Frith once knew about a certain case. The case happened in South Korea. There were random serial killers in the city. They were brutal and ruthless. In the end, in the absence of evidence, it was a gangster who had been attacked by the other party and sat down. Got on the witness stand, made a decisive correction - after that, the gang leader was also sent to prison.
Therefore, he actually knew that there was a term "stained witness" in the court. A smeared witness could reduce his sentence by providing clues to the police and correcting criminals. However..."Frozen Man"?
——Is this world crazy?
"I know what Gotham is like," he murmured to himself, "I know this city...yes, I know what she's like..."
The criminals in this city seem to be endless, and with the appearance of Batman, they become crazier, more brutal, more and more, appearing in turn, sometimes people wonder whether it is the appearance of Batman that attracted these criminals , There are also people who hate Batman-why they caught them, but didn't kill them, and then they began to hate Gotham City, which has no "death penalty".
This city is a flower of madness that breeds malice and blooms. They hate her, but they never try to escape from here. Some people stay away from their homeland when they are young, but after many years, they will return, like an indescribable curse.
What is equivalent to Gotham people's "never give up" is the "persistence" of Gotham criminals. Most criminals are obsessed with Batman, the clown is one of the representatives, and Freeze, he knows this person, genius and criminal There is a thin line, the pain and loss make him not so clear-his files are like the crimes he has committed, as long as they are uploaded to the Internet, they can be viewed and will not be erased.
So he never thought that the criminals in Gotham would help the police, just like the dexterous black cat decided to help the mouse it hated.
Fries was stunned for a moment: "No, I mean... Freeze Man was once sent to Arkham... Why can his testimony be used as evidence?"
"Because the professional psychiatrist thinks he's cured," the obnoxious female lawyer smirked. "Of course, the psychiatrist I'm talking about doesn't mean Harley Quinn."
It's terrible, Frith thought.
He listened to the testimony of Freezing Man, his heart sank slowly——
"...I always knew that hell was around me. I knew the existence of the mine, but I didn't understand it. At that time, I knew everything, but I never tried to stop it, because I felt that I was in hell and felt I was the worst one, immersed in my own world, until that day, the police officers found me, and under their leadership, I saw the mine that was about to explode and saw those miserable people. Only then did I know what happened not far from me. So my thoughts changed, and I decided to stand up and identify these demons..."
hell!Why didn't you come to identify me before?
It is clear that some agreement was reached with the police, but in a place like Gotham where there is no death penalty, what agreement is there to reach?How much difference does it make between you guy being locked up and not being locked up?
Damn Fries has considered various situations where his opponent is the public security system, but he has never considered that his opponent is a criminal in Gotham City?From the clown girl to the freezing man, do you still remember that you are a criminal?
He recalled the process of communicating with Dr. Hadley Queenie, apparently Harley Quinn's pseudonym. At first, he thought he had found a reputable psychiatrist who was in He was quickly convinced during the conversation... Could it be that this matter was a conspiracy from the beginning?
Fries is thinking quickly about how to solve it, delaying it until the next trial, and preparing more evidence?
——However, the funny thing is that he actually has no evidence in his hands. On the contrary, the opponent's evidence will increase as time goes by, because Frith himself knows best that the object of his defense, Hal Smith, is a heinous criminal .
As the minutes tick by, Fries looks for a solution to his dilemma.
At the back door of the court, one person leaned against the wall, took off his helmet and put it on the motorcycle with one hand, and held a mobile phone with the other hand. The court hearing was on the screen.
His black hair was dyed with two strands of white, and his blue pupils had a touch of green hidden. This guy's real name was Jason Todd, and his pseudonym was Red Hood. In theory, he was also one of the witnesses, but he didn't stand. On the witness stand.
Jason didn't believe that the laws of Gotham could uphold justice. He always thought so when he was wandering outside, so after gaining power and returning to Gotham, he decided to use violence to clean up everything and become the most violent To curb the occurrence of other violence—
If he hadn't seen the changes in the East End, he would have shot those people in South Hinckley, and the guys in the dock, young and old, wouldn't have survived.
He would feel irritable at the thought of breathing the stale air with these scumbags.
But... something has changed in Gotham City.
He couldn't tell what it was, like he couldn't tell why he could find a safe house far away from here to watch the live broadcast, why would he stand in the alley behind the courthouse after waking up, did he really want to go up there wearing a hood Testify?It is enough to have freezing people.
but--
"If I go to the witness stand and take off the hood, the old man will probably drop the water glass, right?"
The camera panned over Bruce Wayne in the gallery, and Jason thought about the weird scene, and he let out a "tss", his expression slowly sank.
He and Batman must have an ideological dispute, and they will meet again one day, but it's not now, and it's not like this.
...he, maybe he wasn't ready yet.
...Moreover, the missing clown probably wasn't ready either.
He put on his helmet, and apparently there was no room for him in court.
Fries did lose ground, at least on the surface.
But in fact—he just recognized a fact that he had recognized a long time ago, his boss was not Hal Smith.
His boss is Mr. Dunlop, the biggest gangster in New Haven. What he has to do is to defend the rights and interests of Mr. Dunlop in the Gotham court. From the very beginning, Fries knew that this case would be difficult to do. The defense of innocence, what he really achieved was to prevent Hal Smith and his family from leaving Gotham City, and it was impossible to identify Dunlop.
