Chapter 412: Asking Fragrance to Recognize the Goddess

After the German lawyer was terminated from defending, another British lawyer also fell on the same question.

The lawyer team was wiped out, which was something Luo Quan hadn't expected at all.

This kind of "off-board move" is simply a kill in American society. As long as there is a little stain, it will be bitten to death.

Two lawyers lost the right to defend. Helplessly, they could only let the court appoint a lawyer to defend Luo Quan.

To avoid encountering the same situation as the previous two, the court appointed a black lawyer to defend Luo Quan.

After solving Luo Quan's lawyer, Hancock's side finally began to take action against Luo Quan.

"Miss Luo, do you discriminate against black people?"

It was still the same question. The black lawyer on Hancock's side could be said to be invincible with this move.

"I don't discriminate," Luo Quan said calmly.

"Can you be sure you have never said anything discriminating against black people? Never?" The black lawyer repeated this question, intending to put pressure on Luo Quan.

Regarding one's own words and deeds, no one can clearly remember every detail, let alone Luo Quan, a creator with countless film, television, and music works. As long as one sentence with a discriminatory meaning is found, she will be doomed.

The black lawyer grasped this point. As long as Luo Quan had any hesitation or stuttering, then he had already won 90% of this questioning!

"No," Luo Quan's eyes were clear, and she always had a smile on her face.

"Can you be 100% sure?" The black lawyer frowned.

"Sure," Luo Quan nodded and asked back: "I can clearly say that in my less than twenty years of life, I have never said any language of racial discrimination, nor have I done any related behavior.

I even want to ask you, lawyer, have you ever said such insulting words to your compatriots?"

"Miss Luo, I am the one asking you now!" The black lawyer didn't answer directly but immediately changed the subject.

"My answer is already very clear. It's you who haven't answered whether you have racial discrimination yourself.

Is white discrimination against black people discrimination, and black discrimination against black people not discrimination?"

"I protest!" The black lawyer looked at the judge. "Now it's my side's turn to question!"

"Protest valid!" The judge said in a deep voice. "But I must remind the plaintiff lawyer that now is the stage for you to present evidence, not for endless questioning."

"My side has evidence," the black lawyer said, handing a tablet to the judge, which was the surveillance video of Luo Quan subduing the black hooligans in the convenience store.

In the video, every move Luo Quan made was fast and accurate.

The black lawyer used a tone full of pity: "This is the situation when Luo Quan was committing violence at the time. With the fighting skills she displayed, she could have had better choices to stop the tragedy from happening.

But because of her discrimination against black people, she chose the worst and most violent way to seriously injure these black people.

To this day, these five people are still in the intensive care unit. Although they have escaped life danger, that is the result of Hancock's use of the best medical resources in the United States to treat them.

If they were just given ordinary treatment, the results for these people would be hard to say.

So I have reason to believe that rather than saying Luo Quan was defending herself at the time, it's better to say she took the opportunity to commit violence. After all, not long before, these black people had offended her and her younger sister."

The black lawyer's performance was excellent, and the tear-jerking wording aroused the empathy of many people in the mass jury.

The judge looked at Luo Quan: "Defendant, do you have anything to explain?"

Luo Quan smiled helplessly: "Judge, swear to God, I have tried my best to hold back against these people. If I really committed violence against these people, they couldn't possibly still be alive.

You cannot ignore the fact that I am a woman because of my skills. When a woman faces five armed hooligans, even if she kills them, it is reasonable and legal.

And these people are still alive now; this is the proof of my mercy.

Of course, you can also accuse me of not being merciful enough, because I could have raised my hands and walked toward these armed hooligans, so that the only person who died would be me."

Facing Luo Quan's sarcasm, the black lawyer's face remained unchanged: "How can you prove that you held back? I have asked more than five world champions in close combat, and they all said that if they want to reach this level, they must fight for their lives."

"Judge, do you think human flesh and bones are harder than the solid wood board in front of me?"

New York Federal Court wouldn't have "tofu-dreg" projects. All the furnishings, including the defendant's seat, were made of the best quality wood on the market.

You can imagine how hard such solid wood boards are, which require two big men to move in.

The judge, who had always been serious, finally laughed: "This doesn't need an answer at all. Those who have doubts can try it themselves."

