American TV series Detective's Daily Life

in court.

The auditorium was packed, and the bailiff stood outside the door, asking people to line up in order. The line stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the world of American TV series, public hearings of cases in courts can be observed, but it is on a first-come, first-served basis. After the seats are full, only those who leave outside in the middle can be entered in order by the bailiff to ensure the number of people.

Chuck's case has always been a hot topic, and there was a TV performance of the East Coast's No. 1 lawyer, the Prodigal Son, who returned with no money in exchange. The excitement of yesterday's court hearing immediately spread at a faster speed.

People have a free-for-all mentality. Ordinary Westerners have no money and limited entertainment options, and are more inclined to chase hot topics.

Therefore, even if the bailiff repeatedly reminded the court that the court was full, there was probably no point in the whole process for people to leave. Therefore, they were probably waiting in line here for nothing, but they still did not persuade anyone to leave.

Some people were clearly prepared and just put down their ponytails and sat there to check their phones. Some people were wearing exoskeleton-like armor behind them. When they squatted down, it turned into a seat and pressed against their buttocks.

Inside the court.

Everyone was beaming with joy, whispering to each other, and their eyes were full of gossip, full of fresh anticipation of watching a blockbuster movie.

The jury box is no different.

It wasn’t until the bailiff shouted ‘The judge is here’ that everyone calmed down and watched the judge come in.

The trial officially begins.

Chuck took 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 could seamlessly connect to yesterday's trial, under the urging eyes of the jury members, he could only I respect these 'VIP' viewers and let the defense lawyer continue yesterday's questions.

In the dock.

Gold, who has pigtails, is no longer as showy as he is. He seems to be out of sorts. It has been almost a week, and he, an artist, can hardly bear it anymore.

His lawyer, Harrison Pwell, didn't say anything. There was nothing wrong with this state. In the end, it might be possible to conduct a mental evaluation as the finale, taking the most fashionable and effective approach to mental illness.

"Dr. Wolfe, there is a key piece of information in the story deduced from your testimony, that is, it is assumed that the crime scene was in an art exhibition hall. You speculated that the murderer did not pick up the most suitable art piece to commit the crime, but instead The reason he took the extra steps to get another piece of art that was not readily available to commit the crime was because the piece of art that was preserved was the work of my client, Mr. Evan Gold, right?"

Harrison Pwell took a deep breath, stood up, walked slowly to Chuck, and asked thoughtfully.

"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 Pwell tried his best to look at Chuck, but he couldn't hold on for a few seconds. He looked away guiltily and looked around at everyone: "The real situation is that the murderer could have committed the murder elsewhere and then dumped the body. The art exhibition hall was disguised, and you were not there at the time to see it with your own eyes, so this so-called deduction of not picking up my client’s artwork was problematic from the beginning, wasn’t it?”

"no."

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

Having said this, he glanced at the bald prosecutor.

"Your Honor, fellow jurors, can I show you the deduction process that Dr. Wolfe has prepared?"

The bald prosecutor stood up with a smile.

"agree."

The judge nodded and motioned to the bald prosecutor to help himself.

The bald prosecutor inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and then projected it on the screen. This was a 3D animation. A man was committing a violent crime against a woman. The scene was the art exhibition hall. The man overturned the woman to the ground and watched. He glanced at the artwork that was close to Chi Chi, walked a few steps quickly, grabbed another piece of art, caught up with the woman who got up and wanted to run away, and hit the woman on the back of the head from behind, killing her on the spot.

"Your Honor, fellow jurors."

The bald prosecutor said: "This is a crime process recreated by professionals using 3D animation based on the deduction provided by Dr. Wolf. It perfectly matches the trace evidence left at the scene and can prove that the art exhibition hall is the crime scene. .”

"Who made such a vivid animation demonstration?"

Chief Randy Tischer, who was sitting in the audience, leaned into Chandler's ear and whispered.

"I don't know either."

Chandler tilted his ears unaccustomedly, and then looked at Jane.

“Angela Martinigu of the Jeffersonian Institution.”

Jane said expressionlessly.

"who is she?"

Chief Randy Tischer was stunned.

