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Madlen finally figured it out.

Fisk did it on purpose - in fact, with Medellin's smart brain and years of experience as a gangster lawyer, how could he not think of this?

He even began to suspect whether Fisk had given him the evidence on purpose.

It's just that Mark Murdoch had the evidence on him, but Fisk didn't, so he was hoping for a lucky break, thinking that as long as he sent Fisk in jail, he would be safe, and no one would pursue the evidence anymore.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood.

I seem to have taken the wrong path.

However, the arrow has already left the bow, and it is too late to regret now.

“Thank you, Mr. Medlen.

Mr. Fisk, do you have anything else to say now?"

"Of course!" Fisk adjusted his tie. "But before I say anything, I want to ask attorney Mark Murdoch, do you think you've won?"

"Yes, I won!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't think so!" Fisk glanced at Pix beside him, then at the stands, and his eyes swept across the faces of Mrs. Stacy, Erica, and Gwen, and then he said with a smile: "Mr. Judge, can I start defending myself now?"

"Of course, it's your right."

"But before that, I really want to confirm one more thing." Fisk looked at the old judge, "If the police chief, the lawyer, the witness, and Mr. Pickles are all telling lies, and colluding with each other and deceiving the judge in front of so many people, then have they violated the laws of the United States of America?

I'm sorry, I'm not a legal professional and I'm not sure if they are breaking the law, so I want to ask the judge first."

"Yes." The old judge said affirmatively, his voice unconsciously rising, "But you have to produce enough evidence!"

"No problem!" Fisk shrugged. "Then I'll start defending myself."

He said to Mark Murdoch: "Mr. Lawyer, you are such a villain."

Chapter 92 Murdoch can’t afford to lose!

"You despicable villains want to frame me. It really makes me feel sick. I used to think you were upright people, but I didn't expect you to be such despicable villains."

"Knock, knock, knock!" The old judge banged the gavel and said in a bad tone: "Mr. Fisk, if you continue to make personal attacks on them, I will disqualify you from speaking."

"I'm sorry, Your Honor!" Fisk apologized without any sincerity, then stood in front of the glass and looked at everyone, "I know that I must be an unforgivable prisoner in your hearts.

But what I want to say is that this is nothing more than a shameless frame-up designed by Mr. Mark Murdoch, Director George, lawyer Madeline Carlin and Mr. Pixar.

I know you will think I am struggling to survive." Fisk saw the impatient expressions on many people's faces, but he pretended not to see them and said to himself: "Next, I will refute the evidence provided by Mark Murdoch's lawyer one by one."

Mark Murdoch showed a disdainful smile on his face.

He has checked these evidences repeatedly.

There is no possibility of any mistakes.

And the smile on his face was also seen by Erica.

The former Hand assassin inexplicably developed an urge to punch Mark Murdock's face in the face.

"Mr. Fisk, do you need me to call any witnesses or obtain any evidence?" said the old judge.

Fisk shook his head, "I am an honest businessman, I have never done anything illegal, and I am planning to enter the film and television industry recently!" As he spoke, Fisk raised his arm and gently exerted force, and the suit on his body burst open, revealing the steel-like, hideous muscles underneath. Each muscle was like a steel ingot and full of visual impact: "But after observing the acting skills of those Hollywood movie stars, I suddenly felt that they may not be as good as me!

So, I acted in a movie myself.

And the film was completed half a month ago.

Although it has not had time to be released yet, I think this movie will be a big hit if it is released!

I'm waiting for a time, a time that will allow this movie to reap the greatest rewards.

During this period, my editor edited some of the footage to make a promotional title to be played in cinemas, and also edited some stills to use as posters for promotion, and these things are the evidence you have just seen.

So I find it funny that movies can be used as evidence.”

"Hahahaha!"

I don’t know who laughed first, but everyone laughed out loud.

They all thought Fisk was crazy.

However, some people's faces turned ugly.

Among them was Medellen, who was still sitting in the witness stand.

Mark Murdoch's face was also a little serious. He noticed something was wrong, but he did not immediately believe Fisk's words. Instead, he sneered and retorted: "Your Honor, I request a urine test on Mr. Fisk to see if he has taken drugs and is mentally ill."

