Mao's death has been a headless case from the beginning. Over the years, it has become the object of concern to many people. Not only the police have been solving it, but we, Pang Mao's friends during our lifetime, have never given up investigating the truth, but we cannot find the result at all.

Now, Coolidge's conjecture really shocked me. For nothing else, if Pang Mao's death was really done by Roosevelt's group, the nature of the whole thing would have completely changed. In that case, Pang Mao's death was not an accident, but a real political murder. Such a result would have a fatal effect whether it fell on me or Roosevelt's group.

From the current situation, if this matter was really done by Roosevelt and his group of people, it would be very unfavorable to me. This is called shackles. If Pang Mao’s death comes from them, they will definitely know the detailed details. If the shackles me like this, a lot of detailed evidence will definitely be produced, and these evidences will obviously make me fall into a disadvantageous situation.

"Calvin, this matter is quite a bit serious. If it were them, we should pay more attention." I took a sip of cigarette.

"Don't worry, I've prepared for this. The most difficult thing now is not this, but you have to pass this first level. Today's review is very important. We don't know what kind of evidence they will have, and we don't know what kind of conspiracy and tricks the other party will have. This trial is live broadcast nationwide. You can't make any mistakes. As long as there is a little bit, we will be dead." Coolidge patted my shoulder, his voice trembling.

I naturally know what he said.

"But don't worry, we are not vegetarians here. Not to mention anything else, our lawyer team alone is almost the most famous first-class lawyer in the country. In addition, I am in charge, there should be no problems. In the court, Antonio Connor is the chief officer. With him in charge, at least the other party will not take any advantage. Next, it depends on God." Coolidge looked outside and whispered: "Take a step back. Even if we fail this time, we have the last move."

"What?" I laughed at Coolidge's mysterious appearance.

"The court has decided that after today's trial, you will leave it to the Investigation Bureau's guard. I have said hello to Edgar Hoover before. If we lose in the end, we will not let those bitches raise the ones who attack you. Then you will be missing." Coolidge squeezed his eyes.

"Missing?" I became confused.

"Yes. Missing. And it's the kind of person who can't find someone else." Coolidge sneered twice and said, "Didn't you always want to live a quiet life? This is an opportunity."

The old guy teased me without leaving any effort. It made me feel warm.

"There is nothing else going on in Calvin and Hollywood during this period, right?" I asked.

"Some are, but some are not considered a big deal." Coolidge sat down and talked happily.

After I disappeared, Hollywood stopped shooting almost everything, and specially organized people to support me. During this period, a few things cast some shadows on Hollywood.

"According to the local news, our major alliance seems to be a little unstable now. A few days ago, someone saw Alben Barkley appear in the Thunderbolt Film Company. According to our internal information, Alben Barkley asked Carrey Rockefeller to ask Rockefeller to join their side. The Morgan Consortium would offer a high price to acquire Thunderbolt Hua and then launch a counterattack against us. In addition to huge interests, they also raised threats. That is, if Carrey Rockefeller does not agree. Then a series of non-US investigation committees, broadcasting and film bureaus and other local institutions will cause trouble for them."

"Albenkley also said that now the spiritual pillar of Hollywood fell into their hands, and he said that Andre Corleon fell and Hollywood was over.

Only by seeking in their favor can we have the power to survive and develop.”

Coolidge shook his head when he talked about these things.

"How did Carrekefeller react?" I asked.

"There is no reaction yet. But Andre, I think things are a little bad. All signs indicate that Carey Rockefeller's thoughts have been loose this time. Think about it, this situation can be seen with the pros and cons for Lei Dianhua. You also know that Carey Rockefeller is a person without any principles. In order to survive Lei Dianhua, this guy has a great chance of surrendering in the end."

"If Lei Dinghua surrenders to the enemy, there may be a domino effect." I frowned.

"It has appeared." Coolidge's next sentence made my heart thrill.

"There is a similar situation in Columbia Films, and the 20th Gion Fox Films also appeared, Andre, there is another company you can't think of." Coolidge's tone was filled with a hint of painful disappointment.

