Blackstone Code

The trial went smoothly, better than anyone expected, and the first trial session was completed ahead of schedule.

But going well doesn't mean it's a good thing, or that it's actively moving in the direction of justice!

After the trial, Landa stood on the steps outside the first court and faced the media of all sizes. She crossed her arms and her body was shaking.

Even her voice was trembling.

"I and everyone witnessed a humiliating trial!"

"They used legal methods to uncover the scars of the victims again and again, and showed off the atrocities they had committed against an innocent lady!"

"I really can't find any words to describe what they did. Even the devils are kinder than them!"

"I think every one of us should remember this day and remember these people and their performance."

"They make us ashamed of ourselves as Confederates!"

“If there is a hell, these people should go to hell!

"

The trembling was due to anger, just like she raised her voice regardless of her grace, and her hair that was just right was thrown down because of her large movements.

The reporters pressed the shutter faithfully and recorded every word she said.

Almost everyone else who was interviewed had the same reaction!

Military lawyers and the defendants successfully pushed the boundaries of human morality, leaving people feeling fear, disbelief, and ultimately anger.

The entire trial process can be said to be a rebuttal by both parties, rather than an act of verbal violence against Gianna.

They once again told the truth about Gianna's injuries and asked Gianna to show the evidence in court.

One defendant even showed a hint of... a chuckle when faced with the evidence?

That wretched appearance is difficult for anyone with a moral standard to accept.

He used a voice that sounded like recollection and enjoyment as he recounted and remembered the atrocities he had committed.

He doesn't look like a victim, he looks like a "hero" standing on the steps of the winner, recalling the past!

Everyone was shocked by the shamelessness of these people, even Jaina almost couldn't bear it in the final stage.

For example, the military's lawyers asked a question several times during the trial, "Did they shoot in?"

And Gianna needs to answer yes or no, in front of everyone, in front of the whole world!

Fortunately, it was Jaina. If it were anyone else, she might not be able to withstand such a severe question and answer.

Every question seemed to strip her naked and throw her into the sun and into the crowd. She felt that she was completely exposed to people's sight, without any hiding or privacy.

There were enlarged scars on her private parts on the projection screen, leaving her with no dignity to speak of.

Perhaps it was this attitude of complete surrender that allowed her to survive.

After the trial, Landa and Gianna left together with the lawyers, who got a bus.

After getting on the bus, Gianna found a seat alone and sat down, looking at the sky outside. She was surrounded by reporters, who clicked the shutter frantically.

"Do you feel better now?" Randa took the initiative to sit on the seat next to Gianna and asked softly.

Jaina turned back to look at Landa, the emotions in her heart couldn't stop tumbling.

These things that had become a thing of the past were brought out again today, in front of the whole world, and she felt like she had died all over again.

They completed the attack on her reason and emotions by verbally humiliating her, and she was indeed a little broken.

Because now everyone knows what she looks like, the origins of many scars, and the origins of the names of some parts of her body or the gendered animal nouns.

Social death seems to be about this moment.

There is no joy of victory, no infection of justice, only a sinking heart and an even lower mood.

She nodded subconsciously, as if no one wanted others to find out about their faults, and wanted to be strong or stubborn.

"It can't get any worse than now, I'm fine!"

After she finished speaking, she turned away to avoid further conversation. Landa said nothing but remained silent.

The bus returned to the hotel, and Landa called Lynch in the room.

"She was in a very negative mood..."

"yes……"

"okay, I get it……"

"I will contact you as soon as possible..."

After hanging up the phone, Landa looked at the phone for a while and then shook his head and returned to the room. Lynch said he would take care of it all.

She was curious about what Lynch would do to keep Gianna facing such a trial, but he seemed unwilling to let her know.

Landa didn't have such a strong thirst for knowledge. She just wanted to rest. The whole morning of court hearings made her very tired.

Gianna's lunch was eaten in her room without leaving the room.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door. She thought it was room service and opened the door.

