Flying Gulls Never Land

Wang Xian's inquiry continued.

"Mr. Lu, you and the other victim in this case are junior high school students, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"As far as I know, you haven't had a close relationship for more than ten years."

"We just met again last winter."

It's very rare for Wang to show his doubts for more than ten years. Can you tell me what kind of motivation prompted you to go to St. Eden with my client that night, and set up your mobile phone very foreseeingly to take the video evidence you submitted? "

Meng Xuanjun is not bad. The lawyer of the other side really made an article on the relationship between me and Mo Qiu and my credibility.

I smile, and did not rush to explain: "see you should have no friends."

The auditorium and the jury chuckled, and Wang Xian's face changed slightly, and the offended displeasure rose in his eyes. If it wasn't for the court, I really want to add that he looks more like he was stabbed by me.

"In junior high school, Mo Qiu was a pair of help objects arranged by my teacher. I was responsible for tutoring his homework and preventing him from being bullied by his classmates. Although I am a person with a criminal record, I did well in school and was very helpful I looked at Mo Qiu on the prosecution table, and found that his eyes were red, as if he was going to cry again. I couldn't help sighing in my heart. "Mo Qiu is a very introverted and sensitive person. At the beginning, I tried to persuade him to call the police, but he always cared about other people's opinions about him because of bullying in his school days. I wanted to solve this problem for him in my own way."

Wang Xian seemed to be waiting for me here. When I saw his lips moving, I immediately grabbed him in front of him and said, "of course, this method is not wise. It has caused me to encounter terrible violence. When to call the police is the first choice. I believe that the law will eventually return justice to us. " I think it's like a jury. Let your voice be as full and emotional as possible. "No matter what kind of people we used to be, like men or women, what kind of sexuality we had, and how many people we had sex with, it's not an excuse for someone to commit violence."

Several young women of the jury could not help nodding to agree, which made Wang Xian's face more and more ugly. Obviously, my speech was beyond his expectation and interrupted his rhythm.

However, he was able to become a trump card, and he was naturally highly resourceful. He soon told the jury that Luo Zhengyun had always had a good reputation in the circle, and had never had a bad temper or other negative rumors, trying to create an innocent and wronged gentleman image in front of the jury.

In the following court trial, the situation of war will be locked up as you come and go between the prosecution and the defense. Meng Xuanjun presented more evidence to prove the physical and mental harm Luo Zhengyun caused to Mo Qiu, including Mo Qiu's blog diary, which is not open to the public.

From the beginning of his association with Luo Zhengyun to the day when he tried to commit suicide.

"For two months, he has endured more than 10 times of violence committed by Luo Zhengyun, but he can only record them in the network log that no one can find out, only he knows." She casually read out one of the paragraphs, "I'm really scared. He suddenly becomes a stranger to me. What should I do? No one can help me. I seem to be rotting and withering. I'm in pain. How can I get rid of him? "

Luo Zhengyun's expression is not guilty at all. The old God is sitting in the dock, even fiddling with his fingers and admiring his well maintained nails.

Meng Xuanjun held up a document: "I also have a psychological expert's assessment that Mo Qiu is suffering from moderate depression and needs long-term psychological treatment."

At this point, someone in the last row of the auditorium stood up and walked out through the crowd. I looked at it and found it was the lady in the black dress. With her head down and her long hair covering her face, she walked quickly out of the court.

The trial lasted more than two hours. After the trial ended, Luo Zhengyun was surrounded by the media as soon as he left the court.

The next trial will be held in five days. Meng Xuanjun doesn't worry much about it. He says that the battle has just started and we have a big win.

I always feel that her "winning face" is not the same as what I understand. As long as Luo Zhengyun is found guilty by the jury, the prosecutor will have completed his mission. However, if Luo Zhengyun is only sentenced to a painless probation and community service, in my opinion, this battle is not a beautiful victory.

Even though I joined in at the beginning, it was not for the sake of justice, but I wanted to compete with Sheng min ou, but it's all here. If Luo Zhengyun can't get the punishment he deserves in the end That TM is too subdued.

"Let's go, eat hot pot, and go to the dregs." Yi Dazhuang grabbed my shoulder and beckoned Mo Qiu to go outside the court.

Me: "scum?"

"With Luo Zhengyun that kind of scum to stay under the eaves for a long time, will be contaminated with the smell." Yi Dazhuang explained, "I've asked the third brother and the small stone to occupy the space first. Let's go directly."

Mo Qiu seems a little cramped. He is not sociable at all. It is difficult for him to eat with a group of unfamiliar people. And to tell you the truth, I don't have much to talk to him. If I ask someone to go to dinner, I'll give him a cold shoulder. It's better not to shout at first.So I said to Mo Qiu, if he doesn't want to go, don't go, go home early and have a rest.

