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Chapter 3: chapter new birds

The rookie prosecutor is beginning to get attention. His progress in justice was beyond everyone's expectation. It's rumoured that during a lunch, Count Carmen, the chief justice of the first noble court, and the most important person in the judicial field of Fedu, mentioned Fulan's name with appreciation. The trial court is like a bullring, a place for him to compete with his opponents and fight for wisdom. He likes to use a calm expression and a slightly humble tone to let the interrogated relax their vigilance. Immediately, he is fierce again, and points to the weakness of the other side mercilessly, so that the prey is unprepared, and then he is hit by the sword like condemnation and collapsed in the shadow of despair. Once, when the defendant appeared in people's vision, everyone was surprised to take a breath of cold air. It was a facial paralysis with a crooked mouth. He sat on the defendant's seat stupidly, and his mouth was dripping continuously. He wet a large collar. His thin arms were always unconsciously frightened, his muddy eyes were turning up, and his mouth was nagging what no one could understand. When the judge read out the accusation against him: fraud, many people sniggered with sarcasm. Can a mentally retarded person do this? The lawyer also showed the doctor's certificate. He claimed that his client was a poor egg who had no ability to live on his own, and said pitifully, "a disabled person with unclear mind is living on a small deposit interest, but a ridiculous businessman claimed to be cheated by his trick. Oh, the world is reversed, and the person who has made a lot of money is not as intelligent as a moron!" There was a burst of laughter in the court, and everyone was happy to look at the plaintiff. He was a white fat man who owned a large tea shop in Fedu. At the moment, he was struggling to wipe the sweat on his wide forehead, and he apologized quietly, "he was pretending. When he pretended to be a buyer and talked with me about business, he was very smart." No one believes what fat people say. Even the judge shows sympathy for the defendant. Ten merchants and nine traitors. Maybe this guy is trying to seize a family property of mentally retarded people. Everyone is thinking about it. Fulan came forward to ask the liar several questions. The liar was puzzled, wringing his fingers, and his buttocks moved uneasily on the chair. Then he said the answer that was very ironic. Even when Fulan asked when sixteen and twenty-four were equal, he inclined his eyes for a long time and shook his head. The lawyer sighed on the side, "look, if he had a basic logical ability, he would not be wronged here." Finally, Fulan said helplessly, "maybe the patrol should check their vision when selecting members." The knight of the patrol team, who was present as a witness, stood up angrily to protest, and then, under the jeer of the audience, hid in the corner red. When people thought that the farce was coming to an end, Fulan said to the judge, "the case is very clear. We should return the frozen deposits of the defendant to him in the process of the trial. Well, I think it's two hundred gold coins." what did Fulan think of, and turned to the lawyer, "two hundred? It's not a small number." The lawyer was stunned. He did not see the specific amount of the deposit in the document provided by the court. But he still defends responsibly, "this is his father's legacy, bright God. If it wasn't for the money, he would have starved to death in the street." Fulan nodded and seemed to agree with the lawyer's words. Then he took out a piece of felt paper, inked it with a quill pen, and quickly wrote a few words. It seems that he signed his name on the judgment. "Before the verdict, it's more important to return the gold coin to the defendant to clarify the justice of the court. Otherwise, you can privately doubt whether we will collude with bad businessmen and steal his family property." There was a warm applause in the court. Everyone was satisfied with the fair ruling. The fat businessman was stunned on the stool. He opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. The judge also agreed with Fulan's move. He indicated that Fulan would hand over the verdict to himself. When the judge and the prosecutor write their names at the same time, the arbitration will take effect on the spot, which is no doubt. At this time, the anxious voice came, "it's four hundred and sixty-two gold coins, wrong!" In an instant, all eyes were focused on the source of the voice, and the defendant stood up, articulate and loud, and the original distorted face was straightened up in the blink of an eye. Soon, he realized something and his whole body solidified. "Yes, it's four hundred and sixty-two." Fulan suddenly turned around and strode to the cheater, sneering, "before you count your gold coins, should we talk about your IQ?" The liar looked at the prosecutor in despair. He sat down powerlessly, with his head in his arms, and breathed hoarsely, "you... You are a devil who plays with people." It's expected that at the beginning of spring, the promotion notice was issued to Fulan who was preparing to leave work. "Congratulations, my good friend." the president of the court was kind as if he had grown up. "You are the honor of the seventh court." "I hope I can be your pride, just like you are my pride." Fulan said that the noble people used to use elegant compliments, and tried to hide the joy. According to the regulations, the trainee prosecutor of the district court will serve as an assistant in the first noble court for three months, and then he will be able to play a unique role. More importantly, at that time, Fulan's salary could rent a spacious apartment with a balcony in the new district. Three months, just another three months. Take Anmei and her grandmother, and we live happily together. Once again, the smell of fish soup wafts on the dining table, sharing the warmth in front of the fireplace with the beloved, and the feeling of being waited for to go home. It's all so much to look forward to. Maybe a dog? Out of the seventh Street Court, the afterglow of the late winter has not yet completely subsided, and the breath is dense into a