The power of the Internet is really not comparable to that of news channels, mainly because the audience base is too large.

But it is only a certain class that is truly loyal to traditional media, but it has to be admitted that although this class has few people, it has a lot of energy.

The presiding judge has always been peaceful, and although his expression is serious, his eyes are peaceful.

Even when looking at Marshal Ye, he was not at all emotional, and he was even like scrutinizing his own children.

Marshal Ye didn't have time to look at him or others. His eyes were staring at his father.

My father was often away from home before, and it was normal for the father and son not to meet for several months.

But Marshal Ye only stayed in it for more than a month this time, but he felt that he hadn't seen his father in a century.

Last time my father was seriously ill, he also went to Military Reclamation City. But he was not very sad.

Even when his mother cried, he did not shed tears. It was not that he was unfilial, but that he did not believe that such a strong father would leave him.

So, when everyone was sad, he chose not to care. He used his inattention to tell everyone that my dad would be fine.

Sure enough, things catered to his ideas without any deviation, and he was also very calm because things should have been like this.

Seeing his son looking at him, Ye Yuze nodded with a smile on his face, with a peaceful expression.

Ivana lay in her husband's arms, not daring to look at her son.

Seeing his father's smile, Marshal Ye smiled, and his heart suddenly felt relieved.

He didn't even think about going out, he just hoped that his father would not be depressed or even be depressed for himself.

As for mothers, he wouldn't worry if he had a father. This man is a mountain and could resist any storm.

Liu Haoran quietly waited for Philsi to finish his statement, and then slowly began to make a statement.

"First of all, what I want to refute Mr. Firth is that my client, Marshal Ye, is not the one he teaches the child."

"Because he has been a good kid with both good character and academic performance since elementary school."

He took out a stack of documents and certificates, which were all the various rewards that Marshal Ye had received since elementary school.

I have to admit that Mr. Ye is really excellent. Since elementary school, his grades in each subject are basically A.

Moreover, he has always been a member of the school baseball team. As the main attacker and captain, he has led the team to overcome difficulties and won many honors since junior high school.

Although he has just entered high school, he has also made his mark and won the Cy Young Award in the Boston City High School Competition.

You know, he is still young and can imagine the difficulty of winning this award in the high school baseball league where many experts are.

Also, Mr. Ye is also a community volunteer and participates in community activities every weekend. Because of his seriousness and organizational skills, the community also commends him every year.

This reward is naturally not a material product, it is just a certificate, but the value of this certificate is understood by a student.

You should know that American schools sometimes look at these more important than studying.

But many things in the early stage have been cleared. At least, the life imprisonment that James Mc expected cannot be done without parole.

No matter how wide a connection he has and how good the judge has to do with him, there is so much evidence in front of everyone, no one dares to take the blame for the world.

Mr. Ye returned to the detention center in a complicated mood. Because he was not an adult, he was detained in the police station detention room at the beginning.

Now after the trial, we will be transferred to a special juvenile detention center.

Marshal Ye actually didn't want to go there. He just became the boss and had to change places. He probably had to do another battle.

He is not afraid of fighting, but is just afraid of trouble. After all, today's trial gave him hope, and it seems that he can still breathe the air of freedom in his life.

There is no difference between the detention center and the police station facilities, but there is a layer of soft packaging for various facilities. There are only four people in the room.

After Marshal Ye entered, he lay down directly when he saw the empty bed. He was a little tired.

After a day of verbal battles, my body and mind were relatively exhausted. Although he didn't need to say much, his emotions kept fluctuating. Naturally, it was a lot of money.

After lying down, Marshal Ye realized something was missing. When he stretched out his hand, he realized that the quilt was missing.

He sat up and looked around, and found that there was a quilt on the bed on the left, so he reached out and took it over.

Three people in the room kept staring at him. Except for a big man, those two were not enough for Marshal Ye to punch him.

One of them has a pretty cute blonde hair and handsome facial features, but there are some freckles on the cheekbones.

The big man was a black man with a strong body. His eyes looked at Marshal Ye with contempt.

Marshal Ye was well educated every word and deed, which made him very unhappy. He hated such a rich young master in his life.

However, the supervision here is relatively strict and the punishment is heavy, so he dare not act rashly.

Marshal Ye pulled the quilt and fell asleep, and then he slept until midnight.

He was hungry and anxious to urinate, so he got up and rushed into the bathroom.

But before he could finish peeing, he found himself blocked inside, with the big man in front, and the two little men following him, staring at him with malicious intentions.

Marshal Ye didn't even turn his head back, and hit the big boy's stomach with a fierce blow.

Then I continued to pee, tied my pants after peeing, and then turned around and asked:

"Are you still fighting? Keep going if you don't agree."

The big man was still rolling on the ground at this time. He couldn't even hum and was in a state of pain.

The two little men looked at Marshal Ye in horror, not daring to say a word.

Marshal Ye pointed at the curly hair: "Go and find some food for me, I'm hungry!"

Curly hair ran away, and Marshal Ye was puzzled, where could you go to such a small house?

Unexpectedly, Curly flipped under his bed a few times, found a loaf of bread and two boiled eggs and handed it to him.

Mr. Ye was very satisfied, but he tasted a little choked, and curly hair quickly took out a box of milk and handed it on it, looking like a terrible leg.

Marshal Ye patted him on the shoulder: "Yes, someone bullies you and tell me. My name is Marshal Ye."

Curly nodded excitedly: "My name is Tom, you will be my boss from now on."

Marshal Ye asked while eating: "Why did you come in?"

Curly scratched her head embarrassedly: "I like to play with computers. They said I was a hacker and it was illegal."

Marshal Ye was stunned. There were many hackers in the United States, and many young people had never heard of anyone being arrested?

So he asked, "What are you doing?"

The boy lowered his head and whispered: "I entered the Citibank system and exchanged names for several depositors."

Marshal Ye was stunned for a moment and was a little curious: "How did you change it?"

Curly scratched her head again: "I exchanged a ten-dollar customer with a billion-dollar amount."

"puff!"

Mr. Ye spewed out a mouthful of milk: "Are you planning to rob the rich and help the poor?"

Curly nodded, I think they should experience each other's life.

Marshal Ye has to admire that this little guy really has an idea.

"What else?"

Marshal Ye couldn't help asking again.

The boy was a little sad this time: "I entered the military system and turned the missile aimed at Asia to Europe."

Marshal Ye didn't understand what he said: "Why did you do this?"

Curly thought for a while and replied: "I think the biggest threat to the United States is Europe rather than Asia."

"Okay, you really have an idea."

Marshal Ye had to praise him, this curly hair is really a bold idea, and comparing himself with others is simply a slight witch, and it is almost the same to let him be his boss.
Chapter completed!