Chapter 1105 Law

Surrounded by a group of enthusiastic fans, Alvin served as a witness for a "former" couple, and then he was summoned to the dock by the old judge Capster for a barren questioning.

"You assaulted Johnny Stone and Reed Richards in front of broadcast cameras on September 7, 2010...

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What do you have to say about the above crime? "

"No, your honor, I have nothing to say, everything is just as recorded on the camera, I lost control!

For whatever reason, I couldn't control my emotions...

What you said are all facts, so I plead guilty! "

A simple and plain conversation ended with the sound of the hammer from the old judge...

Then, Manhattan Tomahawk is going to jail!

Because of the special nature of the Mutant Court, the hearing process of all mutant cases is kept confidential, because protecting the privacy of mutants is also part of the responsibility of this special court...

So people outside didn't know what was going on inside, and the media went crazy when Alvin was escorted out of the building in handcuffs by two bailiffs!

Facing the flash of light, Alvin calmly took out a pair of multifunctional Ray-Ban glasses gifted by Stark from his jacket pocket and placed them on the bridge of his nose. Then he turned to smile at the two bailiffs who were obviously a little worried. Then he said: "Don't worry, man, I guarantee they won't get anything..."

As he spoke, Alvin smiled and touched a tiny button on the glasses frame, and then said: "Okay, it's your turn, Angel!

We have to protect these two bailiff guys, I don’t want anyone to send them bullets after they send me to jail..."

The artificial intelligence Angel quickly responded to Alvin's request. Although he didn't know how it worked, Alvin saw those photographers with long guns and short cannons playing with their machines inexplicably, and he knew it must be a success. Already...

Alvin waved away a female reporter who wanted to throw herself into his arms. Then he turned to the two bailiffs who looked a little anxious and said with a smile: "Let's leave here quickly and go to the dock in Hell's Kitchen. There are already ships there." Waiting for me...

We are going to the "New Alcatraz Prison" off the coast of New York, and I have to rush there to see if the sofa I ordered has been delivered..."

After discovering that all the machines were out of order, after a period of panic, several journalists finally remembered what they should do. They held up paper and pens and crowded around Alvin, asking loudly: "Mr. Tomahawk, are you being charged?" Found guilty, right?

What is your sentence? Which prison will you serve? "

Alvin did not refuse to answer the question this time. He smiled and raised his handcuffed hands and said: "Yes, Judge Capster sentenced me to 3 months in prison and to pay Johnny Stone and Reed Richards." This is to compensate these two gentlemen 50,000 yuan...

I will serve my sentence in the 'New Alcatraz' prison, which is a new prison for mutants. "

Alvin hesitated for a moment and then said to the reporters: "But I will still arrange for my lawyer to appeal. The compensation of 50,000 yuan is too much. In fact, I didn't use any force at all at the time."

A bald middle-aged reporter thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Mr. Tomahawk, do you want to express something by doing this?

For example, tell those mutants the correct way to respond when they encounter a lawsuit..."

After hearing this, Alvin glanced at the bald middle-aged reporter with a strange expression. He smiled and said: "Yes, when you encounter trouble, find yourself a reliable lawyer. If you really have no money, pray that the legal aid agency will send one to you." A lawyer who at least speaks without stuttering..."

As he spoke, Alvin smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Those are just suggestions, but they have nothing to do with today's matter. That old guy Kapust is indeed a bit too much. I didn't even know that 50,000 yuan is half of my bank deposit." …”

When Alvin spoke, there was a sudden uproar among the reporters nearby, and they all turned their attention to the door of the court at the same time...

Alvin glanced back curiously, and then helplessly discovered that Nick and little Ginny had obtained two pairs of handcuffs from somewhere, and were handcuffing themselves proudly while being "escorted" by the fat prosecutor in his direction. Come over here...

Fox followed them dumbfounded. When she saw Alvin's gaze, she shook her head helplessly and said to Alvin with an exaggerated mouth shape: "You are a bastard..."

The fat prosecutor Quinn handed the two minor "criminals" into Alvin's hands. He shook his head with a smile and said: "Since the two young criminals 'robbed' the bailiff's handcuffs, your honor asked me to We inform you that as a guardian you will be fined US$1,000..."

As he spoke, the big fat Quinn rubbed the heads of the two children who were holding handcuffs and came to Alvin's side, then touched the sweat on their foreheads and said with a smile: "Please remember to go back and tell them, 'attack.' Bailiffs are not allowed!

