Darkwalker of the Sky World

Zhou Zhen didn't move. He knew the injuries of both people in his heart. Phil's injury was a little bit lighter, it was just a concussion.

And the brawny man with long hair in the back, because Zhou Zhen wanted to kill chickens and horrified monkeys, so except for his stomach and leg, he didn't have any strength, and the injuries in other places were just scary.

It's just that his face was kicked on the grass by Zhou Zhen. He was totally unrecognizable. The blood oozing from his mouth and nose didn't know if there was blood from internal injuries.

This is just a light sentence area. The prisoners are all small crimes, and no one will escape from prison. The management is very loose.

The prisoners quickly lifted two wooden boards, lifted the two injured people, and ran to the prison hospital under the leadership of the prison guards.

Zhou Zhen had calmed down at this time, looking at the district warden who rushed over and said with a wry smile: "I will enter the confinement room on the first day of imprisonment. Have I also set a record."

The other party obviously didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's normal. It's normal to go to jail on the first day. There is a quarter chance of going to the confinement room, and a quarter chance of going to the hospital."

Zhou Zhen proactively stretched out his hand and said, "Then I would rather choose to enter the confinement room."

He laughed, took out the handcuffs to handcuff Zhou Zhen, and whispered: "You must behave in front of other people."

Zhou Zhen nodded lightly with him, and walked to the confinement room under the **** of two prison guards.

But at this time, no one dared to treat him as a fat sheep anymore, but as a horror king.

All those involved in the brawl were also brought under control and sent to the confinement room.

Donaldson was still a little out of control, shocked, and asked Samson, who was with him. "Have you seen such a powerful prosecutor?"

Samson shook his head and sighed, "The first time."

A breeze blew on the court, and John Milton appeared among the prisoners, but no one saw him.

Staring at Zhou Zhen's back, he smiled with satisfaction. "Very well, Kevin's development makes me look forward to it more and more. Once on the path of degeneration, can God stop it? No!"

The figure faded, and he appeared at the door of the confinement room again, seeing Kevin calmly greet several prison guards and entered the confinement room.

He was afraid that a prison guard would be disadvantageous to Kevin. If someone dared to bully Kevin, he would let the other party know what would happen if he offended Satan.

Now seeing that the prison guards are very polite to Kevin and have not violated the rules, he is very satisfied.

Even he, Satan, has to obey the rules, and if he encounters someone who doesn’t obey the rules, then he doesn’t need to obey the rules.

If this was in a big city such as New York, Zhou Zhen could not have such courtesy.

But here is Tallahassee, a small city with a total population of less than 150,000. It also includes more than 30,000 people in two university cities and more than 10,000 people in prison.

Kevin, who has been in the position of prosecutor for more than six years, knows too many people in related industries, no matter who he is, he will give a bit of face.

What's more, there is a John Milton who will help him unblock.

He has to abide by the superficial rules, but the hidden convenience can naturally be enjoyed.

The environment of the confinement room is of course not as good as that of the prison. There are no lights and walls on all sides.

The roof is only 1.2 meters high, and the area is less than 1.5 meters long and one meter wide.

After the person came in, his legs could not be straightened, he could not stand upright, and he was very aggrieved.

This is not an iron fence, but an iron gate with a small window for food delivery, which can only be opened from the outside.

Zhou Zhen, who has never been in prison in the real world, has been in prison twice after entering the mission world...

Around nine o'clock, the prison had not turned off the lights, and the prison guards brought the latest news.

Phil and the long-haired man Black were identified as having a concussion, and the other as a minor second-degree injury.

According to relevant regulations, his violent behavior will be written into the file and will be included in the lawsuit as one of the crimes during the court session.

Hearing this news, Zhou Zhenchang breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he shouldn't be suspended.

He was really afraid that he would be sentenced to probation if he killed Lomax, because his resume was so beautiful.

In the United States, as long as you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

In the case of Simpson's wife murder, everyone knew that he killed his wife, and he himself admitted, but because the police obtained evidence for illegal activities, he could only be released.

Of course, he was not settled in the end. The police later found another charge and put him in prison again.

For this lawsuit, he threw all the money he earned in, and was free for two years, and finally went to jail.

This fully illustrates the importance of money in the United States.

But he still lacks power, otherwise, he won't find fault with him again.

But Zhou Zhen is not lacking, or in other words, John Milton is not lacking!

For Satan, money and power are nothing more than things outside the body.

He wants countless money, and there are countless high-ranking officials under his control.

The bigger the person, the more weaknesses.

As long as the prosecution and the defense contribute to him, it is really possible for him to escape from crime.

And he is absolutely unwilling to be released from prison now.

Since he came into this world, he has been fighting against Satan. He has regarded fighting against Satan as a task to fight against the system.

