"This is the last question before the trial. It's not an interrogation of you. You're going to be a witness, Ben Richter."
The county police tried to trick you in the interrogation room——
——You know, this situation is very common. You have seen it too many times.
But you don't want to lie anymore. Maybe it will be more comfortable to stay in a cell for the rest of your life. At least you have a clear goal, which is to live until you die.
This goal is a luxury for most Americans.
"I was responsible for the murders in the Bay Area."
The county policeman was not surprised at all, but began to persuade you.
"You have no blood relationship with Ansai and Rhodes, these two little beasts. I checked on you, Mr. Ben."
"You have a history of drug abuse, and you are also a police officer-"
"——You revoked the prosecutor's daughter's driver's license and fined her two thousand dollars."
"The Orlando Police Department has heard about this more or less, but this is not a reason for you to harbor criminals."
You are a little frightened and dazed, and it seems that you and the interrogating police officer are not speaking the same language, and there is a thick barrier between you.
You always just wanted to tell the truth, but now telling the truth has become a privilege, an unimaginable and hard-to-obtain power.
"I really..."
The police officer was a little impatient: "Since you said that, let me ask you, Mr. Ben, who do you work for?"
"That's it..." You were dumbfounded and suddenly speechless.
Because you really don’t know who you killed, and who is the name of the head YouTube anchor? You don’t even know his real name!
The police officer then asked: "What about the second one? You said that on the beach, you knocked out the prosthesis of a female anchor, beating her face with blood and disfiguring her, and no one came to treat her. You
You didn’t call the police, right?”
You become more and more uneasy: "Yes."
"She was indeed dead, but unlike what you said, she was still breathing, and then she found that her live broadcast room was blocked." The police officer emphasized: "She didn't have time to deal with her injuries, but she kept
She called and asked YouTube to rerun her broadcast, and she was still on the phone with advertisers—constant phone calls.”
"We know from phone records that her business orders have been reduced by more than half, and she has no chance to turn around."
"She still had to pay off her car loan and credit card next month, so she committed suicide by jumping off the building."
Hearing this, you started crying again——
——You don't want to do this, you know, the demon in your mind seems to have taken over.
You kept wiping the tears from your eyes, almost sobbing.
"No, officer, I didn't mean to..."
"I was controlled by anger. I felt like she was lying..."
"I don't understand why so many people, so many people, want to give away their hard-earned money to people who have nothing to do with their lives - and are willing to listen to these lies..."
"I don't..."
"Ben Rickert." The police officer interrupted you coldly: "Don't discuss matters unrelated to the case. Your performance now makes people even more suspicious. You are not a heinous criminal - you are just an insider."
"Perhaps you are shielding Anse and Rhodes. Do you think these two brats can be saved? Can they still accept social transformation? Have a chance to become people of value and positive influence to the United States?"
"They killed the chief of Orlando. They are suspected of a terrorist attack and retaliating against the police. They are guilty of a third-degree crime!"
"You used to be a police officer, how could you sink to such a level? Just because you were soft-hearted? You want to protect them?"
You could hardly speak and kept shaking your head: "No, I didn't mean to protect them... I also killed the person behind. It was in the motel. There is surveillance video, right? At the exit of the parking lot..."
"No, it was just a traffic accident." The police officer denied flatly: "On-site surveillance showed that the freight vehicle drove normally from the exit to the road in the direction of Green Palm. This idiot was about to enter the parking lot from the exit, and then he was suddenly squeezed into the oncoming traffic.
Already."
"We don't have that comprehensive of cameras. Miami is very particular about privacy."
"You also want to say that you were the one driving the car at that time?"
You immediately responded: "Is there a fingerprint check?"
"This cannot be key evidence, Mr. Ben." The police officer shook his head: "You must sit in the witness seat and accuse Rhodes and Anse of intentional homicide - this is your mission."
They didn't give you any chance, even if you bowed your head and confessed.
It seems that these three murder cases have nothing to do with you in an instant——
——This ridiculous judicial system makes you feel cold all over, and you just feel like you are living in a primitive tribe.
Ansai and Rhodes deserve to die! You have no idea of shielding them at all.
And you deserve to die too, Ben Richter!
