Chapter 865

Lansi looked at the desk calendar. There were still a few days left. Should he target this... Mr. Walter?

He sat there thinking, and the people around him remained quiet.

Taking out Mr. Walter... that wasn't necessary. Taking out this guy would only intensify the conflict between him and the Labor Federation. Although it was already very intense, he hadn't been placed first yet.

But taking out Mr. Walter, Lansi would not only shake the foundation of the Labor Federation but also take action against them, which would be completely different in meaning.

The people of the Labor Federation would definitely concentrate their efforts to deal with him. If the Labor Federation launched a nationwide general strike regardless of the consequences, the result would be catastrophic!

So this guy Walter couldn't have anything happen to him.

He couldn't have anything happen to him, but Lansi had to make him understand that he shouldn't break the rules of the game casually. What should he do?

He thought for a while and couldn't help but laugh. This was New Jincheng, his turf.

From the police to the judges, they were all his people, so whatever he said, went!

In the evening, Mr. Walter returned from socializing. He could feel that when some local dignitaries and celebrities socialized with him, the look in their eyes carried a hint of pity.

He also understood that most of these people were actually here to watch a joke because the target he was dealing with was the Lansi family.

And these dignitaries and celebrities were just holding the idea of not offending anyone to maintain the most basic decency with the Labor Federation.

They couldn't just not visit such a big shot in New Jincheng. What if they were held a grudge against by this "Mr. Walter Carrell" whom they weren't very familiar with? Wouldn't that be terrible?

So they would still socialize when it was time to socialize, and they could even stand together chatting, sometimes laughing out loud at someone's humor.

Nothing else could be seen from the social process, only that they were very good friends.

Every qualified politician must be an actor proficient in performance. This sentence is too correct.

When Mr. Walter walked into the corridor with a friendly smile on his face, the moment the door closed, the smile on his face vanished completely.

He took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, then put it back in his pocket.

Those sons of bitches!

He cursed a few times in his heart, then took a car back to the hotel.

Sitting on the sofa, he tilted his head back. He had drunk a little alcohol in the evening, and it was going to his head. His reason told him it was best not to think about anything now, but his brain wasn't very obedient.

This kind of thing where body organs don't listen to commands actually happens to humans often. For example, gamblers often say this is the "last hand," and those alcoholics always say "I'll quit drinking after this cup."

Not to mention those old smokers, they only need to "smoke this one last puff and I'll never smoke again," and of course, this includes yourself—

"I'll definitely not bet after this one."

Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang.

There was only Mr. Walter himself in the room. "Who's there?"

"Room service."

Mr. Walter looked around. There was only himself in this suite, and other accompanying personnel lived in other rooms. He stood up while holding his forehead and walked toward the door, saying, "I didn't call for room service."

He wasn't too worried about getting hurt. A hotel this big must have security guarantees, and his assistants and such were downstairs; he could contact them soon.

And the most critical point was his identity.

Even if the Emperor's messenger is extremely base and people hate him to death, they won't hurt him casually.

Because everyone knows one thing: as long as the messenger is hurt, it's equivalent to slapping the Emperor in the face.

Either die, or rebel!

If the Emperor is a mediocre Emperor with no ability, then rebelling is fine.

But the Labor Federation is not that kind of Emperor. The Labor Federation is in its prime, and it is currently at its strongest.

With the status of a rotating vice president, it is not an easy thing for any organization or person to want to move against him.

At the very least, a general strike in the entire city; at the very worst, a general strike in the entire state, the entire region, or even the entire Federation!

Even if the President stood in front of him, at most he would just curse him a few times; hurting him or taking him out was completely impossible.

So he didn't have much precaution, and he also believed that the rulers and managers of this city understood this truth, and even understood it better than anyone else.

They would only protect themselves, not hurt themselves!

On the contrary, he had to be a little careful when leaving New Jincheng, but that was all for the future. He would only consider it after he had settled the matter with Lansi.

When he opened the door, a girl dressed as a hotel waiter pushed a cart in. "Sir, someone ordered a meal for you, as well as some water and drinks."

He had no interest in the food on the cart, but he was very interested in the water.

"I won't eat the food, give me the water."

He was speaking, and the girl had already pushed the cart in. Mr. Walter was just stunned for a moment, but still gentlemanly gave up his position.

After the waitress entered the room to set up the food for him and handed him the water, he said thank you, then turned to go to the sofa to get his clothes.

He was going to give a tip, which was a very gentlemanly act. Just as he turned around to give the tip to the waitress, he found that the waitress was standing right in front of him and suddenly hugged him, biting him on the shoulder.

Mr. Walter was stunned. The pain made him instinctively push the waitress away, trying to get her away from him.

