The first video is opened. The screen is blue, white in the light, and black in the dark.

This is a normal manifestation of surveillance video. In important places such as airports and banks, the surveillance cameras used are all in high-definition quality, and some cameras can even zoom, which is enough to see billboards 100 meters away, while in places like convenience stores, the surveillance cameras used are not so good.

Most of this part belongs to civilian surveillance, and some of them are not even installed by the shopkeepers themselves, but are required by the community.

Naturally, such a surveillance camera will not have any high-definition pixels, and it is enough to record the image. The screen remains still, only the timeline crawls forward slowly, telling everyone that the screen doesn't stop.

After more than ten seconds of video recording, two pairs of feet appeared in view, followed by two figures. Due to the unclear image quality, it is not possible to intuitively recognize the person in the picture.

Fortunately, Trenco was prepared. He pressed the pause button, and at some point he had two thick stacks of papers in his hands.

Trenco flipped through the pages and pulled out two photographs, one in one hand, to show to the crowd.

"I'm holding pictures in my left hand that have been taken from the surveillance footage, and of course, they've been denoised."

"What I'm holding in my right hand is the result of the face comparison in the picture."

"The two people in the picture are employees of the Succubus Banquet Company." The two photos were handed to a juror for the jurors to see, and Trenco pressed play, and the video continued.

As soon as the two employees reached the center of the frame, a large group of people followed. This time, Tronco didn't press the pause immediately, but waited for the group to huzz and cheer past before pausing.

"After investigation, it was verified that these people are all employees of the Succubus Banquet Company, a total of 17 people." The screen continues to play.

Then there is a succubus employee going back and forth, carrying party supplies such as tablecloths, balloons, etc. This section lasted about half an hour, and Tranco adjusted the playback speed to 3 times the speed, skipped it quickly, and only stopped for a few moments.

It wasn't until the succubus's employees finished moving and the picture fell silent again that Trenco pressed the pause again.

He took out two stacks of pictures that he had prepared and displayed them one by one. In the same way, the left hand is a video screenshot, and the right hand is a profile photo.

He briefly introduced each employee of the succubus, right up to the last one.

"Ovis Velázquez de Silva, that is, our victim, Ovis de Silva Velázquez." In her left hand is a girl holding an ornament.

"We can see that every succubus employee is wearing a badge with their name written on their chest." Trenco put the photo down and picked up the next one to display.

This is a zoomed-in picture of the chest, and the badge occupies the whole picture, and there is a mass of molded lakes and lakes inside, and the letters on it are curved like earthworms crawling.

"After processing, we recognized what was written on it." Tranco took out the processed photo, which was written by Ovis Velázquez de Silva.

"There was a timestamp on the surveillance footage, and she wasn't seen among the employees who entered the first time, and it wasn't until they were halfway through the move that Orvis joined. This is her first appearance. Trunco picked up the picture of Orvis that had just been shown.

"This point in time corroborates the fact that Orvis was late for reading a book in the library." Late for work due to reading books in the library is the testimony of Orvis's classmates, but it has been invalidated by Brooklyn.

"This surveillance footage confirms that Orvis was indeed at Edward Norton's party on the evening of April 25." With that, Trunco continued to play the video.

There was a brief stutter on the screen, and by the time it was played, it was already dark. Two girls dressed as bunny girls stood in the doorway, bending down and bowing from time to time, guiding the guests upstairs.

Every time the bunny girl bows, Trenco pulls out a photo to correspond to the guests she guides.

When the time reaches 8:17, the picture stops again.

"From here on, the people who enter the apartment building are all residents of the apartment building." With an explanation, Trenko continued playing.

This time, the timeline jumped directly to more than eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. At this time, the streets were already silent and deserted, there were no people at all, and although the timeline at the bottom of the screen was still walking, the picture seemed to be still.

Just when everyone was staring at this motionless 'picture' a little impatiently, a figure suddenly ran out in a panic.

