Brooklyn worked hard all afternoon, and Extra Brown spent half the night coming up with a 'whitewashing plan'.

He felt that what he was about to do was to wash his name. His whitewashing scheme was unlike any other. It's not about being on the show, increasing exposure, and forcibly instilling impressions with frequent exposure.

He decided to go for the 'usual routine'. How did he get his nickname 'Themis'? Brooklyn decided to do it all over again.

His own job is that of a judge, and he started as a judge, and little by little he has been working until now. He's going to get back to his job.

Of course, while whitewashing, he did not forget the sword of Damocles hanging above his head. Brooklyn has prepared accordingly.

It's not that he doesn't trust the military, it's that the behemoth of the military is too mysterious in front of him. Until now, he looked at the military like a blind man touching an elephant, and he couldn't get the whole picture at all.

Working with a mysterious force that he didn't know anything about before, he didn't have a choice, but now he wants to be a good person...... Monday, June 10th.

e.. Y's regular meeting didn't go well. Before the interns were there, everyone didn't think anything of it, and sometimes they even disliked the interns for being clumsy, always thinking about being lazy and not thinking about work.

But now the interns are gone, and everyone is a little uncomfortable. This casually called the intern to help pour a cup of coffee, but no one answered the cup he was holding, but fell to the ground, and the one casually called the intern to make meeting minutes, and no one replied for a long time...... Even Brooklyn has called the wrong name several times.

His position here is more volatile and uncomfortable. Bob was only privately hired in Brooklyn, and he had so much work to do that it was no longer possible to follow him all the time as he used to.

Now following Brooklyn and succeeding Bob to work on a guy named Webster Chester.

Webster was a bailiff in Court 9, and when questioned in Brooklyn, both Bob and Ray recommended Webster.

This is a man about the same age as Brooklyn, and about the same height as Brooklyn, but he is much stronger than Brooklyn, and looks taller than Brooklyn.

Webster was really strong, and unlike Bob, who was full of fat, he was more like Ray. Webster is a non-talkative guy, and his taciturn appearance makes him look a little silly.

Of course, Brooklyn thinks another reason Bob recommended him to Ray was because he was from the countryside. Webster has the warmth, rusticness, and savagery characteristic of the Confederate countrymen.

He doesn't bother to think about things, his philosophy is to listen to the boss, and he will do whatever the boss says.

Webster used to listen to Ray, and then he listened to Bob - Ray hadn't come yet, but then Bob was promoted and Ray came, and he listened to Ray.

Now Ray is leaving, Bob is gone, he's also promoted, and he's listening to Brooklyn now. As soon as Brooklyn gives him an order to throw whoever he throws out of the courtroom, he throws them out.

This may give the illusion of being silly, but according to Bob and Ray's evaluation, this Webster is more than just silly.

The real Han Han is what the boss asks him to do, he does what the boss asks him to throw people out, and he throws people out, and the boss asks him to kill people.

Webster too, Brooklyn asked him to throw people out, but Brooklyn asked him to shoot at the crowd with a gun!

There was absolutely no way he could do it. The essential difference between true stupidity and false stupidity lies in whether or not you have your own complete view of right and wrong.

Brooklyn hadn't spoken a few words to Webster, so he wasn't familiar with the new assistant. He just needed someone who was obedient and could remind him of his schedule as Bob asked.

More precisely, this assistant was actually hired by Bob. He needed to deal with Bob more, and Bob felt comfortable.

Webster, who didn't look very smart, was dressed in extra spirit today, standing behind Brooklyn with a straight waist.

Even if Brooklyn always called him 'Bob' from the beginning to the end of the meeting, he didn't complain.

Every time he was lifted, he would push his well-developed pectoral muscles more outward, and his head would be slightly raised. At the end of the awkward meeting, Brooklyn smiled apologetically at Webster and apologized for calling the wrong name.

