You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 90 Confrontation
Detroit Municipal Court
Today, Silas Stevens will testify against David Sessions as a witness.

As the only witness in this case, his testimony will play an extremely critical role.

Mo Mengchen held his information in his hand.

This information includes his resume, as well as the contents of his speeches during the recent period
"Ephraim, everyone hates politicians, and I believe the jury does too." Mo Mengchen is not a professional lawyer, so he can't give much advice.

Ephraim nodded. She kept breathing and exhaling. Today is very important to her. If she doesn't handle it well, the jury may completely turn to the prosecution.

Mo Mengchen attended the court hearing wearing a mask. Because he acted suspiciously, the security guards in the court checked him three or four times, but found no dangerous items.

"Don't worry, I just have a cold."

Mo Mengchen didn't want these security guards to continue touching his body with their dirty hands.

"I'll keep an eye on you," said one of the security guards.

"Please." Mo Mengchen said with a smile.

Everyone was in their seats, and the position of the judge had a sign that was so obvious that people couldn't ignore it, but because of its existence over the years, people always chose to ignore him—the trial is in progress.

Before the trial began, the presiding judge of the court said to the jury: "The jury shoulders great responsibilities in criminal cases. I would like to remind everyone that as a member of the jury, you need to follow the following guidelines."

The first half of the trial was uninteresting, until Silas Stevens came on stage and the tension picked up.

Stevens took the witness stand and the prosecution took the lead in questioning.

"Mr. Stevens, can you identify the driver who caused the accident?" the prosecutor asked.

Stevens pointed mercilessly at David Sessions, who was sitting next to Ephraim: "Of course, he's sitting there."

The prosecutor continued to ask: "Can you describe the situation at that time?"

In this regard, Stevens has long been prepared.

He recited his speech precisely like a script: "I changed the lane so that he could pass by me. If I knew what was going to happen, I would have stopped him. He was A sharp turn came directly beside me, I felt something was wrong with him, the sharp turn almost pushed me out of the lane, it was very dangerous."

Sessions' lips quivered, exasperated that this never happened.

Sensing Sessions' anger, Stevens smiled and said, "He was still looking at me angrily. I think he must have been drunk at the time."

"be opposed to!"

Ephraim cried out loudly.

This was the first time Mo Mengchen saw her at work, and she looked completely different from usual.

"Supposing facts cannot be counted as a basis!" Ephraim pointed out sternly.

Moreover, she directly denied Sessions' drunk driving: "Through the blood alcohol concentration test, it is absolutely certain that David was not drunk at the time, and his alcohol content in the body was lower than the standard prescribed by law. Therefore, he did not drink and drive. in accordance with."

"These are two things, but Ms. Orrena, your point of view is not wrong." The presiding judge said seriously.

Madeira whispered: "She is so imposing."

"If Ephraim was the one who went to reconcile, he should be fine now?" Mo Mengchen looked at Madeira with disgust, "Why do I have an assistant like you?"

Immediately, Madeira's face turned pale, and she didn't know whether it was because of shame or anger.

The prosecution continued to ask: "And then, is there anything else?"

Stevens had expected that DUI was denied. He just wanted to plant a seed in the hearts of the jury, a seed that David Sessions might be drunk, even if it was not true, the jury Composed of civilians, they are not professionals, they will have their own opinions, they will have questions of one kind or another, but no one will answer them.

These foolish people will only be played by me in the applause in the end.

With an evil smile on Stevens' face, he uttered the scariest sentence of the day; "Then I saw a road sign on the side of the road, which said: Congestion ahead, slow down, be careful."

"So I slowed down and just as I was turning the corner, I saw the horrific car accident he had caused. It was a tragedy!"

Every politician is a good actor, and speaking of which, Stevens has rosy eyes ready to cry.

"It's disgusting!" Madeira had a deep prejudice against Stevens.

When Stevens said these words, Mo Mengchen couldn't help laughing.

He just didn't know how to get this guy in, and he ended up saying it himself, which is nice.

"You hate him?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Madeira said angrily: "This bastard is not a gentleman at all. He just let two rude security guards push me out of the office. I fell and now I still have bruises on my feet!"

"Silence!" The presiding judge glared at Madeira.

