Law America, the Devil's Agent

The following morning, at Curtis Law Firm.

Kona stood at the door of her father's office early in the morning, holding a document she had prepared overnight.

After much deliberation, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door a few times with her knuckles.

"Come in."

Kona pushed open the door and entered.

Dylan McLean looked up from the case file.

He was wearing reading glasses, and his gaze lingered on his daughter's face for a moment before settling on the document.

He didn't seem surprised by her arrival.

Kona placed the document in front of him and turned to the first page:

That was the core statement of the press conference that she, Link, and Prosecutor Elena had finalized together last night, staying up until the early hours of the morning.

The title boldly proclaimed:

The truth behind the Philadelphia General Hospital serial murders: a meticulously planned wrongful conviction.

"Is this Link's revenge against the serial killers?"

  

That's quite interesting, choosing the method of litigation.

Are you guys going to hold a press conference? You need so many channels to communicate, and you even want to hold it at your law firm.

Are you asking me to use Curtis Law Firm's reputation and resources to endorse him and support him?

The idea is good, but on what basis?

Why should I help you?

After taking off his glasses, Dylan leaned back in his chair and calmly asked the question as if stating a fact.

His words lacked the warmth of father-daughter affection, instead sounding like a rigid, procedural inquiry.

It was as if the person in front of him was not his own flesh and blood, but a subordinate waiting for his approval of a plan.

"We're not using the law firm's reputation and resources to endorse or support him."

Kona sat down opposite her father, her hands folded on her knees, her back straight:

"Our law firm is endorsing and supporting the truth."

Regarding this so-called "Philadelphia General Hospital homicide case," I joined Link's team halfway through and gradually learned everything.

His meticulous planning and exploration have resolved all the conditions for this counterclaim.

Link has full confidence and certainty about this.

The case has now entered the counter-offensive phase, and he now needs Curtis's meeting room to sound the charge for the case, something that would bring glory to the law firm.

And Father, as the top partner of this law firm, isn't this what you expected to see?

I am not here to ask you for a favor as your daughter, but as a member of the Link Group to offer you advice:

This press conference is worth your bet. It's worth our law firm's bet.

Dylan's gaze fell on his daughter's eyes.

Those deep blue eyes seemed to be recognizing this offspring who had been with them day and night in a new light.

The capriciousness of a young lady and the sense of superiority of not being the daughter of a business partner were no longer visible on her face.

All that's left is the unwavering gaze and unyielding conviction that a law firm should possess.

He felt a slight sense of relief, even a touch of relief and comfort.

After a moment of silence, he picked up the things Kona had brought him again and continued flipping through the documents.

The list of media outlets expected to be invited to the press conference already included the names of more than a dozen organizations.

At the top of the list are the Philadelphia Inquirer, local Philadelphia news stations, and several nationally influential legal commentary publications.

The list also included a list of several guests who would be attending the press conference.

Representatives from the Narcotics Control Bureau and the Prosecutor's Office.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the line that read "Representative of the District Attorney's Office".

"Will the prosecutor's office and the Drug Enforcement Administration also come?"

"The prosecutor was Elena White herself."

Miles White appeared on stage as a member of the DEA.

Kona said, her tone steady and crisp:

"Dad, thanks to Link's design, this is no longer a case where the Curtis Law Firm's legal team is fighting alone."

Link has already laid out a vast and well-woven net, mobilizing all available resources.

Now all he needs is a venue, a venue where he can stand before everyone and tell the truth.

Dylan fell silent again.

The old-fashioned wall clock in the office ticked away on the wall, and the morning light from outside the window shone through the gaps in the blinds onto the logo on the cover of the document on his desk.

Then he picked up a pen and signed his name in the lower right corner of the approval form.

She then pushed the signed document back to her daughter and said crisply, "Security for the conference hall will begin today."

"Have my secretary handle the media contact list for you; she has a contact list for all the legal media in Philadelphia."

"How do you mean you agree?"

"Yes. This is a reward for your courage to try new things, and also a thank you to Link for teaching you."

"That's great, Dad."

Cona was overjoyed to hear Dylan's agreement and didn't hear her father's next words at all.

She then took the receipt, stood up, and was about to turn and leave when Dylan suddenly called out to her.

"Kona".

"What's wrong?"

She turned around and looked at her father.

"Does he know what you've done for him?"

Kona did not give a direct answer.

She simply pressed the document gently against her chest, a tender smile curving her lips.

"He doesn't need to know, he just needs to win."

Having said that, he walked out with light steps.

After a while, a female secretary dressed in a black business suit slowly walked into the office, bowed, and said:

"Mr. Dylan, regarding Miss Cona's requests, we..."

"We will carry out the publicity and promotion in the highest standards and in the highest form, mobilizing all the media outlets we frequently cooperate with."

This is a rare case where I'm going up against the Big Five law firms, and I hope it will have a good outcome.

