Chapter 380, a true warrior dares to face Brooklyn

"You can check their documents and give them a temporary pass."

"It's better to have someone check the instruments on the side."

"Then it would be better for us to leave a room empty and let them leave their equipment in the courthouse, so that they don't have to check every time they enter and exit."

"What if someone only shoots once and leaves? I think there should be a special channel for equipment testing. ”

"Who's the one who broke it? The equipment used by the media is particularly expensive, and the court's budget is already tight. I think opening up temporary channels for media professionals is the most cost-effective and time-saving way. And we don't face so many media people every day. Temporary passages are set up, and it is convenient to remove them when they are finished. Other methods are too cumbersome. The cost is too high. Brooklyn was persuaded by the last intern.

Especially his words 'too troublesome' and 'too costly', coupled with the glowing eyes of Nelly beside him......

"Parking problems." The first problem is solved, and Brooklyn throws up the second problem.

"The increasing number of media vehicles is seriously crowding the parking space of lawyers and clients. Soon there will be an embarrassing situation where there is nowhere to park. ”

"Once the parking lot is full, people who come after can only wander around Hoover Avenue to find other places to park. This time it caused traffic congestion on Hoover Avenue. Once Hoover Avenue is congested, it is likely to trigger a series of chain reactions, causing traffic congestion or even paralysis throughout New York. ”

"Media vehicles are not allowed in the parking lot."

"Increasing the price of parking fees can effectively limit the number of vehicles entering and leaving. Give the choice to the other person. ”

"Banning media vehicles from entering and exiting could lead to unnecessary conflicts, and I think it would be more appropriate to raise the price of the charges." The interns were talking about it, and the clerks were taking a few notes, and they were stunned for a while, wandering around the world, and then making a few more notes when they came back to their senses.

The judges, on the other hand, kept their heads down, looked at the files or indictments in their hands with a serious expression, and blatantly 'fished' under Brooklyn's nose.

The discussion quickly yielded results. Brooklyn threw out a few more questions, and after they were answered one by one, it was the judges' turn to ask questions.

The first to speak was Alan Hope. He put down the indictment, opened his notebook, frowned, and slowly rummaged through it to find the problem he had recorded.

He was referring to something that surprised Brooklyn.

"The judge on duty classifies the case and then assigns it to other judges, which is indeed convenient for other people, shortens the trial time, and improves the completion rate of the case, but the problem is also very serious."

"We have increased from one judge on duty to two, and we still can't ensure that the indictment received that day will be cleared on the same day. Now I deal with the rest of the previous day every morning, and I can only process the new indictments received that day in the afternoon. ”

"Last week, I had people record the time allocation of the day, and found that because the duty judge is required to mark and classify the indictment, it requires the duty judge to read the indictment more carefully than simply judging whether it meets the admissibility criteria. Doing so can take a lot of time. "At the beginning of his tenure, Brooklyn proposed that the cases be classified, and then the judges would choose the categories that needed to be dealt with.

Due to the similarity of similar eucalyptus, the work efficiency of judges can be greatly promoted, and the e.. y.

But in doing so, it was painful for the judge on duty. In the past, judges on duty did not need to read the indictment carefully, they only needed to confirm that the indictment did not meet the admissibility criteria, but now they must carefully read the contents of the indictment and mark and classify them according to the merits.

Judges can select the classification tags they want to work on today through the intranet, and the intranet will automatically assign the files to the judge's computer.

This makes it convenient for the judges in the back, but it keeps the judges on duty busy to death. Alan Hope asks a very real question.

But it's hard to solve. Brooklyn has already increased the number of rotating judges, and it is impossible to continue to increase it, and if we just want to solve the problem by increasing the number of judges, then it would be better to make all judges on the rotating bench.

This policy cannot be canceled either. Because the classification and marking method has achieved obvious results, judges have made their work easier and more efficient, and the backlog rate of eucalyptus has continued to decrease.

Brooklyn asked several times, but still no one could come up with a solution, so the problem could only be put on hold for the time being.

Alan Hope prepared such a question, and seeing that it was not solved, he did not say much, closed the notebook and continued to look down at the indictment, and finally circled two large numbers with a pencil on the cover.

