American Scandal King

Chapter 165 Court Trial (Part )

On this day, the entrance of the Los Angeles Court was crowded with reporters from all walks of life.

A black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the courthouse. Ian got out of the car and straightened his collar.

Countless reporters came from all directions, all pointing their microphones at Ian:

"Mr. Carl, were you personally involved in the destruction of the MS Gang?"

"Did you kill dozens of MS gang members with your own hands?"

"I heard that you even forced Jessica and the others to kill people with their own hands?"

"Mr. Carl, you once killed four gangsters in a hotel shooting and whipped the corpses of two gangsters who tried to rob you. Do you think your heart is full of violence and bloodlust?"

"Mr. Karl, do you think you're better as a killer than as a journalist or a business owner?"

Facing all kinds of probing questions from reporters from major media outlets, Ian smiled and said, "This is a public trial. You can watch CBS's exclusive report for the details."

Fake!

All the reporters cursed in their hearts.

Ian strode into the courthouse accompanied by his secretary and assistant.

This was not Ian's first time in court. He had been there during the last whipping incident, but the evidence was conclusive at that time and there was not much room for discussion, so the matter was quickly determined to be Ian Carr's legitimate self-defense.

But this time it's different.

Someone accused him of murder and even forced Jessica and others to shoot the gangsters.

This is a bit troublesome!
But Ian didn't care, or rather, after the incident, he spent more time comforting Jessica and the others and reassuring them.

At this moment, I entered the courtroom and stood in the dock. I first swore an oath according to the procedure that everything I said was true before God, and then the prosecutor's lawyer made his statement.

The prosecutor's lawyer called out, "Please call the witness Easterbrook."

Soon, a black boy appeared in the witness stand. He had a nose ring and was dressed in colorful clothes, but his eyes were filled with fear.

It was obvious that he was regretting and afraid!
The prosecutor began to ask the other party: "Mr. Brooke, what is your responsibility in the Crips Gang?"

The defense lawyer shouted, "Objection! The Crip Gang is just a folk term. It's not a registered organization. We can't target an unidentified organization."

The judge nodded and said, "Please, the prosecution, do not mislead the witness."

The prosecutor shrugged. "Mr. Brooke, what is your job?"

The young black man said, "I don't have a job. I work for Mr. Kreps, and he will give us some benefits."

"What exactly?"

"Fighting, collecting protection money, that's all."

"No more?"

The black man spread his hands and said, "That has nothing to do with me. I'm just doing odd jobs."

"Then tell me what you saw on the night of June 6th."

The black boy answered skillfully: "That night Boss Kreps asked me and some other people to go to Aikman Street."

"What are you doing there?"

"Collect the bodies, and follow someone's orders."

"Is that person here now?"

"Yes."

"Can you point it out?"

The black man looked at Ian and pointed his finger at him: "That's him."

There was an uproar in the audience seats.

In a sense, this is telling everyone that Ian Carr has close ties with the Crips.

Ian smiled.

The prosecutor continued, "Tell me what you saw."

The black guy said, "I actually didn't see Ian Carl kill anyone. We were all waiting outside, and then we heard gunshots. Then Filipso told us that we could go in. When we went in, we saw corpses everywhere. A girl ran out of the crazy Kit's room, and we drove her back..." The black man stammered as he spoke, and Kreps in the audience had an ugly look on his face.

asshole!

asshole!

I will tear you into pieces!

I got whipped ten times for this!
After hearing Ian force the five girls to shoot the gangster who killed MS, everyone looked at Ian again, and Ian was still smiling.

The prosecutor said, "So you saw Officer Catherine tied up?"

"Yes."

The prosecutor shouted to the judge, "As we've heard, it's clear that things weren't as described in Ian Carr's newspaper. Officer Catherine single-handedly rushed into MS, killed the criminals, and rescued the girls. She was tied up at the time, so it was impossible for her to do that. Ian Carr did all this, and he has no law enforcement authority! This was a bloody massacre! Ian Carr launched a bloody massacre to get his exclusive news! To do this, he even forced five poor girls to commit murder!"

He said as he returned to his seat.

Ian's defense attorney came out and said, "Request that Officer Catherine be summoned."

Following the summons, Catherine appeared on the witness stand.

The defense attorney asked, "Officer Catherine, how did you deal with those MS gangsters?"

Katherine replied: "With a gun."

There was a low laugh from the gallery.

The defense lawyer laughed and asked, "Have you ever been arrested by someone with MS?"

Catherine glanced at Ian, who had a confident smile on his face.

Catherine took a long breath. "No, I didn't."

The defense lawyer said, "But someone saw you being caught by the madman Kit that night."

Catherine shook her head: "If that were the case, I would have been sold to those rich men like Jessica and the others. I am quite confident about my appearance."

The gallery erupted in laughter again.

The defense attorney said: "They said Ian Carr killed him."

Catherine looked at Ian and sneered, "His marksmanship is only good enough to bully smaller characters. He's not that capable. Besides, he's a reporter. He's focused on filming, not killing people."

For a moment, Catherine really didn't want to clear Ian's name, but there was nothing she could do.

If she admitted all that, she herself would become a stain.

In the face of her own interests, Catherine could not do that after all.

After Catherine, it was Jessica and others who denied everything and claimed that they had not experienced those things.

Next it was Ian himself who was questioned.

The prosecutor stood in front of Ian Carr, holding a large report from the Los Angeles Herald, and said to Ian Carr, "Mr. Carr, how did you know that a gunfight would take place that night?"

Ian smiled: "It's the butterfly that knows, not me."

"He is dead."

Ian spread his hands: "It's really a pity. I lost my best reporter."

The audience burst into laughter again.

The prosecutor glared at Ian. "But Mr. Carl, don't you think this is too much of a coincidence? The gang that killed Bates was wiped out by Butterfly. You are always the first to get involved in these large-scale gang fights."

Ian Carr raised his brows. "Coincidence? No, there are no coincidences in this world. What we have is unremitting perseverance and life-threatening struggle. Filipino is the best reporter in the world. To obtain the truth of the world, he risked his life to charge on the front line between life and death. There are no coincidences. What we have is hard work and the good qualities of a professional journalist. This is the Los Angeles Herald. Every one of our reporters has a fearless spirit of sacrifice. We are braver than soldiers..."

"Enough, this is not the place to advertise for you!" The prosecutor was speechless.

Could you please have some shame?

He glared at Ian fiercely: "Easterbrook saw with his own eyes that you forced five girls to kill those guys!"

Ian Carr smiled: "I heard it, but unfortunately he is lying. Actually..."

He paused and looked at the judge: "Your Honor, I want to have a direct conversation with Easterbrook and prove that he is lying."

(End of this chapter)