Chapter 337: Shiraishi Nagimitsu's battle, the cooperation of the beautiful woman of justice
Miura Masami strolled to the front of the court from the internal personnel entrance of the side door.
The court session has not yet begun.
The front door was not open.
Inside the court.
The clerk was sitting at the desk sorting out documents. When he saw Masami Miura come in, he stood up and saluted.
To Miura Masami's surprise, Hojo Sakura had arrived at the court early.
Her hair was tied up and she wore light makeup.
Sitting in the prosecutor's seat.
Earrings and necklaces are all there.
He was still wearing a suit with a prosecutor's nameplate on his chest.
Seeing Miura Masami coming, Hojo Sakurana smiled at her.
Can you still laugh? Miura Masami felt a surge of anger in his heart.
Did this woman, whom he had known since college, really want to see him die in the mud? Wasn't she worried about her own fate?
Why do we have to be so pedantic and stick to the so-called procedural justice?
She is guarding her self-righteous legal knowledge?
Then we just watched the criminals being released and going unpunished.
It's just selfish after all. Miura Masami sneered in his heart and looked away.
Without saying a word.
No smile returned.
It would be a lie to say I didn't hate her.
I have been waiting for the countdown and I don’t have the energy to respond to anything.
Masami Miura sat in the court in a daze, not wanting to look at Hojo Sakura anymore.
What she didn't know was that Hojo Sakura also didn't sleep all night.
After rejecting Masami Miura's request, the prosecutor locked himself in the studio.
She took off her white dress and was left wearing only a black lace bra and a black thong.
Throw paint and charcoal without restraint.
After finishing several large sketch papers.
He drew the tattoo draft on his body over and over again in front of the mirror.
The tip of the charcoal pencil scratched her skin, causing waves of stinging pain.
If possible.
She even wished that the tattoo needle would be placed on her body and her fair body would be covered with tattoos based on these sketches.
Use physical pain to ease the pain in her heart.
This is her way of venting.
After a long time.
Hojo Sakura went back into the bathroom.
Under the shower.
Watch the clear water take away the blackness on your skin.
The black paint spread in the water like smoke.
Flowing into the sewer.
After cleaning thoroughly.
She was wrapped in a white bath towel and lying in the rocking chair.
Staring blankly at the dim lights in the room.
Was it right or wrong for me to do this? Who could answer this question? It was not until the early morning that Hojo Sakura fell into a light nap.
Soon after, I was awakened by the morning light.
Unable to fall asleep anymore, she was in a daze for a while, then she got dressed, washed up, and went to the court.
Ding ding ding!!
The court clock struck the hour.
Miura Masami's unfocused eyes were revitalized.
She regained her professional demeanor and banged the gavel: "Court in session!!"
The bailiff opened the main door, and then several bailiffs escorted Governor Miura in.
"Dear sister, maybe I can come to see you tonight." Governor Miura walked in with a smile, still wearing handcuffs and shackles.
He paused slightly, raised his hands, and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with the back of his right hand: "Dad came to see me last night, and he asked me to tell you..."
Governor Miura's smile widened a little, and he looked more gentle and amiable, but his snow-white teeth were a little cold:
"He missed you so much, he wanted to see you so much, Miura Masami, my dear sister, he begged me to send you down to accompany him quickly!!!"
Masami Miura didn't say anything, but just glanced at Governor Miura indifferently.
Looked away.
After going through so much, Masami Miura seems to be no longer so afraid of her younger brother.
Then the audience and defense attorney Erin Hayes walked in.
The bailiff shouted, "Stand up!!"
The trial begins.
Miura Masami took the document handed over by the clerk, pushed up his glasses and looked at it, then said, "First, according to the application of the prosecutor Hojo Sakurana in the last trial, I request a re-examination of Exhibit 5, which is the military shovel that belonged to the defendant, Governor Miura."
"It is required to re-examine the above biological base tissue components."
"The court has already drawn lots to select a high-tech testing company to conduct the inspection under the supervision of the impartiality department."
"I believe both of you have received the information and have no objection to the high-tech inspection company."
