Chapter 392: Killing! Sure enough, it was intentional (proud face)!

"Edward, let's go."

Although the defense lawyer was surprised at why Ben Stone mentioned two and a half years instead of the one-year internship period as an intern, after thinking about it, he only thought that Ben Stone was doing it to achieve ten times the effect, so he stopped talking.

After thinking too much, I glanced at my client and saw that he couldn't accept it at all, so I pulled the angry but frightened client away.

"We definitely won this time!"

The African-American prosecutor's assistant laughed.

"yes."

Ben Stone sighed: "Detective Chuck really deserves his reputation!"

"Or it should be said that we didn't work hard enough."

The African-American prosecutor shook his head: "This logic is actually very simple, but we didn't think of it, and he naturally used it in the mock court last night."

"It doesn't matter, he is on our side."

Ben Stone smiled.

"Are you really not doing any business at all?"

The African-American prosecutor asked: "The defense lawyer is right. Although he will definitely lose this trial, he can appeal later. I don't know how long it will take and how much judicial resources will be consumed."

"Don't do it."

Ben Stone shook his head: "That's not what I meant. What Dr. Wolfe said is right. Now we need to set a new example, and this case is very suitable and can have a great deterrent effect. For this, more judicial efforts must be made."

The resources are also appropriate.”

Speaking of this, he laughed at himself: "And we can't always be said that our prosecutors only make deals with mud and let criminals who should be convicted and sentenced one after another escape from our hands, right?"

"Judicial resources are limited, but the number of criminals in the United States is nearly unlimited."

The African-American prosecutor said with a heavy face: "We are just prosecutors, so what can we do?"

"Don't think too much! Just do our best."

Ben Stone glanced at his assistant, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

He knew that his assistants were probably thinking about their past. How difficult it would be to grow up and become a prosecutor because of their skin color.

The assistant witnessed the booming development of the prison service industry in the United States with his own eyes, and one after another was listed on the Nasdaq.

And their African ethnic group provides the most solid foundation for this service industry, with endless prisoners.

For example, in the community where he came from, 30% have joined gangs since childhood, and 90% have joined gangs as teenagers, and many of them have been in and out of prison.

Although the number of African Americans does not exceed 100 million, the number of times a person is in and out of prison can double and triple in his lifetime.

After lunch break.

The court will reconvene in the afternoon.

"Doctor, has Dr. Oster discussed his drinking with you?"

Executive Assistant Prosecutor Ben Stone stepped up his game and directly summoned Edward Auster's friend, who was also his doctor.

"Anything I say to Dr. Oster is protected by the doctor-patient confidentiality agreement."

Edward Auster's friends immediately offered up professional turtle shells.

"But beyond the relationship between doctor and patient, you are still friends, right?"

Ben Stone asked.

"right."

Edward Auster's friends don't deny it.

"Where did you have lunch on January 7th?"

Ben Stone asked: "Your office?"

“No, Four Seasons!”

Edward Auster's friend told the truth.

"Did you examine Dr. Edward Auster at the hotel?"

Ben Stone asked.

"No."

Edward Auster's friend suddenly hesitated.

"You didn't charge him for medical treatment?"

Ben Stone walked up to the witness stand and looked him in the eye.

"No, but..."

Edward Auster suddenly became nervous.

The brothers still settled the accounts openly.

He was indeed Edward Auster's friend, but he was also his doctor. As a doctor, he had to charge money to treat patients and examine their bodies, and it was not cheap.

This was all done by check, which could be easily verified, so he didn't dare to deny that he didn't have the money, but he didn't want to directly say anything detrimental to his friend.

"This is the cost of a lunch between friends."

Ben Stone gave him a straight step down.

"right!"

Edward Auster's friend immediately came down the steps.

"So this was a lunch conversation between friends, not subject to the doctor-patient confidentiality agreement?"

Ben Stone finally revealed his true purpose.

"..."

Edward Auster's friend was stunned for a while. What else could he do but agree?

He has already testified under oath in court. If he is caught committing perjury and prosecuted by the prosecutor, he will spend several years in prison.

And now the prosecutor's meaning is obvious. Listen to me, it's a lunch between your friends. Telling what you know will not affect the doctor-patient confidentiality agreement.

If you don't listen, then don't blame me for catching you committing perjury.

A dead Taoist friend or a dead Taoist?

It’s your choice!

"Did you say anything during lunch that made him particularly emotional?"

Ben Stone already got what he wanted from his eyes and asked directly.

"I told him that if he doesn't stop drinking, he won't survive five years!"

Edward Auster's friend lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and told the truth.

There was an uproar at the court hearing.

"Yes, this is a normal reaction!"

In the audience, Detective Amy Santiago heard this reaction and whispered.

In the morning, it was clear that Edward Auster went to an alcohol rehab center and even stayed for 6 days to participate in treatment. However, the defense lawyer insisted that Edward Auster did not clearly say "I am recovering from addiction" and also said

The words "I'm not here to quit drinking" actually made the jury and the audience roar in agreement.

It was simply incomprehensible to her as a normal person.

This is considered normal now!

A person who is a doctor himself goes to alcohol rehab. How can he know whether he is an alcoholic?

All right!

You are deceiving yourself and others, and there is nothing you can do about it.

But you go to your own doctor for a physical examination and are told that if you don't stop drinking, you won't live for 5 years. In this case, do you still have to say that you didn't know you were addicted to alcohol?

And since you know that you are addicted to alcohol and you continue to drink alcohol before going to the ward for treatment, how dare you say that you didn't do it on purpose?

It's now like this, why can't you say that sentence proudly?

I did it on purpose! (Proud face)

"Your Honor, the defense wants to call out one of our witnesses!"

The defense lawyer and the defendant whispered a few words, then stood up and applied to the judge.

"allow!"

The judge had no opinion.

"The defense asked Dr. Edward Auster to testify!"
To be continued...