It didn't take two seconds for the figure to disappear from the moment it appeared, like a ghost. Trunco tried twice, but couldn't pause until the figure appeared, and he had no choice but to give up.

Turning off the surveillance footage, he took out the photo again.

"Here's what we took from the surveillance we just saw." Both the jurors and the observers craned their necks to see what the figures looked like.

It's a pity that the monitoring pixel is too scummy, and there is only a shadow on it, and there is no way to identify it.

"Unfortunately, this image has been processed several times, and we still can't confirm its identity." Trangco explained with the processed photo

"From the photos, we can only vaguely confirm that this is a person with long hair, probably a woman. Due to the hunched nature of her as she fled, we can only approximate her height to be between 163 and 175. Barefoot, looking flustered. ”

"She runs with something in her arms and turns back as she runs."

"In addition, although the picture is not clear, we can vaguely see that she seems to be wearing very little." The chatter in the courtroom began to buzz.

Jason Bull sat firmly in the plaintiff's seat, unmoved. Edward Norton breathed a sigh of relief and even grinned.

"But." Tranco Road

"We copied all the surveillance footage on this street and found her from other surveillance footage through a time stamp." After speaking, Trangco directly clicked on another video.

Compared with the unclear picture quality of the previous paragraph, but the surveillance that can be seen clearly, this video is a bit beyond the scope of human comprehension.

It is a splicing video, and the means of splicing are very rough, the picture quality is different, the picture size is different, the light and shade are different, and the color tone is not the same.

And the background of the video is not constant, but chaotic and constantly changing. However, there is indeed a figure inside, sometimes the lake is still clear, running all the way from beginning to end.

Most people are confused after watching this video and don't understand what it is. Edward Norton, on the other hand, turned pale and nervously looked sideways at Burns Norton.

Pence Norton, on the other hand, looked gloomy and couldn't tell what he was thinking. Brooklyn got it. It's a video stitched together from cameras in various locations showing the movement of a figure from an apartment building to a street corner.

"This is the street surveillance stitching screen I explained before the surveillance screen was played." Trunco's words confirmed Brooklyn's speculation.

"We extracted the images captured by the cameras at different locations through timestamps and stitched them together to determine the movement routes of the running figures in the screens, as well as more specific information." He turned off the stitching video, called up photos of different shapes and arranged them on the screen, and then took out a street overhead map, marked them one by one according to the order of the monitoring location, and finally connected them into a line.

"This is the movement route of the figure under surveillance."

"But it wasn't important, the important thing was that we were lucky enough to get clearer images from the surveillance video of a bank and a gym." He zoomed in on two pictures.

In the picture, a naked girl holding her clothes is running in a panic. Her countenance bears a high resemblance to Orvis.

On her body, neck, and back, conspicuous marks can be faintly seen. The clothes in her arms are the clothes of the succubus employees, and they are highly similar to the clothes photographed at the entrance of the apartment building.

"What happened to Ovis de Silva Velázquez at the party, getting all over the body, not even wanting his salary, and running away without even clothes?" Trunco asked, coming to the dock as he asked.

Edward Norton's face was pale and his lips were trembling, while the defendant's lawyer was furious and stood up and shouted

“obje！”

"Objections are invalid!" The defendant's lawyer was stunned and said loudly

"Your Excellency, I haven't said ...... yet"

"Objections are invalid!" Brooklyn cut him off and raised his chin at Edward Norton

"As a party organizer, please explain."

“obje！”

"My client is not a witness, let alone a criminal! He has the right to refuse to answer questions! The plaintiff's lawyer has no right to ask my client to answer his questions! Brooklyn asked, silent for a moment

"Are you against me? Are you sure? The defendant's lawyer was stunned and looked at Trunco. Trenco shrugged his shoulders and half-sideways out of the way so that the defendant's lawyer could see Brooklyn's angry face clearly, while gentlemanly extending his hand and motioning to the other party that it was the judge who asked the question, not him.

"Defendant Edward Norton, please explain." Brooklyn said. Edward Norton was trembling with nervousness, and as he stood up, he looked at Burns Norton pleadingly.

