Over there at the long table, three figures were elongated and reflected on the floor. The incandescent lights in the conference room seemed to have become dazzling. The cold white light shrouded the conference room, pushing the oppressive atmosphere even further. Next to it,

The secretary of the Bar Association holds a laptop computer and acts as a clerk. Every sentence recorded on the computer screen will become the basis for the Tokyo District Bar Association to punish Kitahara in the future.

"What opinions do you have to express in defense of the opinion of the investigating officer?" Ikegami sneered. The vice president of the Lawyers Association also came step by step from real court trials in his decades of lawyer career. He has no idea about this kind of situation.

He is very skilled in pressing forward step by step and gradually squeezing the opponent's psychological defense until it collapses.

Let it dry for two hours first.

Later, we will come up with the investigation opinions and conduct a surprise attack.

Moreover, the thick pile of opinions submitted by the investigative commissioner has not yet been bound, and even the page numbers inside are messed up. Ikegami estimated that the young man in front of him should have trembling hands even when he turned over the investigation opinions. What follows?

, I just need to slowly appreciate the panic expression on the other side. In my past hearing experience, there were some timid lawyers who were so frightened by their opening that they even dropped the paper of investigation opinions on the ground.

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At this time, this small conference room is my own hunting ground.

Use that cold shotgun to scare the prey into panic, and then give them a blow that ends their lives.

This feeling is so wonderful.

Chishang crossed his legs and deliberately bumped the table with his feet. In an instant, the long table suddenly slid, and the metal frame under the table suddenly made a harsh "creak" sound. This cold sound of metal friction was heard continuously.

The secretary of the Lawyers Association, who was typing on the computer keyboard and taking notes, was also frightened.

The two hearing officers around them were already feeling tremendous psychological pressure at this time. However, they were still hearing officers, not the young lawyer sitting opposite. They could not imagine the pressure that the twenty-something young man faced.

How huge it is.

The pile of investigative opinions was piled on Kitahara's lap. Kitahara didn't even turn a page, he raised his head and said: "As far as I know, my clients, Terai and his wife, have gone abroad this month. Their mobile phones are all

I have switched to a local phone card. I am very curious, can your so-called investigators contact my client?

"If the information submitted by these two investigators does not even contain the testimony of Mr. and Mrs. Terai, then this pile of so-called investigation opinions is just some hearsay waste paper."

Hearing Beihara's words, the two hearing examiners next to Chishang suddenly widened their eyes.

They thought that this young man would admit his mistake obediently and then ask for leniency. This was the normal routine. However, this young man actually contradicted him so directly, and even called the investigation opinions of the Tokyo District Lawyers Association's investigators a bunch of rubbish.

Paper. This is the first time they have seen anyone who dares to despise the Tokyo Bar Association like this... Even a graduate of Tokyo University... is too arrogant.

Hard-spoken? Chishang sneered slightly in his heart.

He knows very well that a tough posture does not represent inner strength. On the contrary, sometimes this posture is a precursor to the breakdown of inner defenses. He has seen too many lawyers fighting hard one second and kneeling down to him the next second.

Apologize.

Ikegami ignored Kitahara's reply and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the sharp light of a samurai sword flashed through his eyes. The next second, Ikegami said coldly: "This association has previously learned about your report about the loss of Mizuho Bank's 500 million yen pledged warehouse receipt.

One thing. Now I want to ask you about relevant matters."

The topic suddenly turned to the 500 million yen incident at Eto Law Firm.

At this moment, it seemed as if the whole picture had appeared

It turns out that all the preparations were for this moment.

It's as if the curtain on the stage has been opened, and the core characters who are about to perform appear from the backstage.

The real subject of this hearing is actually the case of the missing 500 million yen pledged warehouse receipt.

Kitahara laughed in his heart. This hearing was just short of a glass being thrown, and three hundred swordsmen swarmed up from behind the scenes. He had already smelled murderous intent from Ikegami's question. Eto ran away with the copper pledged warehouse receipt,

He was left to take over the debt. The whole matter actually had little to do with him. It is estimated that the Tokyo District Bar Association did not have enough direct evidence to launch an investigation against him.

Therefore, Ikegami decided to take a roundabout way to cross-examine himself.

As soon as he opens his mouth and answers the questions related to the 500 million yen pledged warehouse receipt, the hearing will immediately turn into an investigation into the case of the missing pledged warehouse receipt.

Then, as long as you use your answer or confession as a breakthrough, the Tokyo District Bar Association can immediately launch a disciplinary investigation against you for the incident of missing the 500 million yen copper pledged warehouse receipt.

Eto is currently nowhere to be found.

So I need to find a scapegoat.

The loss of 500 million yen in pledged warehouse receipts. As long as you are even slightly involved, your professional qualifications will be immediately suspended. That is a normal thing.

This pool is really a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking.

Kitahara stared at the vice president of the Tokyo Bar Association sitting in the middle in front of him and said:

"Lawyer Ikegami, this is a bit too much. The original theme of this hearing was about the Terai and Kawamoto Expressway case. Now the hearing officer is asking questions about matters that have nothing to do with this hearing. What is going on?"

"Bang!" Chishang's expression remained calm and leisurely. However, his hand suddenly slapped the table, making a sudden noise. This time, the bodies of the two hearing examiners next to him also suddenly froze, obviously frightened.

. Ikegami was again exerting pressure on Kitahara by slapping the table and kicking the table legs.

Chishang was not in a hurry, on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

This process of torturing the opponent bit by bit until he is driven to a psychological collapse is simply a gluttonous feast.

Chishang had closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the almost suffocating oppressive atmosphere in the conference room.

After a while, there was a sound of scraping pages scattered on the ground.

The papers recording the investigation opinions fell off the young man's hands like snowflakes.

The papers rubbed against each other in the air, making a scraping sound as they collided, and finally landed on the soft carpet.

Ikegami was very familiar with this kind of sound. Usually, when the lawyers sitting across from him were frightened and frightened by him, they would lose control of their hands and scatter the information on the ground.

This kid is just mediocre.

Chishang opened his eyes again, ready to appreciate the other party's gaffe expression.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, an extremely calm face came into Chishang's eyes. The young male lawyer in front of him showed no panic. The papers scattered on the ground were just deliberately put down by him. However, he

He was still holding a stack of paper in his hand, which he had rolled up into a stick shape at some point.

The male lawyer raised his hand, and the small conference room seemed to have turned into a huge track and field stadium. The paper rolled into a stick shape in his hand turned into a javelin. Kitahara stretched his arms like an athlete, and then suddenly and hard

Throw the paper forward in your hand.

The moment it was thrown, the time in the room seemed to be pressed in slow motion.

The "swish" sound is like a storm blowing up snowflakes.

The whole room seemed to be filled with heavy rain of A4 paper. Among the falling papers, the young male lawyer sat quietly on the chair with a fierce look in his eyes:
Chapter completed!