Originally, Frith thought that the police did not have sufficient evidence, but after talking with Hal, he discovered that this old gentleman who had always been very strict in the other world had confessed everything, and Frith wondered if Hal was Unable to bear the punishment, the other side wondered what a terrible place Black Gate Prison is - but fortunately, the confession can be retracted in court.
He plans to prove that Hal Smith has a mental illness problem, so his testimony cannot be counted. Frith won't have to live anymore, Frith will buy a ticket to go to Africa now, and stay away from New Haven from then on, maybe he can still survive.
And Hal Smith, the old man, the former mayor of Fries, asked the other party to do everything possible to send him to the local mental hospital, and then he would find a way to transfer him from the local mental hospital to Jackson. Neither has the death penalty.
As for why you have to go... Arkham Asylum is not a place for normal people to stay.
The interrogation passed minute by minute, and the lawyer on the opposite side stood up again, and Frith decided to simply sacrifice Hal Smith's nephew Robert, trying to find a way to evade the crime. At this moment, the tearful defendant spoke:
"At present, all the evidence cannot directly prove that I am guilty." This aging man has a kind face, neither fat nor thin. He looks like he can put his granddaughter to sleep and take his son to go fishing, just like As kind as your average neighbor around you, especially his cloudy brown eyes, he said, "Your Honor, I want to defend myself and my innocent family."
"South Hinckley is not a bad town, but I am indeed a bad mayor. When I found out that my family had done something wrong, I didn't choose to stop him, but tried my best to take them away. I did Not a qualified officer, just an ordinary grandfather, grandfather and father..."
He looked at the lawyer of the litigant party: "Ma'am, you accused me of burning the ledger and took out a new ledger from the nightclub, but that ledger did not have my signature and fingerprints. As for witnesses and recordings, all the recordings you provided I don't have my voice in it, it's all 'my subordinates' making accusations against me, but is that really true? Three years ago, I remembered everything that happened during the Vietnam War, and a year ago, I I can’t remember my wife’s middle name, but those young people, they can pass the blame to their superiors, because as long as the superiors bear the greatest responsibility, then as subordinates, they can be punished lightly, for example... tainted witnesses?"
He smiled and looked at Freeze Man: "Sir, I still remember what you looked like when you came to this town. You are so sick that you are no longer a person, but now you look very good, and you have nothing to do with the image on the Internet." The resemblance, I almost forgot I ever met you."
"Then it looks like your memory is not bad." Freezing Man replied him coldly.
Hal shook his head with a smile, wiped his tears, and the old man laughed louder and louder, and then he said, "I'm very old, I'm almost on the verge of Alzheimer's, and even if I'm convicted, eventually What was the result?"
The entire courtroom was extremely quiet, only the sound of machines running and reporters shooting with cameras.
He asked himself and answered: "Life imprisonment? Even if I enter Black Gate Prison, at my age, I can't do other heavy work, and I can't contribute anything to this city. I'm really sorry. This happened in a small town and I didn't know about it, but I'm willing to take responsibility for the ignorant and wrong young people, and I hope South Hinckley is no longer a self-governing, closed town..."
He turned his head, looked at the mayor in the auditorium, and turned back to look at the lawyer of the litigant: "But I refuse to admit the testimony provided by the police. During this time, I have been unconscious and need to take medicine every day."
There's nothing wrong with Hal's confession—
There is a lot of room for flexibility in the laws of the United States, and he is trying to find a way to save himself.
For example, once there was a murderer who was young and handsome. The court received thousands of petitions asking not to kill this "handsome man". In the end, he completed his "life imprisonment" in just a few years.
And Hal’s tearful performance, nothing more than expressing several points of view, "There are indeed drug dealers", "But I am innocent, I don't know anything", "I am old, even if I really know, I will forget it" "I am old, how could I refuse to admit it in order to live two more years, not to mention that there is no death penalty in Gotham City. In this case, I still choose to refuse to admit it, which can only show that I am really innocent." In fact, What he really wants to do is to overturn the testimony he once provided to the police——
Testimony about ties to Gotham mob boss Black Mask and New Haven mob boss Dunlop.
He really has a sick mind to say it... So Hal Smith really thinks that there is a problem with this woman, Bella Betivy!How could she be okay?
"I'm so sorry for the victims, but even with them standing in front of me, I can still say..." the old man sighed, "I don't know anything about it."
"You don't look like you have a memory problem," the female lawyer said. "It's the law that really decides whether you are guilty, and it has nothing to do with your unilateral statement."
"Your Honor, I would like to call our witness, Jane Merope."
After she finished speaking, she looked in the direction where the witnesses came to the stage, and waited for a while. The noise in the court gradually increased, and the female lawyer frowned. She looked at the screen of her mobile phone, waited for a few minutes, and trotted onto the stage After a while, Judge Amy Hester knocked down the gavel:
"Temporary adjournment."
Bad news, public opinion on the Internet is indeed following Hal Smith's statement.
Even worse, there was something wrong with Jane, and even if nothing happened to her, Hal's image of himself was fixed, and it would be very difficult to break it with a trial.
Accompanying Jane in the waiting room was Freezeman's wife Nora, and the psychiatrist of the court asked her not to appear in court. The doctor judged that her mood was not stable enough, and advised her to stabilize her mood before going to the witness stand.