light white mist in the air. "Ah," Fulan shouted, and he couldn't help shaking his fist excitedly. Not far away, on the street, the cleaning workers who were busy cleaning up the scale and fallen branches looked at him inexplicably. In the evening, the sunset is trying to resist the attack of the night, shining with brilliant brilliance. The moon is quietly emerging from behind the clouds. The dividing line between day and night is clearly shown in the sky. Fulan felt that everything in front of him was so beautiful. Spring has indeed come, as if one night, the cold wind has become warm, the rigid branches of roadside trees are dotted by the green of stars, and pedestrians take off their bloated coats, looking more energetic. The urban area of Fedu is bustling. The garbage accumulated in winter was cleaned a few days ago, the road was clean and bright, and the shop window was pasted with jubilant red posters. The merchants shouted hard, and all kinds of rare things were placed on the counter. The tea just arrived at the beginning of spring, the three whisker eel salvaged from the deep sea, and the colorful glass utensils were dazzling. Of course, the best sellers are still colored balls, funny masks and other celebration supplies. No matter rich or poor, everyone is looking forward to the arrival of the carnival in the new year. A large number of circuses, vagrant poets and itinerant dance troupes came together, and a long line came into the city with luggage in front of the gate of Fedu. The charming dancer put his head out of the window of the carriage and blew kisses at the passing men, and the colorful bell hanging on the raised snow-white arm made a clear sound. "Remember to patronize the goblin Dance Troupe, be obedient, and I'll leave a place for you in the tent at that time." wearing tights, let the girls with plump bodies show no doubt, flying their eyes, and put the leaflet with beautiful patterns and the name of the dance troupe into the man's arms, and then stroked it provocatively. The circus deliberately pulled the canvas out of the cage of the beast, and the fierce and strong wild animals circled back and forth in the cage. From time to time, they shouted impatiently at the crowd, causing curious people, especially children's screams. The independent vagrant poets, of course, don't have such a big show. They wear gorgeous and strange clothes and walk calmly. Only when they see the beautiful noble lady, they stop to play a few sounds and put on a melancholy and unrestrained attitude. The girl of Fedu, blushing, secretly follows her favorite poet, wants to know which hotel he lives in and exchange information about the new beautiful man. There is no fear, crazy and happy carnival for seven days. The time that Fedu people most expect every year is coming. However, for Liuying street and pubs with small rooms, carnival is not a good day. Their business will be sluggish, and they would rather lose money early in the week. Those dancers who are performing don't mind that after the performance, they will bring the audience who can afford to pay to their own tent for an additional performance. Of course, the more the extra income is, the better. The uniform temptation of dance clothes and the graceful posture formed by long-term practice of singing and dancing, the natural temptation is much greater. So when you see a young girl with heavy make-up on the street, you can estimate her identity by raising her middle finger in front of the floats of the tour Dance Troupe. "Fedu is our territory, and all the miscellaneous should go to hell." the local warbler enemies curse together. "Fedu is our territory, and all the miscellaneous things should go to hell." Baron Camillo, the grand prosecutor of the first noble court, threw a thick pile of files on the table and said with a sharp voice that the bold and unconstrained voice made the delicate glass ashtray on the table hum. Five lucky people who had just been recommended by the lower court listened respectfully to the instructions from their superiors. In the luxurious office, the top six layer Carved Mahogany Bookcase is full of law books. The highest level of the bookcase can only be reached by stepping on the low stool. If you search carefully, even the precious original copies of famous books such as "on the source of law" and "theology and law research" can be found. The owner of it is obviously not a scholar with gold rimmed glasses and elegant temperament. The prosecutor is fat and short. His gray and mottled hair forms a huge vortex like the Mediterranean. His bald head is bright like a mirror and can be learned. He speaks rudely like an uncivilized man. But if you look down on his words in court, you will suffer a big loss. As long as you are caught with a little flaw, the prosecutor is like a mountain pig who has found food, spraying a fanatical breath, rough and carefully holding on to it until it is completely swallowed. "I know who you are. Er, I heard some trivial small cases in the small court. I thought I had the know-how, and cocked up my tail with pride. I wanted to stay here for a while, and then put on the official prosecutor's badge and go back to the small court to continue to play the legal game that is not practical." Camillo took out the snuff box in his pocket, put a large black brown tobacco on the end of his nose and smelt it, and then pointed to the file on the table and said, "villains, scum, all the miscellaneous things in the world can be found in it. They hide their evil deeds and try to walk out of the prison. Find any clues and send them to hell. This is your task in three months, and it's also the prop I use to kick the laggards out of the first court." It was not until the thick Phnom Penh gate was quietly closed that Fulan was relieved. He was holding the assigned files and looking at his peers and competitors. Every one is an elite who has been baptised in real combat, especially the only girl. It is a girl who looks stubborn and proud, with short hair like a man, and wears a jacket similar to men's clothes. From time to time, the eyebrows show pride, not particularly beautiful, but the intellectual streamer in her eyes makes her unique charm. Fulan noticed that she was wearing a small Lancaster Brooch under the long