"The latest test results will be sent to the court soon. Now, do both parties have any new evidence to submit?"
"Yes, Your Honor." Irene Hayes stood up with a smile, took out a document and handed it to the clerk, then bowed slightly to Miura Masami:
"Your Excellency, this is the new evidence I submit,"
"Your Honor, Members of the Jury"
"This is my client, Governor Miura, and his case at the University of Tokyo Hospital."
"The doctor's prescription proves that after his father's death, he was extremely mentally unstable due to excessive grief, and he took double doses of lorazepam continuously during that period."
"Also submitted was a certificate of appraisal issued by a team of professors from the Department of Psychiatry at Keio University."
"His prefrontal metabolic rate decreased by 31%, and his amygdala activity increased by 280%."
"It proves that my client has been in a weakened state of mind."
"That means he has been in the acute stress disorder (ASD) period."
"During this period, his so-called threatening remarks and remarks about burying the body were very consistent with [grief disorder] caused by the loss of a loved one, and his words were not necessarily related to criminal intent."
"According to Supreme Court ruling No. 238 of Heisei 30 (あ): Testimony that a suspect who is obviously mentally exhausted was not given enough rest time shall not be admitted as evidence."
"According to Article 39 of the Japanese Criminal Code: If the perpetrator, due to mental disorder, completely loses the ability to distinguish right from wrong or the ability to control the behavior based on such distinction, he shall not be punished (not guilty)"
"Therefore, I ask your Honor and the jury to dismiss the charges against my client for threatening and attempting to murder Masami Miura, and to find him not guilty."
"Based on the evidence I submitted in the last trial, it can be proved that the backyard where the bodies were buried was so large and the chance was too high. It is impossible for the bodies to be tied together just because of a few mental nonsense of my client."
"Without any witnesses or physical evidence, my client was accused of being a psychopathic murderer based on such a big doubt. This is extremely unfair to my client."
"Almost every piece of circumstantial evidence presented by the prosecution has room for reasonable interpretation. According to Article 336 of the Japanese Criminal Procedure Law, when there is a reasonable doubt that cannot be eliminated, a not guilty verdict should be made."
“That is the principle that the benefit of the doubt goes to the defendant.”
"Therefore, I ask the court to dismiss the charges of multiple murders against my client and find him not guilty. Thank you!!"
After Irene Hayes finished speaking, she glanced at Hojo Sakura with a hint of complacency.
Today, the prosecutor didn't even raise a single objection and didn't even stand up.
Don't disrupt your own rhythm, just let yourself play.
Has she given up? Miura Masami glanced at Hojo Sakura from the corner of her eye.
At this moment, the prosecutor, her good sister, was holding a pen and gently drawing something on her notebook.
It seemed that this prosecution had nothing to do with her anymore.
"Does the prosecution have any other questions or new evidence to submit?" asked Masami Miura with a glimmer of hope.
Hojo Sakura stood up, smiled, opened her red lips and said, "No more, Your Honor."
Miura Masami took a deep breath.
That’s it. A face full of sadness.
I had to beg her for help. It turned out that she had given up long ago. Next, it was time for the verdict.
He glanced at the smug smiling faces of Irene Hayes and Governor Miura.
Masami Miura held the gavel tightly in his right hand.
I don't want to lift it up, and I don't want to put it down . "Your Excellency, are you still waiting for the test results of that high-tech testing company?" Irene Hayes smiled and said, "Actually, there is no need. The high-tech testing company that drew the lot is Dr. Wilson's subsidiary in Japan."
"Not just that one company, except for the Japanese prosecutors, the only three high-tech companies in Japan that have this qualification inspection are all Dr. Wilson's subsidiaries in Japan."
"It can be said that there will be no new differences between the inspection results and those of the parent company."
"Defendant's defense attorney, you don't need to remind the court of this." Miura Masami said in a deep voice: "According to court procedures, we must wait until the new test results report is submitted."
Erin Hayes smiled and shrugged: "Then wait."
At this time, the court door was pushed open.
"Your Honor, the latest test results have arrived." Several police officers came in with a document and handed it to the clerk.
