The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 208 Shocking the audience!Detective Chuck: "What I said, who is in favor and who is against?"

in court.

The auditorium was full, and the bailiff stood outside the door, letting the people in line line up in order, and the line was endless.

In the world of American TV dramas, the public trial of the court case can be watched, but it is first-come, first-served. After the seats are full, only those who leave the outside halfway can be arranged by the bailiff to enter in order to ensure the number of people.

Chuck's case was originally a hot topic, and there was a TV performance of the prodigal son of the first lawyer on the east coast, and the excitement of yesterday's trial immediately spread at a faster speed.

People have a mentality of eating melons. Ordinary Westerners have no money and limited entertainment methods, so they tend to chase hot spots.

Therefore, even if the bailiff repeatedly reminded that the courtroom was already full of people, there might not be any point of peeing for people to choose to leave during the whole process, so they probably waited in line here for nothing, but they still didn't persuade anyone to leave.

Some people were clearly prepared, put down their ponytails and sat there to brush their phones, and some people wore something like exoskeleton armor behind them, and when they squatted down, they became seats that supported their buttocks.

inside the courtroom.

Everyone was beaming, whispering to each other, gossiping in their eyes, full of fresh anticipation about watching a blockbuster movie.

The jury is no exception.

It wasn't until the bailiff shouted 'the judge is here' that everyone quieted down and watched the judge come in.

The trial officially begins.

Chuck was on the witness stand. Although the bald prosecutor wanted to go through the process this time to help warm up the scene, so that the newcomers can seamlessly connect with yesterday's trial, but under the urging eyes of the jury members, he could only Respect these 'VIP' audiences, and let the defense lawyers continue yesterday's questions.

in the dock.

Little braided Gold is no longer wearing such a flamboyant bag, and his whole body seems to be out of order. It has been almost a week. As an artist, he can hardly bear it anymore.

His lawyer, Harrison Powell, didn't say anything, and there was nothing wrong with this state. In the end, he might be able to conduct a psychiatric evaluation as the finale, taking the most fashionable and effective route of mental illness.

"Dr. Wolf, there is a key message in the story deduced from your testimony, that is, it is assumed that the crime scene is in the art exhibition hall. You speculate that the murderer did not pick up the most suitable artwork to commit the crime, but Going the extra mile to get another piece of art that didn't go so well because the one that survived was the work of my client, Mr. Evan Gold?"

Harrison Powell took a deep breath, got up and walked slowly to Chuck, and asked in consideration.

"Yes."

Chuck nodded.

"The question is, in your story, how did you determine that the art exhibition hall was the scene of the crime?"

Harrison Powell tried his best to meet Chuck's gaze, but he didn't hold on for a few seconds, he looked away guiltily, and looked around the crowd: "The real situation is that the murderer can commit the crime in other places, and then dump the body The artwork exhibition hall was disguised, and you were not there at the time and did not see it with your own eyes, so this so-called deduction of not picking up my client’s artwork has been problematic from the beginning, isn’t it?”

"No."

Chuck looked at him: "I'm pretty sure that the art exhibition hall is the scene of the crime, which can reproduce the crime process at that time from traces."

Having said that, he glanced at the bald prosecutor.

"Your Honor, jurors, can I show the deduction process prepared by Dr. Wolf?"

The bald prosecutor stood up smiling.

"agree."

The judge nodded, signaling the bald prosecutor to go easy.

The bald prosecutor inserted the flash drive into the computer and projected it on the screen. This is a 3D animation, a man is committing a violent crime against a woman. The scene is in the art exhibition hall. The man overturns the woman on the ground, watching Glancing at the artwork that was close at hand, he walked a few steps quickly, grabbed another artwork, caught up with the woman who got up and tried to escape, and hit the woman on the back of the head from behind, killing the woman on the spot.

"Your Honor, fellow jurors."

The bald prosecutor said: "According to the deduction provided by Dr. Wolfe, the crime process reproduced by professionals with 3D animation perfectly fits the traces and evidence left at the scene, which can prove that the artwork exhibition hall is the crime scene. .”

"Who made such a vivid animation demonstration?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer, who was sitting in the auditorium, whispered in Chandler's ear.

"I do not know either."

Chandler turned his ears unaccustomed, and then looked at Jane.

"Angela Martinicourt of the Jeffersonian Institution."

Jane said expressionlessly.

"who is she?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer was taken aback.

"Don't you watch the news?"

Chandler complained: "Washington DC, Jefferson Society, Dr. Bones, the artist Angela in the laboratory? She can reproduce the human body through the skeleton. Now Chuck provides the deduction process and uses 3D animation to make a criminal animation. Really It's so easy."

"Oh."

Director Randy Tischer suddenly realized, and then whispered to Chandler in doubt: "But why does Agent Banner look unhappy?"

"..."