tie made of her expensive light yellow silk scarf. "Let's get to know each other, I'm Al Dunavan." the one who reached out was a young man with elegant voice and manner, but he was a bit flashy with too many accessories on his clothes. "Du Nawen? The name is very familiar." another trainee prosecutor said with some doubts, "Oh, the District Court chief is also called donawan. This is a family with a famous reputation in the judicial field of Fedu." "Oh, thank you for your praise. He is my father." El cried out, "of course, please believe that I am not blessed by my family here, but by my ability." The prosecutors were amused by the modest words and held hands friendly to each other. Only the girl, hesitated, put out her hands with white silk gloves symbolically, and immediately took them back. "I'm Peggy, a first-class student of Huangdu law school." the girl said proudly, and then she disdained to raise her eyebrows. "I like to win, whether it's on the court against prisoners or among a group of students." "Oh, beautiful lady, is this a declaration of war?" El bowed slightly, "it would damage my reputation to let the lady cry." Peggy shrugged, reached out her thumb, pointed down, and left without saying a word. "It's really interesting girl, but the court is not suitable for women. Their inexplicable sensibility always ruins things." El continued with a smile, "since you're going to be in the same boat for three months, why don't you get together to discuss and arrange tasks, criminal law, commercial law, aristocratic law, who are all handy, and not so familiar with the judicial field." Elton stopped and looked at Fulan, "as for this one, you must know that famous homicide case that makes the prosecutors of the first court headache. It's a very crafty ruling. But when someone helps you, it will make some things more simple. Who knows what's in it?" he waved the file in his hand, "what's weird? One's wisdom is not equal to the collective decision of the elite." "It's not just now. In the future, when you work hard towards the position of the prosecutor or the chief judge, our friendship will also make the way to promotion more convenient. In an inappropriate way, even if it's a sailor at the dock, you can't even point to the salary in your pocket." It's really an orator. Looking at the eloquent El, Fulan thought, and Fulan was not surprised at the meaning of alliance in his words. There are small circles in any profession, and it's better to have allies than enemies. The other two interns from the second class court agreed and nodded. When the rookie just promoted from the local small court stood in the luxurious and splendid trial hall, it was inevitable that he would yearn for someone to share his inner fear. Eyre happily hugged them, and then reached out to Fulan, "are you with me?" Hesitated for a moment, Fulan said, "in the Art Salon of Rose Square, some paintings are worth thousands of gold. The rich often rush to show their taste as if who gets it; while others are still exquisite, but the price is only a few mysteries. Why? Because the former is the cry of the real master's soul, and the latter is the art workshop that invites a few down and out painters, you paint me, and the assembly line is a daily mass production of several pieces." "Art is not determined by the number of people." Fulan said when he left, "in my eyes, law is also an art." Through the long corridor covered with good brown carpet, in the vestibule, Fulan met Peggy, who was sitting on the platform of the fountain and playing with the ornamental fish in the pool with her fingers. Those colorful freshwater fish are rare in Fedu near the sea. They are fat and strong. They are not afraid of human approaching. They follow their fingers up and down to find out whether the white and thin things are food. Occasionally, the fish splashed out of the water and splashed Paige's forehead on the temples. The girl, who was still serious just now, giggled. The sunshine slants, and when you look far away, the water surface spreads golden ripples. The golden yellow spreads to the girl, just like a layer of gorgeous armor. It seems to Fulan that the dream scene that only exists in Sonnets or oil paintings goes out of the text, leaves the frame, and appears in reality vividly and vividly. Maybe feeling Fulan's eyes, Peggy restrained her smile and looked sideways. In winter, she returned to the girl's face. She straightened up and walked forcefully to Fulan. She said arrogantly, "there are still intelligent people. I thought that you four poor eggs would be like refugees in distress, closely clasping together, hoping for that weak temperature to resist the cold at night." "He doesn't have the courage to face challenges alone. He places his hopes on an unstable alliance. Such a person can't point to great achievements." The girl's tongue is like a rose's barb. After a vicious evaluation, she reached out to Fulan. "This is an official introduction. I'm Peggy Don Reinschmann. I hope you're a good opponent, otherwise three months would be too boring." Reinschmann? Fulan finally realized the meaning of the Lancaster brooch. This is known as the famous door of the famous family, the famous family of the famous family, and the family emblem of the Reinschmann family with the title of the head of the nobility. "The blooming of Lancaster will never end". In the upper circles of the imperial city of tanting, such sentences often appear on the lips of the nobility with the breath of envy or envy. After saying goodbye to Peggy with a not so typical noble etiquette, Fulan shrugged. Whether it's a famous family or a Lancaster, it's nothing to do with him. As long as he passes the assessment period and gets a satisfactory salary, Fulan will be satisfied. He was not in the mood to play a naive competitor game with a young lady. Rather than think about these, it's better to think about how to deal with the gift that Anmei presented again tonight to celebrate her first report. The little wild cat secretly revealed that she just bought a new underwear, which is still the most popular thing at present. It's from the Far East. It's called a belly bag. "I can definitely come four times in the evening." on the way back, Fulan is full of expectations to encourage himself.