Chapter 89 You Are Fired

I asked Big A for the address of the police station, and the two drove over. Dilai stopped Song Ya who was about to get off the car. He pointed to a few cars across the street, and some of them were smoking and chatting next to the car, hanging around their necks. Caucasian man looking at the camera.

"It came so fast. The local tabloid reporters have already heard the news. You stay here and sit lower." He threw the peaked cap to Song Ya and walked into the police station.

Song Ya put on the peaked cap and lowered the seat back.

The tabloid reporters were very vigilant and kept looking in this direction. During the period, Hayden called the pager several times, but Song Ya didn't have a mobile phone, so he had no choice but to not return for the time being.

"I don't know why, but I don't like Motorola bricks. Now I realize that I don't have them. It's really inconvenient in an emergency." He thought to himself.

Ten minutes later, Delay went out to get in the car, "Pablo's lawyer has arrived, and the bail process is going on, and the result will not be available until three o'clock in the morning at the earliest."

"I thought about it just now, will Little Lowry put all the responsibility on Tony?" Song Ya asked.

Delay started the car, "Tony has already made up his mind to take the blame for Little Lowry. What else is there to push? No matter what, let's go back and consult Goodman first."

The two returned to A+ Records, Hayden had arrived and was chatting with Big A.

"Why didn't you call back?" Hayden breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Ya, "Some tabloids have already figured out the relationship between Tony, you, and little Lowry."

"Will it have any impact?" Song Ya saw Big A turned around and wanted to enter the studio, and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey! Thank you for today."

"It's okay, I'm tired from logging." Big A thumped his chest with his fist.

"Uh, you..." Song Ya pointed to his studio, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Hey! Bro... do I look like that?"

Big A smiled and walked into the studio, closed the door and put on headphones, "Hey, my listeners, it's been a long time, guess what? I just watched a good show, the big show of the year! It's about two popular singers, wow Whoa whoa whoa, that's brilliant, but excuse me, I can't go into some of the details..."

"It will definitely have no effect on you. I also greeted your other co-manager. He will read the tabloids and won't let them make up things. Also, Goodman is in your office." Hayden Leading Song Ya into the office, Goodman was already waiting inside.

Song Ya briefly introduced the situation, and Goodman frowned and said: "Illinois law stipulates that the illegal possession of a gun is less than five years..."

"Five years!" Song Ya exclaimed.

"Don't worry, you've heard and finished." Goodman continued: "In general, the sentence will not be so severe in practice. Does Tony have any criminal record?"

"Probably not." Song Ya still knew Tony.

Goodman said: "That's good. Tony has admitted to the police that the gun is his. He does not have a license to hold a gun, so it is illegal to hold a gun. We can only focus on mitigating the sentence. If a judge who is more merciful , It is not impossible to give a suspended sentence. But there are two points. He is black. According to statistics, the sentencing of black people is generally heavier. In addition, there are frequent shootings in Chicago, and the sentencing in this extraordinary period will be heavier than usual. .”

"Is it possible for Tony to get rid of the charge of illegal gun possession?" Song Ya didn't want to pin all her hopes on the kindness of some judge.

"That would overturn the previous testimony to the officer."

Goodman looked at Song Ya in surprise, "Are you sure you want to do this? If the confession is not recognized, you will almost definitely be sentenced to a heavier sentence. And if Tony retracts the confession, whose gun is it? Little Lowry's? Is Tony willing? Even if he is willing to retract his confession, this kind of behavior of betraying his brother will not end well in Nancheng, right? "

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Goodman's words made Song Ya calm down. Tony voluntarily took the blame. If he was really instigated by himself to overturn the confession, it would not only be a "good brother" for nothing, but everything behind it would be completely uncontrollable.

The danger is too great.

"In any case, you will accompany me to meet Tony with Little Lowry's lawyer later, and don't let the other party play tricks." He made a decision.

"Okay, I won't let Tony suffer." Goodman promised.

