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Chapter 293 It's Her, Emma, ??What Matters to Me, Esther

Chapter 293 It was Emma who killed her, what does it have to do with me, Esther?

While the court stenographer was recalling the past, the judge walked in, everyone stood up and signaled, and Judge Jackson waved everyone to sit down.

The court officially opens.

As the prosecutor, the bald prosecutor began to accuse Esther of murder, attempted murder with dangerous explosives, blackmail and many other felonies!

The witnesses and evidence are here!

"Your Honor, my client neither admits nor denies these charges because she knows nothing."

As the defense lawyer, Harrison Pwell, the first criminal lawyer on the East Coast, stood up and said something to the judge, and then explained to the jury.

"The person who really committed these crimes is named Emma. She is Esther's second personality, and Esther is also her victim!"

"Sure enough, it's here."

Randy complained: "He even chose a new name on purpose, which is really professional."

"Then invite this Emma!"

said the bald prosecutor.

"I can not do it."

Harrison Pwell shook his head and said: "This second personality called Emma will only come out to control Esther's body when she is in danger and help her survive the crisis."

"Your Honor, the prosecution wants to question Esther."

The bald prosecutor said: "Or should I call her Emma?"

"allow!"

Judge Jackson nodded in agreement.

With Harrison Pwell's nod, Esther carefully stepped onto the witness stand and swore on the Bible that everything he said was true.

"Esther, how much do you know about this Emma?"

The bald prosecutor walked out of the prosecutor's seat, glanced at Chuck and the others, then walked to the witness stand and asked Esther, who had timid eyes.

"I have no idea."

Esther looked confused and shook her head.

"Then do you know why you are sitting here?"

The bald prosecutor asked: "Don't you know this too?"

"I heard some."

Esther shook his head and said: "But I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?"

The bald prosecutor stared into her eyes.

Esther looked at the bald prosecutor with confused eyes.

"be opposed to!"

Harrison Pwell stood up immediately: "Your honor, Esther is just a nine-year-old girl. She has no knowledge of everything that happened, let alone what those horrific events represent."

"be opposed to!"

The bald prosecutor immediately retorted: "Your honor, jurors, don't forget the certificate issued by the hospital.

Although she looks like a 9-year-old girl, she is actually 33 years old and we cannot treat her like a girl."

"be opposed to!"

Harrison Pwell retorted again: "Your honor, fellow jurors, my client has mental illness. Although her actual physical age is 33 years old, her mental age is indeed 9 years old at this moment.

As the saying goes, when something looks like a horse and sounds like a horse, it is a horse!

Esther looks like a 9-year-old and is mentally a 9-year-old, so we should treat her as a 9-year-old now and give her the treatment she deserves."

"be opposed to!"

The bald prosecutor retorted again: "Your honor, jurors, if you follow what the defense lawyer said, everything will be messed up.

As the saying goes, there is an innocent little girl inside every woman.

Of course, it is no longer limited to women.

So in the future, will anyone be able to use this mental age to demand to be treated as a child?"

"quiet!"

Judge Jackson frowned: "The prosecution is allowed to continue asking questions, and the defendant must answer the questions truthfully."

"Thank you, your honor."

The bald prosecutor thanked Harrison Pwell, who sat back down again, and then continued to ask Esther on the witness stand.

"Do you know who you are and where you come from? You don't know this, right?"

"I know this."

Esther nodded and said: "My name is Esther. I come from Mao Xiong. I am an orphan. I can come here because of the kind people in the United States."

Everyone in the court heard this and immediately smiled.

Although the United States has always criticized patriotic education in various countries around the world and stigmatized it as ethnic extremism, in fact, the United States has the most mandatory and strictest patriotic education.

From a young age, my education was all about singing the national anthem under the flag and swearing to the Bible that I only love the United States.

So when most people hear a foreign orphan say this, their inner national pride is instantly satisfied.

"Do you remember where you lived before you came to America?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

"Live in the Bear's Orphanage."