Mo Qiu instant such as amnesty, but still pressed a small expression of politeness: "embrace, sorry, I feel a little tired today, next time, I will go with you next time."

He said goodbye to us, turned his direction to go, and then took a step. Suddenly, his body became stiff and his feet retracted.

I followed his line of sight and saw Sheng min ou and Wu Yi walk out of the court one after another.

Maybe it's a little stuffy in the court. Sheng min Ou takes off his coat and puts it in the arms, revealing his regular grey blue shirt. From top to bottom, fasten every button, except the head, neck and hands, there is no inch of skin exposed outside.

Wu Yi saw me and waved to me as a greeting. Sheng min gull and ignore him, straight ahead, not even look at this side.

"Would you like to call your brother with you?" Yi Dazhuang shakes my shoulder.

I looked at him like an alien: "are you crazy?"

I'm going to invite him to dinner now. There's a 90% chance that he'll let me go. What's more, I can't imagine Sheng min Ou sitting in the lobby eating hot pot with Western suits and leather shoes.

I can't even imagine what he's doing to me.

If I can't see it with my own eyes, that kind of picture is beyond my poor imagination.

Yi Dazhuang touched his nose and said with a smile, "I'll go and have a word with your brother. You'll wait for me here." With that, he chased Sheng min gull without waiting for my reaction.

I saw Yi Dazhuang from afar. He took out his mobile phone as if he wanted to contact him. Sheng Minou didn't give him a look. He said something to Wu Yi. The other party quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Yi Dazhuang.

Yi Dazhuang takes it with a smile and nods to Sheng min Ou again and again, watching him leave.

"What are you doing?" Yi Dazhuang came back with a smile. I joked, "do you like Wu Yi or my brother?"

"No way. I'd like to ask your brother some professional opinions on the case. It's not easy for a tabloid reporter to get hurt, so it's not easy to make a living. " He sighed and said, "I'm a member of the entertainment industry. Who would have thought of writing a criminal case one day? It's so difficult."

Every case that disturbs the world will inevitably attract the attention of all media in the process of trial and report it. In order to attract more people's attention, the media reporters also show their magic power and rely on their own abilities.

It is a routine operation to stay in the front line and pay attention to the dynamics of cases. Adding professional analysis to the news release is a bonus.

Yi Dazhuang's company is also an out of the stream tabloid. The purpose of tracking reports is to keep pace with the times, share a share of the hot events and rub the heat. The articles written before are also nonsense. They are trampled on by Luo Zhengyun's fans, and passers-by disdain to help them.

However, his latest report not only perfectly clarified the time line and restored the confrontation between the prosecution and the defense in the two court trials, but also matched with Luo Zhengyun's arrogant pencil script color inserts sitting in the defendant's seat, which is quite different from the previous third-rate writings.

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because of its detail, even though Luo Zhengyun Fang is constantly cooling off, its forwarding volume is still increasing.

"Some lawyers have pointed out that the emergence of new victims may not bring much beneficial influence to the prosecution, but will weaken the credibility of the jury on the victims and bring new ideas to the defense. Tut, how can this lawyer's analysis be so familiar... " I sit in front of the computer, smoking while sliding the mouse continue to scroll down.

Unlike other reports that only focus on introducing prosecutors, lawyers and judges, Yi Dazhuang's article is more like a passer-by who doesn't know the entertainment industry. The following analyzes Luo Zhengyun's origin, growth and career.

Luo Zhengyun was born in a distinguished family. His ancestors were businessmen. His mother and uncle were diplomats. He has been in the entertainment industry for five years. His appearance and acting skills are not bad, but also related to his family background. Even if he was convicted and quit the performing arts circle, he could still go back to inherit his family business and continue to do evil as a noble son.

No wonder Sheng min Ou said I would be defeated.

With a huge price for that little bit of justice, may even be left on Luo Zhengyun's fingernails to leave a pale mark.

The third court session, Sheng min Ou is still sitting in place, Yi Dazhuang is also, but Wu Yi did not come. I glanced around the back row and found that the lady with black dress who had been there twice before was not present this time.

Because Wang Xian questioned my credibility last time, Meng Xuanjun had to fight back and asked the prison guards in the prison where I was in the first prison of Qingwan city to testify for me.

I thought that Lao Huang and I would never see each other again on the day we got out of prison. I can't believe it. After seeing each other in less than a year, we are still in such an awkward place as the court.

"Do you think Lu Feng is an honest man?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell me what you think of him?"

Huang shrugged: "he is soft hearted, but he never admits that he is warm-hearted. But as we all know, the children in room 67 are not the same as other criminals."I was sitting in the prosecution seat and was flattered by him. I know Lao Huang still likes me, but I don't know that he thinks so highly of me.

