As he left Bellevue Public Hospital, Brooklyn saw a regathering of the media outside.

He ignored it, though.

He's going to be busy today.

In the car, Brooklyn took the time to ask Winston about the latest situation with Mr. President.

Mr. President had no intention of meeting with Brooklyn and was concentrating on preparing his campaign speech. He seems to have simply come to make campaign speeches, and he didn't want to deal with either Brooklyn or the military.

Neither the movements in Brooklyn nor the movements of the military had any effect on him.

Brooklyn doesn't see it that way.

Michael Grady will arrive in New York today with the remaining members of the military delegation, where the military delegation will be assembled.

After today, all the members of the military stationed in New York will be the next ones to face in Brooklyn.

The completion of the military delegation will inevitably lead to a new change in the situation, and it is impossible for Mr. President to ignore this at such a critical moment.

Brooklyn had a hunch that the time to meet Mr. President was not far off.

Boston has Burke Forsman in charge, and he'll help him run Harvard, keep an eye on Ms. Rozier, and find something to do for the political coalition without Brooklyn having to worry about it.

Anthony Kennedy on the African side has Dan Liz staring, and Brooklyn is not afraid that he will come out and be a demon.

If an old man in Africa, who was poked 108,000 miles away by himself, could continue to behave and let himself overturn, Brooklyn could only say to himself "he deserved it".

Washington is the top priority.

Lopez Mitchelson, the old cowboy, has a very strong political stance, which may not have been much in the past, but now, it is very deadly.

Brooklyn needs the old cowboy in Washington to help monitor the situation, liaise with allies, and always be on the lookout for the old cowboy's backlash.

In this case, he will cooperate with Mr. President, take what they need and help each other, but he will not unconditionally support Mr. President.

The cooperation between the two stems from the fact that they have a common enemy, and the enemy attacks both of them at the same time.

This kind of cooperation is not so much cooperation as cooperation under forced counterattack, all for survival.

This is completely contrary to the old cowboy's political position.

The old cowboy is a typical Texan, and even though Mr. President is not good in all his ways, his political strategy on the border is still considered by Texans.

Texans have shielded the other 49 Virgins of the Confederacy from the onslaught of refugees, but they have to suffer the cynicism of the 49 Virgins.

The hard work is done, the dirty work is done, there is no credit and hard work, the result is good, not to mention, and I have been blamed by all kinds of complaints.

This kind of grievance is cold, and the Lone Star Country is about to break its defense.

Only Mr. President understands them!

Only Mr. President genuinely cares about them!

Only Mr. President has a good idea!

Only Mr. President helped them to build the wall and speak for them until their suffering, until they were not easy!

How can they not love such Mr. President!

If Brooklyn had not been a New York judge, but a Texas judge, he would have supported Mr. President!

But reality is reality.

Lopez Mitchelson, the old cowboy who has been attracted to each other since the first meeting and supported each other through so many difficulties, this old cowboy who shares happiness and suffering, can entrust each other with their backs and entrust them with important tasks, has now become unreliable.

Brooklyn needs to keep an eye on the old cowboy's thoughts, especially after the upcoming meeting with Mr. President.

In addition to Mitchelson, there is also Michael, Michael Desciato.

If Mitchelson is a fighting partner with a common goal in life, a comrade-in-arms who is destined to fight side by side from the beginning of meeting, it is a wonderful fate, Michael is much simpler.

His original intention for taking refuge in Brooklyn was to go ashore.

Now that he has not completely cleared his name, but Brooklyn is in danger of capsizing, is he still reliable?

And Mr. Bishop of the Region, who was trapped by himself because of Harrison, will he seize the opportunity to make a move?

As the situation unfolded, Brooklyn began to pay close attention to the movements of these people's thoughts.

He needs to listen to Bob's debriefing once a day and guide his work based on the debriefing.

