The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 292 Court Stenographer: Detective Chuck is here, everyone is lucky, including you, the number one lawyer!

"that's right."

Director Randy Tischer took the prosecutor's words very seriously.

Replaced by the former No. [-] criminal lawyer on the East Coast, Harrison Powell pleaded not guilty without even thinking about it.

Because the conditions are so good.

This time, he took the initiative to choose the mentally ill two-point personality as the defense strategy. In fact, it has already explained how hard the detective Chuck dealt the opponent in court last time.

Just choose the underpinning strategy when you come up.

For the parties involved, being released without charge and being imprisoned in a mental hospital as mentally ill is definitely a completely different experience.

Especially Esther!
After Randy took over the case, he also made up extra lessons. Naturally, he knew that Esther actually had the experience of being admitted to a mental hospital.

The neckbands and wristbands she wears everywhere on her neck and wrists are to cover up the indelible scars left after she was restrained by iron chains in the mental hospital at Red Bear.

If there is a choice, Randy believes that Esther will never agree with his lawyer to imprison him back to that nightmare place again.

"It doesn't matter whether you go to prison or to a mental hospital..."

The prosecutor paid attention to Chuck's expression, and tentatively said: "The most important thing now is to lock her up and stop endangering others."

"Do you want to use the art of dealing again and reach a plea deal directly with the defense?"

Chuck looked at the balding prosecutor.

"That's the law."

The bald prosecutor was a little embarrassed: "We are also saving money for taxpayers. Once the delay is long, the legal resources consumed in this process will be paid by taxpayers."

"It doesn't matter, you can super issue currency and harvest globally."

Chuck said frankly: "The most indispensable thing is money and resources."

"..."

The balding prosecutor felt that Chuck was being ironic, but wasn't sure because it was indeed a well-known fact.

If it were someone else, he wouldn't care what the other party thought, because it was his right as a prosecutor to make plea bargains.

But this case involves Detective Chuck.

Not to mention that he will rely on Chuck many times in the future, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to offend Chuck.

Ok.

Everyone knows that this is a narrow-minded person with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So he could only helplessly remind: "The trial of this case is presided over by Judge Jackson.

You should also know that most of his cases were sent to mental hospitals in cases like this.

And since the last time judges took bribes to send many African-American teenagers to jail for kickbacks.

Today judges are very cautious in sentencing prisoners, especially juveniles.

Although Esther is not a teenager, she does have a girlish face.

So there's really no need. "

"The prison service industry is an industry, isn't the mental hospital service industry?"

Chuck looked at him calmly.

"..."

The bald prosecutor was at a loss for words again.

It's almost like saying, 'Judge Jackson, you don't want to be told that you're being paid by a mental hospital, are you? ', too sensitive, he is not willing to answer this topic at all.

But under Chuck's gaze, he also figured it out.

As long as he secretly revealed this news to Judge Jackson after a private meeting, he believed that the other party would understand what to do.

At the very least, he didn't dare to blatantly side with the defense lawyer, sentenced Esther to a mental hospital, and then liked to mention the commission of the mental hospital service group.

Because once the news got out, without Chuck taking action, most of the stakeholders of the prison service industry group couldn't help but take action.

After all, every prisoner is money to these two industries.

In particular, cases with huge influence are related to each other's reputation.

The smell of wine is afraid of the deep alley!
The two are in a competitive relationship.

They are all competing for customers, especially high-end customers, and the mental hospital service industry is naturally in an advantageous position.

Sentenced to a mental hospital, not only can enjoy special care openly, but also can go out many years in advance to enjoy life again at any time. After all, a mental patient is easy to repeat.

Over the years, the prison service industry has repeatedly improved the service quality, and even launched a transformation of the prison to be the same as the presidential suite. During the day, the prisoners are released to live freely, and when they come back to stay for one night, they are robbing the high-end customers of the mental hospital.

Even if there are giants with layouts in both industries, at that time, it will only change the competition of the external industry into the competition between internal departments.

For the benefit of one's own department and industry, those who should stumble will still do so.

"We try our best."

Randy reminds, "There's Chuck anyway!"

"Ok."

Seeing this, the bald prosecutor didn't say much, and then began to discuss the details after going to court.

Court will be held soon.

"Dr. Wolf, we meet again."

Harrison Powell, the No. [-] criminal on the east coast, looked at Chuck in high spirits.

"Congratulations on becoming single."

Chuck said straightforwardly.

"..."

Harrison Powell's face darkened suddenly, and he immediately thought of what happened last time.