—or she'd just mess everything up.
She thought she was ready, just walked up, stood in front of her enemies, tore off their disguised expressions, and complained about her pain, for the whole world to hear, let everyone know... What a bunch of scumbags this is , They don't deserve to live in this world.
But just seeing those people's faces through the screen and hearing their words, she found herself trembling with anger. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't spit out any accusations at all. She just wanted to rush up and bite them and tear them apart. , Those days of despair came again, and darkness enveloped her again.
Only then did Jane realize that she couldn't do it. She couldn't calmly and systematically tell what the criminals did. The nurse and the doctor had helped her, but she couldn't do it. When she saw the camera, she just felt Standing naked in front of these people, even calling for justice for herself is like a bitch calling for money from bad customers.
The criminal's figure grew tall, but she was small and had nowhere to hide.
Stars of light flowed in through the small window of the waiting room. Jane stared at the gleam, almost bewildered. Time passed by, but she felt that time stopped at this moment, and time stagnated. will hurt her, and no one can help her.
until--
The sound of music pushed open the door of time and rushed in.
"All the life—shehasseen—"
Jane froze.
"Allthemeanersideofme—(experienced all the evil sides of humanity)"
It's a child's voice.
Before the singing came into the courtroom, Jeff, a reporter from the New York Daily News, first discovered the unexpected situation outside the courtroom. He seized the opportunity to go to the bathroom during the adjournment and did not forget to bring his camera.
From the window of the toilet, he saw many people gathered outside the court, they came from all directions on the street, some were crossing the road, some were using their mobile phones, some were staying in the coffee shop, but they didn't know what summoned them , They walked to the front of the main entrance of the court.
It seemed that even the bailiffs couldn't figure it out, these people didn't storm the court--
They didn't look like they were armed either.
Jeff thought for a while, and immediately rushed out of the toilet. When he arrived at the main entrance of the courthouse, a truck screeched to a stop, and about seven or eighty people began to unload from the truck... Wait, musical instruments?
This is obviously a band composed of locals from Gotham, and when they first fiddled with the instruments, Jeff couldn't help frowning: Too bad, this is a band that has hardly been trained and can barely get into tune. folk ensemble.
But why would a folk orchestra perform in front of a courthouse?
They played a song, and no one sang, Jeff got up and decided to go in to watch the trial, but the moment he turned around, he heard more, denser footsteps.
From the left side of the road came a large number of children, the oldest was only in his teens, and the youngest was probably seven or eight years old. They were led by priests and nuns. Is this the choir of the local church in Gotham?The number is much higher than normal choir children.
Those who came from the right side of the road seemed to be white-collar workers who had just got off work, hip-hop people with tattoos on their arms, construction site workers, and tourists who were coerced by them with inexplicable faces.
Then, Jeff raised the camera, the bow was put on the strings, hundreds of people came together, converging together, the children stood in front, the orchestra was surrounded in the middle, and the sound of music that was not very pleasant flowed. out, the children took the lead in singing—
"All the life—shehasseen—"
"Allthemeanersideofme—(experienced all the evil sides of humanity)"
She has experienced such a bad life, she has seen the evil side of human nature, the gods have never shown mercy, and everyone is equally small in the face of malice.
Jeff took a step back subconsciously, and then the others followed the child's voice, and the adult's voice mixed with the child's sharp and crisp voice, becoming deeper and more powerful.
"She's gotalions in her heart (a lion lives in her heart)"
"Afireinhersoul (her soul has a flame)"
"He'sagotabeastinhisbelly (He's got a beast in his chest)"
"That's so hard to control"
The singing voices from hundreds of people were far from comparable to the previous musical instruments and children's voices. The singing voices spread into the courtroom in adjournment. People subconsciously walked to the corridor, and Jane was supported by Nora to the window.
The voice overwhelmed the music and became louder, almost roaring—
"Cause they've taken too many hits"
“Takingblowbyblow”
Light them up now.
Light it all up now.
Jane put her forehead against the window, listening to the singing outside, the glass began to vibrate——
"When you've been fighting"
"Foritallyyourlife"
When you try your best to change your destiny, change your life——
You are a hero.
A huge, torrent-like sound pierced through the door. Except for the defendant who was in the dock and could not move freely, almost everyone else left the courtroom and walked out, letting the singing surround them.
Jeff pressed the shutter and took pictures of faces, but he felt that it was not enough. He saw more people gathered, some seemed to know what to do, and some looked blank, but because of the surrounding Everyone was singing, so they also sang along. Someone was recording a video in the distance, and the bailiff was holding a gun, wondering if it was time to fire a warning shot.
Jeff approached the bailiff and heard the man with the gun barrel listening and singing along in a low voice.
"That'showasuperherolearnstofly(This is how a hero learns to fly in pain)"
The song ended, and the sound of the music was low, but someone at the front jumped onto the roof of the truck and began to direct with laymen's gestures. Candles were lit one by one and passed on one by one. They kept lighting, passed, and sang until they were exhausted.
——but the light has merged into a sea of stars.
Jeff didn't know when he returned to the court at all. He saw a woman on the witness stand, but he didn't see her face clearly. There was an orange light flashing in front of his eyes. The woman His face seemed to be hidden under the firelight, only hazy lines could be seen.