Oh my gosh, today was such an exciting day! "

Alvin motioned to Prosecutor Quinn about his handcuffs and said apologetically: "I'm sorry that I can't hug you to comfort you, but today is just a special situation, and I promise it won't happen again in the future!

Although the old guy fined me a lot of money, I have to admit that he did a good job and you are all great!

At least those illegal mutants like you, and they can accept the sentence calmly. This is a good start, please keep it up..."

The big fat Quinn shook his head helplessly and said: "Then you'd better limit the size of the mutant union. You have to set some admission requirements. You must know that everyone loves Capster...

At least those with longer eyelashes and no armpit hair should not be defined as 'variations'...

This is so funny. In most of the prosecution materials I have compiled recently, there is no harm caused by mutations at all.

Do mutants who 'speed' or 'park illegally' have to be brought here for special treatment?

These ordinary police and judges can handle it..."

Alvin kicked Nick in the butt who was talking nonsense to reporters triumphantly, then picked up little Ginny and put it on his shoulders. He smiled at Quinn and said, "This is only temporary, we will always get used to mutation." The existence of people is just like those Texas guys who are not surprised at all when they see someone carrying a pistol on the street!

The role of our Lord Judge is to calm the hearts of those mutants. We have to let them know that there is a judge here without any prejudice...

If you were a black gangster, would you rather the judge hearing your case was black or white? "

The big fat guy Quinn smiled and nodded, and said, "We understand this. This is why I, a fat guy who is about to retire, was recruited by Capster's phone call.

But I still have to say that the threshold for the Mutant Guild is too low. What many people actually want is the protection of the union, and you are too 'tolerant'! "

Alvin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then he supported little Ginny who was almost knocked to the ground by him, and said to Quinn: "That's your own business!

There is no rule that the special court can only have one judge and one prosecutor. I think you can find a few suitable interns for yourself.

Oh, one of my students is in law school at Columbia University, maybe I can call him to help.

To be honest, apart from having a drug dealer father, he is great at everything else! "

As he spoke, Alvin slapped the dazed Quinn on the arm in a funny way, then supported the dishonest little Ginny again, and said: "Look, man, I really have to leave!

Have a nice day! "

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An uninhabited island off the coast of New York was bought a year ago by several wealthy Hell's Kitchen tycoons who raised funds.

In one year, a luxurious multi-purpose prison was built here...

Pluto, the medical tycoon, wore a fitted orange-red prison uniform. Accompanied by his son Domi, he led him around while showing off his great "idea"...

"Look son, I'm on the right path now, I'm even willing to go to jail!

If anyone ever calls you the son of a drug dealer again, break his bones!

Or I can find someone to accompany him in litigation for the rest of his life..."

Young Domi rolled his eyes helplessly after hearing this. He looked back at the luxury hotel-style resort prison behind him and the nine-hole golf course in front of him...

Except for a 4-meter-high electric grid around it, there is nothing that looks like a prison!

"Dad, no one dares to cause trouble for me. I know you are worried that your status as a 'suspect' will affect my future..."

But it’s really not necessary!

Do you know what I've been doing lately? "

As Domi looked at Pluto's doubtful eyes, he smiled slightly proudly and said: "I am studying the business philosophy of your 'Blood Guardian' with a group of classmates...

Some people say you are a revolutionary...

Although we all know that there are still many illegal ingredients in it, it has indeed saved the lives of many blood patients!

My mentor even drafted a more than 500-page response plan for you regarding possible future lawsuits...

You are a hero..."

After hearing this, Pluto glanced at Domi in confusion, and after thinking for a while, he said seriously: "No, I have never been a hero, I am a villain!

Bad guys are bad guys!

Everyone knows what I have done, and nothing can wash away the sins I have committed...

Repentance and amends are only ideas that those weaklings who want to go to heaven have!

I'm a bad guy destined for hell...

I just hope you are different from me and don't take the path I once took! "

Pluto hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "Don't be blinded by the so-called 'democracy, freedom, and revolution.'

I want you to be a good person, but not a fool...

Go burn that so-called response plan, and then find another mentor...

Alvin once said that going to school is to eat...

And the words "democracy, freedom, and revolution" spoken by your tutors and classmates are destroying people's jobs...

Let me guess, do they dream of being a public interest lawyer or fantasize about being able to uphold justice for the people?

That is a scam. People with such ideals will either be used as gunslingers or become great after death...

You are a child of Hell's Kitchen, and you should understand that if you want to do anything, it's best to start with a 'small goal'..."