People in the US variety show, the genius doctor is fierce

Chapter 77 Poor Vampire

"I know because you're Batman and because you have money."

Sean looked at the bailiff's expressionless silence and smiled: "Well, my real problem is that although they called the police, the fact is that they were ready to hunt me down.

Is it wrong for me to fight back?
They attacked me, but they are innocent?"

"Of course not!" The bailiff shook his head: "The guilty must be punished, and deterring crime is the essence of the law.

You don't have to worry about the criminal being able to speak for himself without witnesses.

As a bailiff, I am also responsible for investigating and collecting evidence.”

At this point, he looked around and said, "I believe in your claim of self-defense. I will testify for you in the night court!
Then you can apply to the prosecutor and sue them for assaulting you!"

"Thank you very much." Sean smiled, but he was not naive enough to believe it completely.

In the world of American variety shows, don’t look at what others say, but look at what they do.

There are too many nice things said but not implemented at all, and some are even cryptic remarks.

Especially those who work in law.

The heart is so dirty.

The most popular hell joke in the American variety show world is about lawyers.

The lawyers in Meizong are known as the devil's advocates. They are far ahead of the world and are envied by their fellow lawyers in other countries around the world.

I'm not kidding!

This bailiff has the word "law" in his name and a face like Batman. His ability to appear and disappear in the dark is also very similar to Batman.

Of course Sean had to wait and see and keep his distance.

The bailiff's sunglasses could not hide the sharpness of his eyes. He understood what Sean meant from his reaction. He said nothing more, nodded to the three of them, and slowly walked into the darkness, disappearing visibly to the naked eye.

Even though Sean had anticipated it and stared intently with his senses fully open, he did not notice any spatial fluctuations at all.

It was as if he had simply walked into the darkness and become one with it.

"Stop looking. The bailiff is very powerful. We'd better obey him, otherwise..." Seeing Sean like this, Mrs. Kurt put aside the unpleasantness for a moment and couldn't help but speak out to remind him.

"What if he doesn't?" Sean asked with interest, "Will he just empty the magazine?"

"It's worse than that!" Mrs. Cotter shuddered, as if she had recalled some terrible memory.

"He will beat you up first. If he doesn't beat you to death, he will probably use special bullets that are designed to kill us and empty the magazine on us. In short, it's very scary."

"That's Batman's style." Sean was surprised: "That night court, is there still a so-called Judge Odinson who doesn't care?
So-called courts rely on fear?"

"What do you care about?" Mrs. Cotter said sadly, "When the police arrest criminals, there are often casualties. Isn't that a normal operation?
Many of the criminals who arouse public outrage but are unable to receive a fair trial under the law never even make it to court and are directly killed by the police.

That's all.

The most hateful thing is that some people, in order to take administrative leave, choose to empty their magazines regardless of the consequences. In order to grab administrative leave, a group of police officers even rushed to empty their magazines together.

I have a cousin who was beaten into a sieve like this!
The number of bullet holes on his body is more than the total number of bullet holes he emptied from all the girlfriends he dated over the past few hundred years. It's too brutal!"

"Humph! What does the court rely on if not fear? Does it really rely on the fairness of the law?" Mr. Cote also interrupted.

“Even God created demons to gain faith by inflicting violence and terror on mortals.

Otherwise, why would mortals believe in Him?

It's still a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other!"

"Since you know so much, why do you still dare to commit a crime?" Sean agreed with their statement and asked curiously.

"I really have no ill will towards you, I just want to feel sorry for you..." Mrs. Kurt felt even more aggrieved and looked at Sean eagerly.

"Me too." Mr. Kurt also said, "I just had an argument with her and got a little angry, so I made you misunderstand.

In fact, even if you don't do anything, I won't do anything to you.

I just want to…” He couldn’t finish his words here, because the dark scalpel No. 2 appeared in Sean’s hand again and he was playing with it, as if he was going to kill him if they didn’t agree.

Mr. Kurt glared at his wife with envy and jealousy.

He really wanted to accuse Sean of discriminating against him because of his sexual orientation, but he was afraid that Sean would really discriminate against him, or even be too opposed to this, so he would just stab him regardless.

So he didn't dare to say anything, and could only remind him quietly: "Go quickly, the trial will end sooner, so you don't have to worry all day."

"Can you take me for a ride?" Mrs. Kurt looked at Sean expectantly.

"Sure, I promised to take you for a ride before." Sean didn't refuse and smiled and invited her to go with him.

He didn't know where the night court was and needed someone to lead the way.

Besides, he really wanted to get some common sense from this vampire couple.

Judging from the situation, even if the couple goes to court, they may not be sentenced to death.

We will deal with each other again in the future.

Besides, now that everyone has stopped pretending and has come clean, maybe he can ask them to work together and help him learn and improve his medical skills.

Mrs. Kurt got on the passenger seat in surprise and fiddled with the seat belt for a while, still thanking: "Finally I don't have to squeeze into the subway."

Mr. Kurt quietly sat in the back seat.

"Can't you just turn into bats and fly over there?" Sean asked curiously while driving.

"Besides, you are the legendary vampires. You should all be nobles. The most important thing you have is money. Do you still need to squeeze into the subway?"

Speaking of this, he had some strange thoughts in his mind. It turns out that Batman and vampires have some connection.

Many vampires can transform into bats and fly.

"The Night Court stipulates that we cannot use our abilities too frequently, for fear that mortals would know and have a bad influence." Mrs. Kurt was very sad and depressed.

"As for the fact that vampires are all rich? First of all, vampires are also a group of people!
Since it is an ethnic group, there must be upper, middle and lower classes.

Being at the bottom of society, whether you are a human or a vampire, how can you have a good life?
Aren't they all being exploited harshly?

The lives of vampires portrayed in TV shows are those of the upper class.

Even if they occasionally describe our lives at the bottom of society, it is only our lives in their eyes, which is completely detached from our reality.

You call those capitalists vampires, too.

It is conceivable that among us, the real vampire community, the concept of hierarchy will be even stricter, and the exploitation of those of us at the bottom will be even more severe.

Not only do we have to pay tribute to the upper class, but we also have to pay such heavy taxes.

That damn IRS, they could have just robbed it!
Even if we have enough time and energy and work day and night, the bulk of the money will be taken away, and the rest is calculated, which is just enough for us to maintain our basic livelihood.

But the economy is bad now, we are almost unemployed, and we can hardly afford blood products.

If we hadn't been able to paint our faces black and sneak in from time to time to join in the zero-dollar shopping, we would have really starved to death.

We have considered leaving New York and trying our luck elsewhere.

Although the world outside is not as stable as New York, it is more cruel. There are demon hunters chasing you at any time, and you can be killed if you are not careful.

But at least there is a chance to try hard and work hard to get out of poverty and not have to suffer from hunger.

Being hungry is such a miserable feeling.

Woohoo! "

The more he talked, the sadder he became, and in the end, he just burst into tears.

Mr. Kurt in the back seat also wiped his eyes silently, obviously because his wife had hit the nail on the head.

Poor vampire, it's really miserable.

(End of this chapter)