The clerk took it and was about to hand it to Miura Masami.
"Please read the results again." Masami Miura waved her hand with all her might, a look of fatigue on her face.
He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.
Just as Irene Hayes said, there is no need to hold out hope. "Yes, Your Honor." The clerk opened the file and said, "The latest test results show that the biological base tissue found is indeed composed of animal bones, which is the latest type of fertilizer. The results are consistent with the test results issued by the defense attorney last time."
Masami Miura looked frighteningly pale.
Even though I anticipated the result, when it really came, I still couldn't control my palpitations.
Masami Miura closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.
There was a small noise throughout the courtroom.
The jury members were whispering to each other.
Irene Hayes looked at Miura Masami with a smug smile, waiting for her to raise the gavel and bring it down.
The final word.
For me, there is no case that I cannot win.
Even though this is in Japan, my means are very limited, but they are enough to deal with these people.
"Sister, my dear sister, why don't you raise the hammer? What are you waiting for?" Governor Miura shouted loudly, grinning and staring at Miura Masami with gloomy eyes: "Father is waiting for you."
"Silence!" Miura Masami knocked the gavel, looked at Governor Miura and said coldly: "Defendant, if you ignore court discipline again, I will sue you for disrupting court order."
Governor Miura became even more proud when he saw this. He closed his mouth and sneered at Miura Masami.
Masami Miura withdrew his gaze and slowly raised the gavel.
"Wait, Your Honor, there are new test data below," the clerk suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Miura Masami was stunned: "Continue reading"
"Yes, Your Excellency." The clerk continued, "This test was conducted under the supervision of a notary public, and new tiny basal tissue was found in the screw interface of the military shovel."
"After testing, it was found that these were an exact match with the 15 loci in the STR analysis of one of the four female bodies in the autopsy report. The probability of coincidence by chance is less than one in 4.7 trillion."
"The DNA match is 100 percent, and no other unknown types were detected in the DNA. According to the DNA Testing Guidelines, there is no DNA contamination in this test report."
"That is, it can be entered as evidence in court."
The clerk had just finished speaking.
Wow!!
What? Governor Miura is really the murderer?
How is that possible?
Unbelievable!!!
The whole audience was shocked and whispered to each other, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the report in the clerk's hand.
Miura Masami's eyes widened, and he slowly stretched out his hand, trembling a little. The clerk quickly handed over the report.
The whole courtroom looked like a vegetable market.
Even a fool knows what this report means.
It means that there is solid evidence.
Everyone stared at Miura Masami who was reading the report with wide eyes.
Even the jury.
Governor Miura turned around and looked at Irene Hayes in shock.
"Impossible!!!" Erin Hayes' beautiful eyes widened, she stood up quickly and shouted, "Impossible, how could we find new evidence in the screw hole? I demand a retest!!!"
"Objection!!!" Hojo Sakura slowly stood up, threw away the pen she had been playing with for a long time, raised her little face and stared at Irene Hayes, and slowly said: "Defense lawyer, the institution for this inspection was decided by a judicial lottery, and the result of the lottery was agreed upon by both the prosecution and the defense, and it has legal effect that cannot be questioned."
"Besides, you just said confidently that the technology company doing the inspection is a subsidiary of Dr. Wilson."
"So, as the prosecutor, I need to remind the defendant's defense lawyer that the court is not a joke and you are not allowed to question it."
"The objection is valid! Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, this is the final result of the inspection and it has the highest legal effect." Masami Miura said excitedly, her voice trembling slightly.
Hojo Sakura continued, "Your Honor, the jury, this evidence fully proves that this military shovel is the evidence that the defendant, Governor Miura, buried the body."
"Also, I have a piece of new evidence here." Hojo Sakura took out her phone and held it high up and shook it: "After the latest examination by the forensic department, a tiny bit of hair tissue was found at the deepest part of the fingernails of one of the female corpses."
"After testing, the hair tissue was 100% matched with the defendant Governor Miura's DNA."
"That is to say, two of the four bodies, the female bodies, are directly related to our defendant."
