Chapter 599 Barron

"Thousands of miles to prison just for interrogation? Can you find a worse reason? My client is going to appear in San Diego for an appeal trial in less than a month. Can the Chicago prosecutors afford to send a few detectives to San Diego?" Travel expenses!?"

In the warden's office, Barron was furious and pointed at the white man behind the desk: "I know what tricks you guys are playing, but this time, let me tell you, you got the wrong person this time! I have practiced in Chicago for decades Now, my client is not someone you can use dirty tricks to frame at will!"

"It's too late, Barron, Little Lowry committed second-degree murder last night." The warden replied leisurely, shaking his body on the swivel chair.

"Fxxkyou!"

Barron was angry, "Isn't it because you sat and watched that habitual criminal howling in the cell until dawn!?"

"No way, I'm understaffed this night, and who would have thought that your star clients would be so violent and bloodthirsty."

"Bullshit! Go lie to ghosts! This is a conspiracy, this is a conspiracy..."

Barron was so angry that he went around in circles, "Little Lowry is a celebrity, you wait for the defendant to be exposed, you violated all procedures."

"What procedure?"

"The interrogation requires the client's lawyer to know!" Barron thumped his fist on the desk.

"But you don't need to transfer to prison. We planned to call you this morning to make an appointment."

The other party lightly put a document on the table, "But who would have thought that he would dare to kill people on the first night he came to me? What a pity, he caused my prison to be deducted points by the management agency..."

"What about cell allocation? You didn't dare to arrange people to live with that dangerous element before!"

"A large number of prisoners have just been transferred, and the room is tight, Barron. This is not a hotel."

"Your rhetoric can only be used to deceive youngsters who have just started practicing!"

Barron didn't even bother to read the document. He understood the rules under the water. Since the warden came prepared, this incident would not be an accident, and the whole system would not be caught by outsiders in the legal process. He counted with his fingers one by one, "I will find media reporters, as well as African-American affirmative action organizations, the Chicago Bar Association, and your superiors! You wait to be investigated internally! Didn't you watch The Shawshank Redemption that was released not long ago? ? You and the warden inside are the same thing! Also, you can’t decide second-degree murder, because my client did it out of self-defense when the deceased committed a violation!”

"Go ahead, but admit it, your client is a scumbag, and you're just a bad lawyer representing a gangster."

The warden replied: "He deserves to be imprisoned for the rest of his life, maybe you have the opportunity to come to my house as a guest?"

Barron was furious. Just as he was about to reply, there was a knock on the door, and a handsome white man in a suit walked in. "Mr. Warden, we are here to interrogate Lowry." He put a document in the on the desk.

"Sorry, there was an accident. Little Lowry killed a roommate at my place last night." The warden pointed to Barron, "It just so happens that this is his lawyer."

"Hahaha……"

A brawny bald man leaning against the door with the badge of the Chicago Police Department on his waist laughed, "Then he will be locked up for a long time? If I had known, I wouldn't be in a hurry."

"Vic McKee..."

Barron gritted his teeth and stared at the "celebrity" of the stormtrooper, "Why didn't you go to the street to blackmail today?"

"Because I caught a big fish, Barron." Vic chewed his gum with a smirk on his face.

"Uh, I'm busy, you can find another place to chat." The warden picked up the microphone and called the secretary in.

"We got a tip that Sinaloa, the gang leader who has been very popular in Nancheng recently, is probably this person, Little Binney."

The warden's secretary took them into a small unoccupied visiting room. Vic McGee and three police force companions stood against the wall. The prosecutor showed Barron the wanted photo of Binney Jr., "You are in prison. The star client in the movie should know that Benny Jr. took revenge on a rapper in New York for him, and committed the shooting at a nightclub in Harlem.

"

"Nonsense." Barron asked blankly, but his heart began to beat a little. "What evidence do you have?"

"It's not convenient for you to see it at this time, and we don't trust you, Barron, given the customer base you serve."

The young prosecutor said: "But this does not affect our cooperation. We guess that Little Lowry should still keep in touch with Little Binny, that is, Sinaloa, so...we can provide him with a very, very cost-effective The prosecution deal, he helps us trap Binney Jr., or Sinaloa, and then testifies against the other party as a witness for the prosecution. He will be released immediately in court, and before and after that, we will provide him with the best possible witness protection."

"Ha, he doesn't need to. He will succeed in his appeal in less than a month."

Barron suddenly thought of something, "Oh! I see, you guys want to trade the second-degree murder he just committed? Do you think this trap is cleverly laid?" He looked back at Vic McGee and the others , "The same sentence, don't let me dig up evidence of your collusion with the prison, or you will all be finished. He is not a second-degree murder, but a legitimate exercise of the right of civil self-defense. I will help him continue to defend."

"What collusion? What sentence do you think I'm using to trade with you?"

The prosecutor smiled, "It's not Little Lowry's trafficking crime, nor the homicide last night, but the nightclub shooting in Harlem, which is a multiple murder crime. He is a participant, and may even be the mastermind."

"But you didn't catch Binney Jr., so you don't have evidence. How can you negotiate a plea deal with my client because of an unsubstantiated allegation?" Barron countered sharply, "And you are robbing The work of the FBI, I remember that this case was taken over by the FBI long ago."

"The FBI can't give us promotions, lol."

After the prosecutor finished speaking, Vic McGee and the others laughed, "Also, Barron, you used the name of the legal aid project of your law firm to help little Lowry travel between two places, which is unreasonable, right? Lowry Jr., who can afford cheap local San Diego lawyers, is not a reasonable candidate for legal aid."

"It's fine as long as it's legal." Barron got up without a word, and opened the door.

"Baron, when we bring little Binny to justice, little Lowry will lose his chance to be free forever." The prosecutor said to his back: "You better not be caught by us having any illegal activities with drug traffickers." money transactions."

"I don't understand what you are talking about, you have found the wrong person."

Barron slammed the door and left. He was stunned when he saw the current State Attorney Childs rushing past. He nodded to each other and passed by.

"Argus."

Childs pushed open the door he had just closed. "Can you explain why you're here?" he asked the young prosecutor, "Still hanging out with the gang." He glanced at Vic. McKee et al.

"Well, Vic and the others found some new evidence of a Harlem nightclub murder, so..."

Argus stood up in a panic.

"Go back and submit a detailed report to me," Childs ordered.

"OK." Argus nodded obediently.

"Hey! Childs, this case can't be finished in a month..." Vic teased Childs.

"As long as I am in office, I must do my duty."

Childs replied: "You and the people behind you can't wait for a month?"

"I can't wait to catch the criminal tomorrow."

Vic McGee didn't care about him, and left without saying a word and leading his subordinates.