This world is so gentle and can accept a large group of stupid pigs and a large group of liars, allowing them to live peacefully, have enough to eat and drink, and enjoy a free life.
Only you, you set yourself on fire, and the phantom pain caused by the flames was so severe that it almost pierced your heart and eroded your bones, making you miserable.
You raised your head and looked into the cold headlights of the interrogation room.
"When will the trial begin?"
Police officer: "Just this afternoon, I will ask the bailiff to take you there."
"Which court?" You only care about the trial process. Maybe there is a chance to reverse the case in court, and you can find the key to prison.
The police officer shook his head helplessly: "The Orlando County Magistrate's Court in Florida is a relatively remote small court - there have been too many cases recently."
...
...
Twenty minutes later, you and six other criminals were escorted to the county court.
As for why you, the witness, are locked up with criminals? Because there is another case against you - because you owe a student loan to the University of Florida and have not repaid it, a court trial is needed to conduct this civil lawsuit. The guarantee agency
I'm taking you to court.
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In addition to Anse and Rhodes, there is another gang member with a bad temper.
The chief judge is an old white man named Hank Reeves.
You know him, he's a tough guy, he often appears in various MEME videos as a Twitter celebrity, he likes to slam the table and use the law as a throwing object to hit criminals when they are in contempt of court.
He has a bad temper than a criminal - but everything is backed by the procuratorate. He is over seventy years old and still has not retired.
The last trial had not ended yet, and there were only four bailiffs guarding the prisoners.
It can be seen that the police force at the county court is very tense.
If nothing else, it seems like another accident is going to happen - and you realize this is not a good sign.
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[Part2·Full of rage]
There are not many people on the jury, only the two lawyers from the legal aid are arguing about something, maybe they have to fight a turnaround for their careers. These litigators never talk about justice. If they win, they can show their superior strength and then find the right person.
Financial owner.
On the other side, Rhodes was eager to try. He said to Ansai beside him: "I want to run."
Ansai then whispered: "How to run?"
Rhodes: "Just from the back door, there were only two people watching us. Even if one person came to chase us, we could run separately."
You quickly said: "Can you outrun a bullet? Rhodes?"
Rhodes: "I don't care. The stinky policeman who escorted me said that I will be imprisoned for at least twenty years. Who wants to stay in prison for twenty years?"
Ansai said with a smile: "Yes, the bail is seven thousand five hundred dollars. Where can I get so much money from my family..."
Rhodes then sneered: "And they can't shoot. We still have handcuffs on us. These bailiffs are not as ruthless as county police or state police - as long as they run fast enough, they can pull out their Taser guns."
Can’t catch up.”
The reporter recording the trial turned his camera around.
Rhodes remained stubborn and gave the camera his middle finger.
Another white guy next to Ansai also started to feel restless——
——It seems that he heard the black brother's plan and was ready to run.
You decide to do something. When you stand up from your seat, the bailiff immediately says to you——
"——It's not your turn yet! Ben! Sit down!"
At this moment, Judge Hank knocked down the hammer.
"The verdict is as follows. The suspect is guilty of burglary, rape, and manslaughter and will be sentenced to 160 years in prison."
The criminal in the dock was almost stunned——
——Because this was not what he expected.
Judge Hank was confident and magnanimous, and said to the defendant fiercely.
"You harmed Jennifer's family, raped a pregnant woman, and killed her thirteen-year-old daughter! What happened? Do you still want to get out of prison? You will be eligible for parole after twenty years of life imprisonment! I sentence you to one hundred and sixty
Nian, die in jail! You bastard!"
The defendant seemed unable to accept the verdict. He was so angry that he suddenly stood up from the defendant's seat, held a chair with all his strength, and threw it towards the old judge!
At this moment, the bailiff who was originally guarding you rushed to suppress the defendant.
Rhodes did not hesitate. He was a boy who was very good at seizing opportunities and ran out of the court hearing.
Ansai followed closely, followed closely by the white guy who had been hesitating - he also ran away!
There were three criminals at the scene. Another bailiff was hesitant and wanted to draw his gun but was afraid of accidentally shooting innocent people at the scene.
You didn't sit still and wait for death, but ran out!
