It's still the same courtroom, still the same people, still the same familiar gavel.
The Judgment Chief is up there delivering a long-winded ruling, while Lawyer Tang is pondering one thing — this gavel must be brand new, definitely not one of those old and battered ones from Guangming District Court.
After all, just in the last two hearings, the Judgment Chief had already slammed it down so many times.
But at Guangming District Court, old Zhou dared not slam it hard; most of the time, he would just shout at the top of his lungs, afraid that if he smashed it too hard, the gavel head might fly off and give the defendant a good laugh.
No other choice, getting it replaced is genuinely difficult — the leaders would just tell him to fix it himself and keep using it.
