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Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual individuals or events are purely coincidental.
The two parties stared at each other, refusing to back down like Children. The lawyers on both sides were getting impatient, but they didn't dare rush the judge. In family court, it was often up to the judge to decide who was at a disadvantage and who would benefit.
All the lawyers who specialized in family cases knew the weight of each case. Moreover, this judge was just a little slow in reading the complaint, and they had seen more bizarre judges than this.
"Come on, both of you tell me what happened."
Finally, Brooklyn raised his head and pointed to his wife.
"The prosecution goes first."
As the lawyer stood up, Brooklyn shook his head directly.
"Not you, her."
Having just experienced the Selena suicide case, Brooklyn had a feeling that his wife was up to something.
His wife stood up, but stuttered and couldn't say anything.
"Your name is Nicole?"
Brooklyn observed the wife's expression from afar and couldn't see it too clearly.
"Yes, Nicole Jones."
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I9p91wife answered.
"In your complaint, you said you discovered that your husband, Mr. Jones, was having an affair, but he didn't admit it and instead accused you of being unfaithful to the marriage?"
"But Mr. Jones disagrees with the divorce, right, Mr. Jones?"
Seeing Brooklyn's gaze turn to him, Mr. Jones became much more reserved.
Just now, he was still making all kinds of obscene gestures to Nicole.
Husband making obscene gestures to his wife in court?!! Brooklyn wondered if he had seen everything.
"Mr. Jones?"
Brooklyn repeated himself.
Mr. Jones was still in a daze. He was just busy venting his dissatisfaction and didn't listen carefully to what the judge was saying.
His lawyer nudged him quietly and repeated it in a low voice.
"Yes, Your Honor, that's right."
"I disagree with the divorce!"
He became agitated and kept saying,
"When this Bitch married me, she had nothing. I gave her a home!"
"I work and earn money every day! She just stays at home."
"But this slut dared to cheat on me with the money I earned with so much hard work!"
Brooklyn leaned on the table, squinting his eyes and staring at Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones' nostrils flared and his lips tightened as he raised his voice sharply when talking about his wife, causing the table to make a snapping sound.
This is a manifestation of losing control of one's anger.
In addition, when referring to his wife Nicole, Mr. Jones always uses terms like "that bitch" and "slut" instead of calling her by her name. This is a way of creating a clear boundary between himself and his wife.
Brooklyn looked at his wife Nicole again.
"What about you, Nicole Jones?"
Nicole's cheeks turned red, her lips curled downward, and in just a moment, she immediately made a look of being wronged.
"Your Honor, I don't know what he's talking about."
[TLN: Guilty af ]
"He's just being suspicious."
"I have evidence of his infidelity. He accused me of cheating, but he has no evidence."
As she spoke, Nicole raised her hand to touch her eyebrows, took an envelope out of her bag, and handed it to her lawyer.
Guilty?
Is she feeling guilty?
Brooklyn continued to observe her without making a sound.
Why is she feeling guilty?
The lawyer opened the envelope and was displaying the photos inside.
In the photos, a streetwalker was standing in front of Mr. Jones.
In the next photo, the two walked up the stairs.
Then, opening the door, kissed, closed the door, undressed, and played cards.
All in high definition and uncensored.
The photographer had a great sense of photography, and the photos presented a peculiar beauty.
The temporary judge's assistant who was present could not help but cover his mouth and laugh.
Mr. Jones's face turned bright red, while his wife remained indifferent.
Brooklyn carefully examined the photos before putting them down.
"Mr. Jones, what about you? Do you have anything to show us?"
Mr. Jones panted heavily as he was held down in his chair by his lawyer, shaking his head.
It seems that Mr. Jones was quite angry at having his "bed photos" exposed by his wife.
Brooklyn sighed silently to himself.
This was another reason why he disliked family court.
In court, to achieve their goals, both parties will do everything they can to dig up dirt on the other, revealing their secrets.
The result is often a mess, with both parties ending up hurt.
"Now, tell us about your demands. The core of the conflict is not clearly stated in the complaint."
Brooklyn pointed to Mrs. Jones.
"Or do you want to speak first?"
"Also, Mr. Jones, please show some manners and decorum. Don't make lewd gestures towards the lady in my courtroom."
"No matter what happens now and in the future, at least you two used to sleep in the same bed. Don't make the scene too ugly, Mrs. and Mr."
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On the other side, there is the NYPD Homicide Unit.
Today is a beautiful day, and the atmosphere in the Homicide Unit is peaceful. After combining two units, the Homicide Unit is the only one left in the New York Police Department, and they have been very busy lately. Finally, they have cleared their cases and everyone is relaxing like a group of lazy fish.
Some are playing games with the projector in the conference room, some are gathering together to watch TV shows and eating snacks, and some are practicing their shooting skills in the shooting range.
When there are no cases, David is usually lenient with his subordinates. However, once a case arises, everyone must deal with it seriously and without any slack.
As the team discussed going to the Old Gun Bar to celebrate later that night, David's office door opened.
"Oh no!"
Someone immediately let out a cry of despair upon seeing David coming out.
"Boss, can you please go back to your office and not come out?"
Others still held out hope.
David slapped the latter and gathered the team.
"There's been a murder in the Brooklyn area. Get ready in five minutes and notify the blood and trace teams. We will leave immediately in five minutes."
[ TLN: talking about Brooklyn the place not the mc]
"Boss?"
The team dispersed to prepare, and the deputy leader approached David.
Usually, the case would be handed over to them, but David's attitude toward this case was a bit unusual.
"Chris, go to the prison and see if the 'Red Devil' is still there."
"The Red Devil?"
Chris was surprised.
The "Red Devil" is the nickname of a serial killer, and he was the first significant criminal that David and his partner captured, which led to their promotion.
There are fans of all kinds, such as God, demons, fairies, and murderers...
There are also fans of murderers, who support and worship them, and even plan to rescue them after they are caught.
"The on-site officers said that the victim was lying naked on the bed with flower petals scattered around, and there were knife wounds on the lower body."
"I'm going now!"
Just hearing the description, Chris clenched his teeth.
He turned his head and walked out, first taking small steps and then running with big strides after two steps.
David withdrew his gaze and clenched his fists.
He had partnered with Chris for a long time and they knew each other well.
Chris's mother was killed by the Red Devil. The Red Devil called her Crimson No. 3.
Now that he heard someone was imitating the same modus operandi, how could Chris not be angry? [Note 1]
Yes, imitating the same modus operandi.
Although David asked Chris to go to the prison, they both knew very well that the Red Devil couldn't escape from the prison.
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Note
A Latin phrase meaning “mode of operating.” In criminal law, modus operandi refers to a method of operation or pattern of criminal behavior so distinctive that separate crimes or wrongful conduct are recognized as the work of the same person.
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