Mr. Hank took off his robe in court and chased him out cursing.
The two bailiffs guarding the gate showed no reaction. Their fat bodies seemed to slow down their minds!
Rhodes rushed into the safe passage and ran all the way downstairs. Ansai followed his brother closely. Because he couldn't swing his arms away, his body suddenly lost balance and fell. He quickly got up again, his face covered with blood.
"Hahahahaha!" Rhodes' laughter echoed in the stairwell.
Ansai was also laughing, as if this was just a game.
If you want to catch these two little beasts, at least make them subject to procedural justice!
If they run out, it will probably become the beginning of another tragedy. The sentence handed down by the old judge Hank just now is the best example - the murderer who broke into the house and robbed the house showed no intention of repenting. Hearing that he was sentenced to 160
Ten years later, he seemed to feel aggrieved!?
By the time they reached the first floor, Rhodes had already run outside and onto the street.
You see Ansai wearing a yellow prison uniform. He fell again. It seems that drugs have completely destroyed his motor nerves - yes, and you.
You were breathing heavily, unable to imagine why your body had become so weak.
It’s only been three years, it’s only been three years since I left the police force!
You're almost a cripple, Ben Richter!
Catch him and keep him here!
At least judicial justice cannot be tarnished by these two beasts again.
"Fuck! Punch me!"
The old judge followed later and kicked the panicked white man down.
Immediately afterwards, Hank was like a god descending from the earth, hitting you with two or three old punches until stars appeared in your eyes. This seventy-year-old man is still as majestic as before. After knocking you down, he immediately rushed towards Ansai - catching this brown-skinned kid will hurt you.
beat!
You don't even know what happened, it's like you were kicked in the head by a fierce horse!
The old judge's fists were full of blood. He seemed to have not beaten you enough, so he turned around and punched you two more——
"-Don't even try to run away from my courtroom! Fucking nigger! And you!"
"Why are you running?! Hey!"
Hank grabbed the white guy by the collar and pulled the young man, whose face was full of blood and fear, to him.
"Why are you running!"
The white guy shook his head, his head felt dizzy.
"You damn drunk driver! Why are you running away with these people?" Hank cursed loudly: "You can get out of jail today! You can get out of jail after paying two thousand dollars?! Why are you running?"
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I’m afraid I won’t be able to run…”
Old Judge Hank only found it incredible: "Oh my god! Now you have to face a sentence of more than six months! Little brat! Can't you lie? You changed your story?!"
The white guy shook his head: "Change your words? Change what?"
"You can say that you came out here to catch niggers!" Hank covered his face and threw away this chaotic and stupid drunkard.
He punched and kicked you, not sparing anyone, not even his white compatriots.
This judge is upright and even full of evil spirits. He has been in the industry for many years and has seen similar scenes. He can run faster than criminals and has better skills than criminals.
Because all kinds of accidents happen during the trial, gang criminals once chose pens from the defense lawyers' stationery and planned to assassinate witnesses in court.
This is not an anecdote, this is what actually happened in American courts.
The sound of a gunshot brought you back to reality, followed by the continuous sound of gunfire in the neighborhood.
You crawled out a few steps and saw Rhodes lying in a pool of blood, finally giving up all illusions.
This kid had no chance to stand in the dock. He lost all his power, including the power to become a "suspect". He became a dead person.
The four county police officers surrounded him, as if they had already prepared to lynch him as soon as he ran out of the corridor to avenge the retired police chief.
You don't know how you spent this day.
In addition to Ansai's trial, you need to provide some strange testimony.
Then Hank sat back down and put on his robe again.
The old judge gave you a judgment. Since you are unable to repay the debt, you need to perform public community service for seven to fifteen days and find another job in the human resources department of the relief center.
As for Ansai, he was sentenced to 45 years in prison, similar to his previous sentence, without any chance of parole.
You returned to the detention center and your escape was deemed to be due to mental illness.
Yes, you have schizophrenia. It is a certificate issued by an authoritative doctor. This cannot constitute the fundamental basis for a criminal offense. Your testimony is also invalid. It can only be used as a partial reference for the jury and the judge and cannot be a key piece of evidence.