"Which?" There are only a few movie companies left in Hollywood. Besides these companies, I will be surprised if there are any problems with the rest of the land.

"Warner Brothers." After Coolidge said the answer, I jumped up.

To be honest, if he said New Line Film Company or other companies, I believe it, but there was a problem with Warner, obviously I couldn't expect it. Sam Warner is a guy with ten rough people,

We are always standing on our side, how could there be a problem this time?

"It is said that Albourne Barkley and McCarthy met Samner alone, and the two sides had a detailed discussion. We cannot know all the content, but we know that McCarthy and Albourne have thrown great sweetness. If Samner agrees to cooperate with them, then if Roosevelt and others move you down this time, the biggest benefit will be them. The current situation is not good for us, so it is not surprising that Samner is moved." Coolidge shook: "Andre, don't think too much about such things, just leave it to us. What you have to do now is to concentrate on dealing with this trial. As long as we pass this level, all these unfavorable things will be passed."

We talked in detail in the room. After learning the whole story, my heart was bright, but at the same time, I felt deeply worried.

More than two hours later, the court police knocked on the door outside and told us that the time was up.

I looked at the watch, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

The two of us stood up, looked at each other, and then walked out firmly. In the court outside, everything was ready, full of seats, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

I got into the dock and saw Anthony Connor ringing the hammer in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the court is officially opened now. This is the first trial of the Mayor Pang Mao case. I hope that all parties will recognize the importance of this case in the future. I do not want to see anything unfair. Of course, I do not want to see anyone defiant of the authority of the court, no matter who he is!"

Anthony Conner had a serious face and sat high above the court like a god.

Next, the trial officially begins.

Joseph first began the statement: "Dear judge, respected jury. A few months ago, Los Angeles gave birth to something that everyone knew, that is, a prisoner named Benjamin and Mayor Barkley were mixed together. At the beginning, we all suspected that Mayor Barkley had done bad things, but after our investigation, it was basically clear that this was a complete false accusation and frame-up. As a killer, Benjamin did nothing with Mayor Barkley, but with the person standing in the court now, that is Andre Corleon!"

Joseph pointed at me and shouted loudly.

"Oppose! Lord Judge! We oppose! The other party must present evidence, otherwise, this is a slander!" Coolidge suddenly became angry.

"That's it! Take evidence! Take evidence!"

"It seems like he talks nonsense without evidence!"

...

The court suddenly became crowded with people and the situation was about to get out of control.

"Joseph, you have to come up with evidence." Anthony Conner knocked the hammer and signaled the people in the court to keep quiet.

"Sir Judge, we naturally have evidence!" Joseph seemed to have expected such a situation, sneered twice, and waved his hand.

Everyone's eyes turned to a side door next to the court, and a court policeman walked out of the side door, holding a tray in his hand. The things inside the tray aroused everyone's curiosity.

After seeing the thing on the tray, my heart couldn't help but thrust.

That thing is not big, it looks like a book, but I am very familiar with it because I have seen similar things.

That is a diary! To be precise, it is a half diary! Benjamin's half diary.

Unexpectedly, this thing really fell into their hands!

Looking at the half diary, not only did my eyes get angry, but even Coolidge and others were a little nervous. The other version of the diary was in our hands, and we were clear about the contents of the diary. Benjamin recorded the entire process of his forced death and was forced to kill someone. This matter was not recorded in the half diary in our hands, and it was difficult to guarantee that it would not appear in the half diary.

"Mr. Judge, honorable jury. This is a diary, to be precise, a half diary. Maybe you have to ask, where and who this half diary comes from. What I want to tell you is that it belongs to Benjamin. The prisoner has the habit of keeping a diary. God's will, formally, allows us to find out the truth of the matter." Joseph: holding the diary in his hand, full of pride.

"Before introducing the specific content of this diary, let me tell you about the process we got." Josephnay nodded to the people around him, an assistant walked over and turned on the projector. The projector projected the photos.

These photos show a messy room, inside which is the body of a woman.

"Benjamin has the habit of keeping diaries. The contents recorded in these diaries are some things he did at the beginning. He seemed to have expected that he would have bad results, so he handled the diary and handed it over to his sister."