The number is the marking number, and when the meeting is over, he only needs to take the indictment back to the office, find the corresponding indictment from the intranet, and mark the number.

Brooklyn asked the others. One question after another was raised. Some mentioned the impact of the renovation company's work on the courtroom, saying that the workers' machines were so noisy that everyone in his courtroom had to shout when they spoke.

Some mentioned the hand sanitizer provided in the bathroom, and the batch of hand sanitizer purchased now is too irritating to the skin, and she is very uncomfortable when using this hand sanitizer, and hopes to change it.

There is also a mention that the roll paper is too brittle, and I hope to replace it with a softer roll paper; When it comes to the problem of circuit aging, I hope to replace the circuit as soon as possible; When it comes to the security of the lounge, hoping to set an early warning bell, the judge mentioned one of his clients last week, when the two parties were discussing a transaction in the lounge, the plaintiff suddenly pulled out a knife and pounced on the defendant, if it wasn't for the lawyer's stop, the defendant's intestines would have been dug out...... All kinds of big and small problems are raised, and then solved one by one, and those that cannot be solved are recorded and put aside for the time being.

Twenty minutes later, the meeting ended. The Brooklyn group returned to their offices, grabbed their computers, and headed for Courtroom No. 9.

……………… Inside Courtroom No. 9. As Ray and another bailiff opened the door, reporters who had been waiting outside rushed in.

In a few moments, the huge auditorium was already filled. But the flow of people did not stop, and there was still a steady stream of reporters carrying long guns and short guns into the courtroom, occupying the aisles, staying in the last row, or sticking to the wall to the point where they were not in sight, and setting up their equipment.

Pence Norton and his assistant team were only two minutes late when they were blocked in the doorway and barely able to get in.

With so many out-of-town media, Courtroom No. 9 today is like a wet market, noisy.

When Brooklyn came in, it was faced with such a scene. Bob was already shouting at the top of his lungs, but his voice was still drowned out in the noise.

It's been a long time since Bob has seen such a noisy courtroom, and usually he and Brooklyn just need to show up in the courtroom, and the courtroom will be silent as if the mute button has been pressed.

He only needs to speak a little louder than normal to make the audience hear. But not anymore.

His face was already red from shouting, his brain was slightly dizzy, and the vegetable market was still a vegetable market. Bob began to miss the old courtroom, and secretly despised it in his heart: it has to be our New York media, look, even those hyenas know to shut up, these old townspeople...... Brooklyn stood in the judge's seat, didn't sit down, he just stood, put the glass next to the gavel, opened the laptop, pressed the power button, and looked up at the crowded courtroom.

Dresses, body types, and accents mingle to make it look like a small chamber concert rather than a courtroom.

He looked back at Bob and beckoned him to bring him a microphone. There is a microphone in the courtroom. Sometimes the judge may need to rotate all day long, without any rest at all, and he can still shout in the first few court sessions, but his voice is hoarse in the back.

This is where a microphone comes in. Brooklyn rarely speaks during trials, so the microphone in Courtroom 9 doesn't work much time and is usually set aside to eat dust.

Today, I have to invite it out of the mountain. Bob quickly took the microphone over, and after helping to connect the wire, Brooklyn took the microphone directly in his hand and just stood and spoke

"Courtroom No. 9 is very lively today." Bob directly turned up the microphone to the maximum, and the eight speakers in the courtroom worked at the same time, suppressing the noise at once.

The crowd fell silent and turned to look at Brooklyn. Brooklyn smiled, his eyes wandering around the courtroom.

"I see a lot of unfamiliar faces in the courtroom today." He pointed to the Dallas Morning News, then to the Good Morning New York radio reporters, who had to huddle in the corner because they were late.

"I also found a lot of outside media friends."

"You may be coming to my court for the first time, and you are curious about me and my courtroom, and it's okay, we have been together for a long time, and my court and I are very welcoming to everyone."