"Don't you watch the news?"

Chandler complained: "Washington DC, the Jeffersonian Institution, Dr. Bones, the artist Angela in the laboratory? She can recreate the human body through the skeleton. Now Chuck provides the deduction process and uses 3D animation to create a crime animation. It's really It’s so easy.”

"oh."

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

"..."

Chandler twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Jane who was even more chilled. He leaned back tactically, folded his arms and gave Randy, who was naturally dumbfounded, an "Ask her yourself" expression, and then looked directly at the court, no longer Forget it.

What else could it be because of?

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 lawyer should have seen it."

The bald prosecutor smiled and said, "Do you have any questions?"

"Of course."

Harrison Pwell said loudly: "As I said before, these are all Dr. Wolfe's imagination and deductions. We all admit that his brain is smart enough and he is known as the divine detective Chuck, but he is only a human being and not a god. , who was not there at the time of the crime to see it all with his own eyes, how can we 100% believe in his speculations based on thin air?"

"Can you find the second possibility?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"..."

Harrison Pwell paused.

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

Chuck looked at him: "As a defense lawyer, you can raise questions, but you must also speak meaningfully and propose a second possibility that is consistent with these traces, instead of just talking about some unknown possibility!

It is true that I am only a human being, not a god, but what I provide is a scientific theory that can be verified by others.

The murderer is just a man, not a god, and does not have supernatural power to commit the murder. He also uses this supernatural power to arrange the crime scene. If there is really a 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 possibility..."

Harrison Pwell said reluctantly.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chuck: "Let them testify in court, and I will tell them where they went wrong!"

"..."

Harrison Pwell was speechless.

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

These experts also affirmed that this 3D animation deduction demonstration was most consistent with the traces left at the scene. However, when he asked whether there were other possibilities, they did not deny the existence of other possibilities. However, when he invited them to appear in court to testify, they all declined. .

There is no way, they also have to make ends meet.

Normally, for such a hot case, they would be eager to join in and promote themselves to make money in the future, but this time they are facing Detective Chuck, who is also a top mathematician, and his logic is so rigorous that it makes people desperate.

They carry the title of expert. They can't act like lawyers and act rogue. They have to talk about the most basic scientific logic. Although good and bad names are both famous, who would be willing to use them if they can avoid them? famous?

If he had a debate with Detective Chuck in public, he would definitely be the one who would be embarrassed in the end. In addition, if he heard that Chuck was straightforward, it would definitely be even more embarrassing and embarrassing.

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

Wonderful!

Enjoyable!

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

Chuck is so domineering!

They just love the smell!

This feeling is like the feeling in the black-robed picket team, when the people of the motherland stop pretending, and when they are angry, they directly blast people with lasers, and the others are stunned and cheers 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 litigators are not good people. It is these litigants who always make good and honest people speechless. When did they see good people and honest people speak to litigants speechless? Still the number one litigator on the East Coast!

So even though they have no sense of empathy for the highly intelligent Chuck, they are obviously more willing to stand by Chuck's side than they usually come into contact with more annoying litigants!

"quiet!"

The judge could only knock the gavel to suppress the noisy court, and looked helplessly at Harrison Pwell, who was speechless, and reminded: "Defense lawyer, is there anything else you want to say? If There is no further question to go on.”

"Yes, your honor."

Harrison Pwell was awakened by the judge's expression of "You're useless even if I give you a chance." He quickly ignored the question, turned around and took a few steps to gather his emotions, no longer dwell on this, and prepared to ask the next question.

That’s right!

The reason why the judge chose to temporarily adjourn the trial yesterday was not, as the jury members imagined, to show them a more exciting drama of back and forth, but because the judge and Harrison Pwell had an old relationship. Just helping in secret.

They all play together in private, so how can they not be biased if they can provide convenience and help within the scope of their authority?

The mystery of the revolving door is all there.

Of course, this kind of relationship is limited to quiet help. If the judge is really allowed to go into battle naked and unscrupulously favoritism, he is neither willing nor dared.

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

Harrison Pwell picked up his draft and glanced at it. After gathering himself, he turned to look at the judge and raised his voice.