If you succumb to Satan now, don’t you have to succumb to the system after you go back?

If you can't win, then confront it negatively!

Zhou Zhen was kept in confinement for two and a half days, but he could bear everything else, except that he couldn't move his legs and was uncomfortable.

Since he was eight years old, he hasn't broken his leg practice for one day, this time he was forced to stop for three days.

"Kevin, go freshen up, and someone will see you later."

"who?"

Before the trial, no outsider can see the prisoner except lawyers. This is to avoid collusion.

"Judge John Milton, it is said that this time I came to see you exclusively."

Zhou Zhen squinted at the sky outside. "No wonder I was released early."

The prison guard smiled gently and said, "Come on, others are not as comfortable as you are in confinement. There is a variety of drinks and food, and there are people who chat with you."

Zhou Zhen admitted that it was indeed this preferential treatment that did not make him crazy. Staying in a dark environment where you cannot stretch your body can easily lead to claustrophobia and world-weariness.

Of course, this is also because of his money. If he hadn't spent money to buy all kinds of food, the prison guards would not kindly chat with him.

The other foods inside are much more expensive than the ones sold outside.

He took his shampoo, shower gel and clothes in the hall, and on the way back to the cell, the other prisoners looked at him with admiration or dodge instead of their previous contempt. .

When all the roommates in the same prison saw him, they became much more behaved, and they all greeted him one by one when they came back.

He sent everyone into the cubicle, took off the rotten clothes on his body, took a good bath, and his bones were still rusty.

Following the prison guards to the reception room, Zhou Zhen once again saw John Milton and Christabella who had not been seen for a long time.

The old guy is still personable, in sharp contrast with Zhou Zhen who is wearing orange prison clothes.

And Christabella's demeanor fascinated all the prison guards, and the sight of the guards on duty fell on her from time to time.

Seeing Zhou Zhen, whose hair had not yet been dried, John Milton smiled and said, "I am very happy to see you still looking so beautiful."

Zhou Zhen raised her eyebrows, and sat down on the other side of the long table in the reception room and said, "But in your heart that you can't see, it's burning with anger."

"Oh..." He couldn't help smiling and asked, "For what?"

"Because of the injustice of fate, because of the conspiracy of other people. Why, always good people are always hurt?"

John Milton sat up straight, looked at Zhou Zhen's eyes and said, "Kevin, I heard about you in Montgomery, but I don't know the specifics. That professor...what is Lomax's purpose? Marianne?"

Zhou Zhen pretended to be blank and shook her head, and sighed: "I don't understand what her intentions are? Her psychology has no intention of accumulating money, only deceiving people. Maybe she is for her own research...

But no matter what she did, she shouldn't treat two innocent lives as guinea pigs, so I would rather kill such a person. "

As soon as Zhou Zhen's voice fell, he asked: "Do you regret it?"

"For Marian, I don't regret it. But for myself, I should regret it later.... My life has been ruined. In the future, even if I get out of prison, there will be stains."

John Milton smiled and asked: "I heard the prison guard say that you were actually locked up, what happened?"

"When being a good person cannot solve a problem, I find that being a bad person is more enjoyable." Zhou Zhen clenched his fist and raised it. "Fortunately, I also have such strength."

John Milton laughed happily immediately, then quickly stopped smiling and asked, "Have you thought about the future?"

Following the logic, Zhou Zhen replied: "I haven't thought about it for the time being. I will stay in prison for five to ten years and have enough time to think about it."

John Milton nodded and said: "I know you are the best prosecutor and have considered all legal aspects. However, you also need an assistant lawyer to help you collect information from the outside world, including the selection of jury members. Talk to the prosecutor. What do you think of Cristabella?"

Zhou Zhenwang turned to Kristabella and asked, "Do you want to switch to a defense lawyer?"

She shook her head and said, "If it is for you, I am willing."

"I don't know if I can afford you..."

"I can do it for you for free."

Zhou Zhen deliberately avoided her "tenderness and sweetness", and she could know that the other party was willing to help him file a lawsuit for free, and Zhou Zhen could not refuse this time.

John Milton said: "I can also help you get through the courts and try to keep your sentence under seven years, and you can be released on bail in three years."

Zhou Zhen asked: "So, what do you need me to do?"

"Work for me!"

Zhou Zhen asked back: "Can a tainted prisoner still be a prosecutor?"

John Milton smiled condescendingly: "It's not just a prosecutor, maybe it's other industries."

Of course Zhou Zhen knew his details, but he had to pretend to be ignorant. After thinking about it for a while, he promised: "I don't know if prison life will change me. Maybe I might become a killer in the future."

He laughed deeply. "Who knows in the future!"