Chapter 278: Presidential Pardon Decree

At noon, a grand press conference was being held in front of the Massachusetts Court of Appeals, and countless reporters were frantically snapping photos and videos with their cameras and video cameras.

Amidst the flashing of cameras, a small white man stood tall and said to all the reporters, 'This time, I was able to reclaim my interests from Shaquille O'Neal's big shark. I was able to win this lawsuit thanks to the help of attorney Alan. During this time, he was helping me collect various pieces of evidence, which ultimately convinced the judge and jury to make the most correct decision in this lawsuit!'

The little white man said this, pushing out a middle-aged man with thinning hair next to him. This man was Brighton City's very well-known barrister Alan.

'Mr. Dennis, your praise is too much for me to bear. All I did was make the right decision as a lawyer. This time, I am very happy to help Mr. Dennis recover his losses. This is my respect for my profession, and even more so for federal law! I am very fortunate to be able to live in this land of freedom, not in the middle of those ** countries, which gives me the opportunity to do such righteous things!'

Alan said loudly, attracting a very irritable burst of shooting from the reporters gathered around. Some even applauded his speech on the spot, but none of these people noticed that Alan paused unnaturally when he mentioned ** countries.

In fact, Alan wanted to say China at this time, but he suddenly remembered Zhou Ming, whom he met yesterday, and the word China just couldn't come out of his mouth.

'Attorney Alan, I really want to thank you this time. You helped me recover at least 30 million U.S. dollars in losses. I don't think it's too much to give you a villa. I'm going to California for vacation recently. Would Attorney Alan like to go together?'

Dennis's question brought Allen back to reality. Allen told him, 'I'm sorry, Mr Dennis, but I have some very important things to do recently, so I'm afraid I won't have time to accept your kind invitation. However, I sincerely wish you a pleasant journey, Mr Dennis.'

Dennis was a little surprised by Allen's refusal, because he remembered that Allen should not have any plans recently. Could it be the Chinese person from that day?

This idea made Dennis laugh to himself. After all, Alan was a very prestigious barrister in Brighton and even the whole of Massachusetts, so how could he possibly take the matter of a Chinese person so seriously? Aren't Chinese people all selfish and despicable paupers? What kind of case could they have that Alan would value so highly? It must be that he has taken on some new and very important case.

Dennis thought to himself, but he didn't know that he had actually guessed correctly that Alan would refuse his invitation, and it was really because of the Chinese person he had met last time.

Since the other party didn't have time, and Dennis was a person of status, he naturally didn't insist, and they let Alan go after a few more words in front of the reporters.

After leaving the State Circuit Court of Appeals, Alan went straight back to the law firm. The receptionist at the front desk congratulated him on winning another lawsuit, and Alan just nodded, smiled, said thank you, and didn't say anything more, then went straight back to his office and plopped down in his office chair.

On the desk in front of Alan was a file, which was the case file on the Huang Yi case.

Alan reached over and picked up the file and spread it out on the desk. In fact, the case file was not thick, just a few pathetic pieces of paper. In fact, the case was not complicated, just a case of racial discrimination and intentional injury, which even a non-professional lawyer could understand at a glance. But now, in front of Alan, a well-known lawyer in the entire state of Massachusetts, it made him feel a bit puzzled.

The defendant, Huang Yi, was released on bail that day. Alan went to the police station with Zhou Ming to bail him out, which was not a problem. Everyone has the right to bail, no matter how heinous the criminal is. Huang Yi was only guilty of racial discrimination, and it was just a waste of words.

Bail is something that all lawyers can do, but what confused Alan was Zhou Ming's request for a presidential pardon.

As the name suggests, a presidential pardon is an executive order signed by the president to specifically pardon a criminal of all crimes. Although the United States has always boasted of the supremacy of the legal system, things like pardons, which obviously violate the spirit of the law, still exist.

If it were anyone else, Alan would never believe it, but Zhou Ming, a Chinese national, is someone he can't read at all. He always has a feeling in his heart that he can do it, especially after Zhou Ming made that phone call.

Alan was not someone who was very interested in studying world politics, but from the two sentences of Mr. Nikolic and the national influence of Northern Russia, Alan could easily guess that Zhou Ming was going to contact Northern Russia, which had inherited the Soviet Union's mantle, to exert pressure on the President of the United States.

With the dissolution of the Soviet Union, the superpower of that time no longer existed, but no matter how bad it was, it was still very promising to ask the President of the United States for a pardon.

But the question is why would the President of Northern Russia help him?

Alan's rational mind says that this is impossible no matter how you analyse it, but at the same time his subconscious mind is hinting that Zhou Ming is capable of doing it.

