Kamazeping came to smooth things out at the right time. He and Ferriche were of the same figure. As a lawyer, he naturally had many outfits. He borrowed one for emergency treatment for the time being.

The result is quite fit. The only disadvantage is that Carmazepine is a thin and hunchbacked guy with a small bust in his shirt. The main deterrent force of the double-flowered red stick comes from the pectoralis and biceps that are different from ordinary people. This is an important bargaining chip for Ferrice to "negotiate" and "persuade" the other party in daily life.

"Hold on."

"I can't even take a deep breath." Ferriche muttered dissatisfiedly

...

"This is simply a punishment! The Iron Virgin or Hot Copper Bull in the Middle World is just like this." Ferriche, who was wearing formal clothes, wailed.

Not only did the clothing change, but the originally energetic curly hair was fixed to a large back by Edward with a lot of hair wax. Not to mention such a cleanup, this guy suddenly changed from a non-stop player to a nouveau riche, and he was a little pleasing to him.

"If you have the ability, you let your friend do this?" Ferriche rattled, referring to Chris.

The big black one is naturally rolled and fluffy, and it looks like a merino wool sheep has become a sperm from a distance.

"You're pretty good at talking, why don't you appear in court?"

"I'll just say it..." Ferriche muttered

...

When we arrived at the court gate, there were indeed a large group of Western journalists blocking the door. The flashes kept flashing, accompanied by the sound of a clicking shutter and the large number of sticks of different lengths and thicknesses that reached in front of them. Edward felt that there were similar scenes in some Japanese films in his previous life, but he was facing various microphones, rather than small appliances that made him buzz or squeak.

Ferriche's two capable subordinates struggled to squeeze out a path from the crowd, and the group was able to pass through the crowd with difficulty.

"Damn it, why are these guys so difficult to deal with!" Ferriche's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Haha, this is just the beginning. It will be even more troublesome when Dami comes out later, but don't worry, no one will be staring at you at that time!"

Under American law, only judges have the right to approve arrest, and the application for parole must also pass the court.

Of course, Solomon Bloomheim and Stan Gordon do not want Dami to be successfully released on bail. They can effectively torture a person's mind in prison, and even without any "means" can make him more "cooperating".

But Dami's bail application is really perfect, with excellent students, zero criminal record, and even a speeding ticket, not to mention that Ferriche brought enough bail.

Sure enough, when the group took Dami away from the police station, there were more reporters at the door, and Dami enjoyed the treatment of a real Hollywood star.

"Damn it, I miscalculated it. I would have come with my sunglasses if I had known it. The flashlight almost made me cry." Edward muttered.

Dami's performance was also good. Facing the camera and microphone, he tried hard to open his eyes wide, looking innocent and weak, his chaotic hair made him look a little haggard, and he repeated, "I am innocent, I did not kill anyone, I swear in the name of my mother, I am absolutely innocent!"

Edward quietly pushed Ferriche, who was wearing a suit and tie. The latter was stunned and quickly entered the role, hugging his younger brother, "Dami, don't worry, no one can hurt you with me! No matter who it is, I want fxxffxk, he!"

Ferriche shook out his true nature on the street. The letters starting with f are unpredictable. Just like an excellent basketball center can always appear anywhere on the court, and the final sound is determined. The word f can be used in his mouth as a subject, predicate, object, and fixed. In short, there is no f, and no f cannot be used in any place, highlighting the wonderful and fickle grammar of e-text.

Edward covered his forehead. Why did this guy start showing off his grammar system at this time?

If I had known this, I wouldn't change my clothes.

The reporter suddenly became even more sensational.

Not only because of this guy's extraordinary words, but...

Ferriche is actually a standard handsome man. Compared to Dami, who looks shy and white-faced scholar, he is more fierce and brave, and emits a dangerous aura all over his body. What's more serious is that this aura is usually associated with male hormones, and a young girl passing by is about to call him.

Ferriche and Dami have been dependent on each other since childhood. They racked their brains for the case and were full of anger. At this moment, they just vented.

Regardless of the favor of the beauty next to him, he pulled off his tie and the movement was too large, causing three buttons on the shirt that Kamazepine lent him to break off, revealing his dark chest hair and a big scar. "Fxxk, I can finally breathe, I would rather be tied up with a rope than wear this thing. Oh, what do you want to say, oh! When I was ten years old, an eighth-grade bastard from Fxxk bullied Dami, but I chased him for three streets and stuffed the baseball bat into Fxxk's butt! That was my first time in the game, and I was not afraid of anything!"

It is still a superb use of f words, the fierce violence between words, combined with the open clothes, snatched Dami's limelight for a moment.

"Hey, Mr. Ferriche, look here, yes! Smile!" The photographers pressed the shutter like a snoring. Maybe, this year's Pulitzer Prize depends on this!

"Mr. Ferriche, look here, look here. Left, left." The photographer's idea was roughly the same, and there was a tendency to start moving closer to the vegetable market at the door of the police station.

"God, what is he doing? It's over!" Chris began to cross his chest. "Lord, give me wisdom to solve this problem."