"Then, everyone watch carefully." Luo Quan clenched her fists.

What everyone saw was a delicate and cute pink fist, the kind that could be held in the mouth.

The next second, this fist punched through the solid wood board that was a finger wide.

Then the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch...

Even after throwing five punches, Luo Quan finally finished, running a "great circulation" with both hands to calm the vibrating true energy.

Of course, this was just for show; she had no true energy in her body at all.

However, the five big holes in the defendant's seat were real.

"This punch has twenty years of kung fu.

Lawyer, do you think the five hooligans lying in the intensive care unit can withstand it?

Of course, you can say yes, but you need to provide volunteers to take a punch from me.

If he withstands it, it means everything I said before is invalid."

Luo Quan looked at the black lawyer confidently.

Just kidding, there might be people in this world who can beat her; after all, her defense wasn't very high.

But if someone wants to take a full-strength blow from her and be fine, I'm afraid they have to go to the funeral home to find them!

The judge looked at the black lawyer: "Plaintiff lawyer, the defendant proposes falsification. Can you provide candidates?"

The black lawyer took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at his employer, who also had a gloomy face.

Not only the plaintiff's side, but Luo Quan's relative group was also caught off guard.

No one could have imagined that Luo Quan's real combat power could be so fierce; she even punched through a solid wood board!

Among everyone, the one who felt the deepest was probably Leon, who liked to be mischievous and had been punched and kicked by his sister plenty of times.

He could live until now; he really had to thank his sister for not killing him!

At the same time, the people of the world who were watching the live stream were also stunned. This was their first time intuitively witnessing Luo Quan's martial power; the degree of absurdity made them think they were watching a movie!

"This is not a goddess at all; this is a Valkyrie!"

I don't know how many people posted this sentiment on their social platforms.

Back in court, the black lawyer's side was clearly shocked by Luo Quan's display of martial power, and the train of thought for the subsequent questioning was also completely interrupted.

Luo Quan took this opportunity to start her first defense.

"Although I haven't watched the news these days, I know that many people say I have racial discrimination, say I discriminate against black people, and even many people are scolding me.

These people may not only be in the United States, nor only black people.

However, I will not be angry or sad because of these.

In addition, I have never been a person who likes to show off the achievements I have made."

While speaking, Luo Quan's lawyer submitted a document to the judge according to her instructions and continued:

"Judge, this is every sum of money I have donated abroad since my debut a year and a half ago.

The types of donations include: helping starving children in Africa, treating patients with leukemia and other difficult and complicated diseases, and helping the homeless displaced by war.

A total of over 180 million USD, the vast majority of which were black people. However, the proportion of American black people in it is not very high.

If you think this is racial discrimination, then I have nothing to say."

The evidence was submitted, and the judge spent more than ten minutes checking it, finally confirming it was correct and saying: "Evidence valid."

As soon as the words fell, the jury of more than a hundred people burst into warm applause.

Up to here, Luo Quan's name of racial discrimination was not just self-defeating; if they continued to smear her, it wouldn't be speaking with a black conscience, but completely anti-human!

"Plaintiff, do you have any other evidence to bring out?" The judge clearly had great favor for Luo Quan. If Hancock couldn't bring out any "dry goods" (solid evidence), he would estimate that he would announce her release on the spot.

"Of course, Judge." The black lawyer, although sweating profusely, still maintained his emotions very well.

I saw him put on gloves, take out a vacuum-packed plastic bag from the evidence file bag, which contained a soda can.

"This is the soda can that caused Hank to be seriously injured and fainted. Not only does it have Hank's footprints, but it also has Luo Quan's fingerprints, which is enough to prove that Hank's serious injury was caused by Luo Quan!"

As soon as this came out, Luo Quan's relative group was in an uproar.

Because at the time, the soda can that tripped Hank and the soda cans Luo Quan threw had already been identified and vacuum-preserved.

There were no fingerprints of Luo Quan on the former at all; it was completely that Hank was unlucky enough to step on it and fall. It had nothing to do with Luo Quan!

Now that the black lawyer dared to take it out, it showed that there were indeed Luo Quan's fingerprints on it, and it also showed that Hancock's side had used "off-board moves"!

Considering that Luo Quan had been in the detention center for so many days, it was too simple to collect her fingerprints.