The old judge was about to agree.

Fisk said loudly: "I know you will think I am crazy, but there is someone who can testify for me. I can call this witness to testify."

The old judge paused as he saw the cameras and felt that he could not be led by Fisk, so he said, "Mr. Fisk, where is your witness? If you don't have him..."

The old judge's words had not yet been spoken.

Seven or eight people suddenly stood up on the stands.

Each of them has a different dressing style.

Some of them wore glasses and looked gentle and refined, like accountants; some of them held cameras in their hands, and those who didn't know them would think they were reporters. Although they were all wearing suits, one could still find some eye-catching features in them.

"What are you all standing up for?

Sit down, or I'll hold you in contempt of court."

"Your Honor, we can all prove that what Mr. Fisk said is true, because we were the one who filmed that movie!"

The man holding the camera bowed slightly to the judge, and then continued, "We are from the King of New York crew, and Mr. Fisk is our producer and actor. We can prove that the photos and videos just now were all taken in the crew.

However, that video was not our original video, but a pirated recording that was blurred.

In fact, Mr. Fisk hit a watermelon, a big watermelon, and Mr. Fisk also stained a suit... Our prop master was not professional enough, and we are deeply sorry."

"What!" The old judge suddenly felt his lips a little dry. He took another sip of coffee, then looked at Fisk, and then stared at Mark Murdoch.

The latter's expression also looked somewhat ugly.

But he was not so easy to accept, and directly refuted: "You said this is a movie scene, then where is the evidence?

I can’t believe you just because you say so."

The man holding the camera was in a state of hesitation.

This made Mark Murdoch think he had found another rebuttal.

But Fisk suddenly said, "Mr. Mark Murdoch, this is a movie that has not yet been released. I invested more than 3.5 million U.S. dollars in it. It is not impossible to play it in court at this moment.

But this also means that the film will be at risk of being leaked! This will cause me, all the staff of this film, and other investors to suffer heavy losses.

Can this responsibility be shared by you, Chief George, Attorney Medlen, Mr. Peakes, Your Honor, Ms. Prosecutor, and the jurors in the trial court?"

The jurors had come to watch the show, but when they heard this, they suddenly became hesitant.

They don't want to be in debt for no reason.

But obviously they are not qualified to speak here for the time being.

The judge, Chief George and Mark Murdoch looked at each other, then he nodded and turned his attention to the prosecutor.

The prosecutor also nodded.

“Yes, if you do have evidence, any losses will be borne by this court!

Moreover, this court will help you recover your financial losses!" At this point, the old judge stood up again as if performing a show, and said to everyone: "Please stand up and swear to ensure that all evidence in this court will not be leaked."

Everyone immediately stood up reluctantly, especially the reporters. Today's show would definitely make the front page headlines. Although there was no way to leak the so-called evidence, other things that were not evidence would definitely be enough to make the newspaper sell well.

Fisk smiled.

He nodded at the man.

The latter immediately took out a CD and a large number of photos prepared in advance from his backpack.

The bailiff took the evidence and took another oath.

Not until all the crew members swore that the whole thing was true.

This CD was then put into the VCR.

Soon the scene began.

Fisk appeared on the screen.

Then, at the request of the crew, the footage was fast-forwarded until that scene appeared.

In a narrow room.

The dim light shone on Fisk and the Mexican's faces.

The two began a conversation, and an argument ensued.

In the end, Fisk smashed his head with his fist.

The plot is no different from the previous blurry picture.

But the only difference is.

In this clearer movie, the picture is not blurry at all, and you can clearly see the ferocious expression on Fisk's face. More importantly, it was shot with multiple cameras, showing from different angles the scene of Fisk smashing the Mexican's head.

And these images shot from multiple camera angles are no different from the blurry images.

Everyone understood, and at the end it was like something collided with each other and made a "click" sound!

It wasn’t something that fell on the ground, but the script board used by the script supervisor to record the filming!

Medlen's face turned pale.

He knew clearly that he had been cheated.

More importantly, he offended someone who should not be offended.

Pixar's expression also changed.

He kept muttering, "Fake, fake, this is fake."

But the fact is that his nagging cannot change it at all.

The women's faces suddenly calmed down.