The constant rolling of his throat showed that Mr. Vulture was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, and was indifferent to everything in the outside world.
He is still a bit intuitive. At least he knows where he is now. The erected microphone is not ready for him.
In the room that was still deserted just now, after he entered, some thin sounds began to emerge.
Even if you don’t understand what they are saying, your eyes are the windows to the soul. The vulture that was glancing back and forth just now could only withdraw its observation gaze.
The cold eyes made him shudder, and he did not have the courage to look at them again.
I could only lower my head and look at the floor silently, as well as this simple and scrawled decoration, and there was still the lingering smell of putty powder in the air.
I don’t know if it was because I worked all night and overtime to “entertain” myself.
The crimson judgment table directly in front is very wide and heavy, as if it has a long history. Maybe I am not the first person to observe it from this position.
The judges are located behind the table. Even if they look up, they can only vaguely see one more horizontal bar on their shoulders than him. What this means, Vulture knows very well.
These people were still looking through the materials when they entered the door. The anxious vultures recognized their seats, and it must be about themselves. The seat in the middle of the long table was still empty.
He had only seen this kind of scene on TV. He never thought that he would be in this position one day.
As the important personnel were in place, the maroon double doors on the right opened outwards, and a middle-aged man in crisp green clothing entered the hall with his chest held high and the information under his arm.
I turned a blind eye to the vulture standing in the center of the hall. I walked straight to the middle of the long table. After putting down the materials in my hands, I picked up the small wooden hammer and struck the table with a "duang" sound. one time.
"Start"
"Brush"
Everyone at the scene stood up, including the three people on the long table, all standing with their heads held high. He stood up, his eyes like arrows, all focused on the person standing in the center of the hall.
Although the sound of this small hammer was not loud, it made the vulture's pupils dilate a little in shock. If it were not blocked by the wooden fence, it would probably look guilty as its legs trembled. It will be seen by everyone.
The recorder took out the photos on the table, stepped forward to compare them in person, and nodded to the long table.
"Your codename is Vulture, right? In order to prevent your name from being implicated in other people with the same name and to protect your personal rights, we will use Vulture instead of your real name."
< p>It wasn't until the person next to him spoke that Mr. Vulture suddenly turned around, blinked his eyes, and looked at the "translator" next to him. He was so considerate, but the conditions were insufficient.If there is no equipment for simultaneous interpretation, just substitute someone else.Hearing his mother tongue for the first time in so many days, he should have felt very warm, but now his face was filled with fear, and he would rather the person behind him shut that mouth immediately. What comes out is not the translated words, but the curse that pulls oneself to hell.
Four cameras meticulously recorded this scene from all angles, and the black and white film recorded this moment.
"The on-site discipline will be read out below, and"
"Is there anything unclear about the rights and obligations of the parties involved?"
On the long table One of them, after reading out the discipline, asked Mr. Vulture a serious question, his voice resounding throughout the hall.
"It's up to you, I don't understand what you are saying anyway, you didn't take out the scriptures and ask them to swear to God"
My head was already buzzing after hearing this The vulture shook his head violently and broke the jar.
"There are two things in the world that make people awe-inspiring. One is the brilliant starry sky above the head, and the other is the lofty morality in the heart. Rather than swearing, we are more willing to listen to the sincere heart of the person involved."
Looking at the person in the audience indifferently, the presiding judge returned this paragraph to the other person without the slightest scruple, hesitation or hesitation. While he was still digesting it, he pressed it down with his palm. .
"Sit"
As long as there were stools in the back, everyone sat down. The vulture standing in the middle was really a "crane" standing among the chickens, a solitary person. .
Steve Johnson's face was flushed from suppressed pain. Under the light of the light, his already white face turned horribly red, as if it was coated with a layer of rouge.
"On your left is the prosecutor this time, and on your right is the defense lawyer who is supporting you."
After the name was called, the two sides took turns to stand. It was just that there were a few more people on the prosecutor's side, and their eyes were a little unfriendly. As for the one defending himself.
If his hands were not tightly bound, the vulture would want to slap himself on the forehead.
Oh my god, his eyes were evasive when he looked at him. The vulture really doubted whether this was his lawyer or the person who pushed him into the abyss.
"No, this is unfair, why didn't I choose it myself?"
He knows this kind of lawyer who does not charge money. If he is responsible, he will at most defend and solve the problem. If you don’t have a sense of responsibility, you won’t even speak.
This comes from the experience of my hometown. Free is the most expensive.
"Oh, do you know other people here?"
Even if it was a complaint in a low voice, the translator next to him still translated it loudly after hearing it, and was reading. After the person holding the materials heard this, he looked at Steve with interest, hoping that he could say more.
"No, how do I know? You are not just looking for someone to replace you. I know what you are thinking. I need to find another lawyer."
"Mr. Vulture, your defense lawyer is very professional. , has been practicing for more than ten years, and has studied here for twelve years. You can't find anyone who knows the law here better than him, your fellow countryman."
The judge in the middle of the long table sneered, and his eyes slightly Hang down, how could you play with his little thoughts? Since you dare to place four cameras to record this moment, you won't leave any criticism.
"Yeah, don't worry, I came from Berkeley. You can't find anyone more suitable than me. I swear, you have to believe me."
The guy with a millet head The dirty-haired lawyer, it’s okay if he doesn’t speak. Once he speaks, the vulture really wants to punch him. Before you speak, take a look at your clothes. Except for the lack of epaulettes, the styles are all the same. You also say that you are one of your own. .
"His identity is the same as yours, but he has lived here for 12 more years. Except for the different means of transportation when they arrived, you are indeed a family"
Dog What a shitty family. The vulture was so angry that he wanted to curse out. If that guy hadn't defended himself next, he would really have been unable to hold back and stuff the pen he was spinning in his hand into his mouth. Here, the two people are obviously enjoying completely different treatment now.
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