The corner of Chandler's mouth twitched, he caught a glimpse of Jane, who was even more chilly, and leaned back tactically, folded his hands on his chest and gave Randy, who was naturally dumbfounded, an expression of 'you ask her yourself', then looked directly at the court, no longer Forget about it.

For what reason?
Isn't it just the two or three things between men and women?

Oh, when it comes to Chuck and Jane, it should be the three or four things between men and women!
"This evidence has been submitted and the defense lawyers should have seen it."

The bald prosecutor smiled and said, "Any questions?"

"Of course there is."

Harrison Powell said loudly: "It's still the same sentence, these are all Dr. Wolf's imagination and deduction, we all admit that his brain is smart enough, and he is known as the detective Chuck, but he is just a man, not a god." How can we 100% trust his deduction and speculation without being there when the crime happened?"

"Can you find out the second possibility?"

Chuck asked back.

"..."

Harrison Powell stalled.

"As the police and the prosecution, we have provided the most perfect deduction process, with trace evidence that can be scientifically tested."

Chuck looked at him: "As a defense lawyer, you can raise doubts, but you must also have something to say, and propose a second possibility that conforms to these traces, instead of just talking about the existence of some unknown possibility!
I am indeed only a human being and not a god, but what I offer is a scientific theory that can be verified by others.

The murderer is just a man not a god, and has no supernatural power to commit the murder, and uses this supernatural power to arrange the crime scene. If there is really supernatural power, there will be no fight.

So do you have a second possibility to offer? "

"I have consulted several relevant experts, and they do not deny the existence of this possibility..."

Harrison Powell spoke reluctantly.

Before finishing speaking, Chuck interrupted: "Let them testify in court, and I will tell them what they did wrong!"

"..."

Harrison Powell was speechless.

The evidence must be submitted to take effect, and both the plaintiff and the defendant can see it, so after Chuck and the others submitted the 3D animation demonstration, he consulted relevant experts overnight.

These experts also affirmed that this 3D animation deduction demonstration is the most consistent with the traces left on the scene, but when he asked if there was another possibility, they did not deny that there was another possibility, but when he invited them to testify in court, they all declined up.

No way, they also want to have a meal.

Normally, with such a hot case, they would be eager to join in the publicity and make money later, but this time they are facing the detective Chuck, who is also a top mathematician, and the logic is so rigorous that it makes people desperate.

They have the title of experts on them, so they can't play rogues like lawyers, they have to talk about the most basic scientific logic. famous?
If he had a debate with Detective Chuck in public, he would definitely lose face in the end, and if he heard that Chuck spoke frankly, then it would definitely be even more embarrassing and embarrassing.

The jurors in the jury box and the audience all had excited eyes, especially when they saw Harrison Powell being stunned speechless, they were even more excited.

wonderful!

Fun!

Compared with the screened jurors who just felt exciting and enjoyable, many spectators who came to join in the fun were even more excited.

Chuck is so domineering!

They just love the smell!

This feeling is like that in the black-robed picket team, the people from the motherland stopped pretending, and when they got angry, they shot lasers at people and killed them, while the others were stunned and cheered all over the sky.

What justice and law?

All they want is the most intuitive sensory stimulation and emotional release!
Besides, subconsciously, they all know that litigants are not good things, and these litigants have always left good and honest people speechless. When did they see good people and honest people speechless with litigants?It's still the number one lawsuit on the East Coast!

So even though they don't have a sense of substitution for the high-IQ Chuck, they are obviously more willing to stand on Chuck's side to substitute than they usually come into contact with more and more annoying litigants!
"quiet!"

The judge could only knock the gavel to suppress the noisy courtroom. He looked helplessly at Harrison Powell, who was speechless, and reminded: "Attorney for the defense, do you have anything else to say? If No more questions to go on to."

"Yes, Your Honor."

Harrison Powell was awakened by the judge's expression of "you're useless if you're given a chance", so he quickly skipped this question, turned around and walked a few steps, sorted out his emotions, stopped worrying about this, and prepared to ask another question.

That's right!

The reason why the judge chose to temporarily adjourn the court yesterday was not that the jury members imagined that it was to show them a more exciting drama with back and forth, but that the judge and Harrison Powell had an old relationship. Just help secretly.

They all play together in private, and if they can provide convenience and help within the scope of their duties, how can they be unbiased.

The mystery of the revolving door is all in it.

Of course, this kind of relationship is limited to quiet help. If the judge is really allowed to go into battle unscrupulously, he will not and dare not.

"Your Honor, I apply for Exhibit No. 4 and Exhibit No. 5."

Harrison Powell picked up his draft and glanced at it, collected his mood, turned to look at the judge, and raised his voice.

After the judge agreed, the bailiff first sent exhibit No. 4 into the courtroom, uncovered the cloth cover, and revealed the tall statue of the new goddess.