"Your Honor, members of the jury, in view of the above evidence, it is fully demonstrated that there is a direct and irrefutable relationship between these four bodies and the defendant, Governor Miura. I request that the court sentence the defendant..."
After scanning the entire room, she focused her gaze on Governor Miura, staring at him intently, and uttered through her teeth: "Guarded of multiple murders!!!"
"Mr. Governor Miura."
Hojo Sakura looked at the other person and smiled: "Thank you for your advice that day."
Governor Miura's pupils shrank violently. After the trial that day, he came to Hojo Sakura and told her provocatively that there were more than four bodies. Her hand seemed to wave lightly. Was it to take away her hair? "Ha, Miss Hojo Sakura, you are really a qualified and righteous prosecutor," Governor Miura smiled softly.
"Thank you for the compliment. You are really a qualified pervert. You can still laugh now." Hojo Sakura showed a disgusted expression on her face: "Otherwise, how can we catch a perverted murderer like you?"
The clerk handed a copy of the report that had just been printed out from Hojo Sakurana's mobile phone to Miura Masami and another copy to the jury.
Masami Miura looked at the report in his hand and glanced at Hojo Sakura with complicated eyes.
The paleness on his face had long since returned to its rosy color.
So that's it. I had wronged her. She rejected my proposal because she had tampered with two pieces of evidence at the same time.
Knock knock knock.
After raising the gavel and striking it three times, Masami Miura lifted the hem of the Chief Justice's robe and stood up solemnly.
"Everyone stand up."
"The court is now adjourned and awaiting the verdict."
In the lounge.
Masami Miura went in first and waited for Hojo Sakurana to arrive.
A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Hojo Sakura.
A guilty look appeared on his face: "Sakura, I'm sorry, I thought you were not going to help me anymore."
"You're not wrong," Hojo Sakura said calmly, "I didn't help you."
"I didn't do anything, you don't have to apologize..."
She looked away and out the window.
The branches of the big tree outside the window were shaking, dividing my faint shadow on the glass into countless small pieces.
No longer complete.
The prosecutor's emblem on his chest was also a little blurry.
After a night of struggle, she felt much calmer.
Since you have done what you think you should do, there is nothing to regret. Miura Masami looked at Hojo Sakurana's indifferent expression, and based on her understanding of her, she knew that she was still in agony.
But I don’t know what to say to comfort her.
She suddenly remembered the time when she lay on her master with satisfaction.
From time to time, he would obediently lick the sweat beads on his master's body.
When you want to please your master and help yourself.
The master said: Everything is suffering, and you can only save yourself.
Only self-salvation is possible Miura Masami murmured these words.
Suddenly I understood what it meant.
After a moment.
Masami Miura walked into the courtroom.
The bailiff shouted, "Everyone stand up!"
Bang!!
Masami Miura picked up the gavel and slammed it hard on the case.
"According to the deliberations of the jury, I now pronounce the verdict on the defendant, Governor Miura."
"Wait, Your Honor!!!" Irene Hayes interrupted loudly.
"Defendant's defense lawyer, you'd better have a legitimate reason." Miura Masami's eyes narrowed: "Otherwise, you will be detained by the bailiff immediately."
"Your Excellency, I certainly have legitimate reasons," said Irene Hayes. "You cannot judge my client, Governor Miura."
Erin Hayes pulled a document from her briefcase and handed it to the clerk.
"This is the nationality certificate of my client, Mr. Governor Miura. My client officially became a U.S. citizen several years ago. According to Japanese law, he automatically gave up his Japanese citizenship."
"The following document is a certificate of the rank of major issued to my client by Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, Commander-in-Chief of the U.S. Forces in Japan and Commander of the Fifth Air Force. It has his autograph and the official seal of the military."
"That is to say, my client, Governor Miura, has long been a full-fledged American citizen and a U.S. military officer stationed in Japan with the rank of major."
"According to the [Japan-US Security Treaty], for all criminal activities of US troops stationed in Japan, the Japanese police only have the power to investigate and detain, and the courts do not have the power to judge. The final result should be judged by the military court of the US troops stationed in Japan."