The car sped down the road, and Harrison drove steadily and fast, and soon returned to E. Y。

E.. There is still a large group of reporters squatting outside, and thanks to the presence of food trucks, the reporters who are squatting are not so boring, and they can chat when they have nothing to do, and spend a few dollars to buy some snacks to eat.

Brooklyn glanced at the front door and asked Harrison to drive the car into the parking lot and take the elevator back to the inner courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the office, before he could take off his coat, Webster came to report to work.

By the time Brooklyn had changed into his robes, Webster's work had just been reported.

"What's that called—"

Brooklyn walked behind his desk, turned on his computer, and said as he did it

"What Mephisto?"

"Maurice Epstein."

Webster grinned, a smirk.

"Yes, Maurice Epstein."

Brooklyn nodded.

"How is he?"

"Judge Brooklyn, the prosecutor's office has just received the news and is just starting to prepare to collect Morris's information."

Webster responded.

"Nelly?"

Brooklyn looked up and shouted.

Webster, who had been working in Court 9 for a long time, had been on the fringes and had little knowledge of Brooklyn.

Nelly was working outside when she looked up and said, "What?"

"Maurice Epstein."

Brooklyn prompted.

Nelly thought for a moment, flipped through the messy desk, curled two more fingers, and began typing using her profound two-finger Zen skills.

When Brooklyn's old computer was turned on, Brooklyn had logged into the court's internal server, and Nelly's side had the result.

"After Prosecutor Chandler Kane was hospitalized, the work of the Prosecutor's Office was presided over by his deputy, and the efficiency of the work was significantly reduced. It is estimated that Maurice Epstein will have to wait another week before he can enter the procedure."

"It's better to wait a century and come back."

Brooklyn pouted and grumbled to express her dissatisfaction with the efficiency of the prosecutor's office.

"No way, Prosecutor Chandler Cain is a manager who is very good at improving efficiency." Nelly shrugged, saying she couldn't help.

"And there are a lot of errors in the prosecution materials that the prosecutor's office has recently sent, and they need to take them back and fix them."

Nelly said.

Brooklyn shook her head.

It's all good when there's no accident, it looks like whoever is on it, and if something really happens, with comparison, you know who is more capable.

"Call Frank and ask them to get Maurice Epstein done as soon as possible, I don't want to see this idiot on the middle street of Foley Place again."

[In view of the general environment,

Morris Epstein is a circuit appellate judge, and Brooklyn urged the prosecutor's office not to get them to file an indictment against Morris Epstein as soon as possible. This is not in accordance with federal judicial process.

What Brooklyn is asking for is to gather evidence as soon as possible, complete the chain of evidence, and have the committee suspend Maurice Epstein in an attempt to remove him.

As we all know, federal judges are for life, as long as you don't make mistakes, you can die, even if you go to the operating table, you are still a judge.

Only major failures in the work of judges, such as serious violations, have occurred

In the event of judicial proceedings, bribery, or serious obstruction of judicial fairness, it will be investigated by the Judicial Committee and removed from office by the National Assembly.

It's easy to bring down Maurice Epstein, but Brooklyn wants more than just a circuit appellate judge, he wants deterrence, and he wants to keep those who are ready to act honest.

At the same time, he could not contact the prosecutor's office directly, and could only promote this matter indirectly through Frank.

Direct contact with the prosecutor's office is likely to create problems for subsequent characterization.

After instructing Nelly, Brooklyn logged into the server and continued to ask

"How's the summons going?"

"It has been sent to the defendant according to the residential address."

Webster replied.

The subpoena that Brooklyn asked was not a subpoena for the defendants who were accepted by the court today, but a subpoena for a military figure.

Brooklyn nodded, and continued to ask questions about the work that Webster had just reported on one by one, and issued the latest instructions in a timely manner when problems were found.

Webster pulled out his tablet and recorded it quickly.

After sending Webster away, Brooklyn began to process the papers that had been accumulated for several days.

