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Chapter 30: Watch Closely, Learn Well

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the second trial arrived.

The second trial would take place at the Tokyo District Court No. 3.

Before that, the suspect in this case, Nakamichi Kazushi, and relevant judicial personnel would be transferred from Chiba Prefecture to Tokyo.

The opening session of the second trial was scheduled for around 9 AM.

A little past 8 AM, just before setting out, Kensuke once again checked the information collected by Haibara.

"So many?"

Looking at the pile of documents that seemed like a mountain in front of him, Kensuke turned to look at Haibara behind the desk.

At this moment, Haibara was still focused, tapping away on her laptop.

Although she looked a bit down, her personality was quite serious, and she was still working at this moment.

In order to make her assistant role more effective, Kensuke used the remaining money to specially provide her with an office laptop, an octa-core smartphone, a printer, and a series of storage tools.

"These are related information about Nakamichi-san classmates, including family, work, social relationships, and details about relatives and friends. Since they are key witnesses, I thought you might need them."

Haibara pushed her glasses up on her nose. She looked intellectual with glasses on while working.

"No, these are all garbage."

However, Kensuke shook his head, directly picked up those files, and tossed them into the nearby trash bin.

"Aren't these useful?" Haibara raised her head slightly. "I thought you would need them, especially with your despicable and shameless personality. Doing some nasty things to witnesses and their surroundings is quite possible."

"Thanks for the compliment. It's rare for you to think highly of me."

Kensuke admitted generously.

Haibara gave him a direct eye roll.

Kensuke then explained, "If it were another lawsuit, the things you collected might indeed be useful, but for this case, none of these will be needed."

"Why?" Haibara asked.

Kensuke smiled mysteriously, "Because you can't use the same move twice."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see later. Watch closely and learn well."

"Tch."

...

Meanwhile, at the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office.

Inside the prosecutor's office, Kujo Reiko was organizing the materials needed for the upcoming court session. As her assistant, Vice Prosecutor Masami Ryuuji was helping on the side.

Yes, today's lawsuit related to Kazushi would have her facing Kensuke as her opponent.

"Madam Kujou, according to the schedule, this lawsuit shouldn't be your turn."

During this time, Ryuuji asked his doubts.

"Why do you insist on taking action?"

"Because you don't understand Kensuke's personality."

Reiko shook her head.

"I've been dealing with that guy for a while. He is very devious in his actions, using any means to win, without any scruples. Things like tampering with evidence are as easy as eating and drinking for him."

"That's right! He's a despicable bastard!"

Ryuuji recalled his last lost lawsuit and nodded in agreement.

In the previous case, Kensuke had tampered with both key evidence—the witness and the physical evidence. After losing the case, Ryuuji faced some disciplinary actions.

"I understand him, so only I can defeat him."

Reiko said confidently, tidied herself up in front of the mirror, picked up the case files, and walked out with confidence.

Ryuuji admired her, watching her back, and hurriedly followed.

Besides being the undefeated queen in the legal world, Kujou, the prosecutor, had not lost a single case so far. That was why he had been following her.

...

"Help! Someone is robbing me! Can someone help me!"

"Quick, catch that thief!"

"Help! Ah!"

The streets of Tokyo were extremely crowded, with a continuous flow of people.

En route to the high-level court, as usual, Kensuke encountered several criminal incidents.

The city of sin, Tokyo, lived up to its reputation.

Taking a glance at the chaotic crowd in the distance, today's victims were a bit unlucky. Some were even stabbed twice by the robber and were being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Thinking for a moment, Haibara suddenly spoke up.

"I actually have a question I've been wanting to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"Well, it's... Aren't you afraid that one day, by doing these things so often, you might end up being killed like those victims for no reason?"

"Good question."

Kensuke glanced at her.

Although Haibara's face showed no expression, the slight worry in her eyes was quite apparent.

After days of being together, the two had become somewhat familiar with each other. Haibara knew his personality well. In the eyes of others, he might seem very nasty, and he could unintentionally make some mysterious enemies.

Haibara's concerns were quite reasonable.

However, she was overthinking this matter.

Although the crime rate in this world was extremely high, most cases—such as revenge killings, crimes of passion, plagiarism—were committed by ordinary people similar to him.

Kensuke had the ability to observe the goodwill of others. If someone harbored hostility and approached him with malicious intent, he would be aware of it and take precautions immediately.

There was only one situation where he couldn't defend himself.

That was if someone hired a hitman, a gang, or an evil organization. They would use various professional tools, such as sniper rifles, to take his life without him noticing.

However, hiring such individuals came at a high cost and required certain channels. Typically, only the wealthy and powerful could afford these services. Given Kensuke's current situation, he wasn't at the level to provoke such people.

So, for now, he didn't need to worry about the scenario Haibara was considering.

"I think you might need to hire a bodyguard in the future."

Haibara's voice came from the side, laced with her usual sarcasm.

"After all, for someone like you, who knows when you'll die. You'll need someone to collect your body."

"Yeah, you're right. Let's talk about it when I have the money."

Kensuke nodded and sighed, looking at her.

"Doraemon-chan, you're really useless. You can't produce powerful gadgets, can't hand-to-hand combat with a Gundam, can't catch bullets with your bare hands. You can't even handle the job of protecting me. Now I have to spend extra money for nothing."

"What's with this 'Doraemon'?!"

Haibara's expression darkened, and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm a grown man, and you, a person with no abilities, actually want a seven-year-old girl to protect you. It's ridiculous that you can even think of such a thing."

"I already told you, I always see you as an 88-year-old."

"I've never seen such a shameless person like you, it's simply breaking all boundaries."

"I've never seen such an old-fashioned child like you. Could you be some old monster from Japanese mythology?"

"You're the old monster!"