Zhou Zhen didn''t move. He knew the injuries of the two people. Phil''s injury was a little lighter, just a concussion.

    The long haired man in the back, because Zhou Zhen wanted to kill chickens and frighten monkeys, he had no strength except for his belly. The injuries in other places were just scary.

    But his face was kicked seven or eight feet by Zhou Zhen in the grass. He was beyond recognition. The blood from his mouth and nose didn''t know whether there was blood vomited by internal injury.

    This is only a light punishment area. The prisoners are all minor crimes, and no one will escape from prison. The management is very lax.

    The prisoners quickly brought two boards, lifted the two injured people, and ran to the prison hospital under the leadership of the prison guards.

    Zhou Zhen had calmed down at this time. Looking at the warden of the area who hurried over, he smiled bitterly and said, "I have to enter the confinement room on the first day of imprisonment. Did I also create a record?"

    Obviously, the other party didn''t take it seriously and said, "it''s normal. On the first day of prison, there is a quarter chance of going to the confinement room and a quarter chance of going to the hospital."

    Zhou Zhen took the initiative to stretch out her hand and said, "then I''d rather go into the confinement room."

    He smiled, took out his handcuffs and handcuffed Zhou Zhen. He whispered, "you must look like yourself in front of others."

    Zhou Zhen nodded gently with him and walked to the confinement room under the escort of two prison guards.

    But at this time, no one dared to treat him as a fat sheep, but as a terrible demon.

    All those involved in the fight were also controlled and sent to the confinement room.

    Donaldson was shocked and still a little out of his mind. He asked Samson, who lived with him. "Have you ever seen such a powerful prosecutor?"

    Samson shook his head and sighed, "for the first time."

    A breeze blew on the court, and John Milton appeared among the prisoners, but no one saw him.

    Staring at Zhou Zhen''s back, he smiled with satisfaction. "Well, Kevin''s development makes me look forward to more and more. Once I embark on the road of degeneration, can God stop it? No!"

    The figure faded and appeared at the door of the cell again. He saw Kevin calmly greet several prison guards and enter the cell.

    He was afraid that prison guards would be bad for Kevin. If someone dared to bully Kevin, he would let the other party know what would happen if he offended Satan.

    Now he is very satisfied to see that the prison guard is very polite to Kevin and has not violated the rules.

    Even Satan has to obey the rules. If he meets someone who doesn''t obey the rules, he won''t have to obey the rules.

    If this were in big cities such as New York, Zhou Zhen could not have such courtesy.

    But this is Tallahassee, a small town with a total population of less than 150000, including more than 30000 people in two university towns and more than 10000 people in prisons.

    Kevin, who has worked as a prosecutor for more than six years, knows too many people in related industries. No matter who he is, he will give some face.

    Besides, there is another John Milton who will help him.

    He should abide by all the superficial rules, but he can naturally enjoy the hidden convenience.

    Of course, the environment of the confinement room is not as good as the prison house. There is not even a lamp and there are walls on all sides.

    The roof is only one meter two high, with an area of less than one meter five long and one meter wide.

    When people come in, they can''t stretch their legs straight and stand straight. They are very bent.

    Here is not an iron fence, but an iron door. There is a small window for delivering rice, which can only be opened from the outside.

    Zhou Zhen, who has not been in prison in real society, has been in prison twice after entering the task world

    At about nine o''clock, the prison had not turned off the lights, and the prison guard brought the latest news.

    Phil and the long haired man black were identified as concussion and minor injury grade II.

    According to relevant regulations, his violence will be recorded in the file and will be added to the lawsuit as one of the crimes during the court session.

    Hearing the news, Zhou Zhenchang breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he should not be suspended.

    He was really afraid that if he killed Lomax, he would also be sentenced to probation, because his resume was so beautiful.

    In the United States, as long as you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

    Simpson''s wife killing case, everyone knows that he killed his wife, and he admitted it himself, but because the police obtained evidence of illegal behavior, they can only release him.

    Of course, he didn''t do well in the end. Later, the police casually found another charge and put him in prison.

    For this lawsuit, he threw all his money into it, and he was free for two years. Finally, he went to prison.

    This fully illustrates the importance of money in the United States.

    But he still lacks power. Otherwise, no one will find fault with him.

    But Zhou Zhen is not lacking, or John Milton is not lacking!

    For Satan, money and power are just external things.

    If he wants, he needs countless money, and countless dignitaries are controlled by him.

    The more important people, the more weaknesses.

    As long as the prosecution and the defense contribute to him, he is really likely to get rid of his crime.

    And he absolutely doesn''t want to get out of prison now.

    Since he came to this world, he has been fighting against Satan. He has regarded fighting against Satan as a task to fight against the system.

