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Chapter 119 Teammate? Cellmate?

Chapter 119 Teammate? Prisoner?

Author: Brilliant fireworks

Chapter 119 Teammate? Prisoner?

"Okay, everyone, this distribution plan was drawn up by Cobham. I don't think anyone here knows business better than him." Wang Zhen could only bring out Cobham to explain.

Everyone was silent for a long time.

Golden Retriever sighed, "Although that guy is a bastard, he is indeed a good CEO."

"Yes, after all, we can't only have such a few people. Guanghui Defense will definitely continue to recruit people. You basically have no chance to enjoy high commissions." Wang Zhen said with a smile. This is what it was like when friends and brothers started doing business.

As for what the future holds...

If you don't get married, you can probably stay together forever.

Therefore, the problem of whether friends can do business together is probably not because of the friends themselves.

What a disaster...

"Okay, now let's talk, everyone, does anyone recommend us to Glorious Defense?" Wang Zhen clapped his hands and looked at a few people.

The donkey, the poet, and the shovel all looked at the golden retriever.

Golden Retriever has spread money widely for more than ten years and has the widest network of contacts.

Jin Mao frowned and scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Those who are suitable for this line of work have been recruited by me to the Empire Barrier. The others either have jobs, or... you'd better not ask them to come, it's a question of ability.

"

Wang Zhen turned to look at the donkey.

"Wang, you know me well. All my boyfriends are here, and the rest are women." Donkey shrugged.

"Fake, I am your friend, not your boyfriend, please understand." Shovel cursed.

Wang Zhen looked at Shovel, who grinned and said, "Wang, you know me. I am a Ranger. Those guys are either already in other PMC companies or have jobs."

Wang Zhen looked at the poet, who frowned and thought for a moment and said, "I do have a friend, but it is unlikely that he will join us."

"Why? Tell me, there is no problem that cannot be solved." Wang Zhen immediately became energetic.

"He is in prison now, a heavy-duty prison. He was sentenced to 75 years in prison." The poet spread his hands.

Wang Zhen: "..."

"You're not talking about Frank, are you?" Donkey suddenly asked.

Seeing Wang Zhen looking over, Donkey explained: "I and the poet were once comrades in the same army. After retiring, we also joined the Imperial Barrier. We knew each other in other teams, but we were in prison four years ago."

"What's the reason?" Wang Zhen asked dumbfounded.

"He, Albert Frank, was a commando, nicknamed Shrapnel, a very emotional man. Sadly, he found out that his wife had committed adultery with someone else, and the two children were not his." The poet sighed, "So

, one day, he said he would take his two children to play with his grandparents, and then lurked back home in the middle of the night, fully armed."

"It was a dark and windy night in his bedroom, and the lights were on in his bedroom. Two figures were entangled together. He quietly opened the door and shot them to death on the bed. He was very good at shooting, so when they died, they were still

connected together.”

Wang Zhen: “!!!”

What the hell are they connected together!

"So, where are the two children?" asked the donkey.

"Living with grandparents." The poet shrugged. "In court, he confessed and was sentenced to 75 years in prison for intentional homicide. But I don't think you can wait for him 71 years."

Wang Zhen: "..."

Then you still say that!

"Huh...isn't there anything normal?" Wang Zhen looked at the people again.

Several people shook their heads at the same time.

Wang Zhen nodded with a serious face, "I can see that you are all useless!"

In any case, the poet still recommended one. What kind of defense company could the three of them run? As for himself, don't even think about it.

So, no matter what, we still have to think of a way.

After scratching his head, Wang Zhen picked up the phone and dialed.

Golden Retriever gave Donkey a look. Do you think he can do anything?

Donkey: I think so. He is not a good person.

Golden Retriever: Impossible, he has been sentenced and the sentence cannot be changed.

Poet: The reason why bad people are worse than good people is because bad people are more likely to look for loopholes.

Shovel: I don't know, but Wang is definitely not a good person.

Jin Mao was very curious and wanted to work with Wang Zhen. In addition to being worried about his brothers, he also wanted to see how Wang Zhen ran a defense company.

There are no bad intentions, it is true that I am a little bit dissatisfied. Who comes from a special forces background and does not have a strong desire to win.

In Wang Zhen's opinion, as long as the relationship is strong enough, it is not uncommon to be released from prison early, and the United States, where the air is free, will definitely not be an exception.

Capitalism is an amplifier, everything will be amplified by capital here.

