Early the next morning, Gu Nianzhi received news from He Zhichu that their civil claim case had been filed and would be scheduled for trial.
Due to the high profile of the case, the Munich District Court gave a very close schedule. In two weeks, the civil case would be heard.
What about criminal cases?
The results of the first trial were not out yet …
Due to the new interest in their huge civil compensation case, the case once again attracted everyone's attention. The Munich District Court, which had delayed announcing the results of the first trial, was in a delicate situation.
"What?! One billion euros?! Why don't they just rob someone! "Seth slammed the table in the detention center's small room and yelled.
In front of him sat his mother, Ramona. Her eyes were hazy, and on her high cheekbones were two lumps of red. Her face, which looked like cooked meat, was fierce and tough.
"There's nothing we can do. They've notified the media, so the court can't reject the case." Ramona was impatient and paced around the room with her arms crossed.
"They filed a case?! Then aren't we … aren't we … "Seth was flabbergasted. Clenching his large hands into fists, he punched the air." Is it still that b * tch lawyer?! He's from the same country as the dead man?! "
"Of course. That woman is vicious and merciless, she won't bend the rules. " Ramona's expression became even more gloomy. "Your stepfather once sent someone to tell her that he wanted to negotiate with her and that it would be best if they could settle out of court, but she said … said …"
"What did she say?!" Seth furrowed his brows tightly, his scarlet tongue sticking out to lick the dry corners of his lips.
After being locked up in the detention center for more than a month, he was almost driven crazy. Not to mention the lack of good food, he didn't even have a woman. Ever since he was 14 years old, he couldn't live without a woman.
"She said that it's a pity that Germany doesn't have the death penalty. No matter how you're sentenced, it's too light …" Ramona clenched her fists and twitched the corner of her mouth. "She wants you to die, to pay for that dead person's life."
"Bah! How dare she?! "Seth stood up angrily." I don't care! Let me out! I can't take it anymore! I don't want to go to jail! Don't spend the rest of your life in prison! "
Ramona's face was covered in tears. Seeing her beloved son, her only son, like this, she was heartbroken.
"Wait, your stepfather and I are trying to think of a way …"
"Hurry up! This place isn't meant for humans! "Seth yelled as he was finally brought back to his original room and locked up by the detention center police.
…
When Ramona returned home, she saw her husband sitting in the room with a gloomy face, drinking alone.
"York, think of a way. If we let them keep suing us, it won't be good for us, "Ramona pleaded as she tugged on York's sleeve.
York pushed her away and said with red eyes, "That son of yours has caused so much trouble since he was young! I told you to discipline him, but you wouldn't listen! He had finally stirred up a huge disaster! A murder case! Do you think it's that easy to settle?! "
"What's wrong? Didn't the judge agree? " Ramona froze for a moment, then went forward and hugged York's arm. "He raised five hundred thousand euros in one go for his campaign fund-raiser. Is he still not satisfied?"
"Humph! At this time, of course, we have to raise the price! " York slammed his glass heavily on the bar counter. "I went to see him today, but he was completely ambiguous and vague. All the money from before has been fed to the dogs!"
"… But we have to rely on him for this …" Ramona thought for a while, then pouted. "York, help Seth think of a way. Just treat it as helping me …"
York drank a glass of wine, and his expression became even gloomier.
At this time, it was no longer a question of whether or not to help his stepson. It was a question of whether his face, his prestige, and whether it could be sustained!
He didn't care about Ramona's good-for-nothing son at all.
Although he had committed many crimes in the past, to him, it was as easy as opening his mouth and lifting a finger.
This time, however, it was so troublesome.
Did he regret it?
Perhaps a little. He should have thrown this good-for-nothing out earlier.
But now that things had come to this, if he couldn't protect this cheap son of his, he wouldn't be able to survive in Roslau anymore.
Those people who bowed to the high and belittled the low would look down on him from now on. He might not be elected as a city councilor anymore, and his position as a police chief would definitely be doomed.
So at this time, protecting this good-for-nothing Seth was to protect his own position.
In any case, his hands were already wet and couldn't be clean anymore.
Since that was the case, don't blame him for being ruthless …
York downed the rest of the wine in one gulp and picked up his sunglasses and hat. "I'm going out for a while. Sleep early."
Ramona's expression softened. She knew that York was going to think of a way.
…
York went out for a spin but didn't go to the court's detention center to see Seth. Instead, he called a few of his former subordinates who were now working as bailiffs in the Munich District Court.
