[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

When Sweets asked that question, Marian Jeremiah was devastated.As for Vincent, she didn't pay much attention to him, when she felt something vaguely wrong, things were out of her control.

Contrary to Isaac's previous guess, on Christmas night, it was not Mr. Jeremiah, but Vincent Jeremiah who gave her the reminder to stay in the room.

"He said he was going to end it, said it was a communication between men, and asked me to find an excuse to avoid it." Marian Jeremiah sobbed, "I didn't know it would turn out like that."

"She's lying again. She's already selfish to the core, and she still doesn't forget to excuse herself at this time." Because he didn't directly participate in the interrogation, Issac in the observation room didn't hide his bad mood. Since he speculated about Vincent Jeremiah's motives, he mood can't get better.

This is a tragedy that could have been avoided, and the source of this tragedy was also artificially created.One of the accomplices is the woman inside who is beautifully dressed and her makeup hasn't changed even when she cries.

"So you did that?" Although Sweets already knew what kind of person this woman was, she couldn't help but confirm it.

"Otherwise?" Marian Jeremiah wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "I know what you think of me, and I know you think it's all my fault. But what would I do, everything I have comes from Jeremiah, without him , do you think things will get better? No, things will only get worse, a hundred times worse, I came out of the ghetto, I don't want to go back there, there is nothing wrong with making small compromises for a living ?"

"But it's your son who is hurting." Sweets suppressed his emotions.

"So he will bear the changes I bring him, whether it's good or bad." Marian Jeremiah still insists that he is not wrong, "If it weren't for me, he would grow in the most chaotic place, guns, drugs, and even SEX, AIDS, he was ruined before he was grown. But I brought him out, he wore the best clothes, went to the best schools, had his own tutor, and his hobbies were not restricted ...and the price is just wearing a few nice clothes, what's the point? Wouldn't it be nice to be a model? When you're a model, whether it's men's or women's clothing, whether it's well-dressed or naked, it counts What? Who cares?"

"You're jealous of your son?!" Sweets said incredulously, "You're jealous of him, so you just watched him slide into the abyss, and even enjoyed it?"

"I just don't understand where his hypocrisy comes from!" Marian Jeremiah's expression twisted, "Anyone from the slums will be fascinated by this condition, only him, always arguing, as if the whole world I feel sorry for him! I take good care of him and let him go to school, not for him to rebel against me!"

"So you are still the person who walked out of the slums, even if you are dressed like a lady now, your thoughts and your essence are still the same." Sweets closed his eyes and finally remained expressionless.

"It's okay to be less hypocritical." Marian Jeremiah also insisted on herself.

"Sweets." Booth looked at Sweets, "Stop continuing this meaningless argument, not everyone is qualified to be a parent."

"I see." Sweets let out a long breath, but he thought of Booth's father, who was not a qualified father, who drank heavily, beat and scolded his children, both Booth and his younger brother had suffered from it, and could The man who beat a child to a bone more than once...

Booth is right, not all parents are born loving children, not all parents are qualified to be parents.

"Let's continue talking about that night." Booth took over the topic, "You followed Vincent Jeremiah's words, found a reason to make a fuss, got locked up in your room, and then what? When did you find out about Jeremiah's death? of."

"I didn't discover it." Marian Jeremiah also quickly recovered, "It was the nanny at home. She came to make breakfast, and then found him lying on the stairs with his head down. Vincent was kneeling on the side in a daze, and then , she called the police."

"You had doubts in your heart, but you didn't tell the police," Booth said. "Instead, you paid for a lawyer to help Vincent Jeremiah defend. I have to say, this is out of character for you. You don't seem to care that much about Vincent Jeremiah." .”

"That night, before everything started, he told me that if something happened to him, I would be fine." Marian Jeremiah sneered, "I didn't know what this meant until the police came. I asked I have gone to a lawyer, and based on Vincent’s testimony, he is very likely to be acquitted. If I didn’t help him at that time, how would he retaliate against me after he was free? Besides helping him, do I have any other options?”

"Are you aware of Vincent Jeremiah's subsequent killing of jurors?" Booth asked.

