Mystery: Shadow of Order - Chapter 1 on the court

"Wood Johnson is charged with stealing, on November 17, a pair of gilded harness worth about 15 soli belonging to Mr. Raul Hendler. Do you deny the guilt, Mr. Johnson?"

"I am innocent, sir!"

Hearing the familiar words spoken by the clerk and the defendant, Burton Chester turned his attention to the young man sitting on the left side of his row. It was a handsome young man with a white fake collar, a black open-fronted loose-sleeved robe with shoulder pads, and a short white wig made of horsehair. Sitting and looking at the judge on the bench, he is the defense lawyer of the defendant-Rolls Adrian.

For this young man who was dressed the same as himself, Burton Chester knew him well, or in other words, no one among the judicial practitioners in Backlund did not know him.

Rawls came from a family of lawyers. His father, Mason Adrian, was born in poverty but was not satisfied with the status quo. He worked as a worker in the dock area during the day and studied in the free night school established by the goddess of the night at night. He entered the Law School and became a barrister. In just a few years, he became famous in Backlund's legal profession. At the age of thirty-five, he even founded a law firm. Perhaps it was due to overwork in the early years that Mason had not lived past the age of sixty and died of illness the year before.

Rolls Adrian, who was still studying at Lincoln Law School in Tingen at the time, returned to Backlund to deal with Mason's funeral and took over his own law firm.

Of course, if that was the case, Burton would never know Rawls so clearly, he was just a young man who inherited his own law firm. Backlund has young people who inherit a large amount of property every year, and every year they squander their property, and then go to the dock area to wander, go to young workers as workers, Burton saw a lot when he was a lawyer when he was young, and even drafted Lots of sales contracts.

But Rolls Adrian is different. After his father passed away, he completed his five years of studies in just six months, graduated from Lincoln Law School and became a barrister. And then like his father Mason, no! He became famous faster than his father. It only took him a year to become a famous barrister in Beckland. Although in the past half month, for some reason, Rawls began to contact ordinary civil cases, and even such small cases involving less than a pound began to take over.

Glancing at Rawls again, Burton sighed uncontrollably, too young! I heard that Rawls is not yet twenty-two years old this year, and he was still studying at law school when he was twenty-two.

And Rawls himself looked at the judge on the bench-Harvey Brook, he was about fifty years old, with many wrinkles on his wide face, wearing a black silk casual robe, with a short white wig, he was Drink with a glass. Although he knew from the memory of his predecessor that many judges who believed in the Lord of the Storm used to drink a glass of Langqi wine during court sessions, but neither the predecessor nor himself had seen it. Perhaps it was because of a small civil case to be tried, and the sum involved was only 15 soles, so Judge Brooke could drink a glass of Langzi. The predecessor dealt with some major civil and criminal cases, so no judge dared to drink a glass of Langqi before the trial, but Lie Langqi.

However, looking at the quilled pen holder, silver candlesticks and already tilted scales scattered on the bench of Judge Brooke, Rawls felt that His Excellency the judge may not be afraid to drink a drink during the trial of a major case, but so In his old age, he was only a salaried magistrate of the Chorwood District Magistrates Court, and he was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to hear major cases. After all, this is the capital of the Loen Kingdom, the "capital of all capitals". The House of Lords, the Court of Appeal, the High Court, and the Royal Court are all here. Where can I get a paid magistrate from a magistrate's court?

"A biography of Raul Hendler."

When he heard the clerk begin to summon the client Raul Hendler, Rawls knew that the trial had begun, and Judge Brooke put down his glass, tidied up his black casual robe, and looked at Raul Hender, the client. Le.

Raul Hendler was about fifty years old, wearing a white shirt and a red waistcoat trying to restrain his bulging belly, his face warm.

"Mr Johnson came to my house last November and became my coachman, but last November he begged me to go back to Whitecliffe, his son was ill." Hendler told the jury Arms, "As a gentleman, of course I agreed. After paying Mr. Johnson's wages, I went on holiday to Dixie Bay, only to return in February this year. When I came back, I found that one of my gilded harnesses was missing. My servant told me it was taken by Mr Johnson when he left!"

Hendler pointed to Wood Johnson, who was standing in the dock, "I knew that Mr. Johnson's son was ill, and he might have stolen my gilded harness and sold it for his son's treatment, so I immediately called a servant. Go and ask. The servant told me that when I went to Hendler's house, I happened to find my harness."

"So I wrote to Mr. Johnson and asked him to return the harness to me. But Mr. Johnson didn't want to return it to me, so I had to sue him."

Hendler's words caused the jury to whisper, and Harvey Brook on the bench struck the hammer.

"Rolls Adrian!"

Rawls stood up from the bar, nodded to Judge Brooke, and looked at Raul Hendler on the right of the plaintiff.

"Mr. Hendler, how did you find out that your harness was missing? Did you find it was missing when you were using it?"

"No, I found it out during an inventory of my property. After all, you must know that I left Backlund to go to Dixi Bay for a vacation for more than a month, and some servants who always use a black heart will secretly take the master when he is not at home. things." When Hendler said of "the servant with a black heart", he looked at Wood Johnson, who was standing opposite, "This is what every gentleman hates, so I have to ask before and after every vacation. Take an inventory of my possessions."

"That's right, this kind of thing happens all the time in my family. It seems that I have to learn from Mr. Hendler!" a young man in a black tuxedo shouted in the jury.

"Tuk~~Tuk~~"

"Mr. Charles, don't you want to be invited out?" Judge Brooke sounded the hammer and warned.

Young Charles sat down angrily.

Rawls turned around and gave a quiet gesture to Wood Johnson, who was anxious to defend himself.

"Oh?" Rawls let out a chuckle, "Then you have two carriages?"

"No, only a two-wheeled carriage."

"That doesn't suit your status. You should buy another four-wheeled sedan." In Backlund, wealthy gentlemen often have two carriages, one with two wheels and one with four-wheeled sedan.

"I haven't gotten to this point yet, Lawyer Rawls." Although Hendler didn't know what Rawls wanted to express, he still replied. Although Rawls is currently his "enemy", he is very willing to befriend such a promising young barrister, especially if his current situation is not very good.

"But I heard that you bought a lot of land the year before last, and last year you had an income of nearly 3,000 pounds..."