Because of Chuck, he not only didn't catch the heat, but also lost his face. Chuck told the public secret about his affair with his secretary.

After that, the news that the horse betting lost again and again was spread because Chuck saw it through at a glance in court.

After the complete failure of that case, his lover's secretary left him, and his wife finally chose to divorce him.

This is one of the motivations that he has time to stare at Chuck's every case.

no way!
Having lost his lover, secretary and wife, and because of the economic crisis due to horse racing, it is difficult for him to spend money to find others to help him, so he can only hold his breath and put all his energy on turning the tables.

I didn't expect Chuck to tell me the truth as soon as we met.

Behind his black face, he looked at Chuck in surprise.

He wasn't sure if Chuck really saw him right through again, or if Chuck was staring at him the same way he treated Chuck.

The former is an innate suppression in the field of IQ.

For the latter, I don't know whether to be honored or to be afraid.

"Don't think too highly of yourself."

Chuck looked at him and said frankly: "If the prosecutor hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know you took the case."

"..."

The corners of Harrison Powell's mouth twitched.

Ok!

He prefers the latter.

At the very least, that also means that Chuck is paying attention to him, not like he is now.

He lowered his head and didn't give Chuck a chance to see the expression in his eyes, because he was afraid that before he went to court, he would be pissed to death by Chuck's inhuman thoughts.

"It was his misfortune to meet you."

Randy teases beside Chuck.

"It's other people's luck."

A strange voice cut in.

Randy looked over, but saw a bald middle-aged man wearing glasses, looking at Chuck with admiration.

"Marvin."

The bald prosecutor took the initiative to greet the other party, and then introduced to Chuck and Randy: "This is Marvin Dell, the stenographer of the court."

"Hello."

Randy greeted him friendly.

Chuck glanced at him and nodded.

"Marvin, I feel that you have improved a lot recently."

The bald prosecutor looked at Marvin and smiled.

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, but the sophistication of the world, and where there are people is the rivers and lakes, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, nothing more than that.

As a prosecutor, if he wants to succeed, he must maintain a good relationship with the court. Although the stenographer in the court is not an important person, he can be called nobody.

But the very experienced bald prosecutor knows a truth, that is, the unknown may fail to succeed in many cases, but at critical moments, it may reveal the truth.

So there is no need to offend anyone.

So he remembered Marvin Dell's name, and he was willing to pay the little attention he deserved.

He remembered that Marvin's complexion was a little bad in the past few years, and it was even more serious last year. He also asked and reminded him with concern.

Now it is obvious that Marvin's breath is much better than before.

"Thanks to Detective Chuck!"

The court stenographer Marvin couldn't help looking at Chuck, his eyes full of admiration: "Watching him claim justice for the innocent in court is simply the greatest enjoyment, and one can't help but look forward to the fairness and justice of this world. "

"This is the truth!"

Randy nodded approvingly.

Chuck looked at him: "Have you thought about changing jobs?"

"Change jobs?"

Court stenographer Marvin was taken aback.

Randy and the bald prosecutor also looked at Chuck in surprise, not understanding why Chuck said that suddenly.

"As a stenographer, it's best not to bring too much emotion, or you will be easily influenced."

Chuck nodded and said, "After all, the cases I handle are a minority."

"..."

The bald prosecutor was speechless.

This is what it says!

If he wasn't extremely smart and had already passed his vigorous youth, he couldn't help but fight for himself and the law.

Ok!

The case you handle as a co-author is fair and just, and the other cases are not?

You are arrogant, you are amazing!
But different from his reaction, court stenographers Marvin and Chuck suddenly fell silent as they looked at each other, and said with a wry smile, "What else can I do besides this?"

"Do anything."

Chuck ignored the reminder of the bald prosecutor raising his wrist to look at his watch, and said patiently to Marvin: "Didn't you say you enjoy my justice for the innocent? Obviously you are a person who likes sunshine.

Whether you are gazing at the sun or gazing at the abyss, it is not suitable for you. What you need is a peaceful work and life. "

"I will think about it."

Marvin, the court stenographer, heard a reminder from his mobile phone, waking him up in deep thought. After he took it out to have a look, he nodded to Chuck, took his leave, and left in a hurry.

"Gaze into the abyss?"

Randy smiled teasingly at Chuck.

"What is written in the court is one human tragedy after another. Isn't this an abyss?"

Chuck walked into the court while talking: "Those who stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, for those who are not good enough in psychological quality, they are not suitable for this job."

"indeed."

Randy immediately became proud: "It's the same as being a policeman. If you don't have a good enough mental quality, you won't be able to bear it at all."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be mentally good enough."