"Marian." As a lawyer, Matilda Keppel reminded, "Don't say it."

However, Marian Jeremiah has been terrified by the question of Vincent's final goal that Sweets asked before. She would rather take some trivial legal responsibility than let that happen, and the only way to prevent it from happening is to convict Vincent. , Let him spend his whole life in prison.

"I don't know." Marian Jeremiah shook his head. "Since that incident, he left the house and we have no contact. He murdered Jeremiah. I can't stay with him when I think about it. Wait until the police come After questioning the jurors, I feel he has something to do with him, but I can't believe he did it. There's no reason at all, he already killed Jeremiah, I don't understand why he would kill someone else , this is not an addictive thing.”

"But you're still skeptical," Booth said.

"I don't know, I just feel uneasy, go get him! It's up to you to prove this is true! I don't feel safe right now..." Marian Jeremiah started crying again.

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"I thought the bad parents I met were enough jerks, but unexpectedly, there are always some things beyond imagination." After coming out of the interrogation room, Booth breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that he wasn't angry, but he concealed it better That's all.

"Sometimes I wonder what my biological parents are like, but should I expect less?" Sweets grew up in a boarding family. Although he went all the way to a private school, he is now successful in his career and life, but regrets Not for nothing.

Booth didn't know what to say, because he had a jerk father, but his grandfather was just as loving, and even took his father's place.

"Vincent Jeremiah is under arrest." Isaac cut in, and the melancholy in the air disappeared instantly.

"So fast?" Booth also immediately returned to normal.

"You don't think I'm just a vase outside, doing nothing, do you?" Isaac raked his hair. The long hair he had planned to grow was cut off decisively after he found it too troublesome to take care of, and now it's neat again short hair.

"This is what I hate about perverted killers. Everything related to them is shrouded in strong negative emotions." Sweets also cheered up, "If even one member of the family of three was normal, this tragedy would not have happened. staged, right?"

"Assumptions won't help right now." Issac found all three of them in low spirits, which wasn't great, "but Mrs. Jeremiah is clearly going to have to find another lawyer."

"Huh?" Booth is not sensitive to the profession of lawyers. The main reason is that most of the lawyers he contacts are on the side of the suspect and oppose him, just like this one today. Even if she knows what her client has done, she still Also tried to hide.

This kind of professionalism is simply...

Booth silently swallowed an obscenity.

"I think they're going to say goodbye soon." Sweets agrees with Issac. "Her previous behavior was obviously just a work ethic, but more, that's where it ends."

"Whatever you say, it's Caroline's business. I can't control the court." Booth still didn't like the lawyer, but when he met the lawyer again at the door, he still said hello .

Miss Lawyer - Matilda Keppel ignored him.

Booth wasn't angry because it was Isaac who was being targeted right now.

Isaac was secretly complaining about his bad luck, but unexpectedly fell short at the last moment and bumped into her.No matter what he thought in his heart, Isaac waved his hand and greeted heartlessly, "Hi, long time no see."

As for shaking hands?

just forget it.

Otherwise, if you stretch out your hand and get no response, you will lose face.

"Why are you here?" Matilda Keppel was rather incredulous.

"Why can't I be here?" Isaac asked back.

"Matilda, do you know each other?" Marian Jeremiah was still dressed like a lady, and his eyes moved back and forth between Issac and Matilda, not knowing what he was thinking.

"We are classmates." Matilda Keppel frowned, admitting unwillingly.

Isaac was very satisfied with this definition, and looked at them with one hand in his pocket with a smile, no one knew how much he felt against Marian Jeremiah in his heart.

"Really?" Marian Jeremiah's eyes lit up, "It's such a coincidence, then I won't bother you. I'll go first, let the young people have a good gathering, campus time is always unforgettable, isn't it?"

Matilda Keppel's face immediately turned serious, "Thank you, but our friendship hasn't reached that point yet." After speaking, regardless of Marian Jeremiah's wink, she directly offered to leave.

"Is there a festival between you?" Booth watched them walk away and asked curiously.

"No, at least I don't think so." Isaac said indifferently, "However, who knows what she thinks?"