The few of them gathered at the bar and drank the best wine. Their eyes glanced at the beautiful women who were alone in the bar, and they laughed happily as they talked about the tumultuous times in Roslau.
York had a pipe in his mouth and was also laughing, but it didn't reach his eyes.
His gaze was cold.
The lights in the bar were dim, and the women with their white breasts and thighs were like sparkling light bulbs, attracting the men's gazes like moths to a flame.
York quietly took out a few envelopes and handed one to each of them.
"Same rules. Everyone has a share." York's eyes were half-closed and he didn't move. His hand was on the sofa's armrest, and he tapped it every now and then.
The few of them weighed the envelopes in their hands. The thickness made them overjoyed.
Germany had high taxes, and as civil servants, 60% of their salaries had to be taxed.
Under these circumstances, York, who could give them cash support from time to time, was even more valuable.
Everyone put the envelopes away and drank a few more glasses of wine before one of his former subordinates whispered, "Boss, is there anything we can help with?"
They understood that they didn't deserve it.
It wasn't the first time anyway, so they didn't care.
It was just that the media was watching them closely, so it wouldn't be that easy for them to do anything.
York took the pipe out of his mouth and smiled. "It's just a small matter. I won't make things difficult for you."
The few of them looked at each other, somewhat frightened by this "small matter."
Did Mr. York ever ask for a small matter?
Everyone looked at York anxiously.
York sighed and stroked his natural curly hair with one hand. "This stepson of mine is indeed a good-for-nothing. I'm very sad that he did such a thing. So, I hope that you can find someone to beat him up in the detention center." With that, he looked at the bailiffs with a meaningful look.
"Huh?! Beat him up?! Boss, are you serious? We've been treating Seth pretty well. No one dares to touch him in the detention center! "
York reached out and stopped them from continuing. With a serious expression, he said, "Really, find someone to beat him up. It's best if he gets sent to the hospital …"
The moment he said that, the prison guards instantly understood.
This was too easy …
Getting beaten up in the detention center was a common occurrence. Previously, with their protection, Seth hadn't suffered at all.
But now … Although they had to "beat him up," everyone knew that they wouldn't really hurt him.
This money was too easy to earn!
They rubbed their hands and said excitedly, "Boss, don't worry! We'll definitely find someone to 'beat' Seth up! "
He emphasized the word 'beat', and everyone knew what it meant.
A few days later, there was a sudden riot in the detention center of the Munich District Court.
A few suspects who were locked up suddenly got into a fight while they were on their way out.
At the time, the bailiffs guarding them had just gone for lunch, so the transfer didn't arrive in time. Thus, the fight escalated from a few people verbally provoking each other to a group fight.
The burly Seth was pinned to the ground and beaten up so badly that he almost fainted.
When the prison guards found out, there were already a few suspects lying motionless on the ground.
Beep!
The bailiffs blew their whistles, and a group of riot police with stun batons rushed in to pull the people who were fighting apart.
In the open space of the detention center, there were a few unconscious people lying on the ground.
"Call an ambulance!" a bailiff ordered sternly. "These people are seriously injured and must be sent to the hospital!"
Soon, the ambulance's emergency siren sounded outside the courthouse. Several bailiffs carried stretchers and sent the unconscious suspects to the ambulance.
The ambulance screamed all the way and quickly arrived at the Munich District Hospital.
The media that had been watching the courthouse all this while heard the news and scrambled to report it.
The news of Seth being seriously injured and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment was also widely publicized by the TV stations.
Many people felt that he deserved it and that this kind of person should stay in prison and be beaten up by felons. Gu Nianzhi also saw the news on the local Munich TV station. She had nothing to do recently and was learning German by turning on the TV every day. She would watch the news whenever she had time, so her listening skills improved quickly and she could already understand some basic German conversations.
This time, when she saw the footage of the Munich District Court, she quickly focused on it and even used the translator to compare to see if she understood.
It had to be said that people with good memory could learn languages with half the effort.
When she saw that Seth was also hospitalized from a fight, Gu Nianzhi laughed and quickly called He Zhichu. "Professor He?"
He Zhichu was reading in his room when he saw Gu Nianzhi call him. He raised a brow and swiped his phone to answer. "What is it?"
"Professor He, did you watch the TV? I saw the Munich District Court on TV … "Gu Nianzhi sat cross-legged on the sofa with one hand on her phone and the other on her iPad. She was playing games.
He Zhichu turned on the TV to take a look and frowned slightly.
"There was a fight at the Munich District Court, and Seth was seriously injured and hospitalized?" He Zhichu said dryly. "Looks like we have to go to the hospital tomorrow."
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