"Do I need to apply to see a witness?"

Gu Yan asked in the last day before the trial.

For many lawyers, such questions are superfluous. Because as long as time permits and conditions permit before the trial, they will definitely find a way to meet a witness. Through some skillful conversations and chats, you can confirm which information the other party knows is harmless to the parties and which is not conducive to defense.

In this way, when they cross-examine witnesses in court, they will know which questions can be asked and which are best not to mention.

There has been a saying in this line that when prosecution or defense lawyers question witnesses, they always know in advance what the witnesses will answer. If the lawyer asks a question and the witness's answer is beyond his expectation, then the lawyer must not have been very successful.

But Yan Suizhi often doesn't play cards according to the rules. Most people think that things that are safe will not necessarily be done.

Gu Yan knew his style well, so he had to ask one more question.

Sure enough, Yan Suizhi shook his head, "Do you mean that Zhao Zemu still has them? No need."

In terms of court hearings, of course Gu Yan would not interfere too much, but he still asked: "Are you sure?"

"Okay." One of Yan Sui said seriously, "I'm playing a qualified soft persimmon. In such a short few days, the general soft persimmon should just hit the wall like a headless fly, which can be a witness."

"..."

For this kind of nonsense, Gu Yan chose not to answer.

However, Yan Suizhi said that it was not necessary, and did not really pay no attention to the witnesses. On the contrary, this whole day, except for the detention center's meeting time, he has been looking at the witness information collected by the police in the existing case information, as well as several surveillance videos in the Yaba Island villa.

The monitoring in the villa is mainly set in the corridor and the corner of the hall, and the door of each room is within the monitoring range, so the time when each guest enters and exits the room during that time is very clear.

But the monitoring outside the villa is not without dead ends. The biggest dead end lies in the outer wall of the victim George Manson ’s room. The reason for the dead corner coincidence is speechless-George Manson sat on the window sill that evening drinking At that time, the surveillance camera there was accidentally damaged.

Yan Suizhi thought about it, the time seemed to be just before and after he and Gu Yan left from the central villa of Yaba Island. At that time, Manson was still sitting on the window sill carrying a wine glass, and he said a few drunk words to him.

If you remember correctly, he did overthrow something at that time and bowed his head over there.

Perhaps it was at that time that the most important surveillance camera was damaged. It can be said that Destiny really loves to joke.

While Yan Suizhi was doing the final day of grooming, Chen Zhang in the detention center was also negotiating with the discipline.

"Can I dial a communication." Chen Zhangdao said.

Discipline frowned.

"I know that it is necessary to monitor the whole process according to the regulations." Chen Zhangdao said, "I know, it doesn't matter, it can be monitored, and the recording doesn't matter. I just want to send another communication to the family."

There will be a court tomorrow, and it is still unclear which way he will go, whether the lawsuit will lose or win, what kind of result will he have ...

He didn't know it.

According to the regulations of the detention center in the third district, he is not completely unable to communicate with anyone and contact anyone. It's just that the application procedures are very cumbersome, and the general disciples are not happy to find things for themselves, and the general suspects are not willing to cause trouble to the disciples, so as to avoid being on the blacklist of disciples.

Chen Zhang looked at the discipline discreetly.

He is actually very lucky. Although the assigned discipline always loves the tiger, he is not the kind of unreasonable fierce. On the contrary, the tiger face discipline was even a bit soft.

Chen Zhang begged for most of the day, and the disciples finally relaxed and nodded: "Forget it, okay, wait for me to fill out an application."

The application went through four levels, and finally returned to Tiger Face Discipline when it fell into the night.

"Okay, tell me the communication number." Tiger Face disciplined, "You can only dial me, you can't touch the smart phone."

Chen Zhang is very grateful: "Okay, no problem, I don't contact, whatever I want, I just want to say a few more words to the family."

Soon, under the special monitoring, the communication of 339 Ward of the Zhigan Welfare Hospital was connected.

"Hello? Who?" A slightly older female voice sounded at the end of the communication. The voice was slow and gentle. It was Chen Zhang's mother.

Although the sound quality of the recording pen brought by Yan Suizhi was clear before, there was always a slight change. And the recording is different from the actual communication after all.

As soon as Chen Zhang heard this question, the words he had prepared suddenly choked at the bottom of his throat.

His nostrils twitched abruptly, his tight lips were biting teeth.

The person on the opposite side of the communication asked for two sentences, and she seemed to hear the rapid breathing here. She suddenly realized what she was trying to ask, "Wen? Are you?"

Chen Zhang rubbed his eyebrows hard with his knuckles, then took a long breath and cleared his throat: "Well, it's me."

In just such a short sentence, it was difficult to control the tone in the end.

The person on the communication side suddenly rejoiced and seemed to say to the person next to her: "My son! Son is coming to communicate! You see he was too busy before!"

It may be the nurses who are always unfair for several old people and dissatisfied with Chen Zhang.

Chen Zhang had nothing to dare to dial the ward's communication before. They all sought out those nurses, so they were not blocked by them, but Chen Zhang was not disgusted at all. Only those soft-hearted girls can't bear to see several patients thrown in the hospital by his "unfilial son".