He heard the steady and trembling voice of the other party, and he also heard the tone of the men in the dock who were getting more and more irritable and weird.
When Jeff finally came to his senses, all he heard was the sound of the justice's gavel falling.
The trial is over and the dust has settled.
In addition to some locals, the South Hinkley case involved a total of 1187 people and those involved in the New Haven and Detroit cases need to be transferred to Washington for retrial. Detroit is entering St. Petersburg, and the drug and human trafficking-related cases that have to go halfway around the world can be regarded as settled.
Among them, it can be predicted that some of the persons involved in the case will need to be extradited and shot in a foreign country.
This includes Roman Sinnis in the black mask. The only regret is that Roman Sinnis is "running away in fear of crime" and cannot be arrested. Only some people can go to get the gun before him.
When the criminals were taken away, the judges left their seats, the audience stood up, and then, whoever started it, the first applauded, followed by the second, and they clapped They looked at each other with a smile.
The lower and lower sounds of music and singing outside slowly disappeared, and suddenly, through the door and the outer wall, there was a loud cheer that could be heard inside the room. The cheers lasted for several minutes, until the applause in the court also stopped , there has not disappeared yet.
Bruce smiled and looked at Ms. Mayor Elek, she was staring at a wall with nothing, she seemed to be in a daze, and she seemed to be looking at something through the crowd, but she also had a slight smile on her face.
Maybe they should go out to dinner at this time, bring Dick and Tim, call the Warden and Vivi, Gordon and Barbara?Bruce thought it was a bit weird as if several families were having a dinner together.
But before he could ask for an invitation, the warden came up, the mayor walked over to meet her, and the two ladies went out side by side, nodding to everyone but refusing everyone else's invitation to the banquet.
……All right.
In fact, Bruce's feeling is correct, Vivi is indeed looking at something——
She saw her popularity rise.
To be honest, she almost forgot about the reputation panel.
When the prestige module was just activated and 50% of the people in Gotham City knew the mayor, her evaluation on the module at that time was [moderately evil], but just now, her prestige has increased a bit, and the system prompts that there are 75% of the mayor. People knew about her as the mayor, and the evaluation changed to 【Medium and Favorable】.
[Current influence: No matter where you are, your influence will envelope your subordinates, and the obedience level of all subordinates is 3]
[Current bias: When a person is too far away from themselves, people tend to be stingy with making accurate evaluations of her, so they vaguely feel that you should be a good person, but there are still some people who are naturally not good because of your occupation. trust you】
[Attribute: Moderate preference]
[The current level cannot advance the revision of the laws of Gotham City, please continue to improve the reputation]
It seems that although the prestige has been greatly improved, it can't change anything for the time being. Weiwei left it alone, and then hurriedly changed her identity.
All criminals will be escorted to Washington in the early hours of tomorrow, and she must achieve her goal tonight.
Vivi teleported to the Black Gate Prison.
Of course, she is not alone, but——
"doctor?"
Doctor Stephen Strange appeared silently. Before that, he had already been to Gotham's three major hospitals once.
The mage called Doctor Strange stared at the girl in front of him for a long while, and said, "...I have never tried to separate the souls of so many people, and for ordinary people, it takes a long time for the souls to leave their bodies." It feels very dangerous."
"Hurry up, doctor," the girl complained, "I'm not going to hurt them, that's impossible, isn't it?"
Strange closed one eye and opened it again, staring at the thicker and more dangerous black fog in front of him, hesitating to speak——
Just one day later, the weird aura on Wei Wei White's body became even more terrifying, and he still hasn't figured it out clearly.
But Strange discovered through getting along that Weiwei herself has nothing to do with Xieyi. This girl seems to simply want to change the city and work hard for it. In this way, thinking of what happened in New York, Strange guessed Vivi was either chosen by the sleeping evil god to absorb these malicious powers, or her physique was suitable for sealing the evil, so the evil attacked her, but she called Strange a "reward" and let Strange He suspects that the possibility of the former is higher, even, the gods from other dimensions may not really be asleep.
...Because he hasn't found out who is behind the other party, Stephen generally will not refuse a girl's reasonable request.
Such as teaching students and building roads.
In Blackgate Prison, thousands of people in South Hinckley were sleeping soundly. Their souls were shot out of their bodies. Then, Weiwei followed behind, holding something invisible in her hands. Under the shadow, the bodies of the prisoners disappeared one by one. .
——There are serious criminals who should be shot in theory, and there are also scumbags who are "merely" raped and tortured, and who are barely regarded as minor criminals. Stephen treats them equally.
The soul floating in the air was in a deep sleep state, and then, the girl who threw Stephen away turned her head and disappeared.
Stephen: "..."
He stayed in the corridor of the Black Gate Prison, staring at the sleeping prison guard, and at the extinguished surveillance, feeling as if he was an ally of the girl doing bad things.
Rose Manor.
Except for the player, cards that no one else can see floated in mid-air one by one, and the left and right were clearly separated. Use [Copy Card] to copy the bronze card [prop: compression (one-time)], and the human soulless body is nothing but An "object" composed of various elements, the victim and the perpetrator float on both sides equally, and the body is all turned into a card.
After a while, Weiwei took out the golden balance.
