The verdicts are in!

The Puzzlemaster gives a sigh of relief and smiles.
"Your honor, this jury finds the defendant, The Puzzlemaster, on a vote of 9-3, not guilty!"
The bailiff tips his hat, walks over to the door of the courtroom, and opens it to let him out. Meanwhile, the jury has a moment of silence for Bler (?-2016), who tragically made the ultimate sacrifice (his spot in court) to stop Puzzle-Bot 2.0.

Finally, I'm outta here. That was a mess.

Glad to see the jury isn't as stupid as they look.
Now, brother dear, you and me have a few things to talk about...

....crud.

Ladies and gentlemen:
The judge has called for silence!
Please, settle down and remain in your seats.

....wait....what?
Why? The trial's already over!

A loud bang startles the courtroom as the back door from the judge’s office slams open. Stumbling, the Judge bounces off the wall, the secretary’s desk, and a floor lamp before collapsing onto the chair with a wet whump.

"This trial ish NOT over!” he yells, punctuating his excitement with a loud, bourbony belch.

“In the many yearsh I have presided over the court, I have not once passhed an incorrect verdict, and today shall not be that day!”

He turns his back to the crowd for a moment, and the sound of a loud swig is heard. Turning back, he continued:

“Are you all blind?! I been listenin’ in the back room thishh whole time! Didn't you see that the defendant not only lied about Mr. Lindo's broken leg, but on top of that, refused to report about a missing patient?! Perhaps he ishn't guilty of murder, but if it washn't for him trying to save his license and possibly earn a quick buck, perhapsh the body, and the killer…”

At this he trails off for a moment, clearly having forgotten what he was all excited about.

“Oh yeah! He would have been found much shooner. This jury has been OVERRULED! The Puzzlemaster is to be held to trial at a higher court! Like the one upstairsh! It hash a much more comfy bench. THE JUDGE HAS SPOKEN, Y'ALL!"

He then glared about the courtroom, daring anybody to accuse him of breaking the 4th wall via expository text.

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I told you last time, I don't think he ever was. I think he was just bored.

How do you even know he's the judge? He might STILL be "bored"!

Honestly, I'm not sure. I've never actually SEEN the judge, I just talk to him in that chair of his. He never actually turns the chair around, so I've never seen him.

I am reformed. *hic*

I found a higher calling in da big house. It was my cousin Ernie, he's like 6-foot-9.

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Ohhhh, and P SHH, I'm sorry I'm not wearing my judge wig. <------------

I tried but it just looked like a cupcake.

I assure you effendis, he is the judge. I have been ordered for the last 5 days straight to deliver bourbon to that chair.