He still remembers the first time he walked into the law firm, and he felt that this Chinese man was very extraordinary, especially when he heard the sentence that money is useless, and if you really want to make money, you can definitely make more. This sentence sounded very domineering to Alan, and many people can say this, but no one can say it as domineering as Zhou Ming.

At that time, it was out of curiosity that he took the initiative to go up and talk to Zhou Ming, and he even said that he could help him, and Zhou Ming immediately said that he would entrust the case to him.

This sounds like there is nothing wrong with the procedure. After all, he is one of the top lawyers in the law firm, and he is well-known throughout Massachusetts. It is normal for Zhou Ming to want to entrust the case to him when he hears that he is willing to do so. However, Zhou Ming seemed to not know him, but also seemed to know him very well.

This statement was very contradictory, but in Alan's opinion, this was how it was. As a well-known barrister, Alan was very confident in his judgment.

Later, when the receptionist said that Dennis was already waiting in the office, Alan deliberately didn't say anything. He just wanted to see what choice Zhou Ming would make, but the result made him dumbfounded, because Zhou Ming was actually waiting for his reply as a matter of course.

This made Allen feel like he wanted to vomit blood. He really wanted to grab Zhou Ming by the collar and yell at him, 'Damn it! I'm a famous lawyer in Massachusetts, and Dennis is a famous real estate tycoon in the Brighton area. Now your time has clashed with his, and you can't even react normally? What's the meaning of your indifferent and confident expression?

Alan was already a little bit mad at this point, and when Zhou Ming said at the end that he would wait for the presidential pardon, Alan was convinced that both he and Zhou Ming were going crazy.

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While Alan was freaking out in his office, in the Oval Office of the White House in the US capital, President Walsh angrily slammed down the receiver. Assistant to the President for National Security Brent stood in front of Walsh, silent in the face of this situation, and just quietly picked up the phone and put it back in place.

Walsh then came back to his senses and looked up and said, 'Assistant Brent, do you know where this call just came from and what it was about?'

Brent shook his head and said, 'I'm sorry, Mr. President, I have no idea about that, but I'm afraid it's not something pleasant.'

'Not only is it unpleasant, it's downright terrible!' Walsh said. 'I'll tell you, the call just now was from the newly-elected president of Northern Russia, Nikolavich. He threatened me on the phone that he would sign an amnesty for a Chinese man in Brighton to be released immediately. What an asshole!'

Walsh then slammed his desk in anger, while Brent thought for a moment and said, 'Mr President, that was a strange call. Why would the President of Northern Russia sign an amnesty for a Chinese person in Brighton? Does he know the Chinese person personally, or is the Chinese person a spy for Northern Russia? In any case, we should repatriate him as soon as possible.'

Brent paused for a moment, then continued, 'Mr President, I also received a letter from the Chinese embassy yesterday, asking us to intervene in a racial discrimination case in Brighton.'

Walsh was furious just now, but now that he heard Brent's explanation, he was suddenly at a loss for words. He said, 'I can understand why the Chinese embassy would want to help, but why would Northern Russia want to get involved? Could it be that Ming Zhi is some kind of super-secretive super-person, so both powers are helping him?'

Walsh did not understand the ins and outs of this, so Brent asked him, 'Mr. President, my suggestion is to ignore this matter. After all, this incident is really strange. We need to find out the identity of the Chinese first. If we let him go rashly, and if he threatens the United States in the future, it will be very troublesome for us to deal with it then.'

Walsh also nodded and said, 'You are right, Mr. Assistant. Our country is the most powerful in the world and will never allow itself to be insulted like this.'

But as soon as Walsh's words had finished, the phone on his desk rang again. Walsh subconsciously picked up the receiver and said, "Hello, who would you like to speak to...'

Walsh said, but his words suddenly stopped there. Brent looked at him suspiciously and heard Walsh nod after a long pause, saying, "Okay, I understand.'

After that, Walsh hung up the phone, then picked up a pen and paper on his desk and drafted a temporary pardon on the table. He signed it at the end and handed it to Brent, saying, 'This is the presidential pardon I just signed. It pardons a Brighton student named Huang Yi, who is enrolled at Harvard University. He was convicted of two charges of racial discrimination and intentional injury.'

After receiving the pardon, Brent's mind couldn't wrap around it. He couldn't understand how the president, who had just been so indignant, could have signed it now. What had been said in that phone call just now, and not just this time, but also during these meetings, it seemed that there would be such a mysterious phone call, could it be Zhou Ming's relative in the United States? Someone with status would definitely be able to get through here.

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