On February 25, this day was the third trial of the Little Brooke fraud case. Zhou Ming and his lawyer Allen came to the door of Brighton Court. Looking at the situation at the door, Zhou Ming smiled: "I originally knew that today's court meeting was extraordinary, but I didn't expect the scenery would be so spectacular."

"As sure, Old Brooke is a very cunning politician. He wants to make the best use of this last court. It seems that today is destined to be very unfavorable to us." Allen said in a heavy tone.

The reason Zhou Ming and Allen said this is because they saw the reporters waiting at the door of the court. They were obviously called by Old Brooke, with the purpose of promoting the Little Brooke case, so that the court's judgment will be broadcast as soon as possible. Once the result is beneficial to them, they will face great public pressure. ``````````

"Since there are so many reporters here, then attorney Allen, we are going to work hard today."

Zhou Ming gave Allen a sentence and got out of the car first. Allen was helpless after following him. He knew very well that Old Brooke was going to knock them to the ground and then step on them a few times, but why was Zhou Ming indifferent to all this?

"Look! That's the Chinese lawyer Zhou Ming and Allen over there!"

Zhou Ming and Allen wanted to sneak into the court, but these reporters were obviously guarding the door to block them, so they were soon discovered. With a shout, the reporters all gathered around and asked them in a verbal way.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Ming, Allen, can you tell us why you insist on continuing the lawsuit even when all the evidence has been overturned and even the Procuratorate has withdrawn the lawsuit? Is it because of Mr. Zhou Ming, you have a personal grudge with Mr. Brooke. Are you deliberately using litigation to avenge your own personal grudge? Mr. Zhou Ming, you were exposed to have an immoral relationship with your female class director. Is this true?"

Zhou Ming was surrounded very well, but Allen was also not spared: "Can lawyer Alan tell us why you still have to carry out this lawsuit? Is it because Zhou Ming gave you a lot of money, or for some other reason? As the most famous lawyer in Massachusetts, do you take the initiative to fight such a lawsuit, don't you think you are betting on your future and honor? What is your purpose in doing this?"

Faced with one question after another of the reporters, Zhou Ming and Allen did not answer, but squeezed out the crowd into the court under the guidance of bodyguard Zhang Lin.

But as soon as they entered the court, they saw a familiar figure waiting here: "Isn't this Chinese Zhou Ming and the barrister Allen? Are there many reporters outside interviewing you? It seems that you will soon become the news figures that occupy the headlines in Massachusetts. Congratulations."

"Brook, don't think that you won if the Prosecutor's Office withdraws the lawsuit." Zhou Ming said.

The person in front of him was Brooke, the person Zhou Ming and others prosecuted. Since the procuratorate had revoked the accusation against him and without the judicial authorities, he naturally no longer needed to be detained or forced to summon him.

"Oh, I'm so scared. So you haven't given up on the accusation against me yet? What should I do?"

Little Brooke said to Zhou Ming with an exaggerated expression, but then the topic changed and continued: "But do you think you can do it? Now the testimony of the nigger and that bitch of Zyra are invalid, how can you condemn me? You are now like an idiot who has walked on the cliff by yourself. In front of you, you can only jump down this path."

"Of course," said Little Brooke, "You can't come today, because I'm ready, I'll sue you for defamation. Do you know why the reporters outside come? It's just to see your despair and grievance!"

"But I think I might disappoint you today, because we Chinese people always live in desperate situations."

Zhou Ming left this sentence for Little Brook and walked into the court, no matter how Little Brook jumped behind him.

The court opened at 9 o'clock in the morning. Zhou Ming and Allen walked into the court to sit down. When the judge started the routine, this time before Allen could speak, Brooke's lawyer, Sapiro, stood up and spoke first.

"Good morning, dear judges and all the jurors. Today is the third ridiculous trial of my client being accused of fraud. Please forgive me for using the word ridiculous, because in my opinion, this accusation is a farce out of nothing!"

Sapiro continued: "First of all, our private prosecutor, Mr. Zhou Ming. He had resentment towards my client, so when the fraud case occurred, he immediately maliciously suspected my client; there was also witness Hem, who failed to commit fraud at Zhou Ming's dormitory convenience store, and he used any means to escape from the crime. He insisted that it was my client who instructed him to do this."

"This is very unfair to my clients!" Sapiro emphasized, pointing to Zhou Ming and continuing, "What are they? A madman suffering from persecution paranoia and a fraudster. Such a pair of people is possible if they run for president, but it is absolutely impossible to prove my clients guilt in court, in front of the judge and the jurors!"