People naturally exert greater force when frightened. The waitress was suddenly pushed by him, stumbling back and knocking over the dining cart, and fell heavily beside the cart.

He subconsciously wanted to help the waitress up, but he soon saw the waitress mess up her hair and tear her collar. He also saw a clear purple bruise on the waitress's chest that had been pinched hard.

The next second, a sharp scream rang directly in his ears.

A chilling feeling began to attack him. He looked at the waitress, and her eyes became dangerous. But just at this moment, many hotel waiters and security guards rushed in.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this scene, Mr. Walter's drunkenness cleared. He looked at the expressions of those around him, which were full of disdain, disbelief, and schadenfreude, and he slowly closed his eyes.

He thought Lansi had many possibilities, but he didn't expect him to use such a base method.

This method is indeed useless if used on a small character. If you frame a small hooligan for trying to assault a waitress, others will instead feel that this is what a small hooligan should do.

But if this matter is placed on a big shot, it will become a huge trouble.

Ordinary people won't lose their jobs because their zippers aren't pulled up, but big shots will.

He had given up resisting and stood quietly. Soon his subordinates also rushed up and looked at Mr. Walter in the room and the girl sitting on the ground crying.

Their brains couldn't figure out what had happened at all!

Mr. Walter's assistant took the initiative to walk to his side and asked softly, "What happened?"

He remembered that after they came back together, he sent Mr. Walter back to the room and personally closed the door.

Not much time had passed since he left until now.

Mr. Walter sighed. "Go get the lawyer..."

The lawyer hadn't arrived yet, but the police came first. After the police received the alarm call, they arrived at the speed of light, creating the fastest speed from receiving the alarm to arriving at the scene in New Jincheng. In five minutes, the police appeared in the room.

They asked a few simple questions and then signaled for Mr. Walter to go with them.

Mr. Walter didn't resist; he knew very well what the price of resistance was.

If Lansi's people had hurt him or taken him out, the Labor Federation would definitely be furious!

This would be the greatest injury and provocation to the Labor Federation and the twenty million working class!

But if he... was caught in the police station for trying to assault a girl, the Labor Federation would only wish to sever ties with him before the matter fermented.

Now the only thing he could do was to resolve this case through legal means and regular channels.

When he just arrived at the police station, the lawyer also appeared in the police station.

"Sorry, I had to make you run for me so late!", as soon as the lawyer representative entered the interrogation room, Mr. Walter took the initiative to walk over and shake hands with the lawyer representative.

The lawyer representative smiled and made a small joke. "Actually, I hope to talk about work outside my working hours, because then I can charge you double!"

"But you don't have to worry too much. I will send the bill to the Labor Federation in the end, not you!"

As he said this, both of them laughed a few times. The lawyer representative glanced at the police officer outside the door. "Then..."

"Before I came, you didn't say anything, right?", the lawyer representative closed the door and walked to the chair opposite Mr. Walter to sit down.

Mr. Walter shook his head. "From the moment the incident happened, until I was caught in the car and sent here, I have always remained silent."

"Some people asked me some questions, but I didn't answer."

The lawyer representative was very satisfied with his approach and gave direct praise. "Well done!"

In fact, surprise interrogation is still very useful. Some people's pressure resistance is not that good, and it is easy to say the wrong thing under a round of forced questioning.

Interrogation work is not afraid of you talking nonsense, but afraid of you not talking.

As long as you talk, even if it's nonsense, there will always be some logical relationships you didn't notice yourself. They only need to peel your heart layer by layer to discover the secrets you hide!

Not talking, not taking a stand, not signing, not nodding, not admitting is the first thing to do when caught in the police station.

Then he carefully looked at Mr. Walter's attire and asked, "Where did your coat go?"

The current Mr. Walter is wearing a police shirt, which is washed a bit white, and there is a police badge of the New Jincheng Police Station on the chest pocket.

For someone like Mr. Walter, his attire must be decent. Although this shirt is very clean and has no strange smell, in the eyes of people in the upper class, its indecency has nothing to do with whether it is clean or has a strange smell.

"That woman bit me, and there are tooth marks on my clothes and on me. They said it was evidence and asked me to take it off, and they took pictures of my wounds."

The lawyer representative frowned slightly. "You can tell me the whole process of the matter now.", he lit a cigarette and then listened quietly.

When he heard that Mr. Walter had been drinking, that there were only two of them in the room at the time, and that he had been bitten, the slight change in the lawyer representative's expression was immediately captured.

"What's wrong?", he asked.

The lawyer representative rubbed his temples. "She bit you on the shoulder, which means when she bit you, the two of you must have been very close, possibly pressed tightly together."

"Combined with your other testimony, plus Lansi's interference with local justice, honestly, I don't think your chances of winning are high."