Previously, he handed over most of the work of the court to Nelly, asked Nelly to handle it for herself, and authorized Nelly to handle most of the chief justice's authority, and Nelly had the right to deal directly with some unimportant or generally important documents.

This saved Brooklyn from being flooded with a sea of documents.

After reading a document about a partner organization, Brooklyn remembered the promise he had made to Dr. Andrew this morning.

He summoned Webster and Nelly to their attention to the mail from Bellevue Public Hospital, and after an investigation, listed Bellevue Public Hospital as a cooperative institution, and recommended that the judges of each court give preference to medical specialties.

When the explanation was finished, and it was close to lunchtime, Bob Frank called.

"Brooklyn, Michael Grady's plane has landed."

Frank's voice was very serious, and he could hear that the old fox was serious.

Brooklyn was ordering food at a Mexican restaurant when he received the call, and when he heard this, he gestured sorry to everyone and walked into the bathroom with the phone.

"The actual situation is different from the information I received earlier."

Frank heard the silence on Brooklyn's side, and knew that Brooklyn had found a place to talk quietly, and spoke.

"What's going on?"

Brooklyn got serious, too.

Bob told himself in the morning that Michael Grady was about to arrive in New York on a plane with the other half of the military delegation, and now that it had only been half a day, the situation had changed?

"Michael Grady only brought a few members such as Kuhl, and most of the rest were followers."

"We did the math, and with the number of people who stayed at the Manhattan Hotel yesterday, the total was less than one-tenth of the indictment we filed."

"Most of the generals who appear are high-ranking generals."

Brooklyn frowned.

Michael Grady: What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

This is not a small difference from what he said at the press conference about "full cooperation".

"What about the others? Have you found any trace of them?"

Brooklyn asked.

"I've been in contact with Bob, but I haven't found any trace of them, and there's word from Washington that their whereabouts are now classified as a military secret."

"Military secrets?"

Brooklyn sneered.

Michael Grady is planning to use military secrets as an excuse to "protect" his subordinates?

Of course he wouldn't be so kind.

Corruption in the federal army is already a well-known thing, and it is a collapse, widespread situation.

Most of the outside world can only understand each other through a few words, and it is the army itself that really understands the real situation, especially these middle and low-level officers.

Michael Gray

Dee classified their actions as military secrets and kept them from appearing in public, just to prevent any of them from being able to control their mouths.

"I've checked with my friends, and many of them have indeed been urgently recruited, and their whereabouts are unknown." Frank said at this time, "Brooklyn, I'm afraid the military secret talk is not just a talk, they may really have some secret operation."

Brooklyn's heart moved, thinking of Eric Elvis, who had suddenly disappeared.

At that time, he accidentally learned the news of Eric Elvis going to court-martial from Harrison, and after questioning, he found clues from Mark Milai, and sensed danger, and then ignored Eric Elvis, but focused on his own problems.

Suppose Mark Millay didn't know what the military was plotting, and after he knew about it, he weighed the pros and cons, and thought that it was safer and more profitable to cooperate with the military than with himself, so he cut off contact with himself.

So how did Mark Meereen get involved in the military's conspiracy?

The military should have already divided the cake at the beginning of this secret plan, which even required the president to stand.

No politician does things first and then divides the fruits.

The military is no exception.

In the Brooklyn incident, they also signed an agreement to distribute the benefits before carrying out the corresponding tasks.

The benefits have been divided, and if Mark Millai wants to get involved, he must find an opportunity.

Could this vanished Eric Elvis be his chance?

So the secret operation of the military began a month ago, or even earlier?!

Brooklyn told Frank about his guess.

"I'll have someone find out Eric Elvis, and maybe I'll be able to unearth a bigger secret."

Frank was intrigued and listened to Brooklyn.

"Be careful." Brooklyn advised, "The military doesn't act in the same way as we do, they are more like the gangs."

"I know." Frank responded.