Tokyo Barrister: Start the law firm bankruptcy

Chapter 89 The Eve
A few days after the second trial, Eto Law Firm.

10 o'clock in the morning.

On the table in the institute, the dossier materials were piled up as high as a hill, as if the mountains on both sides of the Xiongguan Pass were continuously undulating.Too much paper is piled up together, exuding a somewhat irritating smell of old paper, which makes people want to cough slightly.There is a small space left on the table for a water glass.The rest of the place was covered by pieces of paper like snowflakes.

Miyagawa sat on the seat, leaning on the office chair, rubbed his eyes, stretched his shoulders and neck, then raised his head, looked at the young man sitting across from him, and asked, "Beiyuan, how long do you expect this court to last?" Finished."

Turning the ballpoint pen in his hand, Beiyuan stared intently at the teacup in front of him, thought for a while and said, "Judge Kumagai is obviously impatient now. I predict that the next trial will completely end the court investigation, and then there will be court debate. It is estimated that At most there will be one trial to two trials."

Judging from Beiyuan's previous trial experience, the trial on the Kawamoto Expressway was actually very protracted. The trial was held twice, but the court investigation was not even over.For normal cases, one trial usually ends.The Shinjuku District Court has a huge caseload. Each magistrate needs to issue at least 400 judgments a year. On average, two cases are tried a day.Therefore, under such a high case load, judges are particularly disgusted by the procrastination of trial efficiency, so it is not surprising that Judge Kumagai was angry last time.

Bei Yuan picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip of the black tea in the cup, looked at the file bag in front of him, and continued to fall into deep thought.For Beiyuan, what he wants to know most now is what is the trump card of Kawamoto Expressway.

Even if Kawamoto High Speed ​​is forced into a desperate situation, the opponent can use this to bite back and severely damage our hole card.

"Sigh. It would be great if the results of the judicial appraisal we applied for came out sooner." Miyakawa breathed lightly into his palms, rubbed them together, stretched out his slender legs under the chair, and swayed slightly. "From that video, the employees of Kawamoto Expressway should"

"Those signed inspection forms and record forms have been submitted to the Shinjuku Meizheng Judicial Laboratory. It is estimated that the results of the handwriting identification will be available before the court debate begins." Kitahara rested his head in one hand and replied with a lazy smile .

Suddenly, Miyagawa's words seemed to inspire the man in front of him.

Bei Yuan frowned, as if he had sensed something from the forensic question just now.

I have been thinking hard about the card of Kawamoto Expressway, and I seem to have captured an answer in an instant.

However, this answer disappeared like smoke in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

What did I think of just now.

What is the trump card of Kawamoto Expressway?
In the pitch-black mist, there seemed to be another spark sparking from the darkness.

Although the light brought by the spewing sparks was extremely weak, it also illuminated a corner in front of him, exposing the terrifying aspect of a gigantic monster in the darkness.

"Miyagawa, stop what you're doing." Bei Yuan raised his head and said.

"Huh? What? What does Beiyuan need me to do?" Miyakawa asked curiously, tilting his head slightly.

"You do such a thing for me. Although it is a bit cumbersome, the workload is relatively heavy." Beiyuan's eyes fell on the computer screen in front of him, and it became unfathomable, "There are a total of 232 highway sections under the jurisdiction of the Kawamoto Expressway. There should be corresponding news reports and ribbon-cutting ceremonies for every section of the road that is opened to traffic. If there is no ribbon-cutting ceremony, then see if there is a groundbreaking ceremony or completion ceremony.”

"Then..." Beiyuan continued, "Find out everyone who participated in the group photo at these ribbon-cutting ceremonies. I need the information of everyone who has participated in the opening ceremony of the Kawamoto Expressway section, no matter whether the person who took the photo is from the business community or People from the local town hall, or high-ranking people from other fields. In short, sort out the files of these people for me. I will check them carefully one by one."

Just now, Beiyuan figured out why he felt a faint sense of uneasiness about this lawsuit.

He finally figured it out.

The source of this uneasiness is that he has not yet determined how huge the relationship network of Kawamoto Expressway is.What is the real face of this monster of Kawamoto Expressway?

Anxiety and tension often come from the unknown of danger.

Beiyuan was convinced that the trump card of Kawamoto Expressway was hidden in such a network of relationships.

As long as this network of relationships is uprooted from the soil and exposed, Kawamoto Expressway's trump card will be known.

"Yes... yes." Hearing Beiyuan's words, Miyagawa didn't quite understand what Beiyuan's purpose was, but he immediately hit the keyboard on the computer and began to search on the Internet with a serious expression.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, and the crisp sound of the doorbell became a little harsh in such a quiet morning.

A postman in yellow and green overalls stood at the door and shouted, "Express mail."

After receiving the express mail from the door, and returning to his seat, Kitahara glanced at the sender of the express mail—the Shinjuku District Magistrates' Court.Opening the express mail, Bei Yuan propped up the envelope and looked inside.There are only a few thin sheets of A4 paper in the express.

Pull out these A4 papers and put them on the table.

One of the A4 papers was printed in large characters: "Application for Additional Witness."

Applicant: Defendant Kawamoto Expressway.

And in the column for additional witnesses, a name that both Miyagawa and Kitahara were familiar with appeared.

There are three words printed on the form—Kuno Yu—the director of the maintenance center of the G227 section of the Kawamoto Expressway

"Kawamoto Expressway is preparing to apply for Kunoyu to testify in court." Kitahara smiled, "It seems that Kawamoto Expressway has already been arranged up and down, and is going to launch a full-scale attack on the video we shot that day."

"This... can this also be refuted?" Miyagawa opened his mouth slightly, "That video should be solid evidence. How can they refute it?"

"You must not underestimate your father." Bei Yuan stared at the additional witness application form in front of him.

On the desktop, Miyagawa's phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated.On the screen of the mobile phone, there was a call from an unfamiliar number without a name.

Miyagawa picked up the phone, swiped the screen, and pressed answer, a familiar female voice came from the phone.

Hearing this voice, Miyagawa's face changed slightly.Although this voice has only been heard once, Miyagawa will always remember it.It was the girl in the yellow overalls who was reprimanded by Kuno Yu at the nursing center that day-Suda Chiyo!Miyakawa immediately put the phone on the table with a "snap", pressed the hands-free button, and let Beiyuan hear the voice inside.

"Hi——. Please...is this lawyer Miyagawa? I...I'm Suda who was in the nursing center that day...I'm sorry for that day. Since...you left...Kawamoto Expressway... ...I was reassigned...My Guan Peisheng qualification...was gone...I am very distressed...Are you currently in a lawsuit with Sichuan Expressway...I think I can help...You guys What is needed...I can testify..."

Suda's voice came from the phone, mixed with a noisy mechanical sound, as if the other party was secretly dialing from some corner.There was confession in the voice, and a weary tone, as if he had finally made up his mind to say these words because of some kind of indescribable long-term torture.

Beiyuan looked at the mobile phone in front of him and showed an unpredictable smile. Now, things became more interesting.

(End of this chapter)