Chapter 9: The Show Begins
Adam trembled with fear in the face of the magistrate's stern questioning, and he looked at Arthur on the prosecution bench, and then at the magistrate who seemed to be burning all over his body.
His eyes were full of tears, and he stood alone, weak and pitiful, and at a loss.
Arthur spoke calmly, his tone calm, as if it was not a human who spoke, but a sophisticated machine.
"Mr. Judge, the police did not use any torture to extract confessions, which is clearly stated in the indictment. The accused, Adam Evans, voluntarily accepted arrest and confessed to the crimes he had committed.
All interrogations are conducted in accordance with internal police principles and stand the test of both you and the public at large. ”
Adam heard Arthur speak, so he also silently shed tears and nodded his head uncontrollably.
He choked up and said intermittently: "Mr. Law and Judge, the police have not used any torture to extract confessions. I, I confessed to my crimes, and the indictment made it very clear. Yes, I'm sorry, I'm guilty. ”
Arthur and Adam's reactions directly angered the magistrate, and made him more convinced of his suspicions, and he raised the gavel and slammed it in front of the case, almost in a roaring tone.
"Adam! I'm asking you, it's you!
Why do you care what the indictment says!
Why repeat the words of the police!
Why agree with someone else's opinion unconditionally!
Do you know what happens to you if the police indictment is upheld?
You'll be hung around the noose around your neck, and you'll be sentenced to death!
Oh, kid, don't be stupid!
Do you know where you're standing?
I'm giving you a chance!
So that you can expose the truth to the public, and only then can you get a fair verdict! ”
Frightened into tears by the angry judge, Adam fell to the ground, sobbed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm guilty." I'm sorry, Mr. Judge, for you off. ”
As soon as he finished saying this, a slightly chubby middle-aged lady popped up on the jury seat, she was like a spring fed up with the pressure, and suddenly stood up and angrily accused the judge.
"I don't know any laws and I don't know what police principles are. But from my standpoint as a mother of three, you can't yell at a nine-year-old child like this, let alone intimidate him with the death penalty, which is not only unseemly, but also immoral! You can't do that to him! ”
As soon as the middle-aged lady spoke, it immediately resonated with the mothers present.
They shouted accusations at the magistrate and Arthur, complained about why they had taken such a young child to the courtroom for a crime, and threatened to go to the door of the Supreme Court after the trial to protest the injustice they had been treated in court.
The magistrate struck them several times with his gavel, but he couldn't stop them anyway, and instead made them scold even more.
The bailiffs tried to go up and maintain order, but when they saw that these ladies were so indignant, they couldn't help but feel angry.
Most of the bailiffs were also married, and they all understood that it was not a good idea to reason with angry ladies.
What's more, in this matter alone, they are also biased towards supporting the ladies.
Before the ladies were finished, the men began to express their opinions.
The bespectacled company employee spoke up, "Mr. Judge, if I'm not mistaken. Adam Evans is now only suspected of committing a crime, and is far from being convicted. But your tone is as if you're trying a real prisoner. And I think this kid is very polite, and he has behaved very well from the beginning of his appearance in court, and I really find it hard to believe that he can commit a crime. ”
The big-shouldered factory mechanic also nodded, "This kid named Adam is much better than my troublemaker." The one in my family is two years older than him, but I don't know how to say hello when I see his father. This kid looks sven, and I don't know how much I have to save if my son is like him. ”
In the face of the bailiffs who did not work hard and the dissatisfied jury, the magistrate had no choice but to wipe his sweat with a handkerchief while pleading in a low voice.
"All right, ladies and gentlemen, pay some attention to the order of the courtroom. I promise you, I'll watch my tone afterwards. It was my fault and I apologize to you. ”
When the ladies saw the magistrate's assurance, they rolled their eyes at him and sat back in their seats.
The men also kept their mouths shut, ready to see if the situation would improve in the future.
There was a deathly silence, but the smell of gunpowder wafted through the almost frozen air.
The court clerk, who was seated at the head of the judge, noticed the midwinter atmosphere of the scene, and he couldn't help but propose to the judge.
"Sir, I don't think this situation is suitable for the case to continue. I propose a 10-minute adjournment to calm the minds of the big guys. ”
The magistrate hurriedly got down the slope and said, "In that case, then adjourn the court for ten minutes." Ladies, what do you think? ”
None of the ladies were willing to deal with the judge, and at the critical moment, it was Mrs. Peel, who knew the magistrate, who came out to solve the siege.
"It's something that no one wants to see. Therefore, we respect your decision. ”
The magistrate was pardoned, and he covered his head and hurriedly prepared to go to the back hall for a cup of tea to extinguish the fire.
And the bailiff was also preparing to escort little Adam, who was sitting on the ground and weeping, back to the waiting room.
The ladies of the jury felt their hearts break when they saw him crying like this.
Seeing this, Mrs. Peel could not bear to propose: "Let me accompany him, I know how to calm the child's emotions." While this may not be appropriate, if Adam's mood does not improve, the trial may not be able to continue. ”
At this time, where did the magistrate have the courage to say half a word, even if he showed the slightest expression of reluctance, these ladies would probably tear him alive on the spot.
He nodded, "Thank you for your kindness, Lady Peel. ”
The rest of the ladies also asked, "Madam, I'll go with you." ”
"They're just too much."
"I can't imagine that this is how the court interrogated!"
"My husband wanted his children to go to law, and when he grew up, he would become a judge. What a bad idea now. If he really learns the law, he will probably not even recognize his mother in the future. ”
The magistrate was scolded by the ladies, but he did not dare to say a word.
Now he just wants to get out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
However, before his ass could leave his seat, Arthur, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"I'm sorry for delaying your precious break, but are you willing to sacrifice ten minutes to listen to me?"
Arthur unbuttoned his tuxedo and placed his police uniform and officer knife on the seat behind him.
He rolled up the tight cuffs of his shirt, propped his two strong arms on either side of the prosecution seat, and pleaded with everyone wearing only a white shirt.
"I am not speaking to you as a patrolling officer of the London Metropolitan Police, nor as a prosecutor in this case, nor as an executioner who wants to send little Adam to the gallows.
Rather, like you, I am just an ordinary Londoner with simple morals and normal values, and a good friend who knows the defendant in this case, Adam Evans, and knows his family situation, hobbies, habits and past deeds.
For this case, as well as my personal experience over the past six months or so, I would like to briefly talk to you. ”