    If you give in to Satan now, don''t you have to give in to the system after you go back?

    If you can''t win, then negative confrontation!

    Zhou Zhen was actually locked up for two and a half days. She could stand everything else, but she couldn''t move her legs. It was very uncomfortable.

    Since the age of eight, he has not broken a day''s leg practice. This time, he was forced to interrupt for three days.

    "Kevin, go and freshen up. Someone will see you later."

    "Who?"

    Before the trial, no outsider except a lawyer can see the prisoner, in order to avoid collusion.

    "Justice John Milton, it is said that this time I came to see you."

    Zhou Zhen squinted at the sky outside. "No wonder I was released in advance."

    The prison guard smiled mildly and said, "come on, others are not as comfortable as you. There are all kinds of drinks and food, and there are people to chat with you."

    Zhou Zhen admitted that it was this preferential treatment that didn''t drive him crazy. Staying in a dark environment where you can''t stretch out can easily lead to claustrophobia and world weariness.

    Of course, this is also because he spent enough money. If he hadn''t spent money on all kinds of food, the prison guards wouldn''t have been kind enough to chat with him.

    The other foods in here are much more expensive than those sold outside.

    He took his shampoo, shower gel and clothes in the hall. On the way back to the prison, the other prisoners looked at him with admiration or dodged, without the previous contempt..

    When all the roommates in the same prison saw him, they became much more clever. When they saw him coming back, they said hello to him one by one.

    He sent the crowd into the compartment, took off his rancid clothes, took a good bath, and his bones were still rusty.

    Following the prison guard to the reception room, Zhou Zhen meets John Milton and christabella again.

    The old guy is still elegant, in sharp contrast to Zhou Zhen in orange prison clothes.

    Christabella''s demeanor fascinated all the prison guards, and the sight of the prison guards on duty fell on her from time to time.

    Seeing Zhou Zhen whose hair had not been dried, John Milton smiled and said, "I am very happy to see you still in high spirits."

    Zhou Zhen raised her eyebrows, sat down on the other side of the long table in the reception room and said, "but in your invisible heart, you are angry."

    "Oh..." he couldn''t help smiling and asked, "for what?"

    "Because of the injustice of fate, because of the conspiracy of others. Why is it that good people are always hurt?"

    John Milton sat up straight, looked into Zhou Zhen''s eyes and said, "Kevin, I heard about you in Montgomery, but I don''t know the specific situation. The professor... What did Lomax do to Marian?"

    Zhou Zhen pretended to be dazed, shook her head, sighed and said, "I don''t understand what her intention is? Her psychological society has no attempt to collect money, only acts of bewitching people. Maybe she is for her own research

    But for whatever reason, she shouldn''t use two innocent lives as experimental objects, so I''d rather kill such people. "

    As soon as Zhou Zhen''s voice fell, he asked, "do you regret it?"

    "For Marianne, I don''t regret it. But for myself, of course I regret it... My life has been ruined. Even if I get out of prison, I will be stained in the future."

    John Milton smiled and asked, "just now I heard from the prison guard that you were locked up. What happened?"

    "When being a good person can''t solve problems, I find it easier to be a bad person." Zhou Zhen clenched her fist and raised it. "Fortunately, I have such strength."

    John Milton immediately laughed happily, then stopped laughing and asked, "do you think about the future?"

    Following the logic, Zhou Zhen replied, "I don''t think about it for the time being. I will stay in prison for five to ten years and have enough time to think about it."

    John Milton nodded and said, "I know you are the best prosecutor and have considered all aspects of the law. However, you also need an assistant lawyer to help you collect external information, including selecting jury members and communicating with the prosecution prosecutor. What do you think of christabella?"

    Zhou Zhen looked at christabella and asked, "do you want to be a defense lawyer?"

    She shook her head and said, "if it''s for you, I''d like to."

    "I don''t know if I can afford you..."

    "For you, I can do it for free."

    Zhou Zhen, her "tenderness and sweetness", deliberately avoided it. Just because the other party was willing to help him file a lawsuit for free, Zhou Zhen could not refuse this time.

    John Milton said, "I can also help you get through the court and try to control your sentence to less than seven years, and you can be released on bail in three years."

    Zhou Zhen asked, "so, what do you need me to do?"

    "Work for me!"

    Zhou Zhen asked, "can a tainted prisoner still be a prosecutor?"

    John Milton smiled condescensively, "not just as a prosecutor, maybe other industries."

    Of course, Zhou Zhen knew his details, but he pretended not to know. After thinking for a while, he promised, "I don''t know if prison life will change me. Maybe he may become a killer in the future."

    He laughed with deep meaning. "Who knows the future!"