Meng Xuanjun said: "Lu Feng never conceals his true ideas at any time and in any occasion, which is in line with his honest conduct. He is not a person who lies at will to achieve a certain purpose. I hope that the jury will take into account the differences between the external and private personalities of public figures, and will not be biased against special groups and accept his testimony. Thank you. "

It's Wang Xian's turn to question Lao Huang. He stands up and straightens his shirt.

"How many years have you been a prison guard?"

"More than 20 years."

"Responsible for Lu Feng?"

"Eight years, from the age of eighteen."

"Then you must have a deep affection for him, almost watching him grow up."

"Fortunately, we have a clear distinction between public and private."

From the shallow to the deep, Wang Xian showed his sharp claws and teeth.

"Was he in confinement while serving his sentence?"

Lao Huang thought for a moment and said, "close it."

Wang Xian was like a shark smelling blood, and his expression was immediately excited. Such a big figure like him will not miss any opportunity.

"Only those who make mistakes are put in jail, don't they?"

Huang obviously did not want to answer this question, but the judge began to urge him: "witness, you must answer."

He could do nothing but nod his head and say, "yes."

Wang Xian smiles triumphantly. Obviously, the situation is tilting in the direction of the defendant's favor, but he did not stop questioning.

"What is the cause?"

He seemed to think that as long as the jury knew why I was in detention, no matter how small the anger escalated, he would have a way to completely beat me into an immoral and unrepentant villain.

Lao Huang put his fingers across the table on the table and said clearly to the microphone: "in order to prevent five prisoners from attacking a child's chicken, he said clearly. The child was only eighteen years old, and he was a new criminal. Lu Feng is not to blame for this, but The rules are the rules. They are all locked up in the end

"Wow." "Good question," said Meng Xuanjun, gloating in a very low volume

I went to see Sheng min gull in the auditorium. He raised his chin slightly, his hands crossed his chest, and his eyes were full of doubts and disgust. As if a fluent and beautiful symphony, inexplicably appeared a discordant note, leading to the destruction of the whole performance.

Wang Xian obviously realized that he shouldn't have asked the last question, but it was hard to stop. Since he had asked, he could only drink bitter fruit with a black face and end the cross examination.

After the trial, Luo Zhengyun, wearing a mask and Heichao, hurried out. Yi Dazhuang chased after him to take photos. Mo Qiu and I waited for a moment to get out of the court in order to distance ourselves from Luo Zhengyun.

The next trial will also be final, and the guilty or innocent will be revealed.

See Sheng min gull slowly walk in the end, I and Mo Qiu said a voice, run to the other side.

I know Sheng min Ou doesn't want to see me, but I just can't help but go to relax. It seems that he frowns for me, which seems to be a unique pleasure.

I may have been a top in my last life, especially under pumping.

"Shanda lawyer, after today's trial, will you change the prediction you made earlier?" It was as if I held the transparent microphone and put my hand in front of him.

Sheng min gull may be more convinced that I have something wrong with me, squint at me and stride down the steps without any pause.

Just then, several screams burst out at the entrance of the court.

I followed the reputation and found that a large number of people began to flee in panic. I had a bad premonition in my heart, and I could not help walking down the steps.

Among the fleeing crowd, I saw Yi Dazhuang climbing up and running. Without time to think about it, I helped him.

From the front came the roar of the bailiff: "put down your weapons!"

"Do you hear me? Drop your weapon!"

This roar several times, suddenly sounded a sharp female voice, sad and bitter.

"Son, mother is looking for you!"

Then three shots, I quickly bent down, subconsciously looking at the sound source.

Through the gap between the crowd, a black skirt fell to the ground, and the bloody dagger fell. Not far away, Luo Zhengyun fell in the pool of blood, his chest Yin out a large piece of bright red blood, face like gold paper, no response to the call around.

Wang Xian, who was nearest to him, collapsed in fear and couldn't stand up for a moment.

"Scared to death!" Yi Dazhuang climbed up to me with a white face and looked back to see the scene. His voice was shaking. "A girl from nowhere rushed to Shua and stabbed Luo Zhengyun five or six times. The knife was fatal. Let him return his son My God, it's so bloody, I'm going to throw up... "

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but there was no reason in my heart.

Lying on the steps, staring at the black skirt woman who had been killed by several shots in the company, I don't know why I began to recall the pictures I saw in the last trial.Before I got to the smoking spot, was she talking to Sheng min Ou?

But So what?

Maybe they are just borrowing fire from Sheng min ou, which has nothing to do with what happened today. I should not have thought so divergent. I don't even know what I want to do with all these things.

I subconsciously looked back at the steps behind me.

The towering court building casts a dark shadow on the steps, and others are in a mess. Only Sheng min gull lowers his eyes and looks down at everything that happens here, calmly taking a panoramic view of all the crimes, blood and violence.

The cold expression makes me think of the statue of justice in front of the court for no reason. The left hand weighs, which symbolizes fairness and justice; the right hand holds the sword, which means never appeasement; blindfolded, represents always rational, not confused by the noise.