"So." Sapiro finally said, "I am not here to emphasize or prove anything, but to everyone see clearly that my client is the victim of this farce planned by lunatics and liars!"

As the last word Sapiro fell, warm applause immediately erupted at the scene, and the judge rang a small wooden gavel to signal quiet.

When the scene became quiet, the judge looked at Zhou Ming and Allen and asked: "Private prosecutor, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will announce the recess and the verdict will begin."

Facing the judge's inquiry, Zhou Ming and Allen looked at each other, and finally Zhou Ming stood up and said, "Judge and all the jurors, I actually want to say a lot, but now I think what I said too much seems to be useless, so I only have one question to ask the judge, I hope you can answer me truthfully."

"May I ask, as long as it is within my responsibilities and is related to this case, I will answer you truthfully," said the judge.

"Please rest assured, Judge, my question must be related to the case and will not exceed your authority. I will not ask if you will marry me." Zhou Ming then asked, "What I want to ask is whether you will acquit Brooke?"

"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question, because I still need to work with the jurors' opinions on the outcome of the judgment, which is not something I can decide alone," the judge replied.

"Since you cannot answer this question, please let me answer it for you. I said you will definitely acquit Brooke."

Zhou Ming's voice was loud, which was heard by the whole court. Everyone was shocked when they heard the answer. Everyone whispered to each other, which was incredible. Even the judge was stunned, and forgot to knock the mallet for a moment to ask the scene to be quiet.

However, Zhou Ming obviously didn't feel surprised that it was enough to reach this point. He continued: "The reason I said this is because I know that the judge has a close friendship with the Brook family, and he may even accept bribes from the Brook family, so I dare to conclude that he will accuse Brook!"

As he said that, Zhou Ming took out a stack of photos and handed them to lawyer Allen, asking him to distribute them to all reporters in the hearing table. At the same time, he said: "I am not a lunatic with persecution paranoia. Everything I say is based on facts, just like the accusation against Brooke. And I said the basis for the judge is the photos you see."

"This is something I accidentally encountered in a restaurant in downtown Brighton. It was the background of the photo of the judge and the old housekeeper of the Brook family having dinner together. There was time on the scene, a month ago, and that was after the first trial. I guess it must have been after that trial. Since all the evidence was very unfavorable to Brook, the old housekeeper thought of changing the judgment in such a way." Zhou Ming said.

If Zhou Ming's previous words only surprised everyone, then Zhou Ming's words at this moment shocked everyone.

No one could have thought that Zhou Ming had brought out such evidence, and his target was aimed at the presiding judge of this trial, and caught everyone off guard. Sapiro was stunned and didn't know what to say. The judge was stunned for a long time before saying: "Private prosecutor, your words are simply made out of nothing and do not exist at all. If you insult and slander the judge in court, I have the right to expel you to appear in court!"

"Sir Judge, if you want to do this, please order it as soon as possible, because you are the only judges who are still in court. I have submitted a complaint to the superior circuit court and reported to the judicial department that you have violated the Basic Law of Judges." Zhou Ming said.

It was like giving Zhou Ming a statement to prove it. When Zhou Ming finished speaking, the door of the court was immediately opened. Several people wearing F-pronged uniforms walked in and the leading police officer said: "Hello Judge Galle, I am the deputy director of the FBI Massachusetts Division. According to reports that you are suspected of judicial violations, please help us with the investigation. You have the right to remain silent, but we will record every word you say."

As Mueller finished speaking, the two F-force agents behind him went up with handcuffs and grabbed the judge.

At this time, Mueller said to the old housekeeper sitting in the dock: "Hello, you are suspected of obstructing justice. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation. You have the right to remain silent or consult your lawyer before you speak."

The old housekeeper was treated the same as the judge and was handcuffed and taken away by two agents.

At first, the old housekeeper didn't react, but when the cold handcuffs stimulated his nerves, he immediately struggled: "Let me go, I did not do anything illegal, I did not obstruct judicial justice, you can't arrest me!"

The old butler shouted, but the FBI agents ignored him at all. The old butler then pointed his finger at Zhou Ming, and he cursed angrily: "Zhou Ming, you yellow-skinned mistress, you won't have a good end, I won't let you go!"

"I'm very sorry that our intervention has interfered with this trial, but I think this trial will not work either."

After leaving this sentence, Muller left with the people, but he looked at Zhou Ming deeply before leaving, and after he left, several more people walked in.
Chapter completed!