After the judge agreed, the bailiff first sent Exhibit No. 4 into the court, lifted the cloth cover, and revealed the tall new goddess statue.

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

asked Harrison Pwell.

"Yes."

Chuck glanced at it and nodded.

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

Harrison Pwell pointed to the New Goddess statue and the gravel collected from the private driveway for Exhibit 5 and said: "You deny that she can be used as an alibi because, according to your speculation, my client used a mobile phone. The sculpture was completed by Diamond, so the sculpture time was shortened and there was more time to commit the crime. Also, the gravel from the sculpture was paved on the private driveway of the studio?"

"Yes."

Chuck said.

"How are you sure these gravels fell from the stone statues?"

Harrison Pwell asked: "Drilled down quickly by a so-called jackhammer, instead of being carved out bit by bit by my client?"

"First of all, the gravel material is the same as the New Goddess Statue, which is Belgian gray marble."

Chuck said calmly: "Secondly, what Mr. Evan Gold ordered and signed for was 2 tons, and the total weight of these gravels 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 loss of lime, and the sizes of gravel dropped from jackhammer sculptures and handmade sculptures are different. Therefore, it can be proved that Evan Gold used a jackhammer to quickly sculpt and did not spend more than 12 hours. Hand-sculpted, so there’s no alibi.”

"The material and weight are close."

Harrison Pwell said with a smile: "But this cannot confirm that this is what you said. My client is a famous sculptor in New York. He has customized Belgian gray marble for sculpture more than once. He also admitted that he has tried A new attempt with a less artistic jackhammer sculpture. These gravels are left behind. It’s all a coincidence. Can you deny the existence of such a coincidence?”

After saying this, he looked around and joked: "Unless you reassemble these gravels into a 2-ton marble column, you will never be able to deny the possibility of such a coincidence!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

The gravel is broken into pieces like this. How can we reassemble the thousands of gravel?

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

There are tens of thousands of situations like this that an experienced person can't do without a few days, let alone this kind of situation where there are no drawings at all, the 'building blocks' are all irregular, and there is no hint at all. Normal people will give up in despair as soon as they think about it. Well, for those who really have the ability and patience to fight hard, the time spent will probably be more than double digits in days, or even measured in months.

"Can."

Chuck's answer stunned everyone.

"Can?"

Harrison Pwell looked at Chuck in surprise.

"Judge, I need glue."

Chuck stood up and looked at the judge.

"Dr. Wolfe, are you really capable of this?"

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

"It won't take long."

Chuck shook his head.

"All right."

The judge had no reason to refuse at all and could only nod and let the bailiff arrange according to Chuck's instructions.

At this time, except for the person involved, everyone else who watched the excitement and did not mind the matter became even more excited.

"Dr. Wolfe is not joking, right? Is he really good?"

Chief Randy Tischer watched dumbfounded as Chuck walked down the witness stand and directed the bailiff to pour down tens of thousands of gravel and then spread it out.

"What do you think?"

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

"It's not an illusion."

Jane complained.

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

"Why?"

Chandler complained.

"Okay, I get it now."

Director Randy Tischer thought of something and suddenly said: "He likes to build blocks! People like them should all like to build blocks!"

Jane and Chandler were stunned for a moment, and then they both nodded in relief.

It seems like this is really the case!

Chuck laid thousands of gravels on the ground, looked at them, and waited until the bailiff brought glue. He took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on, and quickly picked up one gravel after another. After holding it in one hand, I dipped the gravel in the glue and then put it on the legs of the new goddess statue. It fit perfectly!

Then while everyone was stunned, Chuck quickly repeated the process without stopping. More than an hour later, the new goddess statue had disappeared, replaced by a square marble with countless cracks.

"Holy shit!"

Everyone was shocked. Harrison Pwell and Pigtail Gold were stunned.

Is this so awesome?

Especially Pigtail Gold, who felt a far stronger artistic sense from Chuck's recovery than his sculptures.

"I said these are gravels that fell from the same marble as the New Goddess Statue. Who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Chuck stopped, looking around at everyone, and his eyes finally fell on Harrison Pwell.

Harrison: "..."