Justice will not be late. After completing the justice in the trial, she will bring real justice to these people-this part is what the law cannot do, and it is called the field of magic.
Therefore, he actually knew that there was a term "stained witness" in the court. A smeared witness could reduce his sentence by providing clues to the police and correcting criminals. However..."Frozen Man"?
——Is this world crazy?
"I know what Gotham is like," he murmured to himself, "I know this city...yes, I know what she's like..."
The criminals in this city seem to be endless, and with the appearance of Batman, they become crazier, more brutal, more and more, appearing in turn, sometimes people wonder whether it is the appearance of Batman that attracted these criminals , There are also people who hate Batman-why they caught them, but didn't kill them, and then they began to hate Gotham City, which has no "death penalty".
This city is a flower of madness that breeds malice and blooms. They hate her, but they never try to escape from here. Some people stay away from their homeland when they are young, but after many years, they will return, like an indescribable curse.
What is equivalent to Gotham people's "never give up" is the "persistence" of Gotham criminals. Most criminals are obsessed with Batman, the clown is one of the representatives, and Freeze, he knows this person, genius and criminal There is a thin line, the pain and loss make him not so clear-his files are like the crimes he has committed, as long as they are uploaded to the Internet, they can be viewed and will not be erased.
So he never thought that the criminals in Gotham would help the police, just like the dexterous black cat decided to help the mouse it hated.
Fries was stunned for a moment: "No, I mean... Freeze Man was once sent to Arkham... Why can his testimony be used as evidence?"
"Because the professional psychiatrist thinks he's cured," the obnoxious female lawyer smirked. "Of course, the psychiatrist I'm talking about doesn't mean Harley Quinn."
It's terrible, Frith thought.
He listened to the testimony of Freezing Man, his heart sank slowly——
"...I always knew that hell was around me. I knew the existence of the mine, but I didn't understand it. At that time, I knew everything, but I never tried to stop it, because I felt that I was in hell and felt I was the worst one, immersed in my own world, until that day, the police officers found me, and under their leadership, I saw the mine that was about to explode and saw those miserable people. Only then did I know what happened not far from me. So my thoughts changed, and I decided to stand up and identify these demons..."
hell!Why didn't you come to identify me before?
It is clear that some agreement was reached with the police, but in a place like Gotham where there is no death penalty, what agreement is there to reach?How much difference does it make between you guy being locked up and not being locked up?
Damn Fries has considered various situations where his opponent is the public security system, but he has never considered that his opponent is a criminal in Gotham City?From the clown girl to the freezing man, do you still remember that you are a criminal?
He recalled the process of communicating with Dr. Hadley Queenie, apparently Harley Quinn's pseudonym. At first, he thought he had found a reputable psychiatrist who was in He was quickly convinced during the conversation... Could it be that this matter was a conspiracy from the beginning?
Fries is thinking quickly about how to solve it, delaying it until the next trial, and preparing more evidence?
——However, the funny thing is that he actually has no evidence in his hands. On the contrary, the opponent's evidence will increase as time goes by, because Frith himself knows best that the object of his defense, Hal Smith, is a heinous criminal .
As the minutes tick by, Fries looks for a solution to his dilemma.
At the back door of the court, one person leaned against the wall, took off his helmet and put it on the motorcycle with one hand, and held a mobile phone with the other hand. The court hearing was on the screen.
His black hair was dyed with two strands of white, and his blue pupils had a touch of green hidden. This guy's real name was Jason Todd, and his pseudonym was Red Hood. In theory, he was also one of the witnesses, but he didn't stand. On the witness stand.
Jason didn't believe that the laws of Gotham could uphold justice. He always thought so when he was wandering outside, so after gaining power and returning to Gotham, he decided to use violence to clean up everything and become the most violent To curb the occurrence of other violence—
If he hadn't seen the changes in the East End, he would have shot those people in South Hinckley, and the guys in the dock, young and old, wouldn't have survived.
He would feel irritable at the thought of breathing the stale air with these scumbags.
But... something has changed in Gotham City.
He couldn't tell what it was, like he couldn't tell why he could find a safe house far away from here to watch the live broadcast, why would he stand in the alley behind the courthouse after waking up, did he really want to go up there wearing a hood Testify?It is enough to have freezing people.
but--
"If I go to the witness stand and take off the hood, the old man will probably drop the water glass, right?"
The camera panned over Bruce Wayne in the gallery, and Jason thought about the weird scene, and he let out a "tss", his expression slowly sank.
He and Batman must have an ideological dispute, and they will meet again one day, but it's not now, and it's not like this.
...he, maybe he wasn't ready yet.
...Moreover, the missing clown probably wasn't ready either.
He put on his helmet, and apparently there was no room for him in court.
Fries did lose ground, at least on the surface.
But in fact—he just recognized a fact that he had recognized a long time ago, his boss was not Hal Smith.
His boss is Mr. Dunlop, the biggest gangster in New Haven. What he has to do is to defend the rights and interests of Mr. Dunlop in the Gotham court. From the very beginning, Fries knew that this case would be difficult to do. The defense of innocence, what he really achieved was to prevent Hal Smith and his family from leaving Gotham City, and it was impossible to identify Dunlop.