The female secretary bowed her head and said yes, then quickly walked out to make arrangements and preparations for what was to come.

The office returned to quiet.

The widower, focused on the law, closed his eyes, pondering the exchange he had just had, and murmured silently:

"At least you're starting to look like a lawyer."

……

Inside the team leader's office.

Link sat upright behind the huge desk, his eyes slightly lowered and his arms crossed over his chest, as if he were pondering something.

Benny nervously flipped through the documents and materials he had prepared countless times.

Meanwhile, Celine was racing against time to search the webpage for the things Link had asked her to collect.

They all seemed to be doing their jobs and were extremely busy.

In reality, they were all waiting for one thing.

"Crunch—"

The three of them looked up at the doorway.

Cona arrived as promised, holding up the approval form already signed by Dylan McLean, the top partner of Curtiss Law Firm, and smiled brightly:

"As expected, Mr. Link."

Link raised an eyebrow and smiled, stood up, strode over to Kona, knelt slightly on one knee, and kissed her palm.

He then took the approval slip and smiled at his team members, saying:

"The bugle call for the counterattack has now officially sounded!"

……

With Mr. Dylan's support, the resources and channels they gained allowed Link's group to build momentum faster than they had anticipated.

Within hours, legal editors of major Philadelphia media outlets received formal invitations from Curtis Law Firm.

The title above is worded with restraint.

It only says:

"Major evidence revealed regarding the Philadelphia General Hospital serial killer case."

But the phrase "significant evidence" was enough to cause the news to spread explosively.

This represents a reversal of events, signifying the return of the defendant in the long-dormant serial murder case.

The verdict, which many thought was a done deal, is about to cause another upheaval!

On TikTok and Instagram, news media and legal professionals who have been closely following the case from beginning to end started posting teaser videos almost immediately after receiving the notification from Curtis Law Firm:

……

"Tomorrow, the Curtis Law Firm's defense attorney for the serial killer case is going to unleash a major attack!"

"What exactly is the Chinese-American lawyer who defended Hawthorne trying to achieve by holding such a high-profile press conference at his law firm?"

"Could the disclosure of crucial evidence, as suggested by the defense attorney, be a turning point in this case?"

……

The tide of traffic is surging toward Link with even greater force than before!

But unlike the previous group that blocked the law firm's entrance, these were clearly the same self-media bloggers who had been arranged by the rival firm to do a live stream.

But this time, with the support of his seniors, Link himself controlled the direction of public opinion.

The law firm's internal administrative machinery was fully activated after Dylan signed the agreement.

The conference hall was reserved, the media invitation list was drafted, and the security plan was jointly developed by the consultants of AnDun Company and the logistics department of Curtis Law Firm.

Little Celine, as part of Link's group, was assigned to work alongside her supervisor, Mary, as the administrative coordinator for the press conference preparations.

Her phone had been ringing non-stop since morning, with emails and calls from the media confirming her attendance. She kept checking the list on her phone while updating the seating chart on her laptop.

Benny, on the other hand, was responsible for organizing the scattered evidence in Link's possession into a set of visual materials suitable for presentation at the press conference:

Steve's drug inventory records, Holland's confession summary, Gerald's transaction ledger excerpts, and excerpts of the original text of Nathaniel Hawthorne's seventeen whistleblower letters, which were carefully kept by Nick Quincey and obtained from the church.

Meanwhile, after Link launched his propaganda machine, responses from allies were converging from several different directions.

Miles sent a final confirmation letter.

The police chief, who had just made a great contribution and was riding high, said he would attend the press conference as a representative of the Narcotics Control Bureau.

Information from prosecutor Elena followed immediately.

She will attend the press conference on behalf of the Philadelphia District Attorney's Office to formally announce the initiation of criminal prosecutions in the "Philadelphia General Hospital drug corruption case."

Link has other plans for his newly acquainted partner, Mankla, who is the representative of his underground network.

Meanwhile, security measures from AnDun, as well as numerous contingency plans, are being prepared intensively.

And so, after several days of intensive planning,

Finally, the day for the press conference arrived.

Night fell, the sky was dark, and the law firm was quiet.

But only Link's office still had its lights on.

Link had locked himself in his office for several days, writing the core script for the press conference and coordinating other preparations.

He had spread out materials all over the table, and the whiteboard behind him was covered with a complex chain of evidence and clues.

"Knock knock—"

"Is this Benny? You're tidying up over there..."

But when Link looked up, he saw Kona slowly walking in with a cup of hot coffee.

Link nodded slightly and continued working.

Kona didn't disturb him; she simply placed the cup of hot coffee next to him and watched him quietly.

After a long while, Link stopped his work, stretched his limbs, and began to savor Kona's coffee.

"Link, will we win tomorrow?"

Kona felt a strange mix of nervousness and excitement about tomorrow's meeting.

Link shrugged and smiled: "We'll win."

We will overturn all the mistakes we made before.

Finally, justice and truth will be re-examined!