Wine and Gun

Chapter 317

Because Herstal Amalet was sitting across from them, with a bit of obsessive-compulsive stubbornness as usual, he reached out and tidied up his cuffs. Then he looked up, and the blue corners of his eyes were like a mirror reflecting the empty sky.

"We can start," he said coldly.

- Two hours ago.

People like Herstal would never celebrate such a boring April Fool's Day, and in fact he simply doesn't understand why someone would invent a festival that focuses on tricking others into growing spaghetti on trees. This moment was the only moment he really hoped that someone in this solemn and rigid law firm would actually celebrate April Fools' Day.

He hoped it was an April Fool's joke, but it wasn't.

"What," he said to Holmes in that flat tone, "please say it again."

And the other party looked at him with pity, "Did you not sleep well?" To a certain extent, Holmes' guess about him was indeed correct. Anyone who knew Herstal would be able to Judging from his gloomy face that was about to drip, the dark skin under his eyes, and the bloodshot eyes, it was obvious that this person's sleep quality was not good.

However, as a person who has jointly run a law firm with the other party and has worked together for six years, Mr. Holmes should know that at this time, he should not be embarrassed by others and arrange for the other party to do things that he obviously does not agree with. .

Generally true, but Mr. Holmes is a man who has worked with psychopaths for six years and doesn't know a thing, and he's even sued that one or two of his employers have been exonerated by Westland pianists. He didn't think much about the murder, so of course he unknowingly repeated the absurd words that came out of his own mouth.

"A gentleman hired us to exonerate him and offered to pay handsomely for the job," Holmes explained. "His name is Kaba Stryder—I don't know if you still have anything to do with this man. The impression is that he ran a club for the late newspaper tycoon Philip Thompson, and every year the Thompson foundation broadcasts a large sum of money to the club."

Herstal looked back with a frosty face. His expression could make his secretary, Emma, ​​have weak legs, but it was obviously of no use to the neurotic Holmes-Herstal chose to cooperate with this person at the beginning. To run a lawyer is to consider that the other party's heart is big enough and the downline is low enough, so that he won't even find that his partner's occasional leave day coincides with Westland's pianist's murder day, but now, for the first time, he Start questioning your own decisions.

"And as you say," Herstal said staunchly, "this gentleman is now accused of kidnapping and imprisoning children, forcing minors to sell yín—maybe he himself is a little boy and a girl, and he Was even in the same building where the victim was imprisoned when he was arrested. It's not an easy case, Holmes."

Holmes was completely unaware of his old friend's strange mood, and even asked jokingly, "Are you feeling intimidated this time?"

"The case seems to be done right now," Herstal said. "And I don't understand why he contacted our firm. If he was funded by Thompson's foundation, he should have contacted Thompson's foundation's lawyers."

In fact, Herstal knew the answer: Slade would contact A\u0026H Law Firm solely because Herstal was in the firm. Maybe those people at the Thompson Foundation don't know what this club is, or where the money they allocate every year in accordance with the will of the late old Thompson ends up being used.

Although the lawyers of the Thompson Foundation should help Slade clean up the mess by now, Slade apparently still thinks Herstal is a better choice - this gentleman also joined that club, and also Enjoyed the hidden happiness in the Sequoia Manor. They are now accomplices. If the lawyer doesn't want his scandal to be shaken out, he'd better stand on the same front as him.

For Slade, of course, this is a very simple truth.

And of course Holmes didn't know anything about the twists and turns in the matter. He patted Herstal on the shoulder happily and said, "Exactly! He obviously has a whole team of lawyers to choose from, but In the end, we chose us! I understand what your concerns are about this case, but I think this is a good opportunity: the more you defend such a case that attracts public attention and is very difficult, the more you can increase the reputation of the law firm , maybe we'll go down in history like the Simpson lawyers!"

You wouldn't use the word "history" to describe the Simpson team, but Holmes was certainly not an average person. He was the kind of person who relished any stare he received, whether or not those looking at him cursed him. A morally corrupt person. Herstal understood what he meant, and of course people who stayed out of the matter would think it was unreasonable to defend the demon, but when they were going to be imprisoned themselves, they were naturally willing to choose those guys who even had the ability to get the demon out of the cage.

But this time is different.

Hestal was silent for two seconds, and he covered all his emotions with a tightly fitted icy mask, like a silent stone statue. Then, he simply said, "I don't want to take this case."

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