Originally, Frith thought that the police did not have sufficient evidence, but after talking with Hal, he discovered that this old gentleman who had always been very strict in the other world had confessed everything, and Frith wondered if Hal was Unable to bear the punishment, the other side wondered what a terrible place Black Gate Prison is - but fortunately, the confession can be retracted in court.
He plans to prove that Hal Smith has a mental illness problem, so his testimony cannot be counted. Frith won't have to live anymore, Frith will buy a ticket to go to Africa now, and stay away from New Haven from then on, maybe he can still survive.
And Hal Smith, the old man, the former mayor of Fries, asked the other party to do everything possible to send him to the local mental hospital, and then he would find a way to transfer him from the local mental hospital to Jackson. Neither has the death penalty.
As for why you have to go... Arkham Asylum is not a place for normal people to stay.
The interrogation passed minute by minute, and the lawyer on the opposite side stood up again, and Frith decided to simply sacrifice Hal Smith's nephew Robert, trying to find a way to evade the crime. At this moment, the tearful defendant spoke:
"At present, all the evidence cannot directly prove that I am guilty." This aging man has a kind face, neither fat nor thin. He looks like he can put his granddaughter to sleep and take his son to go fishing, just like As kind as your average neighbor around you, especially his cloudy brown eyes, he said, "Your Honor, I want to defend myself and my innocent family."
"South Hinckley is not a bad town, but I am indeed a bad mayor. When I found out that my family had done something wrong, I didn't choose to stop him, but tried my best to take them away. I did Not a qualified officer, just an ordinary grandfather, grandfather and father..."
He looked at the lawyer of the litigant party: "Ma'am, you accused me of burning the ledger and took out a new ledger from the nightclub, but that ledger did not have my signature and fingerprints. As for witnesses and recordings, all the recordings you provided I don't have my voice in it, it's all 'my subordinates' making accusations against me, but is that really true? Three years ago, I remembered everything that happened during the Vietnam War, and a year ago, I I can’t remember my wife’s middle name, but those young people, they can pass the blame to their superiors, because as long as the superiors bear the greatest responsibility, then as subordinates, they can be punished lightly, for example... tainted witnesses?"
He smiled and looked at Freeze Man: "Sir, I still remember what you looked like when you came to this town. You are so sick that you are no longer a person, but now you look very good, and you have nothing to do with the image on the Internet." The resemblance, I almost forgot I ever met you."
"Then it looks like your memory is not bad." Freezing Man replied him coldly.
Hal shook his head with a smile, wiped his tears, and the old man laughed louder and louder, and then he said, "I'm very old, I'm almost on the verge of Alzheimer's, and even if I'm convicted, eventually What was the result?"
The entire courtroom was extremely quiet, only the sound of machines running and reporters shooting with cameras.
He asked himself and answered: "Life imprisonment? Even if I enter Black Gate Prison, at my age, I can't do other heavy work, and I can't contribute anything to this city. I'm really sorry. This happened in a small town and I didn't know about it, but I'm willing to take responsibility for the ignorant and wrong young people, and I hope South Hinckley is no longer a self-governing, closed town..."
He turned his head, looked at the mayor in the auditorium, and turned back to look at the lawyer of the litigant: "But I refuse to admit the testimony provided by the police. During this time, I have been unconscious and need to take medicine every day."
There's nothing wrong with Hal's confession—
There is a lot of room for flexibility in the laws of the United States, and he is trying to find a way to save himself.
For example, once there was a murderer who was young and handsome. The court received thousands of petitions asking not to kill this "handsome man". In the end, he completed his "life imprisonment" in just a few years.
And Hal’s tearful performance, nothing more than expressing several points of view, "There are indeed drug dealers", "But I am innocent, I don't know anything", "I am old, even if I really know, I will forget it" "I am old, how could I refuse to admit it in order to live two more years, not to mention that there is no death penalty in Gotham City. In this case, I still choose to refuse to admit it, which can only show that I am really innocent." In fact, What he really wants to do is to overturn the testimony he once provided to the police——
Testimony about ties to Gotham mob boss Black Mask and New Haven mob boss Dunlop.
He really has a sick mind to say it... So Hal Smith really thinks that there is a problem with this woman, Bella Betivy!How could she be okay?
"I'm so sorry for the victims, but even with them standing in front of me, I can still say..." the old man sighed, "I don't know anything about it."
"You don't look like you have a memory problem," the female lawyer said. "It's the law that really decides whether you are guilty, and it has nothing to do with your unilateral statement."
"Your Honor, I would like to call our witness, Jane Merope."
After she finished speaking, she looked in the direction where the witnesses came to the stage, and waited for a while. The noise in the court gradually increased, and the female lawyer frowned. She looked at the screen of her mobile phone, waited for a few minutes, and trotted onto the stage After a while, Judge Amy Hester knocked down the gavel:
"Temporary adjournment."
Bad news, public opinion on the Internet is indeed following Hal Smith's statement.
Even worse, there was something wrong with Jane, and even if nothing happened to her, Hal's image of himself was fixed, and it would be very difficult to break it with a trial.
Accompanying Jane in the waiting room was Freezeman's wife Nora, and the psychiatrist of the court asked her not to appear in court. The doctor judged that her mood was not stable enough, and advised her to stabilize her mood before going to the witness stand.
—or she'd just mess everything up.
