Shadow of great britain

"quiet."

Boom!

As the gavel fell, the Magistrate Court, which had been noisy just a moment ago, suddenly fell into silence.

After confirming that all the jury members were present, the magistrate wearing a silver wig and a black cloak began to lead them in reading out the oath.

"I swear that as a citizen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland in good standing, I will participate in trials in accordance with the law, faithfully perform jury duties, and judge the case independently and indisputably on the basis of common sense and moral standards and public conscience. Make a fair decision on the outcome of the case and maintain good social order and environment.”

After the oath was announced, the magistrate said to the slightly nervous jurors.

“Gentlemen and ladies, many of you may be here for the first time and have not learned relevant legal knowledge.

But that doesn't matter, because your duties don't require those things. You just need a fair heart without any personal likes and dislikes.

All jurors are randomly selected from London citizens based on selection criteria, have no criminal record, have a good reputation and normal values.

Therefore, you only need to make a judgment on the guilt or innocence of the defendant based on your social experience and moral concepts, and based on the evidence you learned in court.

And I must also make a fair and reasonable request to you, that is, you can only consider the evidence presented in court, and do not consider the specific legal provisions. I will guide and answer your doubts about the legal provisions.

Now, do you understand? "

As the magistrate said, the jury composed of twelve people is complex, and their professional and educational backgrounds vary widely.

Among them are small employees in trading companies, skilled workers in factories, surgeons, housewives, etc.

It was the first time for most of them to participate in court judgments, and they inevitably seemed awkward and nervous in the solemn and quiet environment.

A woman wearing a fashionable feather hat and a ruffled pleated skirt stretched out her black gloved hands, pressed them slightly on her abdomen, and greeted the judge.

"It is an honor that I have been chosen to be the speaker for the jury. We all heard your words clearly, Mr. Judge."

The judge also smiled and responded: "Nice to see you here, Mrs. Peel. To be honest, it really shocked me when I saw your name appear on the jury list."

Arthur, who was sorting out documents at the prosecution desk, suddenly frowned when he heard this sentence.

lady?

He was very sure that he heard the judge's words correctly. The other party used the word "Lady".

This shows that the woman who just spoke was either born into a noble family or married to a noble family.

Arthur's speed of organizing documents gradually slowed down, and his mind gradually became more active.

Just as he was thinking about how to take advantage of this unexpected factor, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Agares sitting cross-legged on top of the magistrate's head.

The red devil also noticed the extraordinary lady.

He stepped on the magistrate's head and shoulders and jumped to the prosecution table in front of Arthur, pointing at the lady and grinning.

"Arthur, as long as you get that lady's soul, I will forget about you going to the sea to watch whales."

Arthur took advantage of the magistrate's greetings with Mrs. Peel and replied in a nonchalant manner.

"Either you are jealous of the female college student Alyssa, or you are thinking about a married lady. Agares, your tastes have changed too quickly."

"Oh, ten Alyssas can't equal one such lady! Arthur, you are still young and don't understand this benefit."

Arthur replied solemnly: "Agares, you'd better speak clearly. When you talk like this, I want to sue you."

The red devil's saliva fell on Arthur's prosecution documents: "She exudes the aura of power. One bite can satisfy me for half a year. This is not like Alyssa, who is full of youth." A little girl can compare.”

"You like power so much, why didn't you choose a contractor with a prominent family background? How can a poor boy like me have the ability to fill your bottomless desires?"

"Hmph! It's not like I haven't looked for it before. When I followed King Solomon into Jerusalem, your ancestors didn't know where they were."

"My ancestors? My ancestors should have completed the Second Eastern Expedition at that time."

"The Second Crusade? Do you mean the Crusades? Arthur, where did you throw all the historical knowledge you learned in college? The Second Crusade was already 12 centuries ago."

Arthur knew that he was just talking to him, so he was not interested in continuing the conversation, so he asked instead.

"You still haven't answered me. Why do you want me to sign a contract? There are a lot of scammers and robbers in London. Why do you think so highly of me?"

Agares said angrily: "Do you even need to ask? Do you think it's easy to find someone without religion in London these days?

Even if he is found, he is probably an uneducated, unsophisticated, untraveled, immoral, uncivilized, timid, irritable, and fucking stupid person.

Arthur, don't doubt your strength, you have been carefully selected by me. "

Arthur scratched the side of his face: "For a moment, I really don't know whether you are praising me or scolding me. Forget it, let's not mention this for now. Agares, do me a favor."

"Do you a favor?"

Agares stared at his left eye, one eye was big and the other was small: "Arthur, what do you think I am? A rag? After peeing, you know you can use me to dry the urine stains on the floor. I don't usually use it." Sometimes, you didn’t even bother to wash it for me.”

"I know your power. Since you can amplify the desires hidden in other people's hearts, you can certainly amplify Mrs. Peel's empathy and motherly instinct for me."

"Arthur, I haven't promised you yet!"

"It's running out of time, Agares, you are my partner."

"Why didn't you tell me this morning when you promised to go whale watching on the boat?!"

Boom!

Before the gavel hit the case.

The magistrate solemnly announced: "I now declare that the London District Magistrates' Court has officially opened the trial of Adam Evans' theft case. The prosecutor is requested to read out the prosecution documents and submit relevant evidence."

Arthur calmed his expression and read out the document in his hand with a solemn expression.

"On behalf of the Metropolitan Police, Inspector Arthur Hastings of the Greenwich Borough of the Metropolitan Police, hereby formally prosecutes the defendant Adam Evans.

The defendant Adam Evans, nine years old, male, lives at 27 Church Lane, St. Giles Parish, London.

At around 3 p.m. on March 25, the victim Nancy Lewis attended a local parliamentary campaign speech event in Greenwich District.

The campaign ended around 4:30. On her way home, Ms. Nancy discovered that a parasol she was carrying was stolen, and immediately went to a nearby police station to seek help..."

When Agares saw Arthur reading out the indictment with an upright face, he spat on the ground.

"Damn it, you don't even ask around! No matter it's King Solomon, Pepin the Short, Halfdan the White Shirt, or William the Conqueror, which one of them dares to treat me with such an attitude?"

He glanced at Mrs. Peel who was sitting aside, and suddenly found a middle-aged man wearing a black top hat sitting in the corner of the auditorium.

"Oh! How did I miss this one?"

Agares rolled his eyes and laughed twice. He rubbed his evil little fingers and murmured.

"Arthur, just show it to me. After this trial is over, I want to see how you managed to get to the sea."