The big man with a face full of compassion and despair, looked up at his partner, hoping to get some comfort from him.

result……

But Edward's eyes glowed, "Great, these two guys performed really well today."

"Not bad?" The big black man looked full of pain. "Feriche is showing the whole world that he is a gangster!"

"It's right to say this. His words were all in vain. But haven't you seen that he is trying to protect his younger brother! This has changed from revealing his true nature to revealing his true nature! Look, look, a vicious gang member, in order to protect his weak younger brother, does not hesitate to be enemies of this world! The upper level! The upper level! In our country where family is supreme, this is the most popular subject, not to mention that these two brothers are quite handsome!"

"Then I hope this family ethics joke, not ethical drama, can hedge some of the glory of the 'just star'," Chris murmured.

"I hope... by the way, you put your ears in!"

Hei Da was unaware of it but still bent down. Edward leaned into his ear and said, "You, hurry up and announce that Ferrice offers a reward of 100,000, no, 150,000 dollars to anyone who can find Barbara. Those who provide the correct clues will also be rewarded. You can think about the specific words and sentences yourself. You will score higher than mine in writing this course in the verdict."

"Why am I going?" Chris was puzzled.

"Nonsense, you're so shady! What a good symbol of racial unity! Go quickly, maybe your photos will be available to this year's Pulitzer Prize!"

"You are a mixed-race Jewish and Chinese, not Bayern, that's OK?"

"Nonsense, you're not sure if you're fine. You're not sure about the reputation of the Jews in this country! Isn't it just that I'm going to be a label of being accomplice of Italians and Jews?!"

"What does it mean to be in a collusion? This is an ancient oriental classic. The powerful but brainless wolf and the cunning but short-legged wolves jointly harm people, so as to exert the effect of one plus one greater than 2. Isn't this what the Italian gangsters and Jewish vampires are like?"

"That bastard Solomon Bloomheim will definitely not miss this opportunity! Hurry up, hurry up! After that, we will discuss the countermeasures when we go back!"

Chris, who was like a black tower, walked to Dami's side, and his visual deterrence was greater than that of Ferriche.

For an inappropriate example, it is like a malay bear and a brown bear, a leopard and a South China tiger. The former looks vicious, while the latter is synonymous with viciousness, even if it is a pronoun for suits and leather shoes at this moment.

The crowd was a little confused for a moment.

"I am a friend of Ferriche and Dami, and the legal counsel for this case. Now, on behalf of Mr. Ferriche, I announce that no matter who it is, as long as Ms. Barbara is able to find Ms. Barbara, we will thank him for $150,000. There are also relevant thanks for providing the exact information. We need to discuss the specific amount. We are very sad about Ms. Barbara's disappearance. We hope to find her as soon as possible, so that she can return to normal life, and also allow Dami to wash away the crimes imposed on him. May God bless Ms. Barbara and all of us."

Ferriche was stunned and then took the call, "150,000, yes! As long as I find Ms. Barbara, I am willing to pay more money! But I only have that now, but it doesn't matter. As long as I open a price, I can borrow money from the bank to pay the reward! I can mortgage the property and my car! As long as Barbara can appear, I am willing to pay any price! Any price!"

He immediately said to Dami: "Don't worry, my dear brother, my brother will never let you go to jail, absolutely not!"

...

Finally, I brought the person back safely.

In the temporary office, Edward was overjoyed at the TV news, "It would be a pity that these two brothers would not be actors. Marlon Brando and Richard Burton are both too old. Hollywood is short of younger generations at the moment. But you are not bad, you look very upright and generous. Damn it, don't do it. I rarely tell the truth. If you go to court to debate, the effect will be very good. Unfortunately, it can only make Kamazepine show off."

"Your hand is really pretty." Chris just scared him, otherwise if he really started to fight, all three Edwards would not be enough for him to hit him.

"Well, this not only shows our sincerity, but also arouses public curiosity. Why are Barbara's family and her fiancé indifferent to this? Logically, they should have offered a reward to find someone. By the way, it was also emphasized that people are only missing, not dead. These small actions, I hope they can have some effect on the jury."

"I hope so."

"So, let's go back to the case, Kamazepine, do you have any thoughts on appearing in court?"

"The 'beautiful Solomon' is hard to do. Although the judge is the master of the court, he is largely more similar to a host. Whether Dami is guilty depends mainly on the attitude of the jury. Unless we have enough reason to convince these twelve people."

"Yes." Chris scratched his head, "What should we do to defend a strategy is really a headache. If Barbara is alive, everything is easy, but there is no clue for so long, I'm afraid... If this is the premise, Dami will be spared unless he finds a guy who looks more like the murderer. But where can I find this?"

"More like the murderer?" Edward's eyes lit up. "This Ms. Barbara's fiancé, Mr. McPace, should have many criminal records, right? After all, he is the son of the boss of Hell's Kitchen. I don't believe this guy is cleaner than Dami!"

"I have an acquaintance at the police station, so I can ask them to help check it out." At the critical moment, Kamazepine suggested.
Chapter completed!