She thought she was ready, just walked up, stood in front of her enemies, tore off their disguised expressions, and complained about her pain, for the whole world to hear, let everyone know... What a bunch of scumbags this is , They don't deserve to live in this world.
But just seeing those people's faces through the screen and hearing their words, she found herself trembling with anger. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't spit out any accusations at all. She just wanted to rush up and bite them and tear them apart. , Those days of despair came again, and darkness enveloped her again.
Only then did Jane realize that she couldn't do it. She couldn't calmly and systematically tell what the criminals did. The nurse and the doctor had helped her, but she couldn't do it. When she saw the camera, she just felt Standing naked in front of these people, even calling for justice for herself is like a bitch calling for money from bad customers.
The criminal's figure grew tall, but she was small and had nowhere to hide.
Stars of light flowed in through the small window of the waiting room. Jane stared at the gleam, almost bewildered. Time passed by, but she felt that time stopped at this moment, and time stagnated. will hurt her, and no one can help her.
until--
The sound of music pushed open the door of time and rushed in.
"All the life—shehasseen—"
Jane froze.
"Allthemeanersideofme—(experienced all the evil sides of humanity)"
It's a child's voice.
Before the singing came into the courtroom, Jeff, a reporter from the New York Daily News, first discovered the unexpected situation outside the courtroom. He seized the opportunity to go to the bathroom during the adjournment and did not forget to bring his camera.
From the window of the toilet, he saw many people gathered outside the court, they came from all directions on the street, some were crossing the road, some were using their mobile phones, some were staying in the coffee shop, but they didn't know what summoned them , They walked to the front of the main entrance of the court.
It seemed that even the bailiffs couldn't figure it out, these people didn't storm the court--
They didn't look like they were armed either.
Jeff thought for a while, and immediately rushed out of the toilet. When he arrived at the main entrance of the courthouse, a truck screeched to a stop, and about seven or eighty people began to unload from the truck... Wait, musical instruments?
This is obviously a band composed of locals from Gotham, and when they first fiddled with the instruments, Jeff couldn't help frowning: Too bad, this is a band that has hardly been trained and can barely get into tune. folk ensemble.
But why would a folk orchestra perform in front of a courthouse?
They played a song, and no one sang, Jeff got up and decided to go in to watch the trial, but the moment he turned around, he heard more, denser footsteps.
From the left side of the road came a large number of children, the oldest was only in his teens, and the youngest was probably seven or eight years old. They were led by priests and nuns. Is this the choir of the local church in Gotham?The number is much higher than normal choir children.
Those who came from the right side of the road seemed to be white-collar workers who had just got off work, hip-hop people with tattoos on their arms, construction site workers, and tourists who were coerced by them with inexplicable faces.
Then, Jeff raised the camera, the bow was put on the strings, hundreds of people came together, converging together, the children stood in front, the orchestra was surrounded in the middle, and the sound of music that was not very pleasant flowed. out, the children took the lead in singing—
"All the life—shehasseen—"
"Allthemeanersideofme—(experienced all the evil sides of humanity)"
She has experienced such a bad life, she has seen the evil side of human nature, the gods have never shown mercy, and everyone is equally small in the face of malice.
Jeff took a step back subconsciously, and then the others followed the child's voice, and the adult's voice mixed with the child's sharp and crisp voice, becoming deeper and more powerful.
"She's gotalions in her heart (a lion lives in her heart)"
"Afireinhersoul (her soul has a flame)"
"He'sagotabeastinhisbelly (He's got a beast in his chest)"
"That's so hard to control"
The singing voices from hundreds of people were far from comparable to the previous musical instruments and children's voices. The singing voices spread into the courtroom in adjournment. People subconsciously walked to the corridor, and Jane was supported by Nora to the window.
The voice overwhelmed the music and became louder, almost roaring—
"Cause they've taken too many hits"
“Takingblowbyblow”
Light them up now.
Light it all up now.
Jane put her forehead against the window, listening to the singing outside, the glass began to vibrate——
"When you've been fighting"
"Foritallyyourlife"
When you try your best to change your destiny, change your life——
You are a hero.
A huge, torrent-like sound pierced through the door. Except for the defendant who was in the dock and could not move freely, almost everyone else left the courtroom and walked out, letting the singing surround them.
Jeff pressed the shutter and took pictures of faces, but he felt that it was not enough. He saw more people gathered, some seemed to know what to do, and some looked blank, but because of the surrounding Everyone was singing, so they also sang along. Someone was recording a video in the distance, and the bailiff was holding a gun, wondering if it was time to fire a warning shot.
Jeff approached the bailiff and heard the man with the gun barrel listening and singing along in a low voice.
"That'showasuperherolearnstofly(This is how a hero learns to fly in pain)"
The song ended, and the sound of the music was low, but someone at the front jumped onto the roof of the truck and began to direct with laymen's gestures. Candles were lit one by one and passed on one by one. They kept lighting, passed, and sang until they were exhausted.
——but the light has merged into a sea of stars.
Jeff didn't know when he returned to the court at all. He saw a woman on the witness stand, but he didn't see her face clearly. There was an orange light flashing in front of his eyes. The woman His face seemed to be hidden under the firelight, only hazy lines could be seen.
He heard the steady and trembling voice of the other party, and he also heard the tone of the men in the dock who were getting more and more irritable and weird.