Next, as long as they bought off the police who managed the evidence, it wouldn't be too simple to make fake evidence.

After all the calculations, Eric's side hadn't expected Hancock to use such a risky method.

Once the evidence was solid, Luo Quan would be in trouble.

The charge of intentional injury was not a small crime in the United States.

"Wait a minute!" Just as everyone was anxious, Luo Quan suddenly called to stop the judge who was about to open the bag for inspection:

"No need to say, there must be my fingerprints and Hank's footprints on this soda can."

"Are you pleading guilty?" The black lawyer asked.

"Of course not," Luo Quan sneered. "There are my fingerprints on this, but I definitely haven't touched it."

The black lawyer laughed: "Do you mean the New York police made fake evidence? Miss Luo Quan, your remarks are very dangerous. You know that all the physical evidence at the scene is kept by the New York police. Do you know what this sentence means?"

"That's not what I need to care about," Luo Quan said, looking at the judge: "Judge, I suspect the plaintiff used some way to steal my fingerprints and pasted them on this soda can!"

"Evidence?" The judge frowned. If Luo Quan's words were true, the consequences of this matter would be very serious. This would be a huge scandal for the entire New York public prosecution and judicial organ, which would cause the loss of public credibility!

"Of course there is evidence," Luo Quan smiled. "I have had a relatively special body odor since I was a child. Others might be smelly, but mine is fragrant."

Everyone laughed, and Luo Quan herself was a bit blushing.

Speaking reasonably, if it wasn't to escape punishment, she wouldn't be able to say such words even if she was beaten to death.

"These body odors come from my sweat. Whenever I am emotionally excited or after strenuous exercise, when sweat secretion increases, this smell will be particularly obvious and lasting.

At that time in the convenience store, I only used two soda cans to smash the hooligans. Those two cans, besides having my fingerprints, must also have my sweat.

Because they were preserved in time, there should still be my smell on them, and related molecules should also be found through a microscope.

And this soda can, I estimate, only has my fingerprints but no smell, so everyone should know where the problem is."

"Fragrant Concubine," Wen Xia and Luo Ni were probably the only ones at the scene who understood this meme.

"Call the forensic doctor to test." Now, three soda cans were placed in front of the judge. If Luo Quan had touched all three, then according to what she said, there should be on all three soda cans.

Smells and such are subjective feelings, but the molecules that produce smells are objective evidence. After all, DNA can't be faked!

To avoid any more mistakes, the forensic doctor conducted the test directly at the court session.

Besides the soda cans, Luo Quan also took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and collected some sweat from her armpits for comparison.

Although the forensic doctor was still comparing, Hancock's side was already ashen, because they knew clearly how this fingerprint came from.

Soon, the three veteran forensic doctors gave their conclusions, which were indeed the same as what Luo Quan said. Only two soda cans had Luo Quan's fingerprints and sweat, and also had the hooligans' blood.

And the one with Hank's footprints only had fingerprints, no sweat.

Up to here, the truth was basically clear. The evidence provided by Hank's side was fake!

"Plaintiff, do you have any other evidence?" The judge was already as cold as frost at this time.

"No, Judge." The black lawyer was like a widower who had lost his son, looking lifeless.

Then, the jury began to vote.

Unlike China, the trial stage in the United States is divided into two links.

The mass jury determines whether the defendant's criminal facts are established, and then the judge determines the sentence.

The jury of more than a hundred people, after watching this wonderful confrontation between the plaintiff and the defendant, all made their choices.

Finally, 112 mass jurors unanimously determined that the two charges accused by the plaintiff were not established!

"Everyone stand up!"

The gavel knocked, and everyone stood up.

After the judge and assistants analyzed all the evidence and details, they finally made a just verdict:

"The two charges against the defendant Luo Quan are not established. The court declares her released on the spot!"

PS: At the beginning of the month, I'm taking two days off as usual. In the next chapter, the protagonist will release a song and become "Luo Dui Dui" (Luo the Roaster). If you can't wait, you can go listen to the song in the title of the previous chapter. This song might not be very catchy, but the MV is the essence.

PS 2: Thanks to readers Bald Middle-Aged Man, Ying Ying Beast Cutie, Love Big Xin, and Bai Xiao Qi for the book coins, thank you! ===== CHAPTER 413 =====