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"The imitator should be doing it for the first time, and his technique is very rusty."
"It can be seen from the lower body of the deceased that there are many scratches here. This should be caused by the nervousness of the imitator."
David zoomed in on a picture of the lower body of the deceased and explained by pointing to several scratches on the genitalia.
"After committing the crime for the first time, the murderer will pass through a state of tension and fear and enter a period of excitement and stimulation. During this period, he is likely to commit multiple crimes in a short period."
"Everyone, we are short on time."
As soon as David finished speaking, the phone rang.
The second victim appeared.
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It's another day.
Brooklyn slowed significantly as he pulled into the parking lot.
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After confirming that he didn't see the muscle motorcycle, he suddenly accelerated, parked his car crookedly in the parking space, turned off the engine, and picked up his briefcase.
Bang!
He rushed into the elevator as if he was escaping, and ran back to his office in a puff of smoke.
He arrived half an hour early, just to avoid his troublesome boss, Michael.
Although it was only the first time last night, Brooklyn already had a clear view of his boss.
If he could, he would rather redo the Selena suicide case than stay with Michael.
Look at what he was talking about yesterday!
Does Ruby have any suitors?
What kind of suitors does Ruby prefer?
What is Ruby's relationship with her ex-husband?
How long has Ruby been divorced?
Why did Ruby's child go to jail?
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, three sentences about Ruby.
Last night, Brooklyn dreamt that he attended Ruby and Michael's wedding, and the delinquent who went to jail became his boss's son and tormented him all day...
Shaking off all the jumbled thoughts in his mind, Brooklyn changed into his robe, picked up the complaint, and headed straight to Courtroom 9.
When they parted last night, Michael seemed unsatisfied and said he would come to see him today, but he had already decided to be an honest and diligent judge, and he wouldn't eat lunch today but instead would preside over five cases.
The same assistant court officer as before, Brooklyn hurriedly sat on the judge's bench and announced that the trial had begun.
"017-EDNY09-035 is not here yet."
After calling out several times without a response, the assistant court officer went out to take a look and came back to a whisper.
"Then move on to the next one."
Brooklyn turned to 017-EDNY09-036.
The assistant court officer looked at him strangely and went to call someone.
In fact, not only the assistant court officer but also the court reporter and other court officers felt very curious.
They had been assigned to Courtroom 9 for a long time and knew Brooklyn's habits very well. He was famous for clocking in on time, so why was he half an hour early today?
Two bored court officers huddled together and began to speculate, and the court reporter also kept looking at Brooklyn.
"Nellie, I planned to preside over six cases today."
Sensing the court reporter's gaze, Brooklyn suddenly spoke up.
Nellie immediately forgot about the gossip.
The Eastern District of New York (EDNY) is short-staffed, with only one court reporter assigned to each court. The court reporter is responsible for recording every word spoken by each participant during the trial.
The content recorded by the court reporter will be archived together with video materials for review.
This is a highly demanding job that most people cannot handle.
Taking Selena's suicide case as an example, there were a total of five main speakers and several witnesses, who had to say at least hundreds of thousands of words every day.
Just imagine the intensity of this work.
Brooklyn is a fast-paced court, with an average of at least 50-60,000 words per case. If the case is even slightly complex, it would be impossible to write less than 100,000 words.
If Brooklyn wants to process six cases a day, Nellie will have to write 300,000 to 600,000 words a day.
Of course, it's not just Nellie, everyone finds it very difficult.
Brooklyn requires high concentration from everyone to judge each speaker's words and the logic of the case.
The court officers must constantly monitor the situation and intervene before any conflict escalates.
The assistants must take care of the judge to ensure that the judge is not disturbed by anything outside of the case.
Everyone finds it very difficult.
However, there is no choice, EDNY lacks personnel, and not only EDNY, but the situation is the same across the federal and even the world.
Every country lacks grassroots legal workers, and each judge is overloaded with cases, far exceeding the number of cases they should handle each day, except for places where no court is needed.
At least he is fortunate to have a court reporter, court officers, and assistants, and his court is well-equipped, so he doesn't need to be distracted by acting as a court reporter.
The parties in case 017-EDNY09-036 soon entered the courtroom.
At the request of the parties, this trial is not open to the public.
This is a friction between neighbors, which Brooklyn sees as a minor incident.
The prosecutor pointed out that the squirrel raised by the defense ran into his house and bit him while he was sleeping.
The defense denied raising the squirrel and claimed that it was wild and that he only occasionally fed it.
Brooklyn watched the two parties arguing with red faces and thick necks - they didn't even have a lawyer - and he had a headache.
He couldn't understand why this kind of thing needed to go to court?
Even if the prosecutor wins, the compensation he can receive is not even a quarter of the litigation costs.
DuangDuangDuang!
Brooklyn knocked three times with his gavel to stop the two sides from continuing to argue.
If they continued to argue, they would trace the conflicts of the previous generation.
"Aren't you neighbors?"
Brooklyn asked in confusion.
"Were your family's neighbors since your grandparents' generation?"
Both nodded.
"Okay, since you both insist on your own words, I will sign a search warrant later and let the police search your home to see if there are any squirrel-raising supplies."
Brooklyn pointed to the defense and began filling out the search warrant.
"And you," he pointed to the prosecutor, "according to what he said, you are suspected of drug abuse. Please go to the hospital for a test tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock and hand the test results to me."
After speaking, Brooklyn clipped the completed search warrant in the complaint and handed it to his assistant.
DuangDuang!
"Next."
Watching the bailiff take the two away, Brooklyn complained to Nelly,
"What are they thinking? We wasted an hour of our time just to hear them argue about old grudges?"
Nelly didn't respond; her fingers flew as she took notes.
"Sir, the complaint says..."
Brooklyn paused, looking incredulous.
"You're suing him for trimming your lawn???"
"Your Honor, this is a grave matter."
The prosecutor was a well-dressed young man who pushed his glasses up and spoke seriously.
"Trimming the lawn is my duty, it's my own business, just like he plays cards with his wife, I believe no one wants others to interfere with their own business with their spouse."
Brooklyn stared at the prosecutor in disbelief, unable to speak for a while.
He actually thought that what the prosecutor said made sense...
After dealing with this weird case, it was already noon.
Brooklyn called his assistant over.
"Go find out what everyone wants to eat and buy it."
"Our task is heavy today, and we may not have time to eat lunch. Let's make do with what we have here."
"I have fallen behind on too many cases."
Although the judges in E.D.N.Y. do not have specific business indicators that require them to complete a certain number of cases each month, from the stack of complaints that Michael gave him, it is clear that each judge cannot fall too far behind.
He had missed a whole quarter of the time and had to catch up quickly.
This is also why Brooklyn has a good impression of Michael—before last night's dinner.
Michael gave him a pile of small cases, which allowed him to catch up on the number of cases quickly. If Michael had selflessly arranged for him to handle the normal cases that a regular judge would take, each of which would take at least a week, he would really be exhausted.
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