When Jeff finally came to his senses, all he heard was the sound of the justice's gavel falling.
The trial is over and the dust has settled.
In addition to some locals, the South Hinkley case involved a total of 1187 people and those involved in the New Haven and Detroit cases need to be transferred to Washington for retrial. Detroit is entering St. Petersburg, and the drug and human trafficking-related cases that have to go halfway around the world can be regarded as settled.
Among them, it can be predicted that some of the persons involved in the case will need to be extradited and shot in a foreign country.
This includes Roman Sinnis in the black mask. The only regret is that Roman Sinnis is "running away in fear of crime" and cannot be arrested. Only some people can go to get the gun before him.
When the criminals were taken away, the judges left their seats, the audience stood up, and then, whoever started it, the first applauded, followed by the second, and they clapped They looked at each other with a smile.
The lower and lower sounds of music and singing outside slowly disappeared, and suddenly, through the door and the outer wall, there was a loud cheer that could be heard inside the room. The cheers lasted for several minutes, until the applause in the court also stopped , there has not disappeared yet.
Bruce smiled and looked at Ms. Mayor Elek, she was staring at a wall with nothing, she seemed to be in a daze, and she seemed to be looking at something through the crowd, but she also had a slight smile on her face.
Maybe they should go out to dinner at this time, bring Dick and Tim, call the Warden and Vivi, Gordon and Barbara?Bruce thought it was a bit weird as if several families were having a dinner together.
But before he could ask for an invitation, the warden came up, the mayor walked over to meet her, and the two ladies went out side by side, nodding to everyone but refusing everyone else's invitation to the banquet.
……All right.
In fact, Bruce's feeling is correct, Vivi is indeed looking at something——
She saw her popularity rise.
To be honest, she almost forgot about the reputation panel.
When the prestige module was just activated and 50% of the people in Gotham City knew the mayor, her evaluation on the module at that time was [moderately evil], but just now, her prestige has increased a bit, and the system prompts that there are 75% of the mayor. People knew about her as the mayor, and the evaluation changed to 【Medium and Favorable】.
[Current influence: No matter where you are, your influence will envelope your subordinates, and the obedience level of all subordinates is 3]
[Current bias: When a person is too far away from themselves, people tend to be stingy with making accurate evaluations of her, so they vaguely feel that you should be a good person, but there are still some people who are naturally not good because of your occupation. trust you】
[Attribute: Moderate preference]
[The current level cannot advance the revision of the laws of Gotham City, please continue to improve the reputation]
It seems that although the prestige has been greatly improved, it can't change anything for the time being. Weiwei left it alone, and then hurriedly changed her identity.
All criminals will be escorted to Washington in the early hours of tomorrow, and she must achieve her goal tonight.
Vivi teleported to the Black Gate Prison.
Of course, she is not alone, but——
"doctor?"
Doctor Stephen Strange appeared silently. Before that, he had already been to Gotham's three major hospitals once.
The mage called Doctor Strange stared at the girl in front of him for a long while, and said, "...I have never tried to separate the souls of so many people, and for ordinary people, it takes a long time for the souls to leave their bodies." It feels very dangerous."
"Hurry up, doctor," the girl complained, "I'm not going to hurt them, that's impossible, isn't it?"
Strange closed one eye and opened it again, staring at the thicker and more dangerous black fog in front of him, hesitating to speak——
Just one day later, the weird aura on Wei Wei White's body became even more terrifying, and he still hasn't figured it out clearly.
But Strange discovered through getting along that Weiwei herself has nothing to do with Xieyi. This girl seems to simply want to change the city and work hard for it. In this way, thinking of what happened in New York, Strange guessed Vivi was either chosen by the sleeping evil god to absorb these malicious powers, or her physique was suitable for sealing the evil, so the evil attacked her, but she called Strange a "reward" and let Strange He suspects that the possibility of the former is higher, even, the gods from other dimensions may not really be asleep.
...Because he hasn't found out who is behind the other party, Stephen generally will not refuse a girl's reasonable request.
Such as teaching students and building roads.
In Blackgate Prison, thousands of people in South Hinckley were sleeping soundly. Their souls were shot out of their bodies. Then, Weiwei followed behind, holding something invisible in her hands. Under the shadow, the bodies of the prisoners disappeared one by one. .
——There are serious criminals who should be shot in theory, and there are also scumbags who are "merely" raped and tortured, and who are barely regarded as minor criminals. Stephen treats them equally.
The soul floating in the air was in a deep sleep state, and then, the girl who threw Stephen away turned her head and disappeared.
Stephen: "..."
He stayed in the corridor of the Black Gate Prison, staring at the sleeping prison guard, and at the extinguished surveillance, feeling as if he was an ally of the girl doing bad things.
Rose Manor.
Except for the player, cards that no one else can see floated in mid-air one by one, and the left and right were clearly separated. Use [Copy Card] to copy the bronze card [prop: compression (one-time)], and the human soulless body is nothing but An "object" composed of various elements, the victim and the perpetrator float on both sides equally, and the body is all turned into a card.
After a while, Weiwei took out the golden balance.
Justice will not be late. After completing the justice in the trial, she will bring real justice to these people-this part is what the law cannot do, and it is called the field of magic.
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