the phone, Brooklyn had already pulled out his phone and called Frank and Winston.

It seems that they were not the only ones who 'conspired' last night.