"Isn't this prosecutor deliberately retaliating?" someone questioned.

It was not impossible, and everyone was shocked and confused for a while.

They are all ordinary people. Even if they watch some legal programs, their legal knowledge is not rich enough to understand all the crimes.

Su Yixing felt relieved and said in a deep voice to the people around him: "I am a lawyer. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

As he said that, he took out his business card.

The person next to me reached out and took it, took a look at it, and shouted: "He is really a lawyer, a barrister from Haicheng!"

"Lawyer Su, please tell us quickly, what is this cover-up crime? Is it because the prosecutor is retaliating against Wang Dazhuang?"

Su Yixing's face was calm, and his words were sonorous and powerful: "The explanation is too professional and you can't understand it. Take out your mobile phone Baidu, Criminal Law Article 312, and read the law yourself. Oh, by the way, there are also judicial interpretations. Remember to look for the latest ones.”

Bai Xiaowei on the other side waited for the commotion of the crowd to subside for a while, then raised the information in her hand: "Except for the four cases I just mentioned, in the past ten years, Wang Dazhuang has been wandering around various towns in County A, and his figure has appeared in various cases from time to time. . Roughly calculated, the total amount involved in his case reached 20 yuan."

"However, because his crimes were committed in scattered locations and over a long period of time, the public security organs did not have a comprehensive and systematic grasp of all his crimes."

She turned to look at Duan Jian: "There is no objection that Wang Dazhuang is guilty of covering up and concealing the proceeds of a crime. It is recommended that he be transferred to the public security organs. To prevent him from escaping or destroying evidence, he should be detained first. After the evidence is further fixed and all crimes are investigated, he should be detained. They will also be transferred for review and arrest.”

"I wonder if it's possible?"

When she said these words, Bai Xiaowei held the microphone in her hand, and all her words, word for word, were clearly transmitted to the ears of the people present.

Only then did they understand why the prosecutor was holding a microphone as soon as he came up, because he was afraid that they would not be able to hear clearly and make random assumptions!

Duan Jian stared at his subordinate with deep eyes. Bai Xiaowei looked at him without avoiding it.

"Bring me the paperwork and take a look."

After a long while, he reached out for materials.

Bai Xiaowei respectfully handed over a stack of indictments: "Leader, please take a look."

Duan Quan opened the indictment and read it one by one.

Customs inspection, Ren inspection and other leaders present also came over to watch.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and everyone was waiting with bated breath for the final result.

"Son, run, run!"

In this silence, a small voice was particularly abrupt.

When Duan Jian heard the news, he saw the mother and son, who were originally in a menacing manner, shrinking and sneaking towards the corner.

Before he could speak, Guan Quan issued an order: "Catch them."

The bailiffs, who had been frustrated for a long time, finally found an outlet to vent their frustrations. They flashed their handcuffs and electric batons, and surrounded the mother and son who were about to escape.

"Do not--"

Li Youmei screamed: "You are retaliating and framed. Officials protect each other. I am going to sue you!"

"Help, don't catch me, don't catch my son, let go, let go!"

"Who can call the police for me? The prosecutor is beating me up!"

Li Youmei rolled around and fell to the ground, doing all kinds of tricks.

Huo Quan was delighted: "Call the police? Don't panic, aren't we about to send you to the Public Security Bureau? Bear with me for a while, five minutes at most, and I'll make sure you see my dear police uncle."

Looking at Huo Quan in police uniform, Li Youmei took his hand and begged: "You are the police, right? You have to make the decision for me. Bai Xiaowei is framing us. My son is innocent, please let us go." Let’s stop making trouble, okay?”

Huo Quan smiled with white teeth: "I am a bailiff of the Procuratorate. Strictly speaking, I am also a policeman, but I am a judicial policeman, not a public security policeman. Oh, can you understand?"

He scratched his head and said to Ding Xiaoyu beside him: "Xiaoyu, come and explain to her."

As one of the few female bailiffs in the bailiff team, Ding Xiaoyu said with a straight face: "Boss, why are you telling her this? Just handcuff her and send her to the police and let her ask the police."

Huo Quan stopped her and mouthed to the leader: "Why are you so anxious? Duan Jian didn't even say anything."

Ding Xiaoyu pouted: "It's a sure thing."

Sure enough, as soon as the bailiff restrained the person, Duan Jian's deep baritone voice rang out: "Send the person to the police."

At this time, Zhang Dazhuang was also anxious. He came to blackmail his wife, not to send her to jail.

"Why are you arresting me? Even if I collect scrapped cars, opened grain and oil, and unwanted gold jewelry, what will happen? I just collect junk and waste, so you want to arrest me? So much collection Can you catch the trash?"

He was holding his neck and yelling loudly, and the bailiff came forward to handcuff him. He struggled hard and kicked again and again to prevent the bailiff from getting close.

Bai Xiaowei spoke calmly and confronted him: "Then tell me, are the ones you collected all scrap? Are the vehicles really scrapped? And those grains and oils are worth 2 yuan. You weigh them all as empty bottles and take them away. Is it reasonable? ?"

"You have been working in waste collection all year round, and you know the market prices very well. Don't say you don't know, you are just pretending to be confused."

"Let's just talk about these grains and oils. The public security agency finally recovered them all from the grain and oil market. The person who bought your grains and oils also identified you. If these things are all waste products, why didn't you sell them as junk? Instead, sold them to the market?"

"When we handle a case, we don't just look at what you say, but what you do."

"Subjective views are different from objective views. We can completely infer your subjective psychology at the time from your objective behavior. Your behavior is to cover up and conceal the proceeds of crime. In layman's terms, it is called collecting stolen goods."

Wang Dazhuang continued to quibble: "Then they sell them as scraps. What can I do? If I don't accept them, someone will."

Bai Xiaowei faced the crowd: "Will you sell your gold jewelry as scrap? Or will you sell your mobility scooter as a scrapped car?"

The onlookers shook their heads subconsciously, yes, who is not crazy or stupid, who can do this?

Bai Xiaowei looked at Wang Dazhuang: "Normal people would not do this. If they can do this, it means that there is a problem with the source of these things. Faced with this situation, you not only did not report the crime, but you also took it away at a low price, and then transferred and sold it at a high price. You cover up the whereabouts of stolen goods, profit from them, and make it more difficult for the public security organs to recover the stolen goods and recover the losses. Do you think your behavior should be punished?"

Although Wang Dazhuang and Li Youmei, mother and son, were still dissatisfied with their well-founded words, the onlookers could hear them clearly.

"Bah! That's too bad. I asked why the thieves were caught but the things they lost couldn't be found. That's how it is."

Someone spat.

"These rag collectors go through the streets. Even if they collect stolen goods and then secretly move them away and dispose of them, they won't attract too much attention. They are the accomplices of thieves and robbers!"

Some people reacted and exclaimed: "I thought Wang Dazhuang was unjust just now, but now it seems that he deserves it!"

"He was unjustly accused. He didn't listen to what the prosecutor said. In the past ten years, he has collected 20 stolen goods alone. This is the hard-earned money of so many people!"

"Hard sentence!"

"Yes, severe sentence!"

Soon, the calls for "harsh sentences" went from sparse to unanimous.

At this moment, people share the same hatred.

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