Esther said.

"You are lying!"

The bald prosecutor accused: "We have investigated your file on the bear. You are not living in an orphanage at all, but in a mental hospital."

"What is a mental hospital?"

Esther said confusedly: "Isn't it the same as an orphanage?"

"Your Honor, my client has a mental age of only 9 years old and does not know the difference between an orphanage and a mental hospital."

Harrison Pwell stood up and said: "So you can't use this to accuse my client of lying!"

"Prosecutor, please consider your words!"

Judge Jackson reminded.

"yes."

The bald prosecutor nodded in acceptance, walked a few steps, suddenly turned back, and asked in a soft tone: "Ester, do you like neckbands and wristbands very much?"

"Um."

Esther couldn't help but touch her neck.

"why?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

Esther lowered his head and said nothing.

"You don't want to say it, do you?"

The bald prosecutor said: "Let me tell you, because the neckband and wristband can cover the scars on your neck and wrists, right?"

"Um."

Esther trembled.

When the bald prosecutor saw it up close, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. This Esther was a real drama queen.

He already knew that this question would probably have no effect, but he still asked it.

"Now that you know the scars on your neck and wrists, don't you wonder where they come from?"

"I'm afraid."

The little girl's fear in Esther's eyes was so vivid that it immediately touched the soft hearts of many people.

"be opposed to!"

Harrison Pwell immediately stood up and said: "For Esther, whose mental age is only 9 years old, it is certainly impossible for her to not know what is happening to her body at all. This is unrealistic.

But such a young child has always chosen to avoid those terrible things, because this is the survival instinct developed by us humans during the evolution process.

So I ask the prosecutor not to use this to cruelly torture a little girl who is bent on escaping from fear.

Because of this type of problem, apart from torturing a client of mine who has a mental illness, doesn’t know that he has a second personality, and only thinks that he is still a 9-year-old girl, there is absolutely no meaning.”

"be opposed to!"

The bald prosecutor retorted: "The defense has been trying to distinguish Esther from the so-called alter ego Emma, ​​but has not allowed some key questions to be asked.

So we don’t even know if this so-called second personality really exists, so how do we know if it’s just a vicious criminal trying to use our care and love for our children to cover up those cruel crimes?”

"The objection is invalid and the prosecutor can continue to ask questions."

Judge Jackson thought for a while and made a verdict.

"Thank you, your honor."

After thanking Harrison Pwell, the bald prosecutor looked at Harrison Pwell proudly, then motioned to bring out the photo evidence. After getting permission, he showed the photo to Esther: "Esther, do you know the person in the photo?

person?"

"know."

Esther nodded: "That's the kind father, mother and brother who took me from the bear."

"Tell us about how you were picked up by them."

The bald prosecutor said softly.

"good."

Esther glanced at him and began to describe her daily life with her first adoptive parents in the United States from the perspective of a girl.

"It sounds very warm and happy, doesn't it?"

The bald prosecutor looked at her.

"My parents and my brother are very good to me. I am very happy!"

Esther nodded.

"Then don't you wonder why they are not with you now?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

"I have no idea."

Esther's eyes darkened: "But in the orphanage, I heard that some adopted companions will be returned to the orphanage by their adoptive families if they do not perform well..."

"But it's not because you behave badly, is it?"

The bald prosecutor stared into her eyes: "You really don't remember what happened?"

"what happened?"

Esther's eyes were one part confused, one part worried, and one part expectant.

"This happy family who kindly adopted you from the bear was burned alive in their home."

The bald prosecutor said word for word: "And you were not at home when the fire happened. Don't you remember it at all?"

"Father, mother, brother!"

Esther cried in horror.

"Now do you remember what happened?"

The bald prosecutor took out a photo of the scene taken when the police arrived, and pointed at Esther in the flames: "Isn't this you?"

"I, I don't know."

Esther cried: "I only remember that I was picked up and sent to an orphanage."

"So you have no impression of you in the photo?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

"No."