Unfortunately, Pence Norton didn't respond to him. However, his lawyer quickly cleared him up.

The defendant's lawyer was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and reached out to stop his client.

"Your Excellency, my client is not a criminal or a witness. The court and the plaintiff have no right to compel our client to answer a question. ”

"But he's the party starter, and he has an obligation to make sure the participants are safe." Trenco arched the fire on the side

"He is a federal citizen, and while enjoying the benefits and benefits of a federal citizen in accordance with the law, he should also fulfill the obligations of a federal citizen." The defendant's lawyer argued

"The Federal Constitution does not require citizens to answer their questions!" Trangco is-for-tat

"But explain the situation and help the police and even the courts figure out what exactly is happening that is the duty of every federal citizen!"

"I have the right to remain silent." The defendant's lawyer said gloomily. In fact, at this point, it doesn't matter if Edward Norton answers the question or not, his performance just now speaks for itself.

"Good news, I see the color of hope." Jason Bull's headset is filled with real-time updates from the mirror jury at ATC headquarters

"It's finally not all red!" Jason Bull smiled, turned his head and whispered a few words of explanation to the representative of the nonprofit organization.

Consciously, he looked up and met Brooklyn, who was looking at him. Jason Bull smiled at Brooklyn and bowed his head to continue explaining the situation on the field.

Brooklyn withdrew his gaze from Jason and did not continue to force Edward Norton to answer the question.

Neither federal law nor court proceedings require the defendant to answer questions, especially if he is not on the witness stand.

"I'll ask when you sit there." Trunco pointed to the witness stand and spoke to Edward Norton.

“obje！！” The defendant's lawyer was shouting about to burst.

"He's intimidating my client!" He pointed at Trenko and said loudly.

"Tronco." Brooklyn shouted as if in warning. Trunco said immediately

"Withdraw the question just now." After speaking, he walked to the jury, stood in the center of the jury, opened his hand slightly, and said

"You've probably all had experience throwing a party or going to a party." His gaze scanned back and forth across the jury bench, occasionally making eye contact with the jurors.

The jurors he saw nodded unconsciously.

"If you were hosting a party and a guest on the way was naked, with bruises all over his back, suddenly running out in horror with his clothes in his arms, how would you react?" Trunco pointed sideways to the dock

"Scared stupid like him, with 'Don't ask me' written all over his face, 'Ask me and I won't know'?"

“obje！”

"The objection is invalid." Brooklyn looked up

"Lawyer for the defendant, either tell us the answer to this question, or remain gentlemanly." The defendant's lawyer turned pale, he glanced at his boss, and sat down unwillingly.

"It seems that you choose a gentleman." Brooklyn smacked her mouth

"It's a shame, I'd love to know the answer to that question." As he said this, Brooklyn looked up at the plaintiff's seat.

Jason Bull looked up again as if he had a feeling. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jason Bull nodded undetectably, withdrawing his gaze.

"Trangko, you can continue." Brooklyn Road. Tronco spread his hands

"I don't know what it's like for young people to throw parties nowadays, but the parties I've attended, the host takes care of every guest."

"Maybe the party will be crazy, maybe there will be something that is not well taken care of. But a normal, healthy party, especially one attended by a father, is unlikely to have a lady run out naked with her clothes in her hands and no one knows or notices. With that, Trunco nodded to the jury and turned back to the plaintiff's bench.

"It's your turn, Mr. Defendant Lawyer, who loves to interrupt others." Brooklyn Road. Ignoring Brooklyn's sarcasm, the defendant's lawyer stood up and said directly

"Just now, the plaintiff kept calling Orvis a guest. But Ovis is an employee of the Succubus Feast Company, and she attends the party for the sole purpose of serving. ”

"Please remember that it was my client who hired the Succubus Banquet Company to set up the venue and throw the party."

"My client's classmates, even my client's father, can be considered guests at the party, but the employees of the Succubus Feast Company are not. They are the staff. ”