"After we got the information, we immediately contacted Benjamin's sister. We not only got this important diary, but also to protect her. But unfortunately, when we arrived, we saw such a scene! A scene that made people point out! Someone arrived before us and killed this poor woman. It seems that after the other party learned the news, he rushed to us and took action! And I want to tell everyone

Except for a very few people in the Los Angeles court area, the leadership of the bureau is known.”

After Joseph finished speaking, he deliberately turned his head and looked at his second brother sitting on the auditorium next to him.

Now, a riot suddenly came to the court. Everyone knew the relationship between my second brother and I and DreamWorks. Joseph, a bitch, actually played this trick, and suddenly made the public think that the second brother must have revealed the news about this matter and sent someone to DreamWorks DreamWorks to do it.

Looking at the bloody scenes on the screen and the poor woman lying in a pool of blood, many people looked serious, and their eyes were different when they looked at DreamWorks.

When I saw the DreamWorks seat, Gans wanted to stand up angrily, but was pulled by Yassel.

I understand what this guy Gans is thinking. He knows the whole story. It is obvious that when the second brother took someone to search, he was taken first, but now he was beaten by Joseph, and no one can take his breath. But if Gans stands up and tells this, it will obviously fall into Joseph: their conspiracy and tricks make the people feel that we can do this.

"So cunning!" I closed my eyes angrily.

"Ladies and gentlemen, God is favored by them. Those people did not succeed completely. They just took half of the diary, and the remaining half fell into our hands. Today, the contents in these half of the diary can finally be made public." Joseph Nye roared, full of temptation.

"Sir, we have something to say." Coolidge raised his hand.

Antonio Conner nodded, signaling Coolidge to come out to refute.

"Judge, respected jury. First of all, I have a doubt, that is, Benjamin himself is dead now, and there is no evidence of death. Who can be sure that this half of the diary is his diary? Who can prove that this diary is not fake?" Coolidge's words made the court a noisy vegetable market again.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Anthony Conner turned to look at Joseph and said seriously: "Joseph, you must present evidence from Benjamin."

"Sir, this is naturally, please see!" Under Joseph's sign, a court policeman presented a document bag with some handwritten papers.

"These documents are Benjamin's confession. We can verify the handwriting in the diary in court to know whether the diary is true or false." Joseph sneered, obviously, he thought of all these in advance.

In front of everyone, a group of handwriting was firmly selected and specially invited to appraise the spot. The result of the appraisal was that the self in the diary and the self in the confession came from the same person.

This also proves that the local diary belongs to Benjamin himself.

"Calvin, do you have any other questions?" Anthony Connor's face showed some disappointment.

"Judge, we didn't have any questions, but coincidentally, we also have something to display." Coolidge laughed loudly. After winning Anthony Connor's approval, another court police officer also held a tray. When the white cloth on the tray was lifted, the whole court suddenly made a collective surprise!

"God, that seems to be a diary!"

"Yes! It seems like half a book is also!"

“Even the cover is the same!”

...

The public was talking, and Anthony Conner signaled Coolidge to explain what was going on.

"Judge, Joseph just explained the origin of their half diary. I think it is necessary for us to tell us how our half diary was obtained. Please come up with witnesses." Coolidge sneered a few times, and walked in from the entrance of the court, more than a dozen police officers, and each of these police officers had a low position.

After one by one, Coolidge asked the group to start making statements.

"That night we learned the director's order and took people to the Los Angeles Pier. When we arrived at the site, we saw the messy room, and the woman we were looking for had been killed. After searching the room, we only got half a diary."

"Sir Judge, the woman we meet is this woman."

...

More than a dozen police officers collectively verified, and what's more amazing is that Coolidge also asked someone to show the photos, and the scene in the photos was almost exactly the same as Joseph asked someone to show them.

The court was completely in chaos now.

The same words are all half a diary. Whose words are true?

But what is certain is that both parties are talking about the same thing, but they both say they arrive first, which at least means that one of them is saying falsehood!

Things are getting more and more interesting.

I have a cold, I have a fever. I hope it is not an influenza.
Chapter completed!