But there was a person outside the door that she had never seen before. She was a little alert and asked, "Who are you?"

The person outside looked to be in her twenties, female, and looked a bit...not like a nice person.

"Ms. Gianna, I want to talk to you."

Gianna wanted to close the door and said, "Sorry, I don't know you. If you have anything to do, talk to the lawyer."

The woman outside the door pushed the door and did not let her close it. "I won't waste a lot of your time. Two minutes is enough. And I don't have any ill intentions."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then Jaina made way for the door and allowed the woman to walk in.

The woman sat on the sofa, "I watched the court hearing this morning. It was a terrible enough process. You are amazing. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to survive it."

These words quickly brought the relationship between the two closer. Gianna pursed her lips and said, "Thank you...coffee or water?"

"No, I won't stay that long."

The woman continued, "Do you hate those people?"

A very abrupt question, Jaina was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Of course I hate it!"

"How much hate?"

Without thinking, she replied, "I wish I could kill them!"

There was some... a very special smile on the girl's face, "Yes, I can't wait to kill them."

"They have done so many abominable things, but it is almost impossible for the law to take their lives and give them a date to get out of prison alive."

"We all know that these charges are not enough to get them a death sentence."

If they were ordinary people, they would most likely die, but these people are different. The military will intercede for them.

And will use their contribution and performance to the Federation during the war to intercede for them.

They did commit an unforgivable crime, but they also had considerable merits. Using these merits to save their lives was more than enough.

Maybe they will come out in twenty or thirty years - this refers to what is said in the judgment.

In fact, maybe they can come out in seven or eight years or more than ten years, maybe a little earlier.

They ruined some girls' lives, but only suffered such a slight punishment. The law was actually unfair from the moment it was born.

The so-called fairness is just to create a fact that is relatively acceptable to people in the most unfair environment.

But it is a pity that the federal people do not understand this. When the verdict comes into effect, they will applaud and cheer for these people's sentences, and then completely forget about it.

People at the bottom have no memory. They cannot remember pain or the past.

Gianna fell silent. This was the best ending the lawyer told her.

If nothing else, most of these people will serve at least five years in prison.

A few scapegoats may be sentenced to 20 to 30 years in prison, but that's where it ends, and there will be no more punishment.

She didn't speak, she just looked sad.

The woman then said, "Letting them live is the greatest injustice to you, Jaina."

"So this time I am here to tell you that you need to determine the crime and sentence of these scumbags not only legally but also through judicial means."

"Besides the law, we must also make them pay the real price for what they have done!"

"They don't deserve to be alive!"

There was some light in Jaina's eyes. She had never had such strong hatred and murderous intent before.

But this trial made her really want to kill these people.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't speak, and just looked straight at the woman.

The woman nodded slightly, "I will hand them over to you after their sentence is determined."

"Whether you kill them or use the method they hurt you to let them experience it themselves, that is your right!"

"No one will interfere with your decision, and they must pay a heavy price for all their actions!"

The power of hatred and desire for revenge instantly restored Jaina's somewhat collapsed mood, and her eyes became determined.

She clenched her fists and became excited when she thought of applying those passing memories to the perpetrators, "How can I find you?"

The woman stood up with a smile, "I will contact you after they enter the prison."

"Hate should never be put down, nor should it be forgotten."

"Revenge is the only way out!"

The woman left quickly, and Jaina had some guesses in her mind, but they were always just guesses.

She told no one about this.

She showed up at the restaurant during the evening meal and seemed to be in good spirits, at least not as sluggish as she had been at the end of the trial.

Landa didn't ask why. She knew it was Lynch who took action. She was curious about how Lynch did it, but she was also afraid that she knew too much.

The lawyer was not curious about Gianna's changes. He had enough professional qualities.

For him, as long as Gianna's condition is suitable for court and she can complete their planned plan, that is enough.

As for the rest, what does it have to do with him?

No one is paying for it!