"At the same time, I hope that everyone will follow my order. Before each trial, I read out the court discipline, you need to listen carefully, because violations of discipline can result in expulsion or even fines, and of course, if you don't understand or don't hear clearly, you can also ask the local New York media around you for advice. Saying that Brooklyn finally found the reporter from the crowd, he pointed to the balding middle-aged reporter and smiled

"Friends, for example. They had dealt with me many times and were most familiar with my court discipline. The alleged reporter smiled awkwardly.

They were almost killed like chickens by Brooklyn, and of course they were familiar.

"Don't be nervous." Brooklyn smiled back

"As long as you're disciplined, you see, haven't you been doing well since the last time you were ticketed?" Brooklyn's homely opening made the atmosphere in the courtroom very relaxed, and many media people chuckled.

Whether it's a federal court or a state court, most judges nowadays are assistants who shout, the judge enters, and then starts directly, and there are few judges who greet everyone as kindly as Brooklyn.

This makes Brooklyn look very unprofessional and unserious. But people in the media don't care. They like to be mavericks, after all, only a maverick can stand out and be news.

Journalists have already started to turn on their cameras to record what has just happened. Local New York reporters were not so relaxed, they didn't even have a smile on their faces, they all had a straight face, a serious expression, and they were seriously and silently adjusting the equipment, or they were sitting there with their laptops pulled out, silent.

Even when colleagues from other places enthusiastically stepped forward to talk, they just rolled their eyelids and did not make a sound. Ten minutes passed quickly.

Jason Bull and Tranko, along with representatives of several nonprofit organizations, sat in the plaintiff's seat, Edward Norton and his team of lawyers, and elite lawyer Fan Fan and his assistant sat in the defendant's dock.

The Brooklyn computer was successfully powered on and connected to the intranet. He looked at the clerk, sat down after Jerry nodded, 'roll call' while operating the computer, confirmed that the original defendants were all present and no one was absent, typed '√' in the corresponding position of the spreadsheet, and then raised his head and began to read out the court discipline.

Registrar Jerry didn't moveβ€”he had already made a backup, copy-pasting it after Brooklyn announced the start.

"It is strictly forbidden to bring the following items into the courtroom, if they have been brought into the courtroom, please consciously stand up and hand them over to the bailiff for safekeeping, and the bailiff will return them after the trial: firearms, ammunition, knives with a blade length of more than 5 cm and other lethal instruments, flammable and explosive materials, suspected explosives, radioactive, toxic, corrosive, and strong-smelling substances, as well as infectious disease pathogens, slogans, banners, leaflets." As soon as the first one came out, there was a slight commotion below.

The federal court doesn't care about this, and the guns and ammunition in front of it, explosives, radioactive and other materials are understandable, after all, these items can injure others.

But the slogans, banners, and leaflets behind it are incomprehensible. In the eyes of the Federation, isn't this just covering your mouth!

Brooklyn ignored them and continued to read it.

"During the trial, it is strictly forbidden to applaud, make noise, smoke, eat, make or receive phone calls, it is strictly forbidden to interrupt the judge's speech, it is strictly forbidden to make noise, storm the courtroom, disrupt the courtroom order, it is strictly forbidden to threaten or intimidate the court staff and the original defendant, it is strictly forbidden to communicate with the parties, and it is strictly forbidden to communicate with the jury...... "Brooklyn's series of strict prohibitions dumbfounded this group of outsiders.

They blinked, thought about it, and saw that Brooklyn had said a lot, and that it was summed up as asking them to be invisible.

Now some people are not happy.

"You can't do that!" Before Brooklyn could finish reading, someone shouted

"You're violating the law of rights! We have the right to speak! Brooklyn stopped reading. a. The New York Times, Good Morning New York ...... Even the balding reporters couldn't help but look back, wanting to see which 'warrior' was 'speaking up'.

"The Houston Chronicle?" Brooklyn's eyes were excellent, and he could see the big 'Houston Chronicle' sign on the machine next to the person who spoke.

He turned to look at Bob. Bob had expertly pulled out a form and walked towards him. Brooklyn nodded, took out his pen and began filling out the form.

"You can leave." Brooklyn said as he filled in

"Remember to pay the fine before leaving." Those who spoke against it looked stunned.

"What?"

"Ray." After Brooklyn opened the ticket, he shouted Thunder directly. Ray stepped forward with two bailiffs.