"Hey, Wang, I heard about you. Are you okay?" John asked.

"It's not good. We decided to leave from the Imperial Barrier..." Wang Zhen said roughly half of the matter. He would still go to Baghdad in the future. It would be better to make it clear in advance to the second-in-command of the CIA's Iraq branch.

After chatting for a while, we got down to the topic, "So, is there a way to fish him out?"

"I've been in jail for four years, so there's no problem. I'll give you a call. This guy's name is Horner. He's a lawyer. He specializes in similar services. Find him."

"Thank you, see you in Baghdad." The phone hung up, Wang Zhen snapped his fingers and dialed again.

"Hello, Mr. Horner, John introduced your phone number to me, as follows..."

"Well, is it, federal prison or state prison or private prison, I don't know?"

"Okay, his name is Albert Frank, he's from Kentucky, okay, okay, see you tomorrow afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhen raised his head and looked at the poet, "The lawyer said there are nine ways to get people out of prison. Nine, he asked me to listen to his thunder."



On the afternoon of the next day, Wang Zhen and the poet met the lawyer Horner.

Meet, fake smile, shake hands, introduce yourself.

When Horner discovered that the Chinese and the Americans were actually the Chinese who were in charge, there were some strange changes in his eyes, and his attitude became slightly straightened.

Lawyers in the United States are classified very carefully, including commercial lawyers, acquisition lawyers, matrimonial lawyers, criminal lawyers, elder law lawyers, etc., and Horner belongs to a special group.

They specialize in serving prisoners. People who don't like them call them criminal lawyers.

There are 102 federal prisons, 1,566 state prisons, 2,850 local detention centers, 1,510 juvenile correctional facilities, 186 immigration detention centers, 82 Aboriginal detention centers, and military prisons in the United States, housing approximately 2 million prisoners.

.

Prisoners also have human rights. They are an extremely large group with many legal needs, and they are supported by criminal lawyers.

"I have already investigated the case of Albert Frank. Considering that the two parties involved are dead, and the victim's child has been raised by Mr. Albert Frank's parents, that is to say, for the past 4 years,

No one is paying attention to this case anymore, so as long as Mr. Albert Frank is willing to cooperate, we still have a way to get him out of prison reasonably and legally."

Attorney Horner emphasized what was reasonable and legal.

"How much does it cost?" Wang Zhen said straightforwardly.

"There are three ways to get out of prison, so there are three charging models."

Wang Zhen raised his hand to signal him to tell him.

"The first one is medical parole. This is easy to understand." Horner stretched out a finger and gestured: "There are more than 80 diseases that can apply for medical parole. Our cooperative hospital will conduct a comprehensive test on him. I think, in general,

There is a disease that suits Mr. Albert Frank."

"However, in this case, you can only stay in the hospital when going out. As for what happens next, it has nothing to do with us. If the patient escapes from the hospital."

Horner looked at Wang Zhen meaningfully, "I mean if, it will definitely trigger a wanted warrant."

"What about the cost?"

"Considering that there are still 71 years left in the sentence, our expenses from application to hospital examination totaled US$80,000. Various expenses during the medical treatment will be charged separately."

Wang Zhen was noncommittal, "What about the second way?"

"The law stipulates that those who are unable to take care of themselves, or are suffering from serious diseases, are in danger of death in the short term, or are suffering from highly contagious diseases, are subject to temporary supervised release." Horner said with a smile: "If Albert...

Frank ate something unclean that caused the above situation. Then, we will communicate with the prison authorities. As for the cost, it is US$140,000."

Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Eat," a very interesting word, that is, these people can provide a drug that will make Albert Frank appear to have similar symptoms, "After he is released from prison, he will still stay in the hospital.

?How is it different from medical parole?"

"The difficulty of escaping is different depending on where you stay."

Wang Zhen shook his head directly, "What about the third type?"

"Applying for a retrial of this case will take a long time and cost a lot. Considering that he has already served 4 years in prison, the final result must be that he will be released in court." After speaking, Horner said with a smile: "350,000.

Dollar."

"If you're lucky, you can still file a countersuit and get compensation from the government for having imprisoned Mr. Albert Frank for so many years without reason."

"Of course, we will take 70% of the compensation fee."

Good guy, Wang Zhen is just a good guy.

You know the law!

Looking at the poet, Wang Zhen thought for a while and said, "We are going to meet Frank and ask him what he means. Are there any questions?"

"of course not."



(End of chapter)


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