The weapon of the country

How can a case be heard by the Supreme Court?

"To win a case in the Supreme Court, five of the nine justices are needed; but to allow the Supreme Court to accept a case, only four of the nine are needed," said Shen Han.

Lawyer Lin further explained, "Among the nine justices, Judge Yan and Judge Zhan have opinions on the military department, we can assume that they will vote in favor. Judge Jiang has publicly criticized the sexual assault case in the military, and he will also Vote yes."

"...one more." Channing looked at the nine pictures of solemn black-robed judges on the projection board, and fixed his eyes on one of them. "Can we count on her?"

The only woman among the nine justices, Justice Ergard.In the projection, she rolled up her silver hair and stared straight at everyone who looked at her photo.

Lin Yuanzhe sighed softly, "Before she became a justice of the Supreme Court, she was a radical law enforcer. At that time, Judge Ergard would desperately vote for us, but now, she is more conservative than conservatives, We can't count on her."

Qian Ning's heart sank, and Shen Han called up another projection, "We can count on him."

Judge Cheng Sen, a fat man with a good temper and thick eyebrows.

"Judging from his past votes, he is a puppet of the media: as long as a case can become the center of media coverage, he will vote for this case." Shen Han looked at Chan Ning, "So now our fate It's in the hand of the lady reporter—whether she dares to write that report or not."

In the same city, in the post building at the other end of Xindu, the reporter lady Jocelyn kept walking up and down.

Her colleague rushed into the office, and she immediately greeted her, "Why did the police bother us? They confiscated the recordings I recorded for all the interviewees, and the original documents I brought back..."

The colleague looked sad and helped her up, "Xiao Qiao, you can't do this report anymore. Things are worse than we imagined. My contact told me that it wasn't the police who were bothering us. Hint. The military has issued a silence order to report this matter, we, the entire post, may be sued for destroying the reputation of the military, destroying the morale of the military, and creating antagonism among the people..."

Jocelyn took a step back, and her colleagues were worried, "Little Qiao, what's wrong with you? I know you have been running for this investigation for several days, but in this line of work, it is inevitable to give up. We still have another chance, and we will always There is a next chance."

She took a deep breath, "Can you help me with my shift for a while? I want to go to the hospital."

Colleagues knew why she was going to the hospital, and virtually everyone in the Post building did, in fact.He immediately said, "Of course it's no problem, just go and stay as long as you need."

She was sitting by the hospital bed, the huge machine and dense wires looked like a cold monster.

Her father was lying on the hospital bed, relying on these instruments to continue breathing and the rising and falling of his chest.

He frowned, woke up moaning, and opened his cloudy eyes, "Cerin?"

"dad……"

"Why are you here? Your investigation... isn't going well?"

She was silent.

Her father was stunned and smiled on the hospital bed, "You have been stopped, haven't you? The military department doesn't want your report to be published in the newspapers, they want to bury your investigation."

Jocelyn asked, "Should I give up this time?"

Her father gasped for breath, then laughed, "You know my answer. That brigadier, why do you think he found you instead of someone else?"

"Because, I am the daughter of the boss of the Post." She looked at her father and said word by word, "Because my father is the best reporter, he exposed the corruption of the government, even if the government threatened to throw him in Jail, and literally threw him in jail, he didn't give a clue who his govt informant was. Until the federal media association petitioned, and under pressure, the president pardoned him. This is how my dad earned his reputation , which is how the Post became a respected newspaper."

"They took your information?"

"A good reporter never forgets to make backup copies of important materials," says Jocelyn.

"Then go ahead," her father said. "Finish your story and I'll review it for you."

It took her eight hours to organize her drafts.Sitting on the floor of the reception room of the ward, listening to the ticking sound of the instrument, suddenly, a sharp sound sounded.

She got up abruptly and rushed to the hospital bed, but her legs were already numb after sitting for too long. Before she got up again, the nurse had rushed into the ward and started another round of rescue.

Jocelyn stared blankly, the rescue failed, the nurse and the doctor turned around, "Miss Qiao... please forgive me."

She is still standing.

A nurse supported her, "Maybe you need a little time..."

"Yes." Jocelyn took a deep breath, "Give us a little more time, please."

The nurse and the doctor exited in understanding. She locked the door, slid on the floor with her back against the door, climbed back to the floor of the reception room, finished writing her report, and chose to send it out.After doing this, I realized that my hands were cold.

Why is her dad reviewing it?The reviewing editor bears the primary responsibility. He approved the story for publication, and he is the one who will go to court for the crime.Based on his health condition, it is impossible for him to go to court, let alone serve a sentence, and this matter will be left alone.

But now that he's gone, she's taking responsibility for herself.

In the communicator, she heard the voice of the editor-in-chief, "Cerin, are we really going to publish this report? Was it your father, Mr. Joe, who approved it and signed it?"

She evaded the question and forced her voice to steady, "Yes, we are going to publish this investigative report."

The editor-in-chief heard something strange from her voice, "Cerin, your father..."

"Yes, yes!" she said through gritted teeth, her eyes blurred with tears, "We're going to publish this story!"