American TV series Detective's Daily Life

Three weeks later.

court.

Both the prosecution and the defense have gone through the process and it’s time for the jury to decide the outcome.

Prosecutors and law firms were waiting outside.

"The jury is out."

Someone came to say hello.

"So fast?"

The female lawyer was stunned, and an ominous premonition came over her.

According to their previous analysis, one of the jurors was biased against their client, and the process of unifying opinions would take a long time.

They are mentally prepared to wait for a long time.

And now the jury has only been in for 20 minutes.

Chuck nodded at her.

The female lawyer breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and straightened her suit. After entering with everyone else, she looked at the jury filing in and looked at Chuck again.

"The verdict is not guilty."

Chuck looked at the expressions of the jury members and gave his professional interpretation.

"are you sure?"

The boss of the law firm, Diane, also came over at this time.

"They saw that Mr. Ball's expression was slightly calm, yes, I'm sure."

Chuck nodded.

Diane and the female lawyer accompanied their client, Mr. Power, into the dock. Diane gave Mr. Power a reassuring look. Mr. Power couldn't help but watch as the jury handed the note with the result to the judge. , waiting for the judge to give the final result.

"Jurors, have you made your final verdict?"

the judge asked.

"Yes, your honorable judge."

The foreman of the jury stood up and announced the final result: "We find Mr. Ball guilty of first-degree murder!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to Mr. Bauer, and he looked at his lawyer Diane in panic.

This is Chicago, where the death penalty exists. If convicted of first-degree murder, it is the death penalty.

"Don't say anything, we will appeal."

Diane frowned, but she could only comfort her client first, feeling a little regretful in her heart. She should have accepted the prosecutor's plea deal of 25 years in prison for second-degree murder.

Now that the jury has given its result, even if it can be appealed, it is generally difficult to change the result.

After the show.

Chuck left and met Kelinda who was walking with a suppressed smile, and said calmly: "Congratulations."

"Congratulations for what?"

Kelinda asked knowingly.

"My failure, your salary increase success."

Chuck said something and walked past her.

Kelinda turned around in a daze and looked at Chuck's leaving back.

She had just proposed a raise to her direct boss, Will Gardner, and succeeded...

"gentlemen?"

A familiar voice reached her ears, causing her to come back to her senses and look around. Not far away, she saw her best friend walking side by side with the leader of the jury and talking.

"I'm from the defense."

"I recognize you."

"I want to ask you a question. You don't need to answer it, but if you can answer it, it will be very helpful for our future work."

"I don't mind, just ask, Mrs. Florrick."

"The verdict came quickly."

"Yes, because there is no objection."

"I see, what did you base your decision on? I mean, you obviously didn't take the administrator's testimony seriously...none of that affected your decision?"

The female lawyer listed the results of her side's efforts.

"Yes, no."

"Because we don't think that's important," the foreman said.

"So what's important?"

The female lawyer was extremely puzzled.

"He did it!"

The foreman of the jury said seriously.

The female lawyer was speechless.

Kelinda, who was silently watching this scene, suddenly shrank her pupils, turned around suddenly and looked in the direction where Chuck had disappeared, and then left quickly without waiting to greet her best friend.

The next day.

Chicago's Arts Corridor.

"Do you like abstract paintings?"

While Chuck was stopping to look at the painting, Kelinda came over, stood side by side with Chuck, and looked at the painting that Chuck was looking at.

"One needs a little imagination."

Chuck was noncommittal.

"You did it on purpose, right?"

Kelinda was too lazy to beat around the bush and stared at Chuck sideways: "You knew from the beginning to the end that Juror No. 3 found Mr. Ball guilty, but you deliberately didn't tell us and told us that his attitude had softened. Let us He mistakenly believed that he was sure of victory, did not change his strategy of defending innocence, and gave up the option of entering into a plea bargain with the prosecution. Why?"

"Everyone makes mistakes, and my success rate is only 80%."

Chuck said calmly: "Mr. Ball knew this before he hired me."

"Stop lying."

Kelinda stared at Chuck: "I admit that you are very powerful. How could you make such a big mistake if you are so powerful? I have been studying the cases you took last night. If not many successful cases, If you are someone like Mr. Ball, I would suspect that you have a vigilante complex."

"Someone like Mr. Ball?"

Chuck glanced at her.

"...You know what I mean."

Kelinda paused: "Everyone knows that he killed his father. He killed someone a year ago and was acquitted because the jury unanimously found him not guilty. This is why he is willing to spend so much money to hire you. The reason for a guy like that, he's had a taste of the jury going his way, and if there's a chance to slightly increase the odds, he's willing to spend money, isn't he?"

As an excellent investigator at one of the top law firms in Chicago, she and her bosses can actually tell at a glance whether a client is a criminal most of the time, but this is not important. What is important is that the client has money and they can make money.

This is their legal right given by the law.

As for ethics, they have professional ethics endowed by law that can be used as a shield.

And if Chuck really did this intentionally, he would make a lot of money from his clients and send them to the electric chair. That would be extremely unprofessional.

"Do you know the difference between you and Juror No. 3?"

Chuck remained calm.

"It can't be that it's more difficult for him to observe micro-expressions, right?"

Kelinda sneered.

"The human heart is the most complex and changeable. Ordinary people are easily influenced by the outside world and make unpredictable instantaneous changes. Therefore, no one can 100% guess other people's thoughts. Mind reading does not exist."

Chuck said: "But people with a strong will like you have rules to follow, because you will stick to your ideas and are rarely affected by the outside world, so it is easy for me to understand you, but I misread No. 3 Jurors.”

"Stop talking nonsense. Juror No. 3 said he believed Mr. Ball was guilty from the beginning to the end."

Kelinda thought Chuck was quibbling.

"After Juror No. 3 made a verdict that Mr. Ball was guilty, he would naturally only say that he believed that Mr. Ball was guilty from the beginning to the end, but would not say that he was once shaken by the doubts you found, and finally came to his conclusion. Wake up and stuff like that.”

Chuck looked at Kelinda: "People will embellish their past intentionally or unintentionally, don't they, Lena?"

As Kelinda listened, she actually felt that this statement was not entirely unreasonable. She was wondering if she thought of Chuck too terribly. Then she heard Chuck call out the name Lina, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes. Horrified, all the muscles in his body tensed up.