"Wen, have you been busy lately?" Chen Muxu asked, "Did you eat on time? Haven't you been sick?"

Chen Zhang closed her eyes and listened to her concerns one after another, her eyes were already hot. He rubbed his eyelids with his fingers, as if he wanted to rub back the steam that had been rising up, but soon his eyelashes became wet.

When he saw the diagnosis sheet, he was a bit desperate. He is clearly still in his prime, but he will not be strong for long, only four or five years, only four or five years ...

When he was like his grandfather, father and sister, his waist and legs shriveled and shrunk, paralyzed when the bed could not move, what should he do for this troubled family ...

During those days, he was thinking about it every day, every day, every night, but he couldn't think of a way.

Until I met the two people who came to the door.

In the interweaving of temptation and coercion, he once broke a little jar and felt that it was actually quite good. Even if the price paid is a bit high, but the price of his own, it can be a bargain to change the family without any worries.

It's really cost-effective.

This mentality continued to deepen, so that when all the evidence of George Manson's case pointed to him, he suddenly understood the real intention of the two coercioners. So he gave up the resistance directly and took a confession along all the evidence.

At the most magical obstacle, he even refused to be pulled out of the mud.

Because once pulled out, his family's future protection will be gone, and they will be caught in confusion and worry about the unknown, which is not cost-effective.

He once felt that he was very calm and sensible, even a little moved by himself and admired himself. But it wasn't until this time that he heard the woman's old but gentle voice on the side of the communicator again that he could not understand that he couldn't do that.

He also wanted to listen to such nagging nagging, and also wanted to go to the hospital every week to see them. They were pulled and pinched his arms, saying that he was fatter or thinner.

He also wanted to listen to it for many more years.

There were several rotations there, and he answered sleepwalkingly. All his attention was focused on the words of the family members, but he did not know what he said.

Until his mother asked him, "Wen, when can you be a little busy, and take time to show your mother?"

Chen Zhang opened his mouth ...

The trial is coming tomorrow. He himself has put himself in a difficult position. Only a young intern who is said to be inexperienced can help him.

He didn't even know what his status and situation would be after this hearing. So he couldn't answer.

The other side understood his hesitation and immediately said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, ah. It doesn't have to come, you are busy with us, we are fine."

The newsletter applied for is not random, and not long after, the limited time has come.

After the communication was cut off, Chen Zhang was in a daze for a long time. This night was extremely silent. I hoped that the court trial would be a little late.

Even though he prayed countless times, the trial of the George Manson case arrived as scheduled.

At 9:30 in the morning, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan arrived at the entrance of the Criminal Court of the Third District, expertly took out a series of things such as light brains, smart phones, electronic pens, folders, etc., and went through the security check.

This time, because the victim Manson's family filed an application, except for the family of the accused and the witness, no one who had nothing to do with the case could come to watch. So there was no gathering of students or other citizens outside the gate of Court No. 1 on this day, which seemed lifeless.

Because he was asked to keep it confidential, a second security check is required before going to court this time. To put it bluntly is identity verification.

Chong Yansuizhi, the former court assistant, nodded. "Are you? Please verify your identity."

Yan Suizhi handed the ID card and said, "Defense lawyer."

The court assistant looked at Gu Yan behind him again, "Are you together?"

"Yes, I remember that defense lawyers can have two escorts."

The court assistant pointed at Gu Yan, "Yes, so he is?"

"my teacher."

Yan Suizhi glanced at Gu Yan and introduced with a smile. Speaking very fluently, there are no psychological obstacles. The court assistant didn't notice anything at all, but Gu Yan alone could hear the joke in the voice.

The two pushed open the heavy door and went in.

Although the trial is kept secret, it does not mean that there are not many people in the court. On the contrary, there are not many people sitting in the auditorium. Several of them have a good beginning, and they are extremely oppressive from the appearance to the temperament.

If the two of Benchi and Hesi are on the scene, they must be recognized at a glance. After all, they often appear in some website reports.

The man in an expensive shirt with his arms sitting at the corner has short gray hair and light blue eyes, and the muscles in his arms appear to be strong, stern, and strong. Although his facial features are not very similar to George Manson, he is indeed George's much older brother Brewer Manson, an important role in the Manson family.

Beside him, sitting several bodyguards, surrounded him in the middle, quite a bit of the meaning of the stars.

Since Yan Suizhi entered the door, Brewer Manson's eyes slipped over, with the meaning of looking at it. If it is a timid person, it may make his legs soft when he looks at him twice.

Yan Suizhi passed the aisle beside him, walked to the front row, and put the light brain down.

Gu Yan stood in a row behind him, and did not sit down in a hurry, but said in a voice that only he could hear: "Brew Manson is here, he is an extremely sensitive and suspicious person. Keep it tight. "

Yan Sui smiled, "Of course I know. Just acting as an intern, just reach out and come--"

He said, the identity switched in one second, and under the staring of Brewer Manson, he patted Gu Yan pretentiously, and his voice was not high or low: "How to do a teacher, I have to open a court, so nervous , Say something nice to comfort me? "

Gu Yan: "........................"

Why don't you go to the drama school?