The Great Demon King

Chapter 316 Night Demon Lawyer
Daredevil - Matt Murdoch and Qian Song have a relationship.

Moreover, he was the first superhero to meet Qian Song in the entire Marvel Universe.

On the first night after Qian Song came to New York, he met him.

Matt opened his own law firm in Hell's Kitchen in New York. During the day, he spends most of his time providing legal services to some poor people. Of course, in this country, rich people can really do whatever they want. The poor are actually being oppressed by someone rich and powerful, so the winning rate of the lawsuit will be very low. This is not because Matt is not professional. If you have to investigate the reason, it can only be said... Just ask.

Now, it has been nearly a year since I saw Qian Song for the second time. During this period, Qian Song saved the earth many times, and most of the battlefields are not on the earth, while Matt is still his guardian of the night. As a lawyer, he is a hero at night and a killer of crimes.

Of course, since Qian Song came, all the gang members in New York had fled en masse, thus reducing Matt's burden. Matt didn't know the reason for this until recently.

Daredevil didn't recognize this stranger who had only met once. After all, when they met for the first time, Qian Song met him in the form of a purple potato clone. Now standing in front of Matt, It is flesh and blood.

In Matt's super perception, the two are not the same creature at all.

"Both of you, please sit down." Matt was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed meticulously, and he looked like a successful lawyer. His assistant quickly poured coffee for Qian and Song.

"What do you two want to consult?" This was the first case after the office opened today, and Matt asked after drinking a big mouthful of original black coffee.

He didn't explain why he, a blind man, knew that the other party was coming from two people, because he was also a well-known lawyer well-known far and wide, with a great reputation and many people who knew him well.

"We would like to invite you to be a defense lawyer for a person." Qian Song answered straight to the point without going around the bush.

"I have to look at the information first." Matt didn't agree outright. He seldom litigated for rich people, and it was even less likely that he would lose money with his conscience. Therefore, he had to make sure that the other party was worthy of his own defense.

"Mr. Matt is very well informed. I think I don't need to provide information about the person involved." Qian Song said: "The cause of the matter was the big explosion yesterday."

Hearing this, Matt's complexion changed, he tilted his head, listened carefully, and found that Qian Song's heartbeat was very stable, with a stable interval, as accurate as a machine, so accurate that it was unreal.

"The murderer who caused the explosion was a criminal with superpowers—Nitrification Man. This person is at large and has not been caught, but you have also seen that from last night until now, people in almost every city in New York State are During the demonstrations, the parliament couldn't bear the pressure, and has already filed a public prosecution, and the superhero who hunted down the Nihua people will be tried first." Qian Song said.

Matt is no longer young. He has been a lawyer for so many years, and he can't remember how many dark nights he has executed. He doesn't need Qian Song to explain any more. He already understands that now the government needs to introduce a Bao, or the scapegoat, come and take the lead.

"What's the grounds for the prosecution?" Matt asked.

"Guilty found." Qian Song replied.

If there is no clear reason, he will be convicted in court and let the jury decide his charges. This is the finding of guilt.

Matt was silent, especially when he knew that the young man who was eager for meritorious deeds had just graduated from high school, he felt even more indignant. This kind of judicial process of imposing crimes should not be used on such a child who is not bad at heart.

"What date is the court?" Matt asked.

"Tomorrow afternoon." Qian Song replied.

Matt took a deep breath. It seemed that the superiors couldn't wait any longer. The "people" in the parade were too destructive. Just now, it was reported on TV that someone in Houston had already set fire to a store.

"This case... I took it, take me to see him."

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Robbie woke up.

The second after waking up, the picture of the explosion began to flash back in his mind. The power of the explosion broke through his protective shield, and under the high temperature, the skin on his chest curled up and was scorched. All recalled.

His superpowers were shattered and rendered useless.

Right now, he can't feel any superpowers in his body, and he can no longer actively release any force field to protect anyone.

What does it mean to him to lose his superpowers?

Literally, like a pianist who lost his fingers.

Whether he loves vanity or has great achievements, he just wants to be a great hero admired by all people. Now, that damned Nihuaman blew himself up recklessly, destroying his honor, ability, and ideals.

He opened his eyes in pain, and found that he was lying in a ward. This ward was well-equipped and well-decorated. It should be a VIP ward or something.

It seems that here should be a private hospital.

In the corner of the hospital bed, Robbie saw a "ROX" icon inscription, but he didn't know what it meant. It was probably the logo of the hospital or the logo of the consortium it belonged to.

After a while, a nurse came in to take his temperature and change the dressing on his wound.

From the nurse's mouth, Robbie learned that this is a private hospital under the Roxon Company, which usually does not receive civilians, but only serves its own members.

"Roxon Company?" Robbie felt as if he had heard it somewhere, but suddenly couldn't remember it.

After the nurse left, Robbie felt bored and turned on the TV in the ward.

Then he saw that major TV stations were reporting on the parade, saw the angry crowd, and the families and friends of the grieving victims.

Robbie's face was gloomy, and he turned off the TV, feeling distraught.

He has always dreamed of becoming famous overnight, but he never expected that he is really popular now, but it is not the kind of red that Wan Min admires, but the kind of "red so black" that Wan Fu refers to.

He has never experienced this kind of battle, so he would rather all this is a dream than wake up.

The door was pushed open, and Robbie shivered subconsciously.

Then, he saw a handsome man wearing sunglasses.

"Who are you?" Robbie asked a little uneasily. After all, he has lost his superpowers now, and the other party looks like a killer in sunglasses and a suit.

"Hi, I'm your lawyer." Matt walked to Robbie's bed and replied softly.

"Lawyer? I haven't hired a lawyer. Have you identified the wrong person?" Robbie has already realized a little sign, but he just doesn't want to face the reality.

"I'm not mistaken, Robbie Baldwin, you're indicted."

(End of this chapter)