[Urban Fantasy + Golden Finger + Grounded Grassroots Realism + Hardboiled Lawyer + Twists + Cold, Satisfying Payback + Revenge Fantasy + No Heroine]
Other interns carry tea, run errands, and get chewed out.
On Chen Mo's first day in court, he got opposing counsel sent to the defendant's seat.
His supervising lawyer berated him: “You can't get a peep out of him with three sticks. What kind of lawyer is he supposed to be?”
Three months later, he had won three of the city's top ten cases all by himself.
A star lawyer from a major firm boasted before trial: “An intern thinks he can take me on?”
Chen Mo said just three sentences, and the opposing lawyer's hands shook so badly he could barely hold his case files.
Everyone in legal circles knows that Chen Mo hardly says a word, but when he does, someone's finished.
From a food-delivery rider's sudden-death case, to a multibillion-yuan compensation suit, to suing a top law firm himself
Chen Mo uses one obscure legal statute after another to tell everyone:
There is no case he can't see through, only a courtroom where he hasn't spoken yet.
His name is Chen Mo. Mo as in “silence,” Mo as in “default.”
Default means he calls the shots.
No one knows that his mind holds an entire legal-code System.
Even fewer know that the System's previous inheritor was his father, who died in prison ten years ago.
And the people who trampled his father back then now all stand at the very top of the legal world.
He hasn't spoken yet. The real trial has not even begun…