Chuck said frankly: "It's okay to be heartless."

Randy, who was naturally dumbfounded for a while, nodded in agreement: "I said that Chandler can do it. Although his psychological quality can't compare with ours, he can indeed be a policeman and stare into the abyss."

The bald prosecutor walking aside gave him a speechless look.

If it wasn't for everyone being very familiar, knowing that Randy is such a naturally dull person, otherwise, I really thought there was something wrong with him, but I couldn't tell that Chuck was referring to himself as heartless!
Everyone went to court.

Chuck and Randy sat in the audience in the back row, waiting to testify.

And Esther, who was imprisoned in the prison, was also brought over by the bailiff at this time, sat on the dock, whispered a few words to the defense lawyer Harrison Powell, then turned his head and looked at him timidly. gave Chuck a look.

"Is she really an adult?"

"I heard that it was identified as 33 years old."

"She really did those things. It doesn't look like it."

The judge hadn't come yet, and seeing Esther like this in the audience, some people couldn't help whispering.

"She really looks like that."

Randy turned his head and whispered to Chuck: "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that she did all of this. By the way, could there really be two personalities?"

"Does it matter?"

Chuck said blankly.

"Isn't it important?"

Randy froze.

Chuck didn't explain.

In his opinion, whether there is a second personality or not, it should not affect the final judgment.

Shouldn't the mental illness of the second personality be sentenced if he commits a crime?

Was it not this body that committed the crime?

It's like a criminal kidnapping a hostage. Because of the hostage, the criminal doesn't need to be sentenced?
Wouldn't that encourage people to commit crimes? Anyway, as long as the kidnapping of hostages is successful afterwards.

Besides, this is the United States, isn't the most common practice, regardless of whether the hostage is hostage or not, and empty the magazine first?

As long as there are no hostages, everything will be fine!

But he also knows that there are two sets of completely opposite standards for anything like this, which is American characteristics.

This kind of well-known double standard is the most suitable for displaying the art of trading!

The best way is the so-called complexity of human nature. If you don't admit it, you have natural bad seeds. If you insist on black, you can't be all black, and white can't be all white.

After all, if everything is black is black and white is white, how can you jump back and forth from it?

In the stenographer's seat in the front row, Marvin Dale was already seated. He, who was supposed to keep his eyes on him, couldn't help looking in Chuck's direction, and couldn't help smiling at Chuck.

He is really thankful Chuck!

Since he was a child, he had witnessed his parents being robbed. Although he tried, he still died in front of him.

Since then, he has suffered a serious psychological shadow, and has been living a very lonely life. Because of his own experience, he especially likes Batman comics.

It's a pity that he also experienced the tragedy of his parents dying in front of him, but he didn't have the ability to become Batman.

He has lived in a daze for decades, barely making a living as an unknown stenographer in court.

The reason why he chose this job is actually because although life forced him to smooth out all his edges and corners, he still wanted to pursue light and justice in his heart.

He wanted to witness criminals being brought to justice one after another with his own eyes, and personally participated in it, which may be insignificant in the eyes of others, but it meant a lot to him.

Unfortunately, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world.

He thought that what he could participate in and witness was bright and fair, but the reality was that most of the results were reversed.

Even if the rich and powerful committed a crime, they did not receive a fair trial at all.

He was greatly tortured in his heart, and he went back every night to sort out these testimonies, and went through this unfair trial all over again.

In recent years, he has felt that he is going crazy, and auditory hallucinations seem to appear in his mind, tempting him to fight against this injustice.

But the remaining reason is still there, and it does not listen to these auditory hallucinations.

But he still began to study those files, collecting those cases that were obviously unfair.

He felt like he was about to lose control of himself.

When the little braided sculptor's wife murder case was tried in court last time, he was already ready to move. He kept repeating in his mind 'this is a wife murder case' and he must get a fair trial.

When he learned that the No. [-] Criminal Lawyer on the East Coast had taken up the case, he was ready to intervene afterwards.

But what he never expected was that Detective Chuck defeated the famous No. [-] criminal lawyer on the East Coast in front of the court in a miraculous manner, allowing the glory of justice to bloom in front of his eyes.

At that moment, his severe auditory hallucinations weakened a lot, and reason regained the upper hand.

He just heard Randy say that it was Harrison Powell's misfortune to meet Chuck, and he couldn't help saying that it was the luck of others.

In fact, to be more accurate, it is everyone's luck to have Detective Chuck around.

Including Harrison Powell!

(End of this chapter)