The Mafia Empire

Ev more troubling was another incidt: Jim's wife was skinned and hung outside the op balcony on the third floor of Jim's house. According to Guar tradition, the harshest punishmt for a traitor is skinning the person alive and crucifying them.

Everyone who knew the inside story was shocked by the ruthlessness of that young man. At the same time, a strange emotion began to spread, as if this Guar youth was differt from the others.

Julian's name began to spread wildly within the Guar community and ev started to reach the outskirts of Ternell City. Some ev began to say that he was the inheritor of the will of the Guar Kingdom, seeing him as the future hope of the Guar people!

A series of brutal tactics finally jolted Wood awake from his perfect plan. Especially wh he personally saw an unsigned velope placed on his office desk, he was so frighted that he broke out in cold sweat, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn it, investigate! Investigate every single one of them! Who the hell brought this damn velope in here and placed it on my desk?" Wood, raging with anger, tried to mask the fear in his heart. The fact that Julian's people were able to put this velope, containing a bullet, on his desk today—did it mean that tomorrow morning, instead of his wife's good morning kiss, a bullet might greet him?

All the Guars in Wood's home and company were dismissed. Ev suspected Guars were illegally detained and beat, but the truth did not come to light. Wood knew that if he couldn't strike back as hard as he was struck and do it fast, he would likely become a laughingstock—or worse, a stepping stone.

Meanwhile, Julian showed no trace of satisfaction or joy. He sat calmly in Courtroom No. 3, observing the "duel" betwe Kevin and Camille. From the beginning, Kevin had laid a trap, needing Camille to believe that this was a premeditated murder, and that the "victim" Nasha was one of the masterminds.

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For this reason, he left ough doubts for Camille to uncover, expose, and seek explanations for, leading him step by step into the trap.

During the trial, Kevin prested a new viewpoint that no one had previously considered: that the killer might not have known Nasha at all. In Camille's perspective, the case involved two sides: one was Morris, and the other was Nasha and an unknown figure. This was the only way to explain the suspicious details and evidce at the sce.

However, after Kevin introduced the "three-party theory" and corroborated Camille's guesses on some key evidce, he constructed a more plausible scario that fit the facts at the sce. He not only convinced the spectators but also the jury.

In the d, he provided ough evidce—a blood stained adult male's clothing and two testimonies from hotel staff. Ev the judge believed that Kevin's argumt was plausible.

"My view is that from start to finish, my clit, Miss Nasha, was the first victim. First, we must acknowledge that Miss Nasha is a believer who would not have violated her religious principles by gaging in premarital sexual activity."

Kevin handed out his prepared materials to the jury, the judge, and Camille.

"After the incidt, the coroner performed an autopsy on Mr. Morris. According to the findings, it's clear that Mr. Morris had not gaged in any form of sexual activity before his death. Based on this, my argumt is that after Mr. Morris brought the unconscious Miss Nasha into the room, someone tered while he was taking a shower, taking advantage of the sound of water to mask their movemts."

"Wh Mr. Morris came out of the bathroom and prepared to get dressed and leave… if you believe that." As Kevin said this, the somber courtroom erupted in laughter, and ev the judge's lips twitched slightly.

Ternell was not a bustling metropolis; it didn't have an dless population of permant residts. It was a small city, so small that if something happed on one side, people on the other side would soon hear about it. "Leather Pants" Morris was no unknown figure. Most people knew of his misdeeds, so Kevin's small joke made many people smile knowingly.

Ha! Morris would let a girl he'd stripped lie on the bed, take a shower, and th leave?

Come on, that's impossible.

Camille stood up with a dark expression. "Your Honor, I object! The defse counsel's mockery of the main victim, Mr. Morris, is defamatory!"

The judge tighted his expression and knocked the gavel. He looked toward Kevin, though there was a hint of amusemt in his eyes. "Objection sustained. Please show respect to the deceased, defse counsel."

Kevin offered an apologetic look. "Alright, I apologize for my previous commt."

"The third party who tered the room indeed countered Mr. Morris as he was about to leave. During their altercation, Mr. Morris was killed. To cover up the truth, this mysterious person forced himself on the unconscious Miss Nasha and fabricated the sce, making it appear as though Miss Nasha, during her resistance, accidtally killed Mr. Morris while being assaulted.

"According to testimony from the hotel doorman, a young man was se leaving in a hurry during the time of the incidt. The same young man bumped into a hotel staff member as he left. This supports the notion that an unknown third party was prest at the sce. This person not only brutally murdered Mr. Morris but also assaulted the unconscious Miss Nasha.

"And this third party is the true culprit in this case!"

Camille couldn't help but stand again. "Your Honor, I object! The defse counsel's narrative of the crime is purely speculative. Without sufficit evidce, his argumt is mere conjecture and should not guide the outcome of this case!"

The judge thought for a momt, th shook his head. "The defse counsel's argumt aligns with the conditions at the crime sce, and he has provided critical evidce and testimony. Objection overruled."