Esther cried and shook her head.

"Have you ever had a similar experience?"

The bald prosecutor asked: "Such as suddenly losing memory for a period of time, as if the memory is fragmented?"

"I have no idea."

Esther cried, her eyes confused.

"Why don't you know this?"

The bald prosecutor asked: "If you think about it, you were doing something at the last moment, and when you remember it the next moment, you were doing something else. There is no close connection between the two.

Like this.

One moment you were living happily with your first adoptive parents, but the next moment you were no longer at your adoptive parents' home and were sent to a new orphanage by a stranger.

This is called a memory fragment.

Don’t you remember that there were similar fragments of memory?”

A trace of vigilance flashed through Esther's eyes as she lowered her head and cried, and looked up at her lawyer.

"be opposed to!"

Harrison Pwell stood up and objected: "Your honor, fellow jurors, my client suffers from a serious medical illness.

Her past experiences have caused her to suffer from severe mental illness, and her memory of time and past experiences is severely blurred. This is not surprising.

This is the sequelae of avoiding those terrible experiences.

It is precisely because of this that although she is 33 years old, she is still 9 years old in appearance and psychology.

This is a little girl’s instinctive choice to survive.”

"I didn't say it wasn't possible."

The bald prosecutor explained: "I just asked her if she remembered these memory fragments? Obviously she did, didn't she?"

"The objection is invalid. Please answer the prosecutor's questions."

Judge Jackson ruled.

"have."

Esther nodded: "There was one time recently."

"The memory of that time is what was it at the last moment and what will it be at the next moment?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

"One moment I was chatting with my dad, and the next moment I was in jail."

Esther said confused and scared.

"What about the fragments of memory you had with the bear?"

the bald prosecutor asked.

Esther just shook his head and said, "It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly."

"Okay, then let me tell you the truth."

The bald prosecutor once again applied for photo evidence. After Harrison Pwell objected again to no avail, he showed the photo to Esther: "Do you know the person in the photo?"

These photos are of Esther being tied up with chains in the Bear Mental Hospital and resisting madly.

There are also photos of the first adoptive parents and their family being burned to death, of the chess grandmaster Patrick Cross being poisoned, and of the villa being bombed.

"be opposed to!"

Harrison Pwell objected persistently: "This is so cruel to a little girl, and I don't understand what the prosecution is trying to do!

He himself said that when my client was with Mao Xiong, he was detained in a mental hospital.

The photo also confirmed the existence of the second personality Emma.

This clearly shows that my client has a serious mental illness.

What she needs is hospital treatment, not being sent to jail for an act she did not intend."

“The furry bear is not America!”

The bald prosecutor glanced at Chuck in the audience, and based on the details he had deduced with Chuck before, quoted that he once again couldn't tell whether Chuck was being straightforward or sarcastic.

"We free Americans are often imprisoned when we get there.

Our pursuit of freedom is just like mental illness in their eyes. Could it be that we, free Americans, are mentally ill?”

"Objection! This is sophistry!"

Harrison Pwell objected: "What we are talking about now is professional and objective mental illness, not ideological opposition. This is different!"

"I'm just giving an example."

The bald prosecutor explained: "And I don't think this example is inappropriate, because Esther herself said that she was grateful to the kind-hearted Americans for bringing her to this beautiful country.

I enjoyed real happiness in the home of my first adoptive parents.

So Esther yearns for our beautiful American life.

During the Cold War confrontation, it was not surprising that he was detained as a mentally ill person.

As for the photo confirming the existence of the alter ego Emma?

Any normal American who goes to the furry bear and is restricted from freedom or even imprisoned will probably be in this state of strong resistance.

This does not mean that there is really any so-called second personality Emma.

Unless the defense lawyer lets this so-called Emma come out and explain herself.

Otherwise, in the face of such evil deeds, we can only assume that she deliberately pretended to have a second personality to avoid justice from the law.

As the defense attorney said, this was her instinctive choice, wasn't it?"

(End of chapter)

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