"They will definitely prosecute you for a criminal case, so we are not convincing the judge, but the jury. They are very smart!"

The lawyer representative couldn't help but praise their competitors, because this was indeed a very good idea.

This will clearly be prosecuted as attempted rape. This charge is a 100% criminal case litigation and belongs to a more serious criminal act. As long as the plaintiff does not propose a jury avoidance, the court will definitely arrange a jury.

The selection of the jury here is carried out from local volunteers. These volunteers have some subsidies, which can be considered a kind of social welfare for those who meet the requirements.

If the Lansi family were that kind of notorious gang, then the winning rate of this case would be very high!

Jury members might just make a ruling that clearly violates common sense and logic just to make the Lansi family unhappy.

But the Lansi family's reputation in New Jincheng is too fucking good!

Good to an incredible degree!

Almost everyone says they are good. They canceled various fees, let the police not harass the public, and organized the distribution of relief food and supplies and maintained public order!

They have done everything the government can do, and they have also done what they can't do. There is nothing left to break their status in the minds of ordinary people!

"... so the jury will definitely favor the plaintiff."

"They have sufficient evidence, and they also have sufficient motivation to prove that you might do that..."

Mr. Walter interrupted him. "I never thought about trying to rape a waitress!"

"Fuck, if I really want to vent, I can just spend a little money and get a bunch of girls. I don't need to lay a hand on a waitress!"

At this time, Mr. Walter was very excited. This charge is really too fucking bullshit!

Once it is confirmed, his life is almost ruined!

Originally, he thought that after the Workers' Party was established, he could become a high-ranking party member, and even have the possibility of entering government departments to work as a cabinet member or something in the future.

But if he carries a charge of attempted rape, he will never have the chance to become a big shot in his life. He will always only be behind the scenes, and he cannot hold an important position. Lansi is going to ruin him!

The lawyer representative listened to him and nodded. "I know, I know, Mr. Walter, I know everything you said, but you are not convincing me, not the judge, but those illiterate jurors!"

"They don't care whether what you say is reasonable or not. They are very likely to think that what the waitress said is reasonable. They like to accept the concept that rich people are all bastards. Do you understand?"

"The story is not written for you, for me, for all rational and calm people to see; it is written for those illiterate underclass people!"

"They have been hurt enough by people in the upper class. Now there is an opportunity, plus this story is indeed good, our winning rate is very small."

"The only thing we can consider now is to appeal to the circuit court after this trial, but I also have to tell you a bad piece of news, Mr. Walter."

"The appeal cases in Likalai State are all heard in the Ninth Circuit Court, and the Ninth Circuit Court is in Manton. In other words, that is still Lansi's turf."

"You still have to continue to appeal upwards to have a chance not to go to jail, but what is more troublesome is that further up, the Federal Supreme Court, those who can decide your fate, are either the Social Party or the Liberal Party, and they all have one characteristic—"

Mr. Walter showed a helpless and desperate expression. "They don't like the Labor Federation!"

"Bingo!", the lawyer representative nodded. "So... please forgive me for being more direct. What we need to do now is not to think of ways to conduct a not-guilty defense for you."

"Honestly, even if those top big lawyers from the Golden Diamond Law Firm came, they would be helpless in this situation."

"Our defense strategy should be placed on whether you really have to go to jail!"

"Drinking is evidence of your mistake, but it is also side evidence to reduce your subjective malice. If you drink too much, your brain is not normal, and you will do some wrong things. People will understand you."

"They want to convince the jury, so you and I must convince the public that you were just impulsive for a moment and are willing to pay any price to make up for your mistakes!"

The lawyer representative paused as he spoke. "Of course, I will report this matter to the Labor Federation and let them arrange some more lawyers to come over."

"Perhaps they will have some new defense ideas and might be able to achieve a not-guilty defense for you."

Listening to the lawyer representative, Mr. Walter was also a bit discouraged. He suddenly thought of something again. "I want to talk to Lansi. You have to help me!"

The lawyer representative knew what he meant. If a rotating vice president is willing to bow his head and pay the price at this time, maybe Lansi will reach a settlement with him.

This is clearly a setup, and smart people can see it, but the problem is also as he said.

When the power to decide whether an upper-class person is guilty or not is in the hands of a group of lower-class people, sometimes they will not maintain a neutral attitude.

This matter, perhaps only Lansi can solve it!

The lawyer representative nodded. "After I go out, I will contact Lansi as soon as possible. During this time, don't say anything, don't admit anything, even if it sounds like there is no problem at all."

"I will tell them that I will see you again tomorrow, and by then I will bring news from Lansi's side."

"Now...", he patted his trousers and stood up. "Good luck to you first!"

(End of chapter)