Webster said aloud, serious and serious

"It's okay, boss, I understand, and forgive you!" Brooklyn was stunned for a moment, smiled and nodded at Webster, and then beckoned Jerry to come over - Jerry came back early this morning, put his arm around Jerry's neck and told him to go get some indictments.

He likes smart people, and he likes silly fools, but he doesn't like smart people disguised as fools. Everyone is out to mix, and those who can get this far are all some Taoists, who doesn't know who?

Do you have to put on a ridiculous disguise and pretend to be smart? Standing around the corner of the hallway, patting Jerry on the back and watching him walk into Gracie Pamela's office, Brooklyn glanced back at Webster who was following him, took out his phone and sent a text message to Bob, and then said casually as he walked to the office

"You go and tell the court to prepare, and we'll have a trial today."

"Okay." Webster should be down.

"That's right." Brooklyn called Webster Road, who was about to leave

"We're going to have a court for a long time to come. Tell everybody to get ready – forget it, you go tell them to come to the office, I have something to say. Webster pursed his lips and nodded.

Brooklyn walked to the office alone, and the cell phone in his pocket vibrate. Bob replied. He had just texted Bob about his discomfort and dislike for Webster.

He thinks that Webster is obviously very smart, but he has to pretend to be a fool, which is fooling others, and he wants to change people.

Bob's reply sent Brooklyn into a familiar atmosphere for a second. [Man, Webster is just protecting himself, that's a great guy, trust me.]

Ray and I won't hurt you. You need to let go of your prejudices and treat him the way you did to me. If you can be patient and let go of prejudice against me, you can do the same to him.

By the way, I'd suggest you hire another assistant to take care of the Harvard side of things, there's so much of a chore here, God, I'm going to break it!

The familiar intimacy made Brooklyn smile, and Brooklyn gained a brief peace of mind when he looked at everything in the morning.

Webster was very efficient. The crowd arrived quickly. Ray left, and the Adams family's 'little master' withdrew halfway, leaving the security of Court 9 weak.

Brooklyn explained the work plan for the near future, told Nelly and Jerry to do a good job of paperwork and not make mistakes in their busyness, and told the bailiffs to pay attention to safety.

Ray left, Webster was promoted, and now the bailiff 'head' in Courtroom 9 is a guy named Partridge Algernon.

Bob and Webster were among the first members of Court 9, and they were among the oldest members of the Nelly group.

Then there was Partridge Algernon and Ray, and then Jerry and another bailiff. The federation is also senior.

As Brooklyn spoke, he observed Partridge's expression and saw that there was nothing unusual about him. After giving everyone a vaccination in advance, everyone dispersed and went to prepare for the trial.

They are all old people who have a lot of work, and they can do whatever they need to do with their eyes closed. Brooklyn waited in the office for a while, and Jerry returned with the indictment.

At the top is a tome. Brooklyn looked at it twice, looking strange. He looked up at Jerry, tapped on the tome of the indictment, and asked

"Did you pick it or did she give it to you?" Jerry looked at Brooklyn with the same odd look, and he replied with a shake of his head

"She has already divided it, and this one is for No. 9."

"Didn't you check?" Brooklyn asked.

"Of course." Jerry raised his voice slightly

"Of course I checked."

"I told her that we wouldn't accept this eucalyptus, and she insisted on giving it to me. We argued for a while, and she said that she was the judge on duty and that he had the right to decide which indictment went to whom. I can't talk about her. Brooklyn nodded.

No wonder, it took so long for Jerry to get an indictment, it turned out to be a war of words.

Brooklyn closed the indictment and shouted

“b…… Weber! Webster! Webster strode in and stood with Jerry, looking like a black bear and a minor.

Despite his best efforts to maintain his seriousness, the slightly raised corners of his mouth had betrayed him. He's in a good mood.

Brooklyn glanced at the corners of his mouth and muttered to himself, 'What's so happy about this?'

"Let's see if Judge Stevenson and Judge Gracie are there, and let them come over." Webster replied loudly

"Yes, boss."

