The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 389 Mock Court, Prosecutor Chuck!

NYPD 99th Precinct.

Edward Auster was brought into the interrogation room, looking disdainful and saying nothing, waiting for his lawyer to arrive.

Detective Shenfan and Detective Amy Santiago played the classic good cop and bad cop in red and white faces, but it had no effect at all.

This made Detective Amy Santiago, who plays the bad cop, very angry.

Outside.

In front of a one-way glass mirror.

The branch chief, Chuck, a bald middle-aged white man in a suit and tie, and a tall African-American man in a suit and tie, stood there and watched the interrogation inside.

"useless."

The balding middle-aged white man shook his head: "It is impossible for someone like him to cooperate with us because he is familiar with the operation of the law."

In a room set up as a small courtroom, a handsome man in a suit sat in the judge's seat and smiled at the two people who came in: "I am Judge Harvey Spector!"

Of course he knows the famous Suits lawyer Harvey Spector, but he is just curious about whether the relationship between Chuck and this guy is so good?

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"good!"

Detective Amy Santiago looked at the defense lawyer leaving with confidence and felt a little worried.

For a time, the public opinion was boiling, and all the people were eager to take advantage of it.

"He volunteered to help."

"no way."

At this time, a lawyer in a suit walked over quickly and caught a glimpse of Chuck and the others. He did not enter the interrogation room immediately, but came directly towards them. He looked at the bald executive prosecutor Ben Stone and raised his finger.

Let’s start counting what the name Dr. Edward Auster represents.

"You think we're making excuses because of Edward Auster's status?"

Seeing that the boss had made a decision, the African-American assistant no longer mentioned the difficulties involved, but began to think carefully about how to win the lawsuit.

The African-American assistant prosecutor looked at Chuck dissatisfied.

Dr. House also said something similar, but Chuck could tell that Dr. House's indifference was neutral, while Edward Auster's indifference was the kind of cold-bloodedness that regarded human life as nothing, and was no longer a professional requirement.

The neutrality can be explained.

"Where to go?"

One famous doctor after another was interviewed to express support for Dr. Edward Auster.

"Then we'll have to meet in court, Stone."

It's night, where is the court?

Ben Stone stood up, picked up his coat and put it on, and said, "He let us pass."

"no problem."

The African-American prosecutor's assistant chased after him, looking confused.

"Do you know each other?"

"Edward, let's not talk anymore!"

Ben Stone shook his head.

"who?"

After hearing this, most people felt chills running down their spines and launched accusations against the so-called famous doctors, mainly the medical community.

This kind of news that could be reported without involving top national secrets quickly attracted the attention of countless media.

Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone directly stated what kind of person he thinks Dr. Edward Oster is now, and how he will prosecute next: "Knowing that there is danger, and still administering the drug is a second-degree illegal drug."

Premeditated murder!"

Law students or lawyers from big law firms will regularly organize moot courts to give newcomers the opportunity to practice.

Ben Stone's explaining voice came from the front.

All kinds of American mockery of hell jokes, which are probably personal experiences, are constantly emerging on the Internet.

Everyone was stunned there.

When Edward Auster's defense lawyer saw what Ben Stone said, he knew that this matter could not be reduced to a big deal. Without saying a word, he opened the door and pushed Detective Shennuo and Detective Amy Santiago into the room.

He kicked him out and talked to his client alone.

The African-American prosecutor's assistant looked at his boss.

"It's mainly public opinion!"

Chuck's inexplicable words seemed to be to defend Dr. Edward Auster, but when Chuck said them seriously, the feeling completely took effect.

The African-American prosecutor's assistant also quickly picked up his coat and followed.

Dr. Edward Auster was stunned.

When facing a famous person, you should think carefully before thinking about the victory and consider the defeat first. Even if there is sufficient evidence, you still hesitate just in case you cannot win completely.

Ben Stone, the executive assistant prosecutor in charge of the case, sighed, and then looked at Chuck: "Dr. Wolfe, I need to trouble you more about this case. Try to find as many key evidences as possible.

Increase our chances of winning."

The African-American prosecutor's assistant frowned: "The media does not express the true voice of the public."

"court?"

Chuck didn't say much and simply explained: "If there are no objections, we will simulate the court hearing tomorrow."

"Once we lose the lawsuit, we will definitely be drowned in the spit of public opinion."

At first, the defense lawyer subconsciously smacked Chuck's words. He thought they were very well said. If he went to court and said such words to the jury, without using a sarcastic tone, the appeal would definitely not be bad, but

Seeing his client being so angry, he secretly thought it was a pity that the client would not want to hear such words again, so he quickly grabbed the client who was shaking non-stop.

Seeing that Edward Auster had just said with unusual indifference that "when doctors practice medicine, patients will inevitably die", he was ready to increase his support and must win this lawsuit.

