Chicago 1990

Asked Big A for the address of the police station. The two drove over. Dile stopped Song Ya who was about to get off. He pointed to a few cars across the street, and a few gathered around the cars to smoke and chat, hanging around their necks. White man looking at the camera.

"It's coming so fast. The local tabloid reporter has heard the news. You stay here and sit lower." He threw the cap to Song Ya and walked into the police station.

Song Ya put on the peaked cap and lowered the seat.

The tabloid reporters were very alert and kept looking here. During the period, Hayden called the pager several times. Song Ya did not have a mobile phone, so he could only temporarily not answer.

"I don't know why, I always don't like Motorola bricks. Only now I found out that there is no such thing. It is really inconvenient in an emergency." He thought to himself.

Ten minutes later, Dilei went out and got on the car. "The lawyer Pablo invited has already arrived, and the bail process is going, and there will be no results until three in the morning at the earliest."

"I just thought about it. Will Little Lori put the blame on Tony?" Song Ya asked.

Dile started the car, "Tony has made up his mind to commit the crime for Little Lori, what else to push? Anyway, let's go back and consult Goodman first."

The two returned to the A+ record. Hayden had arrived and was chatting with the big A.

"Why don't you answer the call?" Hayden saw Song Ya with a sigh of relief. "There have been tabloids that have figured out the relationship between Tony and you and Little Lori."

"Will there be any impact?" Song Ya saw Da A turn around and wanted to enter the studio, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey! Thank you today."

"It's okay, tired of logging." Big A punched his chest with his fist.

"Uh, you..." Song Ya pointed to his studio, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Hey! Bro... Am I like that kind of person?"

Big A smiled and walked into the studio, closed the door and put on his headphones, "Hey, my listeners, have been waiting, guess what? I just saw a great show, the annual show! It's about two popular singers, wow Wow, wow, it’s wonderful, but please forgive me, I can’t say some details...

"It must have no effect on you. I also said hello to your other co-agent. He will look at the tabloids and will not let them make up things. Also, Goodman is in your office." Hayden Leading Song Ya into the office, Goodman was already waiting inside.

Song Ya briefly introduced the situation. Goodman frowned and said: "Illinois law stipulates that illegal possession of a gun is sentenced to less than five years..."

"Five years!" Song Ya exclaimed.

"Don't worry, you heard that you are finished." Goodman continued: "Generally, it is not judged so seriously in actual operation. Does Tony have a criminal record?"

"It shouldn't." Song Ya still knew Tony.

Goodman said: "That's good. Tony has admitted to the police that the gun belongs to him. He has no license to hold a gun, so he holds a gun illegally. We can only focus on mitigating the penalty. If we encounter a more kind judge It’s not impossible to give a probation. But there are two points. He is a black. According to statistics, the sentence for blacks is generally heavier. Also, there are frequent shootings in Chicago. The sentence for this extraordinary period will also be heavier than usual. ."

"Is it possible for Tony to get rid of the crime of illegally holding a gun?" Song Ya didn't want to pin all hopes on the kindness of the judge.

"Then we have to overturn the previous testimony to the police officer."

Goodman looked at Song Ya with a bit of surprise, "Are you sure you want to do this? If you retract a confession, you will almost certainly be punished severely. And if Tony retracts the confession, who owns the gun? Little Lori's? Is Tony himself willing? Even if he is willing to retract his confession, this kind of betrayal of his brothers will not end well in Nancheng, right?"

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Goodman’s words calmed Song Ya. Tony had committed the crime voluntarily. If he was instigated to reverse his confession, not only would the "good brother" do it for nothing, but the rest would be completely uncontrollable.

"Anyway, you will accompany me to see Tony with Lori's lawyer, and don't let the other party mess with it." He made a decision.

"Yes, I won't let Tony suffer." Goodman assured.