"Wait." Brooklyn called out to Webster and corrected

"You can call me Brooklyn or Judge Brooklyn, not the boss, it sounds like a villain from a movie."

"Okay, Judge Brooklyn." Webster was as good as he was and immediately corrected. Brooklyn nodded.

Webster walked like the wind, and Gracie Pamela and Stevenson Aubrey soon followed.

Brooklyn gestured to the couch and asked the two to sit down. Jerry brought two cups of coffee with a very good eye. Brooklyn walked around the table, sat down in a chair, and came face to face with the two, glancing at Jerry

"How does it feel? Are there any difficulties in working on duty? "Still not enough to be eye-catching - three people, two cups of coffee, what do I drink?

Brooklyn complained about Jerry in his heart, but his face was warm. Stevenson Aubrey is another judge on duty.

He frowned, said a lot unceremoniously, and finally concluded

"I've mentioned it all in the morning meeting before. The main problem is that there are not enough people and too many pieces of mail are received every day. ”

"We can just do our job well, go to work when the time comes, and leave work when the time comes, regardless of how many people are waiting anxiously in the back, and regardless of the mountains of indictments, regardless of whether the person concerned has died of illness, but it is not his turn yet."

"But we are courts, not large private companies. Before joining the court, you should do a good job of psychological construction, in addition to making money, you should also do something for the society and the country. Working in a government agency should not only be an employee, but also be responsible. Brooklyn subconsciously looked back, but did not see the familiar figure.

Lei went through the resignation procedures today and was running all over the building. Brooklyn heard the familiar flavor in Stevenson's words.

This kind of recognition, such a sense of responsibility rarely appears in the Federation. The Federation is not without responsible people, but their reasons for being responsible have nothing to do with responsibility and contribution.

Their responsibility stems from the ancient chivalry, who believed that the strong needed to have mercy on the weak and to help the weak.

Brooklyn thought of Ray and Ray's organization, and then accidentally thought a little too much.

He couldn't have looked at Stevenson quite right.

"What about you?" Fortunately, it was two people who were called in to talk. Brooklyn asked in time to change the subject. Gracie Pamela had been sitting quietly since she walked into the office, and she shook her head when she saw Brooklyn ask herself

"I'm in a similar situation to Judge Stevenson."

"Hmph," Judge Stevenson snorted heavily, expressing his disdain for Gracie. Brooklyn nodded, pretending not to see the disagreement between the two, he got up and took the tome of the indictment from the table, put it on the arm of the sofa, and said gently

"This is Jerry, my judge's assistant, the indictment that he just got from the judge on duty today."

"I would like to ask why Prosecutor Anne Aldington's eucalyptus was given to me?"

"Even if it's completely random, shouldn't it be checked after it's allocated?"

"We are the courts, not only to be fair and impartial, but also to let the public know that only when they know that we are fair and impartial, will they trust us."

"What will the public think about assigning me the eucalyptus that my fiancée is responsible for?" Originally, Brooklyn was going to be in charge of the supposedly touching and complicated eucalyptus in Annie's possession—before he realized the change in his popularity.

Now that Brooklyn has just made a whitewashing plan, how can he do such an easily misunderstood thing?

Brooklyn spoke to the two judges on duty with great righteousness. Stevenson's color does not change. He didn't make a mistake in the first place, and he has always pursued a sense of responsibility, doing things seriously and responsibly, so naturally he won't think that these words are aimed at him.

On top of that, he hadn't seen Jerry this morning except in the conference room. Gracie Pamela's face drooped, looking puffed out.

Naturally, she could tell it was coming at her. She thinks Brooklyn is taking revenge. As for what she carried, she couldn't control much.

Gracie, of course, knew she was wrong, but she didn't think she was. She was so busy with work on duty, and she had such a small problem in her busyness, and she didn't mean it, as for making such a big fuss?

Gracie rolled his eyes, unfazed by Brooklyn's reprimand. It's all when the flies are buzzing! Thinking so, Gracie rolled her eyes wider and began to think about which bar to go to after work.