Wine and Gun

"Let's put it this way, where he works, there are many colleagues who accidentally put themselves in prisons in various countries, so they need a lot of defense lawyers to get their people out of prison." A pleasant The voice cut in, and a man in casual clothes deftly pulled a chair to their table and sat down beside Amarette.

Emma looked at the man's face in shock: brown, curly hair, a smiling face, and those familiar green eyes-although Emma had already prepared a lot for this meeting, but She still nearly overturned the table. She stared at the man, hissing his name from between her teeth: "Doctor Bucks—"

Albarino Bacchus looked at her with a smile and greeted with a smile: "Hi."

Not only that, but Emma clearly saw a silver trinket on a chain, dangling out of his neck at this very moment; it clearly looked like a ring, and absolutely The one on Mr. Wright's ring finger is identical.

At this moment, many thoughts passed through Emma's mind. Why is Dr. Bacchus alive? So, was the news that Bacchus was dead at that time false? Does this ring mean a marriage? If so, that means—

"...Are you an accomplice of the Westland pianist?" Emma finally squeezed out a sentence.

Dr. Bucks continued to maintain that smiling expression, and even his voice sounded so gentle: "I am the Sunday gardener."

This time Emma really almost threw the coffee cup out. She hurriedly steadied the cup with its shaking pages, and then saw Armalite hit Doctor Bacchus with her elbow. Armalite's voice still sounded cold. No matter how you listen to it, there is a kind of disgust: "Didn't you say you were taking pictures?"

"The filming is over, and I also want to see your recruitment site." Dr. Bucks said in an innocent tone, obviously, like Mr. Armalite, he did not realize that he had just admitted that he was a murderer. Or for both of them, admitting to being a murderer might not even matter at all.

"Don't interrupt." Amarette said to him grimly, then turned to Emma again, slightly slowing her tone when she spoke, "Albariño exaggerated a bit, but it's basically like this. First of all Yes, I still need an assistant, so if you take the job, the first job might be to help me bring in a new assistant—of course, it's not your job, because I know you want to take cases on your own."

In fact, Emma is still in the confusion of "Doctor Bacchus turned out to be a Sunday gardener" and "Why on earth does Mr. Suddenly he asked, "Can I handle the case independently?"

"Yes," Amalek nodded, "when my new assistant can work independently, you can move to the next department to work, and they have a lot of work there that is similar to what you did at A\u0026H law firm. To do, which is to defend someone who is about to face jail time. As far as I know, there are a lot of cases in that department… quite challenging.”

Dr. Bacchus added with a smile: "I can guess your concerns. In short, you don't need to worry about being implicated by working with a fugitive, and you won't be out of the spotlight for working with someone with a criminal record. I I heard that at least part of their lawyering work is completely legal, the part that saves people from jail."

"So there's no problem with legality." Emma nodded cautiously, and then she asked cautiously: "So, is the place of work in France? Or...?"

"In Hoxton." Amalette said crisply.

Hoxton, in a sense, Emma suddenly realized - Hoxton Kingdom, one of the most rampant places in the entire European gangs, if there is a person in such a country who is willing to hire a serial killer to do the law Consultants, it doesn't seem surprising; it makes sense in a country like this if someone needs to get out of jail with the help of a lawyer.

And this, she had to admit, sounded quite attractive.

Emma didn't notice that she had bit her lower lip at all, she could only feel her heart pounding - would Amalette really offer her such a job? Even the job content is similar to what she had done before? Most people would think that being a gangster lawyer or defending criminals is a crime, but she has to admit that it was the most challenging job she had ever done, and she already knew the fun of it.

Still engaged in related work and left the United States, but still within the system of the law of the sea... She thought that if she accepted the related work, she would have to supplement her knowledge of the civil law system. The question is, is the kind of work the other party said really exists?

Albarino Bacchus seemed to have been observing her expression, and then he suddenly said in a rather pleasant tone: "I heard Herstal talk about you before... I'm curious, your education is quite good. , why do you have to work in Westland? In fact, you can get a very good job after leaving Westland, and you don’t have to be troubled by those rumors, why don’t you do that?”

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