When Goodman left, Song Ya hung up the phone to Michelle again, but after only a few words, he was stopped by the other party, "You are not my client, and our conversation is not subject to the lawyer-client confidentiality privilege Protect, so I can’t talk to you about the case, sorry, APLUS..."

"It's not a case. I'm just as a friend, asking you for some legal knowledge. For example, there is a black man, let's suppose he admits to illegally holding a gun..."

Song Ya changed his way of speaking according to Goodman’s teachings, and Michelle knew everything. His views were similar to Goodman’s. "Give me a suggestion. Be cautious about using racial discrimination as an excuse in cases with conclusive evidence. Light sentences, some judges are disgusted with this."

"Thank you, Dr. Michelle."

In the early morning, Song Ya brought Goodman to the police station under the heavy protection of Hayden, Dile, Al, and Big A.

Little Lori was detained in the police station for so long, and they were so ostentatious in the strip bar. The news had spread long ago, and a large number of reporters had gathered outside the police station.

"APLUS! It's APLUS!" The reporters saw Song Ya, who was wearing a peaked cap and hiding his face behind the collar, embraced him.

"Is the suspect your brother? APLUS!?"

"Talk about your views on this case!"

"Is your brother Lori's companion? APLUS!?"

"Do police officers discriminate in law enforcement?"

Song Ya just bowed his head and hurried, and walked into the door of the police station to suddenly become quiet, "You can't bring so many people in, APLUS!" The police officer who kept order at the door also recognized him.

"I am his lawyer..."

"I'm his agent..."

Goodman and Hayden followed Song Ya into the house, "We are a family..." Big A was stopped mercilessly by the police officer while he was speaking.

"Let's go back and wait." Dilai shouted at Song Ya.

Song Ya turned his head and gave him a thumbs up to indicate to know.

Being led into the waiting hall, Pablo was chatting with a tall fat black man in the corner, and saw Song Ya coming over and beckoning him, "Introduction, this is the famous gold lawyer in Nancheng, Barron, Barron, APLUS. "

"Hey!" Barron smiled and held Song Ya's hand. "Don't worry, kid, we'll be able to save them soon. Pablo will take care of everything."

"But illegally holding a gun..."

"This is a bit troublesome, let's go back and talk when someone comes out." Barron said.

Barron had gone in and talked with the two, so the police department refused Goodman's request to see Tony. Song Ya had no choice but to wait.

This is a square hall. Benches are placed against the wall. Some suspects who have been temporarily detained for misdemeanor crimes are also here. Several black people who didn’t know what they committed were handcuffed to heating pipes. They looked confused, but Some of the drunkards who had been accommodated vomited one by one holding the trash can.

Two night police officers took turns patrolling the hall.

"Stand up." Barron saw Song Ya wandering around the hall and couldn't find a satisfactory seat. He smiled, "There is absolutely no spirit of service here."

At two o'clock, a black police officer brought out Lori and the'silencer'.

"Don't make any response to the reporter when you go out, just follow me and Barron in the car." Pablo went up and warned.

Little Lori lowered his head and agreed faintly.

"Where's Tony? Hey! Where's Tony?" Song Ya didn't see Tony's figure.

"Don't worry, let me ask." Barron looked at the officer.

"The suspect's gun prosecutor thought it might be related to a murder tool, so it was not released on bail." The black police officer replied.

"Hey! This makes no sense at all!" Barron's voice rose up, "You are racial discrimination!"

The black police officer shrugged and didn't bother to talk to him.

Song Ya heard him mention racial discrimination, remembering Michelle's words, his eyelids jumped, and he walked to Barron, "You have been fired."

"What?" Barron looked at him in surprise.

"Calm down! APLUS!" Pablo supported Lori's shoulder, "Shall we go back and discuss it first?"

Song Ya looked back at him and Lori, who bowed his head and kept silent, "I am Tony's brother, and I want to change Tony's lawyer." He said to the police officer, "My lawyer Goodman will act for him. he."

Goodman stepped forward and introduced himself.

The police officer replied: "Well, I'll go and ask for instructions."