"Dr. Wolf, is this the statue you saw in my client's studio?"

Harrison Powell asked.

"Yes."

Chuck glanced at it and nodded.

"According to the story you deduced, this new goddess statue, which has been confirmed by multiple sculpture artists to take more than 12 hours to sculpt, is also the most important alibi for my client."

Harrison Powell pointed to the statue of the new Goddess and the gravel collected from the private driveway of Exhibit No. [-], and said: "You deny that she can be used as an alibi because, according to your speculation, it was my client who used the handcart. The sculpture was completed, so the sculpture time was shortened so that there was more time for committing the crime, and the gravel from the sculpture was paved on the private driveway of the studio?"

"Yes."

Chuck said.

"How can you be sure that these gravels fell from the stone statue?"

Harrison Powell asked: "Rather than being sculpted bit by bit by the so-called jackhammer?"

"First of all, the material of these crushed stones is the same as the new Goddess, which is Belgian gray marble."

Chuck said calmly: "Secondly, Mr. Evan Gold's custom-signed receipt is 2 tons, and the weight of these crushed stones and the new goddess statue is just close to 2 tons. The reason why it is slightly lighter is because During the carving process, there is a loss of lime, and the size of the gravel falling from the jackhammer sculpture and manual sculpture is different, so it can be proved that Evan Gold used the jackhammer to quickly sculpt and did not spend more than 12 hours Sculpted by hand, so there is no alibi."

"The material and weight are close."

Harrison Powell said with a smile: "But I can't confirm that this is what you said. My client is a famous New York sculptor. He has ordered Belgian gray marble for sculpture more than once. He also admitted that he had tried To try something new with a not-so-artistic jackhammer sculpture, and these rubbles are left over from before, it’s all a coincidence, can you deny that there is such a coincidence?"

Speaking of this, he looked around and joked: "Unless you recombine these crushed stones into a 2-ton marble column ~ otherwise you will never be able to deny the possibility of such a coincidence!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

The gravel is broken like this, how can thousands of gravel be reassembled?

Many people have put together puzzles, building blocks and models. When there are patterns and step diagrams, the more modules, the more difficult it is, because it takes a lot of time to sort out these modules.

There are tens of thousands of situations like this, and there is no way to get used to it within a few days, not to mention that there are no blueprints at all, and the "building blocks" are all irregular. Without any prompts, it is just a blind fight. Normal people give up in despair as soon as they think about it. Yes, for those who are really capable and patient to fight recklessly, the time spent is probably more than double-digit days, or even measured in months.

"can."

Chuck's answer stunned everyone.

"Can?"

Harrison Powell looked at Chuck in surprise.

"Judge, I need glue."

Chuck stood up and looked at the judge.

"Dr. Wolf, can you really?"

The judge also looked at Chuck in shock, and reminded: "We don't have that much time to watch you assemble!"

"It won't take long."

Chuck shook his head.

"Ok."

The judge had absolutely no reason to refuse, so he could only nod and let the bailiff follow Chuck's instructions.

This time, apart from the parties involved, everyone else who watched the excitement became even more excited.

"Dr. Wolf is joking, isn't he? Is he really good?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer watched Chuck step down from the witness stand with dumbfounded eyes, and directed the bailiffs to pour down tens of thousands of gravel and then flatten them.

"What do you say?"

Chandler also looked at Chuck's movements, and joked: "I don't know if it's an illusion, how can I feel that he is still a little happy?"

"It's not an illusion."

Jane complained.

As Chuck's long-term strategic partner, she has cooperated in many scientific experiments. She already has some understanding of Chuck's emotions. Although Chuck is always expressionless, he should be in a good mood now.

"why?"

Chandler grumbled.

"Okay, I get it now."

Director Randy Tischer thought of something, and suddenly said: "He likes building blocks! People like them should like building blocks!"

Jane and Chandler stayed for a while, then nodded in relief.

It seems so!
Chuck spread tens of thousands of gravel on the ground, looked at it, waited until the bailiff brought glue again, took out his gloves from his pocket, put them on, and quickly twisted one piece of gravel from them, and waited until After holding one hand full, dip these gravels in the glue, and then stick them to the legs of the new goddess, which fits perfectly!
Then, while everyone was stunned, Chuck quickly repeated the process without stopping. After more than an hour, the new goddess statue had disappeared and was replaced by a square marble with countless cracks.

"Holy shit!"

Everyone was shocked, and Harrison Powell and Pigtail Gold were dumbfounded.

Temeow can still do this?
Especially the little braided Gold, he just felt a stronger sense of art from Chuck's recovery than his sculptures.

"I said it was a gravel that fell from the same marble as the New Goddess Statue. Who is in favor and who is against?"

Chuck stopped, looking around the crowd, his eyes finally fell on Harrison Powell.

Harrison: "..."

(End of this chapter)