"Therefore, the Japanese court is not allowed to try my client, and I demand that my client be immediately transferred to the U.S. military base in Japan."
The whole audience exclaimed.
No one expected that Governor Miura, the only son of the Miura family who occupies half of the Japanese judicial system and is respected by everyone in the judicial system, is actually an American citizen.
He is also a major in the US military stationed in Japan.
Irene Hayes was livid.
At this point in the situation, I have already lost.
Although the other party forged evidence.
but.
If you lose, you lose, no matter what means the other party uses.
What's more, his methods were not fair.
Now there is only one last way, to save this guy's life.
Complete the tasks assigned by the teacher.
These two documents were the final trump cards she had prepared long ago.
but.
Once these two documents are taken out, it means that Governor Miura will forever lose the opportunity to continue developing in Japan.
The only thing that would be useful is to at least preserve some of the judicial forces that are stubbornly loyal to him.
He will be able to play some role in the United States in the future.
Masami Miura stared at the two documents blankly.
She never expected that her brother would become an American citizen and hold a military rank in the U.S. military stationed in Japan.
Hojo Sakura was also stunned by the other party's unexpected move.
Have I put so much thought into this that I have even gone against my own principles and bottom line?
Will we still let this guy flee back to the United States? "Objection!" She immediately reacted, looked at Miura Masami and said loudly: "Your Excellency, I object to the authenticity of these two documents. Even if they are true, please make a judgment first and then hand it over to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for handling."
Miura Masami immediately understood what she meant.
As long as I make a judgment and put Governor Miura in jail, I will still have time to argue with the other party.
Under the pressure of public opinion, Governor Miura may not be able to go back easily.
Knock!!! Miura Masami slammed the gavel heavily: "Silence, I agree with the prosecution's objection to the authenticity of these two documents, and they have nothing to do with the direct evidence in this case. I pronounce the verdict."
"Wait, Your Honor!!" The court door opened.
A woman came in and stopped Miura Masami ——————
In the business class of the Shinkansen bound for Osaka.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu wore a mask and a big hat, and snuggled up to Fang Zuo.
In order to conceal her huge breasts and travel in a low-key manner, she even put on a loose windbreaker to wrap her body.
Mei Shiraishi sat in the back with a pout on her face, looking at her sister and the man in front of her who were being affectionate with each other, rolling her eyes from time to time.
After Ma Feihui, who was standing next to her, finished dealing with school matters with her, their relationship made rapid progress.
They instantly became as close as best friends who have known each other for years.
After seeing this.
She secretly leaned her head over and moved to Shiraishi Mei's ear: "Why are you staring at that place? Do you have a sister complex?"
"What are you talking about? How is that possible?" Shiraishi Mei rolled her eyes: "I'm normal, I don't have that problem"
"I see. You must like your brother-in-law, right? That's how sister triangle love stories are played on TV." Ma Feihui shrank her head back self-righteously.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mei Shiraishi growled in a low voice.
"No need to say more, I understand," Ma Feihui waved her hand.
Fang Zuo kneaded Shiraishi Nagi's windbreaker with one hand, feeling the softness flowing out from his fingers, and looked at the large basin of things packed next to him: "What is this?"
"It's your Yang Guofu Malatang. It's only available in Tokyo at the moment. I brought it specially for Yui. Mei has been waiting in line for a long time." Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit her lower lip, feeling the strength of the man's big hand and said with a muddy look in her eyes.
Fang Zuo nodded and was about to say something when Shiraishi Nagimitsu's phone rang.
She picked up the phone, listened to the voice on the receiver, nodded continuously, and her expression became more and more serious.
"We were right. This peacekeeping Self-Defense Force is really related to the Fukushima nuclear power plant." Shiraishi Nagiko hung up the phone with a serious face:
"Bai Huizi just called and said that they have found a warship that was indeed manufactured by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. From the radar data on the warship, we can see that a ship has sailed out of the Fukushima nuclear power plant and approached the light aircraft carrier."
(End of this chapter)
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