After Goodman left, Song Ya hung up on Michelle again, but she was stopped by the other party after she said a few words, "You are not my client, our conversation is not subject to the lawyer-client privilege Protection, so I can't talk to you about the case, sorry, APLUS..."

"It's not a case. I'm just asking you for some legal knowledge as a friend. For example, there is a black male. Let's assume that he admits to illegally holding a gun..."

Song Ya changed his way of speaking according to Goodman's teaching, and Michelle knew everything. His opinion was similar to Goodman's. Lighter sentences, some judges are disgusted with this."

"Thank you, Dr. Michelle."

In the early morning, Song Ya took Goodman to the gate of the police station under the protection of Hayden, Delay, Al, and Big A.

Little Lowry was imprisoned in the police station for so long, and they were so ostentatious in the strip bar. The news had already spread, and a large number of reporters had gathered outside the police station.

"APLUS! It's APLUS!" The reporters rushed forward when they saw Song Ya wearing a peaked cap and hiding her face behind her collar.

"Is the suspect your brother? APLUS!?"

"Tell me what you think of this case!"

"Is your brother a companion of Little Lowry? APLUS!?"

"Do police officers discriminate in the process of law enforcement?"

Song Ya just lowered his head and hurried on, and when he walked into the police station, he suddenly became quiet, "You can't bring so many people in, APLUS!" The policeman maintaining order at the door also recognized him.

"I'm his lawyer..."

"I'm his manager..."

Goodman and Hayden followed Song Ya into the room, "We are a family..." Big A was ruthlessly stopped outside by the police while speaking.

"Let's go back to the car and wait." Di Lai shouted at Song Ya.

Song Ya turned back and gave him a thumbs up to indicate that he knew.

After being ushered into the waiting hall, Pablo was chatting with a tall, fat black man in the corner, when he saw Song Ya coming over and waving at him, "Let me introduce you, this is the famous gold medal lawyer in Nancheng, Barron, Barron, APLUS. "

"Hey!" Barron smiled and held Song Ya's hand, "Don't worry, kid, we'll get them out soon, and Pablo will take care of everything."

"But it's illegal to own a gun..."

"This is a little troublesome, let's go back and talk about it when someone comes out," Barron said.

Barron had already gone in to chat with the two of them, so the police station refused Goodman's request to see Tony. Song Ya had no choice but to wait.

This is a square hall with benches placed against the wall. Some suspects who have been temporarily detained for misdemeanor crimes are also here. A few black men who came in for unknown reasons were handcuffed to the heating pipes, their eyes were confused, and Some of the drunkards who were taken in were throwing up trash cans one by one.

Two night shift police officers took turns patrolling the hall.

"Stand." Barron saw that Song Ya walked around the hall but couldn't find a satisfactory seat, and said with a smile, "There is no service spirit here at all."

At two o'clock, a black police officer brought Lowry and the 'silencer' out.

"Don't respond to the reporter when you get out, just follow Barron and me into the car." Pablo greeted him and warned.

Little Lowry lowered his head and agreed listlessly.

"Where's Tony? Hey! Where's Tony?" Song Ya didn't see Tony.

"Don't worry, I'll ask." Barron looked at the police officer.

"The suspect's gun is believed by the prosecutor to be related to a murder tool, so he will not be released on bail." The black police officer replied.

"Hey! That doesn't make any sense!" Barron's voice rose. "You're racist!"

The black police officer shrugged and didn't bother to talk to him.

Song Ya heard him mention racial discrimination, remembered Michelle's words, her eyelids twitched, and she walked up to Barron, "You are fired."

"What?" Barron looked at him in surprise.

"Calm down! APLUS!" Pablo supported Little Lowry's shoulders, "Shall we go back and discuss it first?"

Song Ya looked back at him and the silent little Lowry with a menacing look, "I am Tony's younger brother, and I want to change Tony's lawyer." He said to the police officer, "My lawyer Goodman will represent you. he."

Goodman stepped forward and introduced himself.

The police officer replied: "Okay, I'll go ask for instructions."