Lawyer Joseph was forty-three this year, in the prime of his life. He was a well-known criminal defense attorney in Gotham City and had won several high-profile cases. His reputation could only be called average. In order to win, he used every tactic permitted by law, and it was precisely because of this that many wealthy people favored him.
Jiang Hao took out the prepared latex from his storage space and suspended it in midair with his object-control technique. Looking at Lawyer Joseph's face, the latex in his hand kept changing until it finally became a mask identical to Joseph's. Jiang Hao put it on, and when he turned his head again, even his expression and little mannerisms had changed. He was practically indistinguishable from the real Joseph.
The real Joseph had been controlled by Jiang Hao's magic. Even if he lay there for a year or two, he would not wake up. Interestingly, Joseph's apartment had a small secret room containing some interesting tools—whips, candles...
Jiang Hao had no interest in studying those things right now. He tossed Joseph onto the bed in the secret room. He could wake him up after he was done with his business.
From this moment on, he was Lawyer Joseph. After reviewing all the documents at the desk, Jiang Hao thought that this guy had prepared more than thoroughly enough.
Joseph's central strategy was to defend Batman on a charge of manslaughter through negligence. After all, negligent homicide and second-degree murder were worlds apart.
If the final verdict was negligent homicide, he was confident he could reduce Bruce Wayne's sentence to under three years. Of course, if things were handled well, Bruce Wayne's identity and contributions to society might even allow community service to replace prison time.
As for the other charges, such