Mo Mengchen found that the mask could still be used in this way, because he was wearing a mask, so people couldn't see him talking.

"Although you are stupid, you are my assistant."

"He was rude to you, he was rude to me," Mo Mengchen said, "Unforgivable."

"What are you going to do?"

"This matter is being kept a secret from you in case you screw it up."

"I"

At this point, the prosecution has finished questioning.

"Thank you, I've finished asking what I want to ask." The prosecution believed that the information disclosed by Stevens was enough to tilt the jury's balance.

"rest assured."

Ephraim whispered to Sessions.

Sessions nodded. At this moment, he could only trust this seemingly weak woman.

Ephraim got up, she looked elegant and smart in her business attire, it was impossible to imagine that she was a stupid woman who ruined the whole kitchen for Thanksgiving dinner.

She hasn't walked in front of Stevens yet, but she has already spoken first, and her pleasant voice is enough to try singing.

"I like Detroit. The whole world knows the name of the Motor City. Our great city has the most cars in the world. Therefore, congestion happens every day, and accidents happen every minute."

Ephraim looked at Stevens: "Sir, do you know how many drivers have been prosecuted for accidents in this area?"

"Not sure," Stevens said haughtily.

Ephraim laughed, "Even if it's a fatal car accident, no less than 10% of the people will be prosecuted, right?"

"I think you're on to something." Stevens didn't notice the trap in Ephraim's words.

"Actually, it's only 1%. David's case seems to be picked out of it."

The presiding judge was impatient: "Please explain your point of view, Ms. Orrena."

"Mr. Stevens, after the accident, do you have other arrangements? For example, call your friend and baseball player, the District Attorney, and request that John be prosecuted in his own name."

The problem with Ephraim and its spikes.

"That's a stupid question of yours." Stevens rubbed his fingers impatiently at his lips.

Ephraim pressed on step by step: "Cursing is not the same as answering, sir."

Everyone looked at Stevens.

Mo Mengchen noticed that half of the judges had mood swings, their expressions changed, and their bodies showed many micro-movements.

These movements indicate that they have received a huge impact.

Nothing arouses the outrage of civilians more than the abuse of power by politicians.

"Since the accident, how many speeches have you given on road construction in your constituency, Congressman?"

Ephraim began to ask questions continuously.

"I've done a lot of speaking." Stevens underestimated the difficulty.

"Counting yesterday's words, seven times." Ephraim made a "7" gesture, "I like the opening words of your speech: Let the car accident go away. This sentence catches people's attention, and you also sponsored road construction."

"Objection! The defendant's question has nothing to do with the case!"

The prosecutor got up and said.

"What you say next is best related to the case, Ms. Orrena." The presiding judge said with a sullen face.

Ephraim was getting closer and closer to the seat of the congressman, and she knew that she was about to irritate him.

"Mr. Congressman, do you benefit from David's case? Maybe it has something to do with the road construction proposal you sponsored and promoted? Your brother runs a steel and iron mud yard, right?"

With every Ephraim question, Stevens' face grew more angry, and he leaned on the chair with both hands so he could resist the urge to stand up and yell at the bitch.

"I'm not saying he might earn some kickbacks."

"shut up!"

"No, you should shut up." Ephraim continued, "Your proposal."

"who do you think You Are?"

Stevens' anger completely out of control.

"These projects are fair, and the proposals are beneficial. There is no personal factor. The promotion of these things has also created jobs for many people. You are not qualified to judge them!"

"Yes, it is extremely beneficial to your family." Ephraim smiled.

"That drunken lunatic is the culprit!" roared Stevens. "He's just sitting there!"

At this moment, Ephraim smiled at the presiding judge: "Your Honor, I'm done asking."

At the end of the trial, Stevens took a deep look at Ephraim and Sessions, groaned, and walked away.

Madeira asked: "What should we do now?"

"Ephraim knows what to do, you take me to the hospital now."

Madeira felt that she was a burden in this matter. Without him, Stevens might not have testified in court, and now, the other party provided an extremely unfavorable testimony against Sessions in court.

On the day of the accident, there were warning signs in the driveway.

If that's the case, you're in big trouble.

Mo Mengchen got into the car and took off his mask.

Warning sign?

(End of this chapter)