"But this situation doesn't look good."

Chuck interrupted directly and said this seriously.

Edward Auster's defense lawyer looked around the crowd with sharp eyes: "He is different from the scum you usually prosecute. He saves people faster than they kill people! So now I ask you not to make mistakes."

Look at this issue from a different perspective!”

But after arriving, he understood.

“Why would doctors worry about being dragged into court?”

"All doctors in this country have to worry about being dragged into court by garbage lawyers. While trying to save people, they also have to worry about the defendant's improper treatment. Now even the prosecutor is here to point fingers..."

"I have no idea."

"court!"

At this moment, the phone rang. Ben Stone picked it up and connected it, then nodded and said, "Okay, we'll be right back!"

Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone quipped coldly.

"When it comes to court, his defense lawyers will try their best to make these testimonies lose their intended effect."

Mainstream media, including the New York Times, claim to be neutral and objective, but you can tell where they stand just by looking at the people they interview.

The defense lawyer said nothing and dragged Dr. Edward Auster away.

"The negligent failure to foresee the fatal danger to Susan Wardrickey is manslaughter!"

Ben Stone looked at the defense lawyer with eyes that gave people a sense of justice: "Dr. Auster may not be an ordinary person, but I believe the jury will give a fair trial."

The branch director frowned.

"Did we win?"

"You lose!"

"Are you sure about tomorrow?"

The African-American prosecutor's assistant looked at Chuck standing there.

Chuck looked at the shivering Dr. Edward Oster with an expressionless face: "Leave aside those bastards who deliberately make medical trouble, it's because even so-called famous doctors like you don't care about people and practice medicine under the influence of alcohol, there will be nothing."

Seriously ill patients have been put to death, more than once, setting the worst example! If there is no supervision, are you prepared to directly become God and decide life and death?"

The annoyed detective looked at Dr. Edward Auster, who was originally pointing at the prosecutor. When he heard this, he pointed his finger directly at Chuck. His fingers and body really started to tremble, and he almost lost his strength.

Detective M. Santiago covered his laughing mouth.

"There are always more solutions than difficulties."

"..."

"It's not often you're prosecuted for practicing medicine while drunk, let alone a famous doctor like Edward Auster."

Facing ordinary people, strike hard without hesitation.

But it is a pity that although this kind of voice is mainstream, it is not included in the mainstream media.

"permit!"

"I'll do my best, but the final result still depends on the jury."

The balding middle-aged white man is the famous New York District Attorney, Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone, and the African-American is his assistant prosecutor.

Their prosecutors claim to be impartial, but in this judicial system, what they rely on is definitely not simply how the law should be. It has to be swayed by the winning rate and the pressure of public opinion.

Once you are prosecuted, you must win the case as much as possible, otherwise you would rather not prosecute, or directly exchange the lightest charge for the other party to plead guilty, so as to resolve this troublesome matter.

"you!"

Dr. Edward Oster glared at Chuck: "When a doctor practices medicine, it is inevitable that the patient will die!"

Chuck agreed.

Harvey, a man in a suit, banged his gavel, and after being serious, he immediately laughed out loud: "In the past, whether in school or in a law firm, even though I was invincible in every moot court, I always wanted to be a

It was a judge’s mistake once, and this time I finally got my wish.”

Not to mention having his own private lawyer, who was specifically responsible for this. He didn't even have to open his mouth. One after another he committed a heinous crime, and under the eloquence of the barrister, he was acquitted and escaped the blame based on his ability.

, how could you choose to cooperate?

The defense lawyer supported his client, who was still shaking, and then said to his real opponent, Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone: "Listen, Stone, you will never win this case. You should know this very well, but

Going to court will damage Dr. Oster's reputation, so let's give up."

"Are you mistaken?"

"Stone, not even with all that testimony?"

The African-American prosecutor's assistant smiled bitterly.

Chuck looked at Ben Stone expressionlessly: "As long as your thoughts don't slip."

"..."

"We are talking about death caused by alcoholism and medical practice. It is not an accident or a situation that cannot be saved."

"As Dr. Wolfe said, for any ordinary person, with such conclusive personal and material evidence, the outcome has already been doomed."

"good."

"If you were an ordinary person and had evidence like this, what would you do?"

"He's right!"

After Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone was stunned for a moment, he walked directly to the defendant's seat and sat down, explaining: "No one is more suitable to simulate the defendant than us. After all, we have handled this case throughout the whole process. We are the most familiar with it, and Edward

·Oster’s defense lawyer is also an ‘old friend’ of ours.”

The African-American assistant prosecutor took another look at Chuck, who was sitting calmly in their seat. He felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to ask again, 'Can he imitate our prosecutor well?', but the words came to his lips.

Unable to speak.

He also understands the miraculousness of Detective Chuck, so it’s better not to humiliate himself.

(End of chapter)