Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

They are no longer nervous because they know there will be no danger in meeting the person they like.

Lester looked at the picture, but thought that it was still too conservative.

After all, he had seen Fisk tearing people apart alive.

But the ones with the most interesting facial expressions are George Stacy and Mark Murdoch.

Especially Mark Murdoch.

His face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.

He realized that he had been fooled.

But just like Madlen.

He had no way out.

But he still didn't give up.

"This only proves that one piece of evidence is false, and there are so many pieces of evidence..."

The movie was fast-forwarded again.

Then the story described in the three photos appeared.

And it was also shot from multiple cameras, just like a close-up.

“And that account book!”

The picture was fast-forwarded again.

The account book appeared.

And gives close-ups of the written and interior of the account book.

The screenwriter, a petite woman, stepped forward and said, "This prop has disappeared since the filming of the movie. We have been looking for it for a long time, thinking it was lost by a careless prop master. We didn't expect it to be stolen."

"You are lying, everything above is true!" Mark Murdoch was a little hysterical, "The police officers' numbers and their bank account numbers are all real!"

The petite woman said helplessly: "This thing was prepared by the prop master. We bought this prop from the prison auction. It is the personal belongings of an Irish gangster godfather. What is written on it is indeed true.

We only found out later that the items above were real, but when we wanted to hand them over to the police, they were stolen.

Unexpectedly, it was stolen by this lawyer Medlen!

We also have detailed photos of the ledger, and we can provide a copy if needed... On the last page of the ledger, there is the handwritten signature of the gangster godfather." She produced photos, many photos, even photos from the prison auction.

Medlen's face turned even paler. He knew that it was useless for him to say anything at this moment.

Because, as soon as he said that the evidence was true, his credit was already bankrupt.

Mark Murdoch grasped at straws.

"Your Honor, I would like to identify the signature on the account book."

The old judge had already picked up the account book.

After taking a detailed look with his reading glasses, he silently put the account book down.

He recognized the name.

It was the Irish leader who was shot dead in prison.

And confirmed that the name was in his handwriting.

Because that guy was sent in by the old judge.

Moreover, the paper looks very old and matches the handwriting, so it cannot be fake.

This is the old judge's many years of experience, which is more useful than any detection machine.

Now, all the evidence has been disproven.

Oh no, there is still one piece of evidence that has not been overturned.

That is - the recording provided by Director George.

Chief George responded quickly: "I'm sorry, Your Honor, I want to withdraw this piece of evidence."

The old judge was stunned and his face became even gloomier.

Reporters took pictures to capture his expression.

The old judge immediately raised his gavel and prepared to adjourn the court.

But at this moment, the sound of a recording came from behind.

"Darling, can you please get me the script?"

Chief George turned his head suddenly and found that his wife and daughter were also in the court, and they were holding a recorder in their hands. His face was full of shock and disbelief.

He didn't expect that a complete version of this recording was preserved.

What’s more important is that he never expected that his wife would betray him and help others!

Mrs. Stacy looked at her husband expressionlessly. She did not betray her husband.

The recording she played was a real recording, and this recording had once existed in Director George's recorder.

Although, during the recording, Director George fell into a daze.

But neither Fisk nor she cut the recording.

Instead, the complete recording was preserved.

To Mrs. Stacy, it was supposed to be a joke.

But after listening to all the recordings, Director George chose to cut off the previous recordings.

Chief George really committed perjury.

Lester walked over, took the recorder, and handed it to the bailiff.

The bailiff glanced at the old judge's obstructive look.

But he suddenly pressed the button to amplify the volume.

"Chief George, is this the latest drama in your police station?" Fisk's tone was full of confusion.

"Yes, dear, this is your play?" Mrs. Stacy's voice also came from inside, "Why does this play sound so abstract?"

"This... this is not for publicity. People nowadays like to watch dramas with twists and turns. My first reaction after receiving the script was to find you, Fisk. I think your temperament is particularly suitable for playing a villain."

"But...I have never done anything bad. I am an honest businessman."

"Don't worry, this is just a play, performed for others, what do you think, Darling?"

"To be honest, I also want to see you play a villain, Fisk."

"Well.....Okay then! I'll give it a try!"

The recording continues to play, and you can listen to the next content.

But everyone has just listened to it. Everyone is not stupid and understands that the recording they heard before has been edited, and this should be the complete version.

As the recording ends.

A new story appeared in everyone's mind.

The story of a police chief and a lawyer teaming up to frame an innocent businessman appeared vividly in everyone's mind.

And their purpose.

Besides wanting to frame this innocent businessman.

And also wants to save a drug dealer named Mr. Pickles.

The reason why they wanted to frame this businessman was most likely because Mr. Pickles had the same name as the framed dock worker in the movie.

The reason they knew about this was through lawyer Medlen who was sitting in the witness stand.

The truth is revealed!

The judge banged the gavel.

"Adjourn the court. Take all the prisoners back." The old judge finally chose to stand with the people he trusted.

But now he had no say in the matter.

Fisk clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention, "Adjournment?

Mr. Judge, are you trying to cover up for them?

Or are you one of them?"

"Bailiff, take him away!"

The old judge looked gloomy.

He understood that after today he might lose all his reputation and everything he had accumulated over the past forty years, but he still had a chance. As long as he could get Fisk to plead guilty, then everything could be saved.

Unfortunately, Fisk was not prepared to let him save him.

The door was slammed open.

Everyone fell silent.

The DEA agent walked straight towards the old judge.

"Who are you? This is a court. Get out!"

The DEA agents didn't say anything, they just reached out and took the teacup on the table and put the test paper in. After about five or six seconds, the test paper turned blue.

They did not hesitate any longer and immediately took out the handcuffs. "I'm sorry, Judge. It looks like you can't continue to try the case today. Your assistant has already pleaded guilty. We found drugs in your home and your car. Now you have to come with us!"

The old judge's face changed drastically. He looked at the cup on the table and yelled, "How is this possible? Who are you and why did you arrest me? I want to find your boss!" The bailiffs hesitated and wanted to go up to help, but after seeing the test paper, they could only pretend not to see it.

We are all part of the system.

We all know how to use this test paper. The evidence is irrefutable, so it is better to clear yourself of it.

The old judge was taken away, and the door was blocked by police officers from the Drug Enforcement Administration. Not long after, a judge in a judicial robe walked in quickly.

He is not young anymore.

When they saw him come in, everyone in the audience shut up.

He looked at the files on the table and the people in the courtroom, nodded to the DEA